Mogan either flew or walked directly along the way. He also made many compromises with Dolando in order to ensure that he would not pass through too many crowded places in dragon form and arouse unnecessary suspicion.
Overall, he was hurrying slowly, and he arrived at Nova City across the mountains in two days.
It looks fast, but not too fast, at least for a dragon.
The Kingdom of Cole has a vast territory, sharing half of the continent with the Kingdom of Denton. With the Arcane Forest as the central axis with blurred boundaries, it also has a slight advantage over the Kingdom of Denton in terms of fixed territorial scope.
Among such territories, and also adjacent to the royal capital, south of Lake Augustus, which is as huge as the inland sea of the mainland, is the often praised Nova City.
The afterglow of the setting sun shrouds the city's outer walls. Not only are the edges of the city wall made of long gray bricks invisible, but they are dozens of meters high, giving people a heavy and insurmountable texture.
Outside the towering city walls of Nova City, a long queue lined up.
Those who were inspected included dignitaries and clan traders. The gorgeous and unique carriages were treated the same as the mud-stained cargo carts, and they were all blocked at the door for a long time.
The only difference may be that some people's faces are reddened by the sun and they are wiping the beads of sweat on their foreheads during the journey; some people are sitting in a carriage, with servants fanning beside them, and they are still resting.
Morgan looked up.
As rumored, he saw several knights in light armor standing on the high wall. They were all silent and motionless. If their chests were not rising and falling, they would just look like statues.
Although it was impossible to directly observe the tasks of these silent knights due to the obstruction of their head armor and the limitation of their field of vision, Mogan could also clearly understand that the eyes of these people inspecting the crowd below were probably more intense than the bonfire in front of the city gate.
And the object of scrutiny includes oneself.
Because of this, Mo Gan couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he lowered his head and once again reminded Dolando, who was hiding quietly and shining under his shadow:
"If possible, you'd better take away this obvious light, it's too conspicuous."
"If it is a color element related to 'light', it should be the fire of my life." Dolando was also very distressed, "I also want to control it, but I really can't..."
It has tried its best to adjust its brightness and size to a level of conspicuousness similar to that of ten fireflies, but it still cannot satisfy its demanding boss.
So Mogan put forward the request, and Dorlando came up with his own idea. The naive plan of trying to disguise himself as an inconspicuous hairball by using shadows failed.
Mogan sighed, raised his hand and transformed into a small dagger. The flowing metal elements made a groove in the handle.
Doranduo immediately understood what he meant and rushed in from bottom to top.
At first glance, the shimmering green ball looks like an emerald with a special texture and gloss. People who are not knowledgeable enough can easily misunderstand that it is some kind of magical material that they are unaware of.
"Thank you boss!"
The cheering elf embedded himself in it, and was extremely polite. What he said made Mogan hold his forehead, and there was a vague sense of familiarity from traveling through time.
The baby elves originally lived in the mother tree and could endure without breathing. In fact, it was not impossible to pack Dorando into the luggage, but doing so seemed a bit strange to Mogan.
I feel like a bad boss who employs child labor.
As for the problem of allowing this little elf apprentice to fully understand the world from the human perspective, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to solve. There will still be a long road ahead.
Mogan pinned the final dagger to his waist and turned it slightly so that the "gem" was in a less conspicuous place but still had a certain view.
At a higher altitude and in a more favorable environment than before, Dolando can better observe everything in its own way without having to worry about following Mogan's shadow floating forward.
It was frightened and turned pale, and its glossiness was inadvertently reduced to eight fireflies - it can be seen that, rather than active control, accidents are also factors that can change Dorando's "Fire of Life".
"Why is there the sea here?"
You know, they started from the small town of Windsor and passed through mountains, forests, and at most long rivers, which occasionally ran parallel to the main road.
Although Dolando cannot see, she can still identify the direction, including the map that she understands through the reading of other people's images, and knows that she should be deep in the interior.
"This is Lake Augustus." Mogan had known that the elf would be surprised by this. "It's surprising? Many people say that this place is more like an inland sea in the Kingdom of Cole than a lake."
"But it doesn't really feel like a lake to me..." Dorlando muttered.
Morgan nodded and turned his gaze to the edge of the city wall where he entered the city, to the almost endless blue "lake".
"The scholars who conducted the research also have the same doubts, even more exaggerated than you. They believe that not only the size of Lake Augustus, but also the tidal direction and water quality are similar to the ocean."
After spending some time together, Mogan also gradually discovered that Dorando actually relies on elemental perception to identify the color and properties of objects.
For example, the flowers have weak wood magic, and the sea water is filled with more complex and rich water elements than usual...
This little guy is not only a new version of the mind magic user, but also a spherical self-propelled element detector.
Mo Gan then paused, raised his head slightly, and looked at an unobservable point in the distance.
The team kept moving forward, and happened to reach a position where the city wall was no longer blocking it. It was also the first time that he took a closer look at that remote and mysterious location, the elusive "miracle" from this angle.
After observing, he also spoke, "And there is another abnormal situation. I don't know if you have noticed it or not... Dolando, adjust your brightness!"
Noticing that Dolando seemed to be a little distracted, and couldn't control himself, his brightness soared to the brightness of dozens of fireflies, and there was a tendency of increasing. Mogan reached out to cover his face and quickly reminded him.
Dolanduo was even more confused, "Why is it that on this sea-like lake, what is condensed is not the elemental examples of weather magic, but some invisible things... It feels so dazzling."
This is another relatively new way of describing Mogan, and it deserves to be recorded in Dolando's observation and research notebook.
Although he encountered an accident, Mogan patiently explained to the elf according to the original plan.
"Although it is not marked on the map, this is a rumor that everyone in the Cole Kingdom knows. There is a small floating island above Lake Augustus, which is called the 'place where the gods fell' by those who do evil things."
"A meddler?" Dorlando was a little confused about this concept at first, but soon noticed more factors, "Wait a minute, what does the place where the gods fell mean?"
This adjective is enough to arouse the curiosity of most people. After all, in this era, gods have long been legends that only exist in people's mouths, and their authenticity is unknown. Dorlando's era may also be the same.
"This is what determines the level of impression this sky island has on civilians." Mogan nodded, "Other than that, there is no fixed statement."
The following content may not be suitable for the temporarily innocent cub Dolando to listen to.
After all, there are too many conspiracy theories involved, and Mogan doesn't want to instill in a child the attribute of money-loving that he accidentally revealed due to his habits.
The island in the sky of Lake Augustus can be seen as a small dot in Nova City. The field of vision follows the principle of large and small near and far, like the size of a grain of rice. However, the size visible in the Royal Capital is larger, like a grain of peanut.
Precisely because many cities can catch a glimpse of this island, you only need to climb the roof or city wall to look at the stars and see the floating black shadow in the distance. There are many rumors about this in the Kingdom of Cole.
Some theories insist that the Sky Island is where the royal family's secret weapons are stored, hiding a terrifying power that can destroy a continent, and perhaps an extremely powerful ancient magician is responsible for guarding it.
Some people believe that this island is a relic left by the gods. The power contained therein is enough to make a person become a god again. It just requires a certain brave man to pull out a broken sword.
Wait wait wait...
There are different opinions and it is difficult to unify.
As far as Morgan knows, even the Cole royal family, which has the most noble status and the most secrets, knows nothing about the operating mechanism of this empty island.
But he has no conditions to go there. After all, I don’t know if there is an ancient magician stationed there. In short, Queen Christine has indeed issued an order to list this empty island as a forbidden area and no one is allowed to approach it.
"Related households" are no exception.
The team advanced slowly, and Mogan also behaved calmly and elegantly, showing no timidity at all, no different from any businessman who traveled lightly and looked decent.
At most, a dagger is attached to it, and it is not an exaggeration to use it as a self-defense weapon for a traveling businessman.
After all, although the inspection in Nova City is strict, the most important thing for those who do not have large-scale goods is the resident status and household registration. The residents of the city are the first, followed by the residents of the royal capital, and then in order.
As long as these basic traffic conditions are met, there are not many restrictions on carrying weapons.
So the person in charge of the review looked up at Mo Gan and the series of identification documents he produced. He quickly waved his hand to indicate that there was no problem. After paying the fee, he took the pass.
Under the influence of magic, Mogan's appearance was immediately presented as an image on the special ink. Behind the censors, there was obviously another mage who specialized in the use of life magic.
But this is quite low-level magic, even an apprentice can do it.
His personal experience as a businessman made Mogan feel a little emotional. This time he did not bring any goods and relied on his household registration in the royal capital to conduct the review. It was simply simple.
However, Mogan also noticed that the person responsible for the review today was wearing an inspector uniform.
The pass allows a person to come and go freely for a period of time. After that, there is no need to queue. He only needs to show his pass to the city defender and verify his identity before he can enter or exit.
Of course, there is also a way to avoid paying the toll fee, which is to go directly to the city after being inspected, which also saves the cost of transportation.
Although Mo Gan feels very sad about saving money, he also knows that he cannot wait in long queues every time because it will waste too much time.
He is indeed a good civilian who abides by the law.
After getting the pass, Mogan did not enter the city, but took Dolanduo around the city for half a circle, and finally arrived at another place.
East City Gate.
That was the location where Will told him before that he encountered the Blind Rider, and it was also the initial road he and Connor took to leave Nova City.