The guards guarding the door watched Hill enter the city gate without saying a word.
Hill soon understood why they were so indulgent towards a strange mage.
He stopped and looked at the top of the doorway in the thick city wall. There was a magic circle there. Although its only function was to determine whether the person walking past was from the evil camp, it was enough for the city guards.
No matter which world you are in, murderers do not mean they can become the evil camp, and the evil camp must be murderers who commit all kinds of evil.
What such people need is just a warning to let more powerful people deal with it, rather than letting their soldiers die in vain.
Probably because the God of Travel has a relatively gentle personality, this country called Tevalan treats ordinary people quite well.
As long as they are not evil gods, gods are actually pretty good to their believers. After all, faith requires sincerity from the heart.
Hill looked up for a minute and determined that this magic circle could only read evil auras, so he walked over without caring.
As long as we don't find out that he is from the good camp.
Although the guards were frightened, their hands had already reached into their cloaks when Hill stopped.
Maybe warning fireworks or something like that?
If Hill suddenly turned around, maybe the two city gates on both sides of the passage would be lowered together.
When Hill walked in, the people in line behind him were all stopped. Of course, they themselves were not necessarily willing to follow a mysterious mage.
Hill walked through the door and found a mage in robes standing outside. When he saw Hill, he immediately came up to him with a very friendly smile on his round face: "Dear Mr. Mage,
Welcome to Ciudad Reyes. Count Nizar Reyes sincerely hopes that you will find pleasure and comfort in Reyes.
If you need anything, the Earl's castle is at the very back of Reyes. I am Clifford Saarinen, the mage advisor to Count Reyes, and I can serve you at any time."
Hill nodded slightly and walked past him without signing up.
He felt that the owner of Reyes City could quickly guess who he was, so Hill had to pay attention to his attitude.
After all, he had just left home and he still remembered his personality. Farlan Legend would not have a good impression of any nobles in Tevalan at the moment.
And this 16th-level mage didn't expect Hill to give him any feedback. He just came to hint that they had noticed Hill and please don't cause any trouble in the city.
The nobles in this world are basically devout believers of gods, and they can still deal with a legendary mage at a certain price.
When Hill was looking in the sky just now, he saw the direction of Hogan's carriage. That road was probably the most prosperous part of the city. If he wanted to inquire about any news, it would probably be easier that way.
Of course Hill remembered the route, and there was a grand hotel there that looked very luxurious.
On the contrary, there are churches of the God of Travel at the city gates, residential areas, and even slums, but there are none on the commercial streets.
This is the confidence of the country's largest authority. They don't need to show their presence in luxurious places.
Rather than making people fearful, the most important task of the church is to maintain the faith of all citizens.
As for the nobility, unless the power of the church suddenly disappears, the nobility must be the most devout believers.
Hill smelled the fragrance of a lot of food along the way, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. He didn't have the courage to eat in this world, and even the air he breathed was filtered by Hill.
The magic shield on his body is still maintained!
Different from the previous Gens, the current world is very hostile to outsiders.
Even if Hill has a higher level of luck and blessing, he needs to be careful in what he does.
Hill didn't even know how Corellon found out about this world. Could the world's will, which was so tightly controlled, still ask for help from him or the World Tree?
Hill, who was walking towards the luxurious hotel, was attracted by a white building on the roadside.
It was a building that looked like an opera house, but after Hill looked carefully, he discovered that it was an auction hall.
Moreover, carriages stopped at the door one after another, and various well-dressed guests got out of the carriages and walked in.
Hill walked towards the auction hall without hesitation.
"Dear Mr. Mage, welcome to the auction of the Golden Age Chamber of Commerce. I wonder if you are interested in participating in today's auction?" A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a smiling face stood in front of Hill.
Hill replied indifferently: "Yes, give me a quiet space."
If auctions in this world also have so-called private rooms, then there should be no problem if he said this, right?
As for qualifications, Hill's magic gloves are just that.
Low-level mages also have fewer gems on their gloves. The gems on Hill's gloves form a pattern, and everyone knows what attitude to treat them with.
As for counterfeiting, the auction is not without its own mage bodyguards.
They don't need to know what level Hill is, they just need to know that Hill is stronger than their most powerful mage.
There are not many strong combat forces in this city, which is why Hill dared to venture in.
No wonder the city lord of Reyes would take advantage of Master Santos. There is only one person similar to Hill in this city.
I don’t know if they all went to the border to defend against the undead, so level 17 Santos has more important value.
Before Hill walked in with the maid who greeted him respectfully, he glanced sideways in the direction of Reyes Castle. That person didn't look like a mage!
A senior priest of the God of Travel? Or a legendary knight?
The maid in front of Hill did not walk with a swaying posture and twist her waist into a snake like the ones in front of other guests.
She walked in front of her in an orderly manner, leaning slightly to one side, with a polite smile on her face, without any unnecessary movements.
After taking Hill to the room on the second floor, he opened the door and bowed down straightly: "Dear Mr. Mage, this is your VIP room. If you need anything, please just ring the silver bell on the table. I will be waiting outside the door.
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The beautiful auburn hair was spread behind her, and the beautiful maid squatted motionless. Hill walked directly in, waved his hand and closed the door. He heard the maid outside the door let out a relaxed breath.
Hill, this is the first time he has been treated as a scourge!
This felt pretty good. I used a few detection spells and found that there was indeed no problem. Hill happily sat on the couch.
On the low long coffee table in front of the sofa, apart from drinks and food, there is only a row of buttons that can be pressed.
The numbers above are 1,000, 10,000 and 100,000 respectively.
Hill understood at a glance that the items in this auction house were indeed valuable, and the price increases all started from 1,000.
But, aren’t there any elemental crystals?
Hill decided to see how to shoot it first.
He was indeed very interested. After all, Hill had never played in an auction where something big was bound to happen!
In Trasil, it seems that he only sells things.
And in order not to get into trouble, he likes to sell things at a fixed price, or at most for a limited time.
Hill touched his space ring and found out what he could buy with thousands of gold coins from the magic tower.
The auction will begin soon.
A very elegant middle-aged man stood on the stage. He first placed the small hammer in his hand on a strange iron plate, and then said: "Good day, distinguished guests.
The first auction of Golden Years’ Winter Date is about to begin.
Of course, as usual, the auction in Ciudad Reyes will be hosted by me, Riley Lawson.
This is the tenth year that I have spent time with all of you, distinguished guests, and I hope we can continue to get along in a friendly manner.
Don't let one day suddenly some gentleman ask the Chamber of Commerce to replace old Lawson with a seductive beauty."
Laughter could be heard upstairs and downstairs. It seemed that the auction host of the Golden Age Chamber of Commerce did have a good relationship with Reyes.
Lawson solemnly said: "Of course, what is more important than me is the hammer in my hand.
Goddess of gold coins, the first thing at every auction is always to verify whether the auction hammer is intact."
He tapped the hammer three times gently, and the loud and powerful sound seemed to hit Hill's ears.
"Very good, the goddess of gold coins still cares about the Golden Years Chamber of Commerce." Lawson laughed heartily, "I can still get wages."
Then, he put down the hammer and adjusted the loudspeaker on his chest: "As the first auction of the Winter Covenant, this year we have specially arranged all weapons, equipment and medicines.
I think everyone here understands that a war may occur in the near future.
As loyal believers in the gods, there are probably many of you who want to go to the battlefield.
In order to be able to see your smiling faces and hear your ridicules again, this time I tried my best to find people who had fought against those terrible foreign invaders and asked for a lot of information.
This group of people claim to be the undead, and they come from a very powerful world.
They claim to be immortal, and no one knows whether it is true, but even if they are killed, they only turn into a beam of light. Except for the occasional alchemy equipment dropped, no one has ever seen their corpses.
However, their number is extremely large, and most of them are strong men above level 20. Even such strong men are used to fighting in groups, and the Shadow Dragon was beaten to death.
Moreover, their spell resistance is also very high, and they are not very afraid of poison. Madam Venom did not poison half of her enemies until she completely fell!
The most terrifying thing is that even Madam Venom's poison that once poisoned the legends could not kill them immediately. And Madam Venom's blood lipid poison that once poisoned hundreds of thousands of people was directly cracked by the undead.
They have very powerful alchemy, and in the face of their antidote, the blood lipid poison that once caused the entire continent to collapse has no effect at all!"
The auction house was silent and the atmosphere was very depressing.
