Some time later, in the middle of Violet Street, in front of the Violet Tower, a magician wearing a gorgeous purple-black robe stood at the gate while pushing open the closed door and nodded to Duan Qing: "

Thank you for sending her back again."

"Uh, that..."

"As a thank you for eight hundred gold coins, we will deliver it to you soon."

The voice was still full of politeness, but the face of the magician who was sending Duan Qing out here still had an expressionless face: "You live over there at Wind Eagle, right?"

"You, how do you know?"

"The Council of Mages will remember your kindness."

Without answering the other party's question, the magician then closed the iron door in front of him: "May the power of the elements protect your future path."

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet, wait"

boom.

The sound of the heavy iron door then completely separated the line of sight between Duan Qing and the magician. At the same time, it also blocked the figure of "Kasha" standing in front of the tower from Duan Qing's field of vision.

Outside, Duan Qing, who was staring in that direction, took two steps back helplessly, and at the same time put his hands on his hips and let out a long breath: "What happened today."

"I always get turned away at times like this."

He raised his head and looked at the tall stone tower in front of him. As his sight extended, the lavender tower gradually extended into the sun-filled blue sky. There was magic in there.

The runes carry the horizontal magic circle that is constantly wrapped around the tower, constantly rotating within the established circular orbit. The buzzing sound unique to magic is also accompanied by Duan Qing's mental induction, and it moves like a sea.

The majestic momentum is constantly beating along the magic lines towards the surroundings. As the distance from the tower gets closer, the noise that has been filling Violet Street becomes more and more intense as the number of street vendors decreases.

There are fewer and fewer. They seem to be afraid of this high tower. Apart from passing by quickly, the only thing left is to glance at the magicians who come and go around this high tower. Some of them are in a hurry, and some of them are in a hurry.

They walked into the strange-shaped magic cabins opposite the tower while talking and laughing. The owners of the gorgeously dressed magic cabins also appeared at the door of those cabins from time to time, welcoming them with unbearable enthusiasm.

The gold lord in the tower.

Of course, there are also some players who come and go here.

"Boss, I need an appraisal...not a mage appraisal, but an item appraisal!"

"How much does this magic robe cost? What, twenty thousand gold coins? Yes, can it be cheaper?"

"What happened to the magic gems I left with you last time? They must have been sold, right? I need some cash now, so... a 10% handling fee? Are you a black shop here?"

"Return! I want to return it! That's right, it's the Yunge Staff! It doesn't have the ability to control the weather as you said!"

It seems...this is not a place where ordinary people can hang out.

"This brother..."

A weak voice of inquiry then sounded behind Duan Qing, pulling his eyes back from looking around the magic houses. Duan Qing, who turned around, then looked at the player rubbing his hands in front of him and said,

Face pointed to his nose in confusion: "Call me?"

"Yes, yes, that's you." The player nodded hurriedly: "You are... a magician, right?"

"What is wrong with me?"

"this and that……"

Looking at the gray robe on Duan Qing's body, the player scratched his cheek: "Excuse me..."
Chapter completed!