Although this stone building created temporarily by magic is not spacious, the height of more than ten meters is divided into two floors, which is enough for everyone to enter and rest, including those war horses.

The carriage and supplies were naturally placed outside. The whistling wind sounded outside. As long as you listen, you would know how cold it was outside now. Now that this big stone house created by magic came out, everyone stayed inside. Although they dare not say that it was as warm as spring, they were much warmer, at least they didn't have to compete with the cold wind.

The cavalry took out some supplies, fed their own war horses and fodder, and then ate cold dry food. The etiquette officials also ate some food casually, and then started talking to each other. Although everyone suppressed their voices, after all, there were too many people, which seemed a little noisy.

There are many people and horses. Some war horses begin to excrete feces. The smell in the big stone house begins to become rich and strange. Although there are several ventilation openings above the building, there is still no way to expel the internal odor as soon as possible.

But Beta had his own way. He activated a small magic barrier around him to isolate the odor.

The barrier was not big, but there was no problem with a few people sitting inside and chatting. Shirley, Sophia, and Jessica were naturally there, and Faxiu was very clever and salivating, and squeezed in, which forced Beta to expand the barrier a little.

"It seems that you must bring a magician with you when you go out in the future." Faxiu glanced at Shirley, then quickly looked away. This look of a thief with a thief but not a thief's courage made people feel funny.

Beta shook his head: "It's a bit difficult. Turning mud into stone, and making stone into mud is not a powerful magic, but to achieve Shirley's level, it's not enough to be able to do it. And most importantly, under normal circumstances, master-level magicians will not just follow the army to patrol the outside overnight."

Fad should not think about it. All the magicians are above the top. Those with poor strength are willing to follow the army, but they cannot build such temporary garages. Those with strong strength have their own industries or networks, and they do not need to sell their labor and can obtain a lot of resources.

Shirley was a little tired, and she suddenly created such a big formation, even if she was a divine creature, she couldn't stand it.

She laid her head on Beta's shoulder and fell asleep in a daze. Soon, Susan came over with a middle-aged man.

The man was wearing a black robe and gray hair. His age was very subtle. It was okay for middle-aged people, and it was the same as the elderly. It was just that it was hard to describe.

Susan waved outside the barrier, and Beta invited the two of them in.

This man is worthy of being the etiquette officer. As soon as he came in, he bent down and bowed, which was very standard. He also said, "Your Excellency, your female companion just now allowed us to see a scene comparable to a miracle, so I have some ideas."

"Please say it."

"Since we can have this ability to station anywhere, maybe we don't have to pass Udabri, we can go around its borders and directly reach the Frost Star Kingdom."

Udabri and Holevin are enemy countries. Although there are unspoken rules for not killing envoys, this matter is not absolute. Now that an envoy has disappeared, it is not strange that another envoy has disappeared. If you can bypass Udabri and directly reach the Frost Star Kingdom, it is a good choice.

Beta thought for a while and said, "It's just that I don't know how to get from Udabri's border to Frost Star Kingdom."

"Don't worry, you, I know." The etiquette officer said with a smile, looking like he showed his merits.

If Kyle was here, he would definitely be very happy to hear this. But Beta didn't. He knew very well that many times people's hearts were separated from their stomachs, and you didn't know what the other party was thinking, whether it was good or bad.

Beta only believed half of the words of this etiquette officer, and the other half was because he had to be responsible for the lives of the entire mission and everyone, and the doubts brought about by him.

"So, do you have a map?"

"The map does not have it, but it is all recorded here." The etiquette official pointed to his head.

When Beta heard this, he felt even more unreliable. He knew very well that most of the time, memory is the most unreliable thing for people. Therefore, there is a saying that a bad pen is better than a good memory.

In the game, Beta only participated in mercenary activities in the past few years, and spent the next few years with the territory. Therefore, he did not understand how the border between Ubud Dali and Frost Star Kingdom should be circulated.

Besides, the maps in the game are not very accurate. Even if you look at the general idea and don’t know the details, many places will be dead ends or dead ends.

"Please sit down." Beta looked at the other party curiously: "You are a ritual officer and have also walked through the border line before?"

The etiquette official smiled flatteringly and said, "Before I was thirty years old, I was a businessman."

"A businessman walking on the border?" Beta smiled slightly: "It's a smuggler."

If it is a smuggling merchant, it is not strange to remember to connect to the route map.

The etiquette officer was not embarrassed, he smiled and said, "I can't hide it from you. Indeed, I used to be a smuggler. After making some money, I found someone to learn writing and etiquette, and spent some money to become an etiquette officer."

This is not a good life experience. The etiquette officer said this, with the original intention of winning the Beta.

Beta gently patted his knees with his palms twice before saying, "So, what do you want to get when you provide the route?"

"No, I just want to do something for the envoys." The etiquette officer smiled noblely.

Beta continued: "You have been a businessman for decades, and even if you are a ritual officer now, your essence is still a businessman. If you come and tell me the route, you will have something to ask for."

The etiquette officer was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Indeed, if the mission of this envoy can be successful, after returning, I hope you can teach my son the magic."

Beta shook his head: "This is too expensive."

Just kidding! Elite-level magicians need to teach a student that charges at least twenty gold coins per month. Master-level spellcasters like him teach students that they can get fifty gold coins per month. Moreover, learning magic is not something that can be done overnight. Those who can afford to be a teacher are either real nobles or royal families.

In fact, money is not a problem. The problem is that Beta doesn’t have much time to distract from teaching other students.

The etiquette officer thought for a while and said, "Can I ask Shirley to teach my son this magic of creating a house?"

Beta still shook his head.

The etiquette officer gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I will still draw the road map for you."

"It's not that he is unwilling to teach, but that he may not be able to learn. Even if he learns, he will not be able to do this level." Beta said slowly: "There are many gaps between people."

The etiquette officer wanted to say something, but Beta suddenly stood up, waved his hand to calm everyone down, and then closed his eyes.

Joan of Arc was still hovering in the air at this time. Looking from its sight, he could see a long team slowly moving towards their direction.
Chapter completed!