I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

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Chapter 127 Summary and reward at the end of the volume

The story about Demacia is over, and the author is relieved. No matter whether it is written well or not, there is always an explanation. Thank you for your support here.

If it weren't for everyone's follow-up reading, the author might not have so much motivation to study the writing skills everywhere. After all, it is quite painful to write a chapter of [-] words for five hours sometimes.

Thank you everyone, the author bows to everyone here ninety degrees.

In fact, there are still many problems. The overall plot is okay, and the rhythm is okay, but the problem is that I like to describe a lot of environmental details and psychology, which makes the original plot rhythm become procrastinated. Updates generally seem a bit insufficient.

In fact, describing the details of the environment and psychology is much more difficult than writing the text. I have to carefully consider each person's personality and situation to write psychological thoughts and words that suit their identities.

Psychological thoughts are very important, because if you talk too much, you will lose your style, so psychological thoughts can mobilize emotions without embarrassment, and stabilize the character design.

I will try to reduce this in the next volume, but I can’t do without it. I can only say that I will explore a balance between the plot and the characters. Excellent authors often master it skillfully, and I am still a little far behind.

Piltover has a lot more plots, and there is a lot to write. I want to learn from the Lord of the Mysteries. I will write short stories in this volume. The author scratched his head, thinking about how to write for a long time, thinking about eating and sleeping, I even dreamed about it before.

Speechless...

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Chapter 129 Caitlin?Just an unprofessional cop

"Piltover!"

A scream sounded from the deck, waking up Levi who was taking a nap—even though it was already sunset time.

Levi woke up in a daze, with cheers of "Piltover!" resounding in his ears, inexplicably remembering the narration in The Pianist at Sea.

I forgot to be specific, but the general idea is that every time I go to Amei, there will always be someone who sees the Statue of Liberty first, and then shouts "Amei, look!"

In a sense, this represents that a region has become a place of hope in the world, and people yearn for it.

In Runeterra, Piltover does play such a role.

"A city of technology and progress..."

Levi, who was only wearing a gray coarse shirt, was lying on the bed whispering its name, and his black eyes gradually brightened, as if there were stars in them.

The fresh heart that was buried by the boring sailing time and the dirty environment also jumped up, and the viscous blood burst brought unparalleled excitement.

"Wuhu!"

He jumped up from the somewhat messy bed. After more than two months of torture, even a person as calm as Le Weisi couldn't help venting his excitement in the cabin.

You can't imagine what kind of torture it is to spend more than two months on a boat with no entertainment except gambling, dirty air, and pure water that can only be used for drinking (not even enough), especially for those with a slight cleanliness For Levi's.

Originally, I thought that if Zoe came to look for me, I could ask her to help me get some water, but I didn't know if she was lost or something happened, anyway, I didn't come to look for me for two months.

Probably tired of me, that's right, the Twilight Protoss, that's how it should be, I guessed it earlier...

Thinking of this, Li Weisi sat back on the bed and sighed sadly.

He already regarded Zoe as his younger sister, guessing that all this was his own wishful thinking, he was naturally not in a good mood, but now that he has arrived in Piltover, the most important thing is to settle in this city first.

He temporarily put Zooey in his heart.

About individuals

Regarding sanitation, apart from stopping at a port city called White Cliff City more than a month ago and letting Levi take the opportunity to wash his body, there is no such luxury of water anymore.

After all, this is a commercial fleet, not for carrying passengers.

Caravan owners would love to use the food and water hold for spices and all sorts of valuable Demacian goods, so save even a drop of water—otherwise you're useless.

Even washing your face is a luxury.

At least I haven't showered or washed my face or hair for a month...

Levi brushed his hair that was so greasy that it could be used for cooking, took off his white coarse cloth shirt, wiped his greasy face and hands, opened the suitcase and put on the black double-breasted suit that Lacus gave dress.

When he heard that the voyage would take more than two months, he bought some simple clothes on board in advance, and put the expensive but comfortable double-breasted dress in the suitcase.

This skill originated from the experience of studying for forty hours on a green leather train when I was in college.

He stroked his long, greasy, flooded hair that reached his ears, and put on the black silk top hat.

Then he packed his luggage and packed them into the brown suitcase that Lacus gave him—actually, there was no luggage.

In addition to [-] gold shields and a few simple dirty clothes in the suitcase, there are letters written to Lacus when he was bored on the ship, in the form of a diary.

However, these two months are not useless, at least I have learned the common language.Li Weisi thought optimistically, and when he was about to get out of the sea of ​​suffering, his mood became better and better.

Opening the door of the ship's cabin, people in the aisle kept running to the deck. Levi greeted them familiarly, and then went up to the deck together with the suitcase.

Although he knew that it was still some time before he actually disembarked, Li Weisi didn't want to stay in the cabin for a moment—even though this 'upper class' ticket cost him fifteen gold shields.

In fact, this cabin originally belonged to the owner of the caravan, but when he heard that Li Weisi was willing to give fifteen gold shields, he resolutely gave it up and ran to squeeze the cabin with the sailors.

He is a ruthless person, even squeezed himself.

On the deck, in the crowded space, Levi found a suitable place where his clothes would not get dirty. Levi took the suitcase and prepared to stay on the deck until disembarkation.

It was about five o'clock in the evening, or six o'clock?Looking at the translucent sky, Li Weisi was a little uncertain. His major in university was computer, so he was useless here, and he didn't even have the knowledge to read the sky report.

And on the sea, the sun always sets late and rises early, occupying most of the night.The night is like paper soaked in oil and turned translucent.

It was hugged by the sun, and it couldn't tell where it came from. Maybe it was intoxicated by the sun, so the night after the sunset and sunset glow faded was also blush.

The salty sea breeze hits the face, and the distant port looms under the halo of the setting sun, like a mirage.

"Li Weisi, your body is really rare, you are so handsome brother."

"The most beautiful man on the Helen Bell, go conquer those chicks from the Pittsburgh! Hahaha!"

The sailors booed and laughed, and Levi smiled back kindly.

Most of them were Zaunites, sailors who had to make a living, not honest, just not bad.

About an hour later, Levi's ocean-going cargo ship Helen Bell, which had been on for two months and thirteen days, docked.

After saying goodbye to the captain, the caravan owner, and the familiar sailors, Levi, wearing a black double-breasted dress and a black silk top hat, set foot on the land belonging to Piltover with his suitcase— Concrete.

Ah, this familiar touch, the breath of civilization.Li Weisi thought happily in his heart that he couldn't wait to see the beauty of the city of progress.

But things don't seem to be that easy.

He noticed that there were gates and long queues at the busy wharf.

Men in blue uniform jackets, shiny black shoes and checked trousers were carrying a delicate instrument to examine people and their luggage as they made their way from the wharf to Piltover.

Judging from their clothes, Levi knew that these people were policemen from Piltover, and the things in their hands...

It's like an instrument that checks for cheating during an exam. I don't know if it's useful, but it will beep anyway, or it's more like a security check at an airport or a train station.

Has Piltover gotten to this heightened level of security awareness?Thinking about it, Li Weisi followed the crowd and lined up. He didn't wait too long, and it was his turn soon.

"Hi sir, is it your first time to Piltover? You are lucky that you didn't get baptized by the haze on your first night in this miracle city. Please put your hands out to your sides, yes, and Your salute."

The guard didn't look at Li Weisi, but turned his head to look at the street over there, while talking to Li Weisi, he seemed in a good mood.

"Excuse me, what is this for?" Li Weisi looked at the instrument with blue light in the young guard's hand and asked in a proficient common language, and at the same time followed his instructions.

What the guard held was a flat rectangular metal instrument, about as long as a dagger, about two centimeters thick, with some kind of crystal inlaid on the top.

It looks like many pieces of blue metal are stitched together, and there are regular golden stripes at the stitching, full of mechanical beauty.

guard back

Glancing at him over his head, after seeing the young man in front of him clearly, he looked up and down, and patiently explained: "Check the magic instrument."

Check magic?Li Weisi was stunned, but on the surface he was very stable, pretending to be curious: "Could it be that Piltover is also forbidden magic like Demacia?"

"No, it's just a registration. Both the magical equipment and the caster who enter Piltover need to be registered."

As he spoke, the young guard swept the instrument in front of Li Weisi, and then on his suitcase. Seeing no response, he nodded.

"Mages are a very unstable factor after all, aren't they? We see those people as potential criminals. Well, sir, you can go."

He glanced at Levi for the last time, and added with a smile: "You will definitely have a great time in Piltover."

Sure enough, it's a useless instrument... But it seems that no matter where in this world, mages are 'valued', and I have to be careful to hide my identity to avoid unnecessary trouble.

I'm just trying to find the world rune.Li Weisi was thinking about hiding his identity as a mage in his heart, when he heard the guard say this sentence without end, he felt a pungent stinging feeling immediately.

"Why?" he asked.

The guard blinked and said with a smile on his face, "If I had your handsome face and your expensive clothes, I could sneak into the realm of the upper class."

Li Weisi stared at him for a long time, "Just kidding." Seeing Li Weisi's strange expression, he immediately smiled happily.

Mrs. Piltover joked like that?Li Weisi was a little skeptical, he pursed his lips: "I would like to borrow your good words."

I always feel like you're mocking me...

Li Weisi murmured in his heart, with a serious expression, and calmly left the pass, and came to the street closest to the pier. Under his feet was a solid cobblestone concrete floor, which was as clean and tidy as Xiongdu.