Two days later, a caravan pulled by several robust camels slowly traversed the official road of the harbor city.
In the lavishly decorated carriage at the front of the caravan, an elderly Wizard gazed out of the window, scrutinizing the architectural layout of the entire city.
"Mr. Tic, do you think it's really possible that this continent could be spherical?" Beside him, a handsomely dressed male wizard was curiously inquiring as he watched a Gold Coin and a copper coin spinning in his hand.
"Luo'er, until we have thorough verification, I'm afraid no one can truly confirm or refute this conjecture…" It took Tic a long while to shift his gaze away from the rows of uniformly long and wide houses, and then he continued.
"Rumors within the council say that a legendary Wizard, well-versed in elemental magic, upon hearing this conjecture, prepared to use a flight spell to ascend to great heights to confirm whether the continent is round or flat…"
