Broad World

Cross-plane teleportation is not a small difficulty for any spellcaster. Normally, it is not bad to be able to lock the destination within a radius of two kilometers. If you want to be more accurate, you must cast level nine or above, or even legendary magic. Barely do it.

As a legendary mage who is always ready for battle, it is obviously impossible for Henry to use the ninth-level magic so extravagantly. He only used the seventh-level magic "Transfer from Another World", and there will inevitably be some small errors, so he did not directly appear in the city. , but teleported to a place a little more than a kilometer away from the city gate.

Fortunately, the outer wall of Weywood City is tall enough, and there is a very conspicuous mage tower, otherwise it would be really difficult to tell the direction in this snowy place.

"This is the north? It's really interesting. It's completely different from Blue Winter City."

As Allen spoke, he staggered forward in the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot. He has been living in the warm and humid Angome Islands since he was born, and this is the first time he has seen the wonder of snow.

Looking at the city gate that was getting closer and closer in the distance, Henry explained with a smile: "That's right, although the climate and environment from the north of the Yunwu Mountains are similar, most people are still used to taking the city gate after passing the Bariskell Bridge. The land is called the Northland. It has the worst living environment in the entire continent, a terrifying number of monsters, and simple and sturdy folk customs. I believe this place can make you strong and mature quickly."

Allen looked at the blue sky, then at the squirrels and deer jumping up and down in the woods in the distance, with a faint smile on his face: "Northern land... I think I like this place..."

"Like? Hahahaha!" Henry laughed out loud after hearing this. "Don't jump to conclusions, son. I hope you can still say this in half a month."

Where is Northland? A resident of Silvermoon will tell you that there are countless orcs, barbarians, magical monsters, evil lycanthropes, and danger is everywhere.

Although the fire of civilization has lasted here for more than a thousand years, it is still at an absolute disadvantage, and the savage orcs have invaded almost year after year. Harsh climate and endless wilderness ruled the land, while humans, elves, halflings, and dwarves barely survived, and the population growth rate was extremely slow, and even negative growth in the event of a disaster.

Except for large cities with strong magic power like Waterdeep City and Silvermoon City, other places are basically in a state of passive defense, even Neverwinter City, which is protected by the God of Justice, is no exception.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is the largest forest in the entire Faerun continent - the highest forest, the coverage rate of wilderness and trees is as high as more than 90%, once it enters winter. Even the roads cannot be kept smooth, and the peasants living in the villages will hide in groups to take refuge inside the city walls, otherwise they cannot resist the hungry monsters and beasts at all.

Henry has every reason to believe that it won't take long for his son to experience the cruelty of life. Except for the truly ambitious and adventurers, most people come to this place to take refuge as a last resort.

"You seem to be laughing at me?" Allen asked, frowning slightly. He could keenly sense the flickering amusement in his father's eyes, and immediately felt that he was underestimated.

"No, I'm just looking forward to what kind of character you can cultivate here." Henry patted his son's immature shoulder and walked straight towards the huge city gate.

Due to the relatively tight construction schedule, the outer walls of Weywood City were built with adobe. Then it is reinforced by soil elements, so it is just ordinary sandstone, and the surface looks very unsightly.

certainly. Orcs are not a race that cares about appearance, and have not been processed or polished. If they were replaced by humans or elves, they would definitely decorate them a little bit, no matter how bad they were, they would have to make the surface look less rough.

The city gate, as always, adopts a rough and wild style. It is completely tied up by thick trees, and it seems quite unsuitable to place it above the arched city gate. There is no doubt that the simple-minded orcs never considered the issue of fire attack at all, otherwise they would never use such a wooden raft to fool things.

Silently swept across the chaotic defenses on the city wall. Henry was worried about the IQ of these guys again, and even felt that it was wrong to give them such an important place, so that they would not fall if they were besieged by a large group of enemies?

"Stop! Who are you? What is the purpose of entering Wywood City?" The orc warrior yelled when the father and son were more than ten meters away from the city gate. At the same time, the archers on the city wall drew their bows and aimed down. .

Apparently, the duo's typical spellcaster attire in robes aroused the vigilance of the soldiers on duty. Orcs are not barbarians who discriminate against magic. They understand the power of spells, and sometimes they are even willing to serve powerful and evil mages, so they should be very careful when dealing with people with magical powers.

"Don't be nervous. We are here to find Ms. Sarah Brightman. If I remember correctly, she should be in the tower in the city right now." As Henry spoke, he showed his hands out of his robe, expressing that he had no hostility .

For a spellcaster, the hands are the most protective part. Once it is revealed, it is tantamount to handing over the initiative to the other party. Because the sound can be disguised by spells, but the spell casting action cannot. Unless you've got four arms, you can't do any tricks.

The orc warrior noticed that the opponent was not holding anything strange, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, it seems that you don't look like enemies. But Ms. Sarah Brightman doesn't like strangers, how do I know you are?" Are you lying?"

"It's very simple. You can send two people to follow us. As long as you reach the gate of the mage tower, all the answers will be revealed." Henry shrugged and said. He doesn't want to reveal his identity here, otherwise Allen's journey of experience will probably end early.

"Well...it sounds reasonable." The thick orc touched his chin and nodded, then turned around and shouted: "You! And you! Follow them, and arrest them immediately if you find them lying."

"clear!"

"yes!"

Two orcs in armor responded and followed closely behind, staring at the hands of Henry and Allen all the time. They looked like very experienced fighters. They knew the weakness of mages very well, so the distance was always Stay within three meters. Within this range, most low-level mages have no time to activate magic protection.

Henry didn't care about such an offense, he just smiled and bowed, then took his son's hand and walked through the city gate. Through this incident, he found that the orcs were still very careful in checking the people who entered the city, and they would never let go of suspicious persons once they found them. Especially the few wargs lying on the edge of the city gate, even if the thieves move forward and the mage hides, it is difficult to escape their sensitive noses.

After entering the bustling street, Allen carefully looked back at the orc warrior and asked in a low voice, "Father, who is Ms. Sarah Brightman. I really wish I had never heard you mention it?"

"Hehe, she used to be a red-robed sorcerer. She fled because she failed in the struggle, and worshiped under my sect by accident. In a sense, she should be regarded as my first formal disciple. Illusionist." Henry explained while looking at the thriving shops on both sides.

"Red robe mage?" Allen's eyes lit up slightly, showing a very interested look. "The book says that they train apprentices in a very extreme way. Only the real elite can live to the moment when they put on the red robe. Is this true?"

Henry smiled and nodded: "That's right. Guys who can become official red-robed mages are often the best in their class, and they are especially good at intrigue, poisoning and assassination. You can learn from Sarah Brightman in this regard." She has two hands. She is very good at creating false appearances to deceive the enemy."

In order to be able to play a good supporting role, the mage tower is not far from the city gate, only about a few hundred meters away, and the father and son can talk to each other.

A four-story trapezoidal tower, one more floor than planned, the top of the tower is shining with silvery white light, showing that this mage tower has already stored a lot of energy, anyone who wants to make a bad idea is the last Be careful. Otherwise, the master here will teach you how to behave in minutes.

An orc warrior stepped forward and put his hands on the oval stone, and shouted respectfully: "I'm very sorry, Ms. Sarah Brightman. Two humans said they were looking for you, please come out and confirm. "

As soon as the words fell, a palm-sized eyeball suddenly appeared on the door, followed by a woman's voice from inside: "Who? Who is looking for me!"

There is no doubt that this is the voice of Sarah Brightman. It seems that she has been very careful and low-key during this period of time, not even going out unless necessary. I'm afraid that other red-robed mages will find any trace.

"It's me." Henry raised his hood slightly, revealing those iconic silver pupils.

"You?! Why are you here! Please come in!" Sarah Brightman became excited instantly, and the gate of the mage tower opened, revealing the spacious hall inside.

Putting the hood back on, Henry turned around and spread his hands at the two orc warriors in charge of surveillance: "Look. I didn't lie, you should be able to go back and report now."

"I'm really sorry. We are also doing this for the safety of the city, please don't worry about it." An orc scratched his head in embarrassment, then turned around and left with another companion, and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

"Come on, this will be your temporary home for the next two years." As Henry said, he took his son's hand and walked into the tower. Just as they crossed the threshold, the door behind them slammed With a bang, it was closed again, and at least four protective spells were activated, completely sealing it in all directions without dead ends.

Allen stared back at the densely packed magic protection with rounded eyes, his face showing unconcealable surprise. He couldn't even imagine how careful people would set up so many protections in their towers.

You must know that the mage tower itself is the safest fortress for mages. Even if you can't beat it, you can use the stored energy to summon monsters, set up traps to hold them back, and then escape directly through the portal. There is no need to spend money on a door. Such a lot of strength.

Just when the boy was guessing wildly, a bald woman with magic tattoos on her head and neck came down from the stairs, she bowed deeply to Henry and said, "Welcome, mentor. "

"Thank you, Sarah Brightman. It seems that you have made good progress recently, and you have increased your spellcasting level by two." Henry narrowed his eyes and said quite unexpectedly.

Although he left the woman a spellbook with eighth-level magic, an alchemy notebook, and several improved low-level magics before leaving, it was too much to be able to raise two levels in such a short period of time. Soon, unless some dangerous large-scale experiment is performed.

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