this?

Looking at the huge sailboats parked densely on the ferry along the coast, both of them knew what was going on.

These days, the two of them lacked water and food, so they naturally had no energy to shake the oars, which caused the speedboat to go downstream without power and floated to Lake Moshantiel, which bordered Seleman and Sele.

The problem is that what they faced was not the shoreline of Seleman, but the shoreline of the hostile country Ser.

The little girl Shian looked difficult, "This is one of Ser's provinces - Ser's province. This province is not large in size, has poor productivity, and cannot be self-sufficient. She can only get enough food and clothing through trade with Sersk."

"Once this was a front-line fortress against Leatherman's attack. Times have passed, but now it has become an outpost for gathering troops to attack Leatherman, but it still cannot change the dilemma of the environment. It is bordered by swamps and suffered from plague."

With just a few words, Wang Fujian formed a rough impression in his mind.

It has to be said that the formed knowledge system of the Soren continent, such as mystery, construction engineering, dungeons, geography, history, place, nature, aristocratic royal family, religion, plane, etc., has a wide range of contents.

With limited energy, he could only focus on the most important thing about the mage - "mystery", which involved ancient secrets, magic traditions, mysterious emblems, mysterious words, constructed creatures, dragons, magic beasts...

And the most important thing about the pastor - "religion", involving deities, mythical history, church traditions, holy emblems, undead creatures...

Therefore, he does not know much about geography, history, and local knowledge, which is also something he needs to make up for.

"Sel is a country ruled by cruel mages." Sheen said coldly again, "The slave trade and the trade of magical goods constitute Sel's two pillars, providing them with resources to continue to study magic and conquer the world."

"This country is ruled by eight chief wizards, each of which is Sel's most powerful wizard and the most outstanding specialist wizard in the school."

"No rotation?" Wang Fujian was surprised.

"As long as they are in power, there is no need to rotate. Whether they are living or undead, they can continue to rule this country and formulate policies. The chiefs elected the "Governor" as the local chief, managing provincial affairs and serving the Red Robe Mages." The little girl replied.

Wang Fujian continued to stare at the ferry in the distance, but fortunately the sentries at the ferry did not find them.

He then turned his head and looked behind him. The end of the unattainable horizontal line was their real destination, Moshantiel City.

"Now that the two countries are in war, this giant saltwater lake has become a war zone. Even if one of our small boats can row against the current, it is still too risky."

"We have to lurk first, and then plan to return to Moshantiel, and how are the classes of Ser divided?"

This is the most difficult point in another world.

Lack of satellite navigation and surveying maps, no road tracks and car high-speed rails, etc., ordinary guides have to rely on the guidance of a ranger with excellent "survival" skills. If ordinary people go out in groups, they cannot deal with risks at all.

The little girl Shien frowned, "The Sels with free identities are divided into six classes - Red Robe Mages, Political Officials, Priests, Merchants, Soldiers, and Craftsmen and Technicians. The last level is actually better than slaves."

“Now as a war zone, we outsiders are easily considered spies.”

Wang Fujian raised the corner of his mouth, "What is Sel's intuitive image in ordinary people's imagination?"

Xien turned his head slightly and thought, trying to apply to the perspective of ordinary people, "A very evil dark empire? The cruel red-robed mage waved bloody whips and beats the slaves who had been turned into ugly monsters by spells? Listen to their painful wails as a reward for hard work."

"How did Sel become a red robed wizard?" Wang Fujian continued to ask.

Sheen pondered for several points this time, thinking about what his mother once mentioned, "Children born in Sel need to undergo a magical talent test when they are at the right age. Once they find that they have talents, they will be forced to leave their parents and become apprentices to the Red Robe Mage, and this will be the origin of their exploitation."

"After surviving the apprenticeship career, you can become a red robed mage, or continue to start a career struggling on the other end. In this process, you must do your best to master the arcane power and persist in fighting with your companions."

Wang Fujian nodded and continued to ask about the characteristics of the Red Rou Master.

In fact, after knowing Sel's impression, senses and ascending channels, as well as the ecological environment at the top and bottom levels, he already has a little understanding of this country.

"Shake in reverse." Wang Fujian said, "Rely on the water to cover it first, wait until midnight before lurking on the shore. I have to prepare some targeted spells again."

"It was okay for us to arrive at Seleman smoothly. But in this situation, even if we both can return to Seleman smoothly, the probability of being considered spies is also quite high, because the documents on us may be considered fake at any time."

The little girl Shian lowered her head. She could have used "bloodline" evidence, but she was adopted.

As for Wang Fujian, his "Bokabu" identity certificate was even stolen, and the master was still buried in the cave at this time.

It would be fine if they defected to ordinary families, but the elder whom the Midnight Lady and the little girl defected to Seleman looked absolutely not low in class, and the review during the war would never be very light.

Wang Fujian, who was in the "Fear of the Necromancer" period, had his initial idea of ​​seeking a chance to turn to the mage route.

Later, after obtaining a stronger "file scholar", he found that he had a greater demand for resources, especially when he saw the "Olin Fa Crystal" delivered by the old pastor, he realized the importance of leaning on a big tree.

If you are born in a township, you will most likely have a chance of your life to be a department level, but if you are born in a ministries and commissions, you will be surrounded by a lot of department level, which is the gap.

"After lurking in, we two hid, just like these heavens floating on the sea, we used divine magic to support us to survive."

"What?" the little girl Sheeon nodded.

"wait!"

Wang Fujian said firmly, "A country with strong folk customs will never be passively beaten. So many ships leading to Leatherman were robbed, so the normal commander would definitely come to take revenge!"

"I think this reason is insufficient. Leatherman is not a businessman's country." The little girl shook her head slightly.

Wang Fujian smiled, "Do you want a country that relies on magic trade and has concessions overseas. In essence, hostages are mortgaged in the hands of the other party. What reason do you have to rashly attack the neutral caravan?"

The little girl Sheeon suddenly realized, "So there are actually weapons transported to Leatherman in those caravans?"

"That's right." Wang Fujian nodded, "I'll just wait for a week and I can't wait for us to make plans. If the other party really comes, we will cooperate and join them before joining us. This is our letter of vote."

As he said that, he continued to watch the walls on the other side.

Under the lingering campfire, in the thick and high walls, and in the cages covered with iron fences, I don’t know how many “slaves” captured in the sea search this time were imprisoned. Their endless pain sounded throughout the sky.

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late at night.

The sentry under the coastline wall was drowsy, but when he recalled the painful touch of the whip during the day, he woke up immediately and quickly poked his companions around him. At the same time, he tightened his spear in his hand and carefully scanned the surroundings.

As the night invaded, his vision was limited, so he could only comfort himself and wait for another two hours to hold on.

Deep in the grass even further away, two figures, one big and one small, wearing black tights, were lurking down, silently observing everything in front of them.

"Unless we put down the other party, we can't get in." The little girl Xien struggled. They didn't have much architectural knowledge and it was difficult to directly see the weak flaws of these city towers.

"But if you are knocked down, the city will definitely be searched on a large scale, which will ensure that you will be able to break down and avoid disturbances with one blow." She immediately fell into trouble. "If it weren't for the double sentinel mode, you could use the magic sound technique to dig the tiger away from the mountain."

Wang Fujian waved his hand gently, "Magic is more than that."

The next moment he pinched the magic seal with one hand, lowered his voice and sang a spell—

"Disguise!"

This mage's arcane technique instantly blew out of Wang Fujian's body. After these illusory fogs were attached to him, it seemed like a re-splitting-

Slowly, he turned into a "red robed wizard" with a bare head, a mysterious magic tattoo on his face, a red gold-inlaid robe, and a one-meter-long staff in his hand.
Chapter completed!