Alien world

Chapter 32 Chapter 32. It seems that there will be an unexpected trip

Annan, who has become a warlock, looks like a young man who has just packed his luggage and is ready to go out for an adventure.The wonderful and dangerous real world outside the door is waiting for him.

But before the journey, Annan still had a lot of things to prepare.

For example, the method of meditation with the increase of magic power.

Magic is like gold coins, they don't just fall into your pocket.

Mr. Victor's underground vault does not have the meditation method of the summoning system. Lindy said that it can be found in Winchet Manor in Breeze City.

"Is there a magic academy in Breeze City?"

When Annan asked, Victor suddenly said, "You'd better go to Breeze City with Lindy."

"why?"

"There's a saying in mage circles, 'Legends don't come out of mage towers by themselves'"

Just proverbs not truth.But for Annan, this sentence is the truth-Annan's common sense is outrageously low.

Victor remembered that a few days ago, after Annan read a certain book, when he said goodbye that evening, he put his right hand on his forehead.

Don't ask Victor how he knew, but this ancient etiquette was eliminated before the Saint Laurent Calendar!

Victor had to fill his head with knowledge before Annan took this thing as a novelty and went out to embarrass himself.Even if he is a warlock.

Annan could hear Mr. Victor mocking himself, but he didn't understand what he did wrong.It was Lindy who told him: The Academy of Magic is only in the capital.In a remote border area like Breeze City, you can't even find a second mage tower.

This can't be helped... Annan, whose knowledge comes from books and stories, is seriously lacking in macroscopic cognition.If the world is likened to a jigsaw puzzle, then every book and every story is just an insignificant piece of the jigsaw puzzle.

Lindy said that she could prepare a carriage to Breeze City and leave tomorrow morning.

Annan said to go back and ask, but in fact he was going to ask Fast.

"Breeze? You should go. The Lady of Wine will be glad to see you, too."

Looking at the boy who was a waiter not long ago and turned into a warlock, Fast said with emotion: "You don't need to call me Mr. anymore."

He joked: "The status of the caster is much higher than that of our stinky fighters."

"Good fast."

"You guy..."

There was still some time before the tavern opened, and Annan ran to the wine cellar to visit Tasia.

"I've finished reading." Tasia returned Annan's own book to him.

"Then let's get to the library early tomorrow, and I'm going to Breeze City in the morning."

"Breeze City..." The quiet Tasia was curious, "What's it like there?"

"I don't know yet, I'll tell you when I get back."

Back above, the bard greeted Annan: "Fast said you are going to Breeze City? I suggest you bring some people."

"why?"

"A spellcaster who can't cast spells and doesn't have the protection of a professional..." The bard gloated more than he worried, "If the mother rat finds out, you will be robbed and become a reproductive machine."

Annan remembered the source of this ridicule - the bard told a story about "a young slum warlock was kidnapped by a female ratman and turned into a breeding machine". At that time, he and his guests, who didn't understand much common language, listened very seriously... …

Annan wanted to say, isn't this better?But the so-called "breeding" may not be as beautiful as imagined.

"Didn't it mean that there are no ratmen in Prang Enci County?"

Prang's gift county is in the north, and the rat people who like warmth and humidity prefer to stay in the south.

"Uh……"

The bard suddenly couldn't answer, and it was Fast who helped him out: "The rat people are a very adaptable race. They are always improving themselves and splitting into countless groups... I destroyed them like kobolds when I was in the southern swamp. Even a ratmen lair that is as weak as they are, has also met a ratman warrior who wiped out a team of elite professionals."

"That's right!" the bard answered the topic, "They are very good at disguising themselves as elves. With their vigorous and flexible bodies and good at using bows and rapiers, Breeze City happens to be surrounded by the vast Far Ridge woodland."

If it weren't for their daunting desire to procreate and their loyalty to the group, they would actually be a good substitute for elves for nobles with special hobbies...

"I'm a talent warlock, not a bloodline warlock..."

"If they were picky, they wouldn't be ratmen. From scholars to warriors to mages, they are all in their target range."

As for the bloodline warlocks who can continue the power of the bloodline, they are even hotter targets.

"And it's almost the rainy season." Fast looked at the north from the perspective of a soldier, as if seeing the vast mountain range across the background.

As the weather gets warmer and the snow melts, the magic tide in the north may hit the snow mountain fortress at any time.

"Then who should I take?"

Annan decided to follow their advice, but could not think of a suitable candidate.

Take Martin?

"Tassia and I are with you." Soluman Bronzebeard, who was carrying the wine barrel, put down the wine barrel with a heartbroken expression in Faster, "The little girl from the Winchet family will also go Right? Enough."

Tasia is not a professional, and she doesn't know combat skills, but the Tauren blood allows her to be compared to ordinary combat professionals.Soluman Bronzebeard himself is also a fighter who is about to advance to the elite level.

"I also--"

"Go to work."

"Oh."

Martin went on wiping the table.

"I can take Martin with me." Annan said hesitantly.

"Good cousin!"

"Go to work."

"Oh."

Mr. Fast objected, but Annan didn't insist anymore, looking at Soruman Bronzebeard who hesitated to speak.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"About our identities—"

"When you come back, we will tell you the answer." Fast interrupted Soluman Bronzebeard again, and then handed Annan a note he had prepared, "If you run into trouble in Breeze City, Go to this address and someone will help you."

Why do I always feel that there will be accidents during this trip to Breeze City...

Annan could vaguely guess that Soluman Bronzebeard might want to say "that organization".

It just so happened that Youshang was also in Breeze City, so he could ask about the publishing progress of "Breaking the Sky".

Tonight he didn't work any more, and ran to the manor where Lindy was temporarily staying—it was the mansion of Sir Sean, whom he had worked part-time as groom.

"Please tell Lindy, I will go to Breeze City with her tomorrow morning."

The housekeeper remembered him vividly, and was baffled because he knew Lindy, and promised to tell Lindy.

Annan returned to Aunt Susan's house and borrowed a cowhide suitcase full of patches from Uncle Huo Lin. While putting the clothes in it, he said to the worried Aunt Susan: "Don't worry, Aunt Susan, I will help you when you get meditation." Just come back."

With Aunt Susan promising to be back soon, Annan closed the suitcase.

After a sumptuous dinner and a quiet night, Annan, Tasia, and Soluman Bronzebeard came to Sir Sean's mansion early the next morning.

"It feels so quiet, and there is no one on the street."

Annan looked at the empty street shrouded in morning fog, and got into the carriage.

The carriage carrying various members slowly drove out of Pinglin Town along the Qingshiban Road.

(End of this chapter)