In a quiet corner, Athir led the horse quietly as he walked forward, his face calm without any disturbance.
His attitude seemed to have angered the scarred man behind him, causing his face to twist and he roared, "I told you to stop, you bastard, did you hear me?!"
As his words fell again, Athir's footsteps paused slightly.
He sighed in his heart, turned around silently and looked at the scarred man behind him.
The other person's eyes were now fixed on his two horses and the luggage on them.
In a sense, this person is quite discerning.
Athir's horse was bought from the academy. It was a breed specially bred by some apprentices in the academy for experiments. Although it did not have the blood of demonized creatures, with the means of wizards, the horses bred were absolutely excellent. In the eyes of people who really knew the value of things, each horse was worth at least thousands of gold coins.
Although the horse had not been groomed for a long time and looked a little dirty after more than half a month of traveling and bumpy ride, its excellent physique was still there, and it was definitely much better than the warhorses of ordinary knights.
"Yeah, a foreigner."
After Athir turned around, the scarred man looked at his appearance. His eyes lit up, he licked the knife with his tongue, then quickly walked to Athir with a ferocious smile on his face: You give me...
bump!!
Before he could finish his words, he flew backwards, spit out a large amount of blood from his mouth, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"you!!"
Blood kept coming out of his mouth, and there was suddenly a dent in his chest. He barely raised his head and looked at Athir in disbelief.
"Sith Boss!!"
Seeing his appearance, two accomplices behind him exclaimed, hurriedly walked to the front and helped him up, looking at Athir with some fear.
By now, they had realized that they had made a mistake. The thin-looking young man in front of them was obviously a powerful warrior, at least at the level of a knight's apprentice, and was not someone they could afford to mess with.
Looking at their appearance, Athir glanced around casually.
In front of the hotel, a blonde girl and a middle-aged woman quickly ran to the middle-aged man who had fallen down before. They carefully helped him up while looking in the direction of Athir with expectant eyes, as if they were expecting something.
No matter how disappointed they were, Atier simply glanced around and then led his horse directly and walked silently to the other side, with no intention of getting rid of these people.
Atier had no intention of meddling in other people's affairs. The reason he took action just now was because the other party took the initiative to provoke him.
As for the scarred man, in order to avoid trouble, Athir did not kill him immediately. Although he was knocked away, he did not look seriously injured and would be able to recover after a while.
But in fact, with that punch just now, some organs in the opponent's body had been broken by Athir. Although he looked fine on the outside, as time passed, after more than ten days, he would still not escape death.
But by that time, Athir had already left the city.
Quietly leaving this corner, Athir soon found a new guide.
Under the other party's guidance, Athir came to a hotel that looked much more spacious and moved in directly.
At night, he left the city alone and came to an abandoned village in the wild.
"There is a slight fluctuation of mana. It looks like this is the place."
Sensing the faint fluctuations coming from the village, Athir nodded, put away the map in his hand, and walked straight in.
As you walk in, you'll feel a strange haziness, along with a faint light and a lot of messy information.
"Hallucination?" Athir said to himself as he felt the changes around him.
A small magic circle has been set up in this village. If ordinary people pass by here and choose to move forward into the village, they will fall into an illusion.
As for wizard apprentices, since their mental strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, they will not be affected by these simple illusions even without targeted means.
After a while, Athir walked to the center of the village.
There, a little light was flickering and jumping there, looking like the effect of a spell.
This is for both lighting and to deliberately emit magical fluctuations to alert apprentices passing by.
"A spell formed by concentrating light energy particles through a specific structural combination."
Looking at the flames around him, Athir showed an interested expression on his face: "Although it has no lethality, it can continuously emit weak mana fluctuations, and it lasts for a long time."
After observing the spell, he looked away.
Next to the flame was a staircase leading downwards, but no one knew where it would lead to.
Looking at the stairs, Athir walked straight down.
There was light shining all the way, and soon, Athir reached the end of the stairs, where two apprentices were standing there.
"Welcome, strange apprentice."
Looking at Athir, the apprentice in front said, "This is the market of the Sivara family. When trading here, you must abide by the basic rules."
"I see."
Athir nodded and walked inside.
As we walked in, the light around us started to brighten, and we saw some people walking around.
Standing there, Atier observed his surroundings for a while and found that the quality of the apprentices here was obviously lower than that in the academy.
Most of those walking around were first-class apprentices, and the number of second-class apprentices only accounted for a small portion.
As for the third-class apprentices, Atier took a casual look and found that among the twenty or so apprentices around him, only an old man in a red robe had a radiation source that barely reached the third class. The rest were far behind.
But Athir didn't care about this and walked straight in.
There are some shops opened in front, selling various valuable things.
However, what made Athir speechless was that most of the things sold there were not related to wizards. There were very few materials and resources that could be used by wizards, and most of the prices were a bit more expensive than in the academy.
This also has to do with the surrounding environment.
Although the Principality of Allen is huge, there is no wizard organization in the country. Most of the wizards are from certain schools or even wild wizards.
Without the existence of a wizarding organization, many resources cannot be produced stably, and the prices of some things will naturally rise.
Around him, Athir saw some low-level apprentices whispering to each other, and they seemed to have mentioned Uraldo College in their conversation.
Hearing this, his expression changed and he walked directly to the corner and grabbed a first-class apprentice who looked very thin.
"Hello, I just heard you talking about Urardo College. Is there anything going on there?"
Walking up to the apprentice, Atier had a smile on his face, took out a magic stone with his right hand, looked at him and asked.
On the opposite side, the apprentice was a little dazed when he saw Athir suddenly grabbing him, but he reacted quickly when he saw the magic stone handed to him by Athir.
"Don't you know yet?"
After taking the magic stone, the apprentice looked at Athir with a surprised look: "This matter has already spread by now, and you don't know about it at all?"
"I'm sorry, I'm a wizard from a certain school. I've been studying with my teacher in the no-man's land until recently."
Looking at the other party, Atier explained without changing his expression.
"Okay!" After listening to Athir's words, the apprentice shrugged and explained to him: "Some time ago, a wizard secret realm left over from the glorious era was discovered in the dividing area between the southern continent and the northern plains. It is said that it has a history of nearly ten thousand years."
"After consultation, several wizard organizations including Urardo Academy, House of Achela, and Chimodo Academy decided to open the secret realm. It is said that any apprentice below the level of a formal wizard can enter, and they only need to pay half of the resources obtained from the exploration, and the rest is all theirs."
After a pause, he said with some regret: "This matter has spread all over the area, and apprentices from all over are heading towards those academies. If I weren't busy getting promoted to a second-class apprentice, I might have gone over to take a look."
"Do you have any more questions?"
Having said that, he looked at Athir and asked.
"Is there any place here where we can exchange spell templates?" Athir asked.
"Spell templates? Those are treasures of every school. How can they be easily traded?"
Speaking of spell templates, the apprentice in front of him shook his head repeatedly: "However, there is a small auction house in the center of the market. Occasionally, there are some precious items auctioned there, and there may be spell templates."
"However, to enter the center of the market, you need to be at least a second-class apprentice, or show an item of sufficient value."
"Thank you." Hearing this, Athir nodded, then turned around and walked towards the center of the market.
This underground area covers a large area. It took Athir a long time to walk here and reach another big door.
"Apprentice, please show me your proof."
There were two apprentices in black and red robes standing in front of him. After seeing Athir's figure from afar, one of them stepped out and spoke.
In response, Athir said nothing and directly released the magical power fluctuations in his body.
The two people guarding the camp in front were also second-class apprentices. After sensing the fluctuations of magic power from Athir, they directly opened the door and let Athir in.
"I am able to have two second-class apprentices guarding the gate. I hope this place will not disappoint me."
Walking in, feeling the aura of the two apprentices outside, Atier said to himself.
Compared to the outside world, the number of apprentices here was much less, but the quality had improved all of a sudden. The number of second- and third-class apprentices accounted for the majority, while first-class apprentices suddenly became very rare.
There are also some shops around, but compared to outside, the things sold here are obviously much more valuable.
After wandering around for a while, Athir walked into the only pharmacy.
(End of this chapter)