Templar Sun King

Chapter 5 Camp
"Sir, we are about two days away from Falcon City. When you arrive in the city, sir, you must taste the Casso red wine produced in Falcon City. It is very famous in the Federation of Seven Cities."

Originally, Arras wanted to recommend the strong rum in Falcon City to Adam. He had an agreement with a guy in charge of selling rum that every customer could get a small commission.

However, considering that mages prefer to keep a clear mind at all times, Arras had to switch to red wine.

This made him feel very sorry, knowing that mages were basically not so poor.

In other words, the profession of mage is destined to achieve the achievements that ordinary people need to work hard for ten years or even a lifetime, whether it is social status or wealth and power.

But the fact is just the opposite. As Adam who came to a new universe and just came out of the sanctuary space, he didn't have any money on him.The only things that can be exchanged for coins are probably the crops waiting to be harvested on the Templar's farm.

Thinking of this, Adam was a little depressed, and he was not interested in Arras's recommendation. He nodded slightly to show that he had heard it, and then moved on.

Arras saw that Adam didn't seem to be interested in these things, so he wisely stopped talking, and quietly closed his mouth, while thinking about a topic that the mage might be interested in.

At this time, it was already half a day after the ogre incident, and the sky gradually darkened.

Under Adam's healing technique, Arras was able to move freely. Although he still felt pain from time to time in his left arm and ribs, no one would believe that he really suffered from a broken bone just half a day ago.

You are a lucky guy, Arras said to himself in his heart.He enjoyed the treatment of a mage, and in return he only needed to bring the young mysterious mage in front of him to the nearest Falcon City.

It's not uncommon to walk with a mage, but when the mage is someone who can cast magical healing spells, everything is different.So Arras kept thinking about topics that Adam might be interested in along the way, trying to narrow the distance between the two parties.

Although sometimes what Arras said was not what Adam wanted to hear, Adam did not get nothing during this half day.

Thanks to Arras' excellent conversation skills, Adam learned enough information from him in just a short while.

Facing Adam's question, Arras didn't feel any hesitation. Perhaps he was really grateful for Adam's rescue. He didn't need Adam to ask further questions, so he already told Adam some relevant news by analogy.

For example, the place where Adam descended was a huge island called Celtic, and the place where he is now is close to the sphere of influence of Falcon City in the Federation of Seven Cities.

The Federation of Seven Cities and the Council of Southern Nobles are the two major powers on this huge Celtic island, ruling the north and the south respectively.

Adam remembers just asking what the nearest city was.The considerate Arras not only told Adam the answer, but also derived the Seven Cities Federation and the Southern Noble Council from Falcon City.

Another example is information about occupations, which is also the part that Adam is most concerned about.

To be honest, before meeting Arras, the hapless adventurer, Adam had made several plans in his mind.If this is a world of technology, how should he bring the Sanctuary into society.If it is a fantasy world, how should he make full use of the advantages of the temple.

Adam, a member of the pre-modern society in the technological world, has enough understanding that things like proof of identity can give him a headache for a while.This is not counting the various types of arms recruited.

So when he saw Arras, Adam finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally had a conclusion about the type of world, thank God, this is a fantasy world, the ogre that was attacking Arras is the best proof.

The sanctuary and the fantasy world couldn't be more compatible!

Afterwards, as Adam expected, according to Arras' information, this world is not much different from the fantasy world in Adam's mind. Power-type fighters and spell-type mages constitute the most important professional system in the entire world.According to Arras, he is now a warrior of the Black Iron rank.

No matter what kind of occupation system it is, it is roughly divided into four ranks: black iron, bronze, silver, and gold.

As for whether the golden rank is the end of the professional system, Aras himself is not very clear about it due to the low strength of his black iron rank.

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"Sir, do we still need to go on the road at night? I know there is an abandoned camp ahead. If you need it, sir, you can take a rest." Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Arras took the initiative to play the role of guide.

"It's just right, let's take a rest." After walking for a whole afternoon, Adam also felt a little tired. For the first time, he missed the big soft bed so much.

About half an hour later, Adam and his party finally came to the deserted camp that Arras said.A simple camp made of ordinary stones, although it has been abandoned for many years, can at least provide a place for adventurers to rest temporarily, and more importantly, it can shelter from wind and rain.

There are two piles of bonfires in the camp at this time, which can be seen from a distance in the dark night.Obviously, two groups of people in the camp had rested here.

If it was normal, according to Arras' cautious personality, he would never take the initiative to enter the camp, and he might find a place near the camp for the night.But now he was a mage's guide, so Arras walked into the camp without fear.

At this time, the two groups of people who were resting in the camp also cast their sights on the entrance of the camp. The first person to enter the camp was a somewhat embarrassed adventurer with low strength and no danger.

the second……

The first thing that caught their eyes was a handsome face with short blond hair and blue pupils. There was no doubt that this was a very handsome young man.

What really made the two groups of people serious was the flaxen magic robe on the young man. This kind of attire was naturally a mage, and a very young mage at that.

In the end, seven warriors came in one by one, uniformly dressed, full of energy, and focused all their attention on the young mage.It seems that as long as there is any change, they will immediately protect the young mage.

Adam and his party found an empty seat in the camp and sat down. Arras put together the dry firewood he had collected on the road and lit a bonfire.Sitting around the campfire, Adam finally had the time to look carefully at the two groups of people in the camp.

On the left are seven adventurers, talking and laughing in low voices, and seeing the daggers and long swords on their waists and backs, they know that they are a group of warriors.An unknown beast is roasting on their bonfire, emitting a tempting aroma under the lick|lick of the tongue of fire.

There are slightly fewer people on the right, only four people, one of them is a fat man in very fine clothes, with a bloated figure, his head is almost bigger than the head of the ogre killed by the militia this afternoon.

Adam felt a hint of dark energy on his body, very faint, if it wasn't for Adam being a priest in the sanctuary space, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

There is also a middle-aged man wearing a robe with several flame patterns embroidered on it.After Arras' introduction in the afternoon, when Adam saw him, he had already reflected that this was a mage, and a mage who was good at fire magic.

When Adam was observing the middle-aged mage, the middle-aged mage also looked towards Adam.But his target was not Adam, but Arras sitting near Adam.

The middle-aged mage walked up to the fat man and whispered something in his ear, then Adam saw the fat man raised his head and looked in this direction.

At this time Arras also saw a group of fat people resting on the right side of the camp, their faces turned pale.

"You know them?" Adam asked.

Aras nodded with a pale face, "That fat man is my employer for this mission, but he ran away alone halfway."

At this time, the fat man gave some instructions to the other two soldiers, and the two soldiers got up and walked towards Arras.

The whole camp seemed to be quiet for a moment.

(End of this chapter)