Night Raven Master

Chapter 28 Wizarding Laws
"Yes, among the people I teach, Lat is the most talented one." Baruto held his head high, telling how talented Art is, and from time to time, he added "as a teacher" so what Sample.

On the other side, Yate sat in the back of the car, closed his eyes and rested his mind, completely ignoring Baruto's bragging.

For Baruto's words, he felt a little disgusted.

After all, the music and lyrics have basically nothing to do with me, but I just combined the ballads and heroic hymns collected by "Yate" with the theme songs of those medieval games in my previous life.

He himself was ashamed to say that it was created by him, at most he could only use the title of "patchwork", but Nabaluto was all kinds of bragging.

Forget it, there's no need to worry about him, just like a clown.

And
Yate opened one eye and glanced at Baruto's back. The other party kept bragging about his relationship with him. Maybe he had to rely on himself to do something when he arrived in Durad County. Shire, too, needs to do something through others.

Just use him.

Just treat it as a transaction.

And Baruto, blushing and continuing to show off because of the girl Lina's adoring eyes, at the beginning he paid attention to Art's reaction, and when he found that the other party didn't express anything, his words became more and more excessive.

Baias, who was following him, could see the disgusted expression on Mr. Art's face in the carriage with the door opened at the front and rear. Coupled with what Barbaro said just now, he also understood who Baruto was.

Listening to the other party's endless boasting, Bias shook his head and walked forward: "Mr. Baruto, please be quiet, there may be wild beasts and monsters around here, and your voice will attract them .”

Hearing what Baias said, Baruto's face froze, and he cursed again in his heart, but his face was still quiet.

The sun gradually rose, and the dazzling sunlight swayed on the earth below.

Although the weather is getting colder, sitting in a carriage without a roof still makes everyone feel a little hot.

The same goes for the few people walking beside.

However, the few people who were used to walking did not look tired. When the wooden wheels of the carriage occasionally collided with a few stones, their breathing was still steady.

Under the escort of four people, the not-so-strong bad horse pulled the open carriage steadily on the dusty and muddy road—heading towards the direction of Dullard County.

As the team advanced, they were getting closer and closer to no man's land.

The so-called no-man's land is an area where people rarely come, even hunters. Of course, it cannot be compared with the extremely dangerous area deep in the Golora Forest. Relatively many, more dangerous.

However, because this is a common passage between Glora County and Durad County, people pass through here from time to time, and the passing mercenaries will also kill monsters and beasts. The danger is safer than the nearby places without roads .

Even if wild beasts or monsters appear, generally speaking, three low-ranking mercenaries can escort a few people through safely.

With Truno, the middle mercenary, the danger is a little less.

However, even so, they did not let their guard down.

The mature and pretty Sylvia rested her palm on the hilt of her sword.

Bias also turned his head and said to the people in the car: "Everyone, we are going to cross the border of Glora County and lead to Dullard County. There are many beasts and monsters here. Please keep quiet. If you find monsters or beasts by accident, please alert us immediately."

Everyone nodded. They hired a mercenary squad to escort them because they were worried about attacks by wild beasts and monsters. Of course, they would not joke about such things.

In this area, there is a raised terrain similar to hills, and they are below the raised terrain.

No, to be precise, both sides of the raised terrain were flattened by powerful forces, leaving only the raised terrain in the middle.

There are many trees growing in the flattened place.

The carriage procession advanced through the forest step by step along the road trodden by many travelers.

Lena, who was sitting on the frame, was like everyone else, with sweat constantly protruding from her forehead, leaving her face like a spring, soaking her clothes.

The clothes on her back were also soaked because of this, but because of the outermost gray leather armor, the spring light was not exposed.

But even so, this young girl who looked less than twelve or thirteen years old didn't complain at all, just like her older sister, she was always following the carriage, and she was very used to it.

While flicking the whip at the horse's butt familiarly, Lina blinked her big eyes and asked Baruto about the bard.

And Baruto, the great bard who had been bragging about his talent, past experience, and achievements just now, was leaning listlessly on the guardrail of the carriage which was not too high, like a wolfhound on a hot day. He didn't even want to say a word, so he almost stuck out his tongue and gasped for breath.

He is completely half-baked, where is there any dry goods in his stomach, facing the curious girl Lina, even talking about it until now, he has been taken out of dry goods, just responding from time to time, using hot and tired to cover himself .

However, although Lina was fooled into believing most of the various "terms" in his mouth at the beginning, under the continuous questioning, the other party's statement became more and more strange, and there were some things that were related to the things I said before. contradictory.

She has been with her elder sister in Uncle Truno's mercenary team since she was a child. She is not a little girl to be deceived. Moreover, every time she encounters a bard, she will chirp and ask, those bards face such a situation. A young girl would basically not put on a bad face. After a long time, Lina knew a lot about bards, and now she has gradually realized that this "Mr. Baruto" is a liar.

After understanding the essence of the other party, Lina curled her lips and looked at Mr. Art, who was sitting at the back and kept silent, just resting with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Rattle must have been deceived by this guy too, but because of friendship, how can such a person be of a high level if he doesn't expose him?" Lina took it for granted that she had been listening to Mr. Art's performance these days. Sing, that beautiful music is real!

The drowsy Baruto didn't notice that Lina no longer asked him, and dozed off half asleep and half awake.

The carriage was not too shaky, nor did it wake up the tired Mr. Baruto.

The Frolls also interrupted some topics along the way, but because Lina kept asking Baruto, they didn't say anything in the end, and the two leaned together, squinting their eyes to refresh themselves.

Art, who was immersed in meditation, was interrupted twice because of the noisy conversation. However, he got used to this environment and continued to meditate. Because of the sudden silence, he was not used to it. one eye.

Sylvia and Byas, who were following him on the opposite side, saw him open his eyes and smiled friendly: "We will enter the forest in a while, although it is better to leave as soon as possible, but we still need to rest Let's have something to eat."

"Okay." Arthur nodded and smiled back.

Not long after, the carriage stopped slowly, waking up the drowsy people.

Art got off the carriage, leaned against the side, and started talking with Baias, Barbaro and others:

"Uncle Barbaro, is there any danger in Dirodland? I have never left Glora County before, and I have never been to Dirod."

For this "uncle", Barbaro raised his eyebrows:
"Hey, Mr. Rattle, I'm still young. Forget it, my age is also uncle to you."

He walked to the side of the carriage, sat down with his back against the wheel, and put his hands behind his head: "Dangerous place. The castle of the noble lords is the most dangerous, and those noble lords are all spellcasters, even among extraordinary professionals , is also the best, every noble lord's castle hides many dangers."

Looking at Yate's young face, he chuckled: "Besides, those underground forces are quite dangerous. Mr. Rat, you look very young. It's best not to run outside alone at night, Golo La is not the same as Dullard, and Merenco is not the same as Diroud."

Looking at the weird smile on the corner of Barbaro's mouth, he couldn't help but think of what he heard in Ferro Town and the Sindila Tavern: "Human trafficking?"

Barbaro spread his hands: "Dilud is more prosperous than any town in Gloria, and compared to Glora, those guys are more willing to stay in a prosperous place. With the wizard master, those guys show up Don’t dare to do anything, but of course you won’t be idle in the dark, it’s quite rare in Gloria, but there will be ones in any big town in Durad.”

"That's pretty good." Byas next to him opened the mouth of the water bag, took a sip of water, wiped his mouth, and handed the water bag to Barbaro, "It's a pity that master wizards don't live in the town. Compared with those who often Much better sheriffs who hook up with the gang."

"Master Wizard can't wait to have more criminals, but their laboratory lacks a lot of materials." As he spoke, Barbaro suddenly trembled.

At this time, Yate remembered that this world was different from his original world.

As a superhuman wizard, as the ruling class, one of the laws is that in order to "avoid waste", criminals will be sent to the wizard's castle as experimental materials for nobles.

Arranged in order of severity of crime.

This law is already deeply ingrained in the minds of people in this world. Although it is a bit cruel, there is nothing wrong with it.

There is a price to be paid for crime.

However, it is a pity, because the more powerful the wizard, the psychic radiation will infect the surrounding environment, whether it is an item or a living thing, and, because of the experimental relationship, basically, whether it is a wizard apprentice or a formal wizard, it will be infected. Get out of town.

In "Yate"'s memory, there was a dungeon not far from the wizard's castle, and "Yate"'s father often picked up prisoners from there.

(End of this chapter)