The road paved with long stones is far flatter than Ender imagined.

The Eastern Celestial Empire on Earth also has some buildings known as ancient towns (usually the so-called modern ancient towns that were later restored). In these ancient towns, in order to imitate the antiques, the roads are often paved with long stones.

But no matter what, even if it is built with modern technology, this kind of road paved with long stones still has its limits - as long as there are more people walking, it will always become uneven.

But now, as the carriage drove through the road in Grae City, Ander could hardly feel any bumps—even the tea that Emilya poured for the two of them stayed in the teacup smoothly, with only a few ripples.

"Sir Rodney, is the road in Grae Town so smooth?" Ander asked curiously.

"Haha, Sir Ander, if you don't come out for a walk, how could you know how big the world is? Gra City is the heart of the Northland. Every year, you spend at least five thousand gold coins on renovating city roads. Moreover, the people responsible for maintaining the roads here are not ordinary people, they are all low-level spellcasters!"

Sir Rodney whispered to Ender.

"Low-level caster maintains the road?" Ender was shocked.

To be honest, there are also spellcasters in Leicester Town, one is the priest Angelu of the God of Battle, and the other is the doctor of the town, Mr. Laketon.

Although these two are not nobles, they have a superior position in the town and have an influence that is greater than most of the knights and lords in Leicester territory.

But in terms of actual spell casting ability, they are actually just low-level spell casters - among them, Pastor Angelu still benefited from the light of God, and he casts divine arts, not orthodox spell casters.

In Gra City, a small position in charge of road maintenance is actually on the same level as them?

While the two were talking, the carriage continued to move forward.

After walking through several streets and turning three or four turns, the carriage finally stopped in front of a hotel.

The hotel is divided into four floors, with white exterior walls all over the body, which is a rare building. On the wall next to the gate, there are exquisite reliefs carved with the earth sweeping by wind and snow.

"We arrived, and this is the best hotel in Grae City - White Wind and Snow."

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"Banke, follow me, see more and talk less, do you understand?"

Sanetti changed into a wolf-skin cloak and wore shabby leather armor and walked out of the camp. As he walked, he reminded his fellow travelers around him.

"I will shut my mouth tightly," Bank assured.

He also changed into leather armor, the hem of the wolf-skin cloak covered with a ragged appearance, and Sanetti looked like two unsuccessful adventurers.

I don’t know how many adventurers in this outfit are in Hanfeng Town outside Grae.

Although Grae City requires caravans, it will not allow the armed forces of foreign caravans to enter the city. However, mercenaries or caravan guards also need a place to relax. Therefore, outside Grae City, some merchants specializing in these businesses emerged.

Over time, a cold wind town was formed outside the city of Gra, which was specially designed for those who were inconvenient to enter the city.

The cold wind is mixed with dragons and snakes, and the people who appear mainly small merchants, mercenaries, adventurers and prostitutes.

Taverns, brothels, casinos and pawn shops are the mainstream here.

Even in such a small town, it is impossible to allow a caravan of six or seven hundred people to enter. Instead, a piece of open space outside the town is set up to let the caravan station itself. People in the caravan can enter and exit the town freely. As long as they are fully armed, they will be like facing a great enemy. No one will care about you if they bring a knife or something.

"The Winter Wolf Tavern should be here."

Sanetti looked at the wolf-headed specimens hanging outside the tavern gate and said to himself.

Pushing open the thick wooden door, a heat rushes into your face.

The people in the tavern were noisy. At first glance, the tavern, which is quite large, was crowded with people.

Zanetti was in front and Bank followed behind, and the two finally squeezed to the bar.

"There are two raw faces. How about it? Do you want a drink?" The bartender standing at the bar counter, with wide shoulders, thick back, big waist, and a wooden stick as thick as a duck egg, was placed on his hand.

But this is not uncommon. Taverns like this that specialize in adventurers and mercenaries' businesses must always be wary of people getting drunk and starting a fight. It is reasonable for the service staff to prepare wooden sticks at hand.

"Hey, man, give us two exciting cups!" Zanetti's thumb flicked, and a small silver coin turned around and landed on the bar.

"Add rye wine?" said the bartender with a meaty face, stretching out his big hand to touch the bar, and the silver coins disappeared silently.

"Don't add red blood powder, just white ice flowers."

"OK."

Red blood powder and white ice flowers are both powdery additives that can effectively amplify the alcohol and make people drunk faster.

Of course, truly rich adventurers wouldn't do that, they would rather drink more wine.

But adventurers who are short of money often ask for these things to be added, so that the effect of a glass of wine can be as good as two glasses.

(In addition, adding red blood powder can make the wine warmer faster while adding white ice flowers will make the rye feel smoother.)

"Your business is very good." Sanetti asked casually when the wine glass was put on the bar.

"It's just average. Only in the beginning of spring will the caravans gather here, so there will be more people here. Where did you come from?" The bartender with a fat face moved the stick closer to him, and then replied.

"We came with the caravan led by Leicester. It's so unlucky. Those who didn't come last year ran away and were caught in the territory war over there, almost losing their lives." Sanetti took a sip of wine, put the wine glass on the bar and sighed.

"Ha, being able to survive means you are lucky. Why, it depends on how much money you didn't make?" The bartender comforted him after hearing Sanetti's complaint.

However, war is the easiest time for mercenaries and adventurers to get rich. As long as they survive, they should not be able to survive so badly.

"Yes, living is more important than anything else. We originally had a lot of money to make, but the problem is that we stand on the side of the loser-" Sanetti sighed and took another sip of wine.

"Brother, it's already good that you can run to Gra City with all your strength on the side of the loser."

"Is there any opportunity to make a lot of money here?" Putting down the wine glass, Sanetti pressed a large silver coin with his fingers and pushed it towards the bartender.

In his words, he deliberately added to the tone of "making a lot of money".

The bartender pressed his fingers on one side of the big silver coin, but Sanetti did not let go of his hand, but stared in his eyes.

The bartender repeated Sanetti's words: "Make 'big' money?"

"Yeah!" Sanetti nodded, still pressing half of the big silver coin.

"Then you have to go and talk to Old Tom when you sit there, and say that it was the bartender Standy who asked you to find him--the old man wearing a red hat and a scar on the back of his hand was Old Tom."

After the bartender said that, Sanetti's fingers also relaxed.

The Shadow Guild is not an open industry. They will not open a store with a sign and open a public business.

In such taverns that receive visitors from all directions, they often have their semi-public informants.

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Like the Bluetail Hotel in Leicester, the White Snow Hotel has the background of the Ottore family and only accepts nobles and people with status.

Lords like Ander are not a big shot among the guests of the White Snow Hotel, but the basic treatment of nobles is still available and they are given priority in the luxurious suite on the third floor of the hotel.

Of course, Ender lived in the master bedroom, and Emilia was his butler, living in the outer room of this room.

The carriage and the coachman were taken to the place where the servants lived and settled.

"Andand, let's go out for a walk!"

As soon as I put the things on, Amilia couldn't wait to run over, trying to pull Ender out for a walk.

Although Amilia is the eldest daughter of the Locove family, the first thing is that the Berserker profession of the Locove family is unique among the nobles and is really not very sociable; secondly, the Locove family is located at the northernmost part of the four northern lords, so it is really inconvenient to come to Gra City.

So Emilya has never seen what a city looks like before.

Out of courtesy, Ender still spoke to Sir Rodney.

"You go, I have to visit a few old friends later, so I won't be with you anymore. I'll let Roth accompany you around, he is very familiar with the city of Gra."

Sir Rodney waved his hand and greeted a middle-aged servant, asking him to accompany Ander and Emilia to visit the city of Gra.

"By the way, you'll take my carriage to visit. Although your carriage is comfortable, it's simple to look. It's okay for long-distance travel, but it will be ridiculed in Gras."

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"Gra City is centered on the Frost Tower. Except for the central area where the Frost Tower is located, the others can be divided into five districts."

The carriage drove out of the White Snow Hotel, and Roth introduced the scenery outside the carriage to Andr and Emilia.

"Unless someone invites you specifically, it is best not to get close to the central area." Rotter introduced.

Ender nodded, not to mention that no one invited him, even if someone invited him, he wouldn't want to go.

That is the mage tower. It is said that the mage tower is not only the mage's residence, but also has great power. For mages in the mage tower, it is common to challenge higher-level levels.

In the past, Ende was quite skeptical of this statement, but now seeing the real mage tower, Ende said that this is definitely not a legend.

In the eyes of others, this is just a miraculous building.

In the perspective of Ender's activation of "God will", the invisible terrifying force field slowly flows with the Frost Mage Tower as the core. The huge force covers a radius of thousands of meters, and the height is even more difficult to measure - even the clouds are affected, and it seems that the range of this force field can be at least four or five thousand meters.

The shape of this force field should be the same as the conical mage tower.

Inside the White Snow Hotel, there is also a weak force field that faintly echoes the force field of the Frost Mage Tower over there, and even the frequency of the force field fluctuations is exactly the same.

Affected by this force field, in the White Snow Hotel, Ander's perception of the outside world was greatly compressed.

Then, Knight Wendy looked up at the person in the carriage, but saw a scene that surprised him even more.

There was a small and short arrow foot long on the girl's shoulder. The short arrow slowly retreated from the girl's shoulder. Suddenly, with a "poof" sound, it fell on the carriage carpet.

This short arrow is green in clusters, with two barbs on the left and right. Judging from the color, it is clearly dipped in a highly poisonous way.

Then, a wisp of light green liquid overflowed from the girl's shoulders, dyeing the white clothes into a light green. However, soon, as the green toxins flowed out, blood flowed out.

After the blood was shed, the boy behind the girl pulled his hands away, and his left hand drew a circle like lightning. A piece of clothing on the girl's shoulder suddenly fell, revealing a bloody wound.
Chapter completed!