Hearing the sound coming from not far away, Hao Ren turned his head and found that it was Betsy whom he had met once before...
The mercenary girl was coming out of another door of the garrison, holding a few pieces of paper in her hand as if she had just completed some formalities. When she saw Hao Ren, she immediately ran over happily: "Hey! I
I thought I saw it wrong, why are you still here? You just left a few days ago. I have never seen such a bad-tempered person. Are you going to teleport and run away just for a music box?"
Before Hao Ren could speak, the freckled soldier leading the way asked curiously: "Miss Betsy, do you know them?"
"Um, are these all with him? Why haven't there been more people in the past few days..." Betsy looked at the people around Hao Ren in surprise, "I know this guy, he is a magician, and he was doing
He flew to the prairie during the teleportation experiment, and broke his brain when he fell from the sky. By the way, he still owes me a music box..."
"Can you please don't mention that you broke your brain?" Hao Ren was almost impressed by the girl's steely paranoia, "I really didn't break it! And I brought you a music box this time...
…”
The freckled soldier felt relieved when he saw that the two people really knew each other. He was not willing to lead a strange foreign mage to register, because not only did it require a lot of formalities, but he also had to write a report. At that moment, he explained the situation to Betsy
: "Then it seems that your mage friend didn't accept the lesson, and he got worse - they all came here due to teleportation accidents, and suddenly appeared at the intersection with the most people, shocking me and Joseph. By the way, now I
I'm about to take them to register, Miss Betsy, can you help me be a guarantor? Just prove that you know one of them. This way, you don't have to go through the registration procedures of a wandering mage."
Hao Ren thought that Betsy, who had only met once, would refuse, but he didn't expect her to nod happily: "Okay. I'm free anyway."
"Um, thank you." Hao Ren didn't know what the guarantor and wandering mage procedures meant. But he still thanked him. After all, he could ignore this busy person.
Betsy waved her hands carelessly: "It's okay, didn't you say you brought the music box? I'm waiting for your music box. Don't let the teleportation escape this time, especially when it's being passed around on the street. You don't know how many
Danger."
The group of people entered the garrison under the leadership of the freckled soldier. Vivian saw that Betsy was walking in front and didn't pay attention. She leaned close to Hao Ren's ear and whispered: "Music box? Teleport and run away? Broke your brain?"
The situations you encountered last time you came here were quite colorful."
There was an interesting joking tone in his tone.
After Hao Ren came back last time, he briefly told Vivian about his experience in the Dream Plane, and also mentioned this mercenary girl named Betsy. But he didn't go into too much detail, especially the shameful "breaking his brain."
"Scene, Vivian was certainly a little curious at this time.
"Don't mention it," Hao Ren sighed, "especially don't mention the brain-breaking thing. I let this sister see me once when I fell from the sky, and she still remembers it. I guess she has even forgotten my name."
While they were talking, everyone arrived at the copy room of the garrison. It was a small room filled with bookshelves, wooden boxes and case files. The walls were mottled and peeled off, and the wooden floor creaked. Only the bright sunlight filtered through the tall glass.
The windows shining into the house make the place look very lively. The distinctive wooden furniture reminds people of the small study rooms in the old European manors in the movies. Behind the large wooden table sits a middle-aged soldier who looks a little bookish. Hao
When Ren and the others entered, the soldier was concentrating on reading something that looked like a newspaper. The freckled soldier stepped forward and called the person in charge's name: "Mr. Wilton, I will bring someone to register."
The middle-aged soldier known as Wilton straightened up and glanced at the freckled soldier majestically: "Call me Chief Wilton. Lane, this is the military department. And you and I are both soldiers."
It turns out that this freckled soldier's name is Ryan, which is easy to remember.
A young soldier named Ryan briefly explained the situation of Hao Ren, the foreign mages who "conducted dangerous experiments in downtown areas and blocked traffic due to accidents." Then he pointed at Betsy: "Miss Betsy is the guarantor, so
Don’t you need to go through the registration procedures for wandering mage?”
The middle-aged officer said "hmm" and stood up to rummage through the file rack nearby. Hao Ren found that one of his legs seemed to have some problems and he was not walking steadily. The middle-aged officer finally found a register, opened it and put it on the table.
Betsy went up first and wrote her name in a flourishing manner, then turned to greet Hao Ren: "The one who fell from the sky, come and sign!"
...This girl has indeed forgotten Hao Ren's name.
Vivian stepped forward and took a look at the registration form, and immediately discovered something.
The form uses another type of script—not the Laita rune that is used as a daily script in this world as previously thought.
Hao Ren soon discovered this, and he and Vivian saw confusion in each other's eyes when they looked at each other: Laita runes are used to write prayers on the buildings here, but this kind of writing is not used daily.
? What does the Laita rune do here?
It is not a problem to master an alien language with the help of the translation system. Perhaps other empire staff have registered the character library here when performing tasks in the Dream Plane, and Hao Ren and others can easily understand it.
The content on the registration form was not so easy to write. They awkwardly spelled out their names using the convoluted symbols and transliterated them, then skipped most of the items under Betsy's guidance, and finally
The column "Registration and origin of foreign mage factions" is troublesome.
What is faction registration?
"Are you a spire sect or an academic sect?" Betsy was also surprised that there were mages who didn't know which sect they belonged to. "Don't you have a mentor and are all self-taught?"
"Um... we are in a quite remote place. There are some hermit sects in the Northern Empire who don't care about worldly affairs." Hao Ren remembered that Betsy didn't know much about things on the other side of the prairie, and he himself didn't know much about the things on the other side of the prairie.
Some speculations in the world, slowly thinking about the reasons, "What is the difference between this spire sect and the academic sect?"
"Hermit sect? That's the Spire sect," Betsy nodded, "I've heard of hermit mages, but I didn't expect you to be so reclusive. You probably haven't even joined the Mage Association, right? By the way, I see what you're wearing
I thought it was academic."
"What do these two factions mean?" Hao Ren saw that the other party did not have much suspicion, so he simply asked in the image of a novice Master Bai.
"The Spire Sect is an old sect that develops strictly in accordance with the rules of mage inheritance passed down from ancient times, because the base areas of the old mage are those mage towers with hundreds of thousands of years of history, and most of their activities are also in the mage tower.
It is carried out in the academy, so it is called the Spire Sect. The Academic Sect is a new sect in recent decades. It first emerged from the Horner Empire in the north. Because it educates new students in the academy, it is called the Academic Sect. Now the Academic Mage
More and more."
Hao Ren and the others nodded in succession, and then decisively filled in the form of the Minaret Sect - this sect sounded more conservative, and had a monastic type, which was very suitable for explaining that he and others were unfamiliar with the place they were born in. As for why the Minaret Sect was
In such a conservative group, there would be such a happy and weird person like Lily...
Hao Ren thought for a while and decided that if anyone really asked, he would just say that Lily took the wrong medicine during the experiment. Anyway, no one would investigate further, and Lily's own opinion could be ignored.
While they were filling out the form, Wilton and Ryan started chatting. Ryan pointed to the newspaper that Wilton had just been reading: "Another search team is missing at Beinz Blood Lake?"
"Yes, this is the fourth group of people who have disappeared in the past two months. The church is a little bit restless," Wilton shook his head and struggled to move his inoperable leg to the other leg.
On, "Some people say that the bottom of Beinz Blood Lake leads to another world, and that the search team was sucked away. Now the church is refuting the rumor. Gee, people nowadays really dare to say anything. The Blood Lake is a holy place, and the goddess herself has
It was smashed out, and those people who wrote novels talked freely and didn't pick any places."
Hao Ren was filling out a form and couldn't help but stop when he heard this.
It seems that it was a smart decision for me to come to the garrison to register with others. I happened to hear such concerning news - Beinz Blood Lake leads to another world? (To be continued...)