At dusk, a master and a disciple came to the edge of the Shimmering Forest.
When he was about to walk out of the shimmering forest, Cyrus suddenly stopped.
Rosen was startled, thinking there was danger, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong, mentor?"
What awaited was Cyrus' cold warning.
"Boy, listen carefully. When you get out of the woods, you won't be allowed to mention a single word about curses, poisonous insects and the control of the dead!"
"If anyone comes to you to inquire about my identity, just say that I am a low-level official mage, Cyrus Gaugliel. I graduated from the Golden Dawn Academy of Magic in White Sand City in the south. Remember?!"
While speaking, the middle-aged mage stared closely at Rosen's face, his gray eyes flashing fiercely, as if he would kill Rosen if he disagreed with him.
Rosen didn't dare to be careless and nodded vigorously: "I remember, mentor."
"Retell it to me!"
Cyrus's face sank slightly: "Curiosity is a virtue, but being too curious can lead to disaster. Now, shut up!"
As he looked at it, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "The painting is very good and has great charm. Unfortunately, it is an ink painting and the color is too monotonous. I will give you 1 Cray at most."
When he arrived at the counter, he took out the beauty painting painted by Rosen and handed it over: "Horace~ The painting is for sale, please estimate the price."
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, nothing abnormal happened.
Their hair was messy and greasy, and they exuded a fishy, rancid body odor. When they spoke, they opened their mouths and could see their big, yellow teeth covered with tartar, and at the same time they exhaled streams of choking breath.
The two continued to walk along the forest path, and soon walked onto the main road. They walked westward along the main road for more than half an hour, and indeed they saw a town.
When Rosen opened the door and walked in, he immediately heard a loud noise.
There is a flying bird painted on the hotel door number. Through the transparent glass-like window next to the door, you can see that the hotel lobby on the first floor is a tavern. There are many people inside and it seems to be quite lively.
Cyrus ignored the street vendors' familiar chats and walked straight into a shop called 'Antique'.
As he spoke, a hint of disdain appeared on his face: "Golden Blessing. Haha~~~ It's really worthy of the name."
After watching it for a while, he felt that it was "dirty" in one word. It was much dirtier than Yelang Village, and the closer it got to the town, the dirtier it became.
Rosen on the side could clearly feel that Cyrus was breathing much heavier.
It's even more lively here, with people coming and going, shops all along the road, and many small stalls in the open space.
He couldn't help but think: 'No wonder Sellers looked at me when I randomly picked out a painting. No wonder he described ordinary people as country fools.'
People are dirtier.
"During my absence, you will wait patiently for me in the room. Before I come back, you are not allowed to leave the room, let alone talk to strangers, remember?!"
In the far west of the town, there is a rocky highland with a tall white castle. There are high walls around the castle and a moat at the bottom of the highland, creating a war fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
After picking up the tools, Sellers took Rosen's arm and walked out of the shop.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a girl in a purple skirt walking over gracefully. When she got close, she asked in a seductive tone: "Mr. Master, do you want to have some fun?"
Horace thought for a moment, then raised his hand to compare the numerical value: "If it is a serious oil painting of the same quality, I can give you 1 crown per piece."
"Not far outside the woods is White Horse Town, which is the fiefdom of Baron Morey. Once I enter the town, I will book a room at the Green Warbler Hotel in the center of the town, and then go out to do business."
Rosen was stunned. He didn't understand why Cyrus would behave like this. He couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, is there anything wrong with the golden blessing?"
Rosen looked carefully and found that there were sellers of fruit bread, clothes, daily necessities, weapons and armor, and even books and paintings. All kinds of products were so dazzling.
"Are you sure you want the best? It's not cheap. A set costs 3 crowns."
There are large tracts of farmland on the edge of the town. There are many simple thatched houses scattered between the farmland, clustered together in the east and west, looking like gray wild mushrooms growing on the plains.
The mage walked to the counter, opened a room on the second floor of the hotel, went upstairs without stopping for a moment, and hid in the room in the second-floor corridor at a speed that was almost a trot.
This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old. She is very good-looking and would be above 6 points on earth. Especially her figure, which is particularly charming against the low-cut and high-legged dress.
Seeing Rosen looking around frequently, Cyrus rarely took the initiative to introduce: "That is Baron Morey's white stone castle."
The strange thing is that it is obviously cloudy, and the sky above the castle is obviously covered by thick clouds, but there is a gap in the clouds, and a ray of golden sunlight passes through the gap and shines right on the monument.
As he spoke, he took out a gold crown and quietly put it into the girl's hand.
Rosen immediately did so.
This is amazing.
"Miss Lilith, thank you very much for your kindness. Say hello to Mrs. Patsy for me. Oh, by the way, this is a little gift for you."
Before he finished speaking, Cyrus had already laid out three yellow gold coins on the counter.
Cyrus was stunned for a moment: "Is this painting worth 1 silver coin? Then how much would it be worth if I used good paint and canvas?"
Coughing and spitting can often be heard in the ears, and quarrels are endless. It seems that everyone is very dissatisfied with life, and the only way to vent their grievances is by shouting loudly.
The town is built along the river. Most of the houses in the town are made of wood and are densely packed in an area of less than three miles. They are like a gray-black scar on the earth.
Rosen noticed that Cyrus seemed to be secretly relieved.
Looking at Cyrus again, he seemed to be used to all this, completely ignoring it and only focusing on his way.
Horace was the owner of the shop. He knew Cyrus. While wearing his reading glasses, he joked: "Hey, why did Mr. Master change his business to selling paintings?"
Rosen stopped asking any more questions and just looked around, observing everything in this other world.
The girl covered her mouth and smiled: "Sir, you have a good memory. My name is Lilith and I have just joined the industry."
"Remember, mentor."
"Teacher, why are people afraid of you?" Rosen couldn't help but ask.
Cyrus snorted: "They are just a bunch of ignorant country idiots. There is no need to care about their attitude."
"That's a god-given stone, and it received God's golden blessing. As long as the light lasts, the Morey family will always be the masters of this land."
People seemed to be very afraid of the mage, and everyone automatically stayed five meters away from Cyrus, as if he had an invisible aura around him that could repel people thousands of miles away.
After hearing this, Cyrus calmed down his fierce expression.
But the most eye-catching thing is not the castle, but a white obelisk on the slope to the right of the castle.
Cyrus was obviously also attracted. He looked the girl up and down and raised his eyebrows: "New here? I don't think I've seen you before."
The shopkeeper, Horace, was very surprised, but he obviously knew Salles' character and didn't ask any more questions: "As you wish, Mr. Salles."
After saying that, he turned to look at Rosen: "Well~ I also hired a little assistant."
Horace put on his eyes and picked up the drawing paper to look at it carefully.
Coming out of the 'Antique', Cyrus walked skillfully to the right. After walking for more than a hundred meters, he arrived in front of a hotel.
The monument is simple and not high, and cannot be compared with the gorgeous castle.
After saying that, she turned and walked away.
At the same time, a strange smell created by a mixture of alcohol, body odor, food, perfume, etc. rushed towards him. It was warm, sour and smelly, and made him sneeze three times in a row.
"Lilith?"
"Where's the stone tablet?"
Cyrus pointed his finger at the counter and said impatiently: "Don't be nagging~ I'm in a hurry."
At first, Rosen thought it was a coincidence, but after walking for more than half an hour, he discovered that no matter how the clouds changed shape, the gap was always there and the sun was always shining.
He saw that the gray-robed mage raised his hand and pressed down the brim of his hat, hiding the expression on his face, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Very good, then get me a set of professional oil painting tools of the best quality.
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Soon, the two arrived at the center of the town. There was a square here. There was a large well in the center of the square, and the well was crowded with people who came to draw water.
Rosen clearly felt that Cyrus' grip was so tight that it even made him feel pain, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
Cyrus repeated the name in a low voice and looked at the girl carefully. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes that were originally a little intoxicated suddenly became clear.
After entering the house, he immediately closed the door, but did not close it completely. He deliberately left a small crack in the door, and then he stood quietly behind the door and waited.
"very good."
Compared with the ordinary women I saw in the town before, the girl is as beautiful as a fairy on earth.
The provocative look on the girl's face immediately subsided: "Oh, Mr. Master, you are so generous. I wish you a happy life in Baima Town."
Rosen could only shut up.
The roads are dirty. They are full of black mud. Human and animal excrement and domestic garbage can be seen everywhere. People can be seen urinating and defecating everywhere, regardless of whether they are men or women.
The air is dirty. It is filled with all kinds of stench, including rotten food, feces and urine, musty sewer smell, etc. It is disgusting.
We continued walking for a while, getting closer and closer to the town, and there were gradually more pedestrians on the road.
‘Hoo~~’
Along the way, he met hundreds of people, but Rosen could not find a single girl that he could look at. Regardless of whether they were young or old, male or female, they were all so devastated by life that they lost their human appearance.
Walking on the street, all kinds of sounds came to my ears, including the shouts of merchants, the sounds of bargaining, and the chatter of acquaintances, one after another, and the air was filled with a thick smoke and smoke from the market.
Cyrus breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed.
After closing the door, he turned around and stared into Rosen's eyes, warning him word by word.
"Boy, you have to remember that the beautiful women in White Horse Town are poisonous! Don't believe every word they say!"
"Otherwise you'll just wait to be exposed in the wilderness!"