My Magic Age

Life in the airport town is not divided by day and night.

This is the largest distribution center for materials in the imperial capital. Airships from all over the country are constantly arriving at the imperial capital. As long as the laborers guarding the airport dock have enough strength, they can get work at any time.

At night, the streets of the airport town are brightly lit, and people are constantly coming and going in taverns, shops, hotels and carriage shops. Those merchants who come from all over the country will arrange their itineraries to the imperial capital before dawn.

Many taverns in the airport town are only allowed to open at night. From cheap beer to high-end golden apple wine, from rough and unrestrained tavern proprietresses to beautiful and charming dancers, from rough scones to fresh and juicy barbecue, as long as you have silver coins in your pocket, there are many things you can buy here.

After the duel with William, because of the heavy rain, the thunder and lightning power in his body was full again.

This time I came to the airport town to open the portal in the warehouse and transport the last batch of light steel rails to Xinliu Valley. In addition, I have to prepare enough magic pattern spider silk ingots for Lady Alia. This trip to the Vashj plane will take at least two or three months there, as long as I return before the coming-of-age ceremony.

Only more than a hundred orc warriors in Xinliu Valley can freely pass through this portal.

These orc warriors have gone through the battle of clearing goblins in the underground caves of Xinliu Valley, and later experienced the battle of Trum on the Yello plane. They have quickly grown into qualified orc warriors.

This time I brought thirty-six sets of hard leather armor made of swamp giant crocodiles from the imperial capital. The owner of the leather shop in the trading hall on the first floor of the Tower of Pride used twenty-three pieces of swamp giant crocodile leather to make thirty-six sets of hard leather armor. It is hard to imagine how he did it.

Kalancuo stood on the wooden box where the hard leather armor was placed and directed the group of orc warriors to move the light steel rails into Xinliu Valley.

In order to keep the portal open as long as possible, the portal is not very big and can only allow one person to pass through.

After several experiments, the most effective way to transport the goods is for the orc warriors to stand in a row and pass the goods in one by one.

It may be very difficult for an orc warrior to lift a light steel rail weighing more than 700 kilograms on his shoulders, but it will be much easier if two orc warriors lift it one after another. If the orc warriors stand in a row and work together to pass the light steel rail, each orc warrior will bear an average of dozens of kilograms of weight, which will become very easy.

The pale blue portal, as calm as a mirror, kept swallowing the goods in the warehouse that night.

Kalancuo shouted at the orc warriors to speed up, because he was worried that the thunder and lightning power stored in my body would not be able to support the transportation of all the supplies back to Xinliu Valley.

Next to the pile of light steel rails, there are also various daily necessities bought from the Emerald Bay Business.

This batch of materials is huge, nearly 100 tons, including fine wheat flour for cooking baked wheat cakes, coarse grains, wheat for easy storage, etc., as well as some salt, hemp, raw rubber, etc. In addition, I also bought back 500 boxes of pickled pork hind legs and pickled salmon. These meats are to improve the lives of the orcs and the Yelo natives in Xinliu Valley, and of course the barbarian slaves are indispensable.

I heard from Kalancuo that the barbarian slaves were very enthusiastic about carrying stones and sleepers in Xinliu Valley in order to eat wheat cakes and broth.

Bernd led the Yelo natives to lay light rails in the underground cave step by step. It only took a week to extend more than ten miles along the underground cave.

The only ones who encountered trouble were the goblins. Bernd needed these goblin slaves to clean up the rocky ground in the cave. In order to catch up with the deadline, these goblins had to work day and night. Recently, many goblins died.

The dead goblin slaves will become food for the giant spiders. Perhaps the giant spiders have sufficient food supply recently, and the production of magic spider silk has also increased significantly.

In order to capture more goblin slaves, the dwarf Bernd is planning an expedition to the depths of the underground cave.

This time, in the warehouse of the airport town, transporting goods to the underground cave lasted for almost a whole night.

Until the last bag of wheat flour disappeared in the portal, Kalancuo breathed a sigh of relief, jumped down from the wooden box containing the hard leather armor of the swamp giant crocodile, punched the wooden box, smashed it into pieces, and the exquisite crocodile hard leather breastplate inside rolled directly to the ground. Kalancuo bent down to pick up the armor and threw it directly to a young orc warrior. The orc warrior was bare-chested, sweating profusely, standing there stupidly, looking at a loss.

Kalancuo threw the shoulder armor, leggings, greaves, wrist guards and combat boots to him. The young orc warrior opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Kalancuo stupidly, so that he didn't catch the boots thrown out at the back. It was his companions who helped him pick up the hard leather boots.

"This set belongs to you, use it carefully!" Kalancuo casually ordered the young orc.

She was like a dictator and did not explain to the other orc warriors why she gave the hard leather armor to the young orc warrior.

But no orc warrior complained, because everyone knew that the young orc who was standing there with a silly smile holding the swamp crocodile hard leather armor was the orc who worked the hardest when carrying the goods just now.

Kalancuo opened the wooden boxes containing crocodile hard leather armor one by one, and distributed sets of swamp giant crocodile hard leather armor.

The orcs were so simple-minded. The orc warriors who got the hard leather armor were jubilant, while the orc warriors who did not get the hard leather armor were envious, as if they were born without jealousy.

At this time, I happened to see the young orc warrior holding a full set of hard leather armor standing beside an old orc warrior a little awkwardly. He seemed to want to say something, but his face was flushed and he was embarrassed to speak. He handed over the hard leather breastplate a little stiffly.

The old orc warrior said with disdain: "Do you think I will wear the reward you got? If I hadn't twisted my waist when I was carrying the sleepers a few days ago, I would be the first to receive the reward from the leader today! Go away, hide away!"

The young orc warrior didn't get angry after hearing this, nor did he want to leave. He just stood in front of the old orc warrior and smiled foolishly.

The old orc warrior blinked his cloudy eyes, punched the young orc's shoulder hard, and said with emotion: "My little Monty has grown up, I am proud of you!"

I originally thought that it would be a very difficult decision to distribute these 36 pieces of hard leather armor to the orc warriors, but this matter was solved in a simple and direct way in Kalancuo's hands.

The orcs happily entered the portal with the hard leather armor they received as rewards. Kalancuo stood by the portal like a general, reviewing each orc warrior. Only when he was out of the sight of these orc warriors would Kalancuo's face show a faint smile.

When the light rails and daily necessities were moved away, the warehouse seemed a little empty, except for rows of magic pattern spider silk ingots on the wooden shelves in the corner.

Of course, in addition to the 6,000 magic pattern spider silk ingots, there was also a batch of precious ironwood wood transported from the underground warehouse, and magic herbs that had just reached maturity in the round valley nursery.

I made an appointment with Lady Alia that she would come over in person at noon to transport these magic pattern spider silk ingots back to the Imperial Capital Weaving Workshop.

At dawn, a hint of white appeared on the horizon, and Mount Majaro was still shrouded in the night.

I told the tauren Luka to guard the warehouse, and I took Kalancuo out of the warehouse to take a breath. I always felt empty without Katarina's company.

Katarina stayed at home to take care of Deborah. Deborah has been a little restless recently and always wants to try flying. She doesn't care whether a no-fly order has been issued within the city of the Imperial Capital.

The street lights on the long street were extinguished one by one by the night watchmen. In the early morning, there would always be a few drunkards on the street. At this time, the scavengers of the airport town would appear with a carriage.

The street sweepers would throw these drunks into the carriage and throw them into the garbage dump in the eastern suburbs like garbage. From time to time, the groans of the drunks lying on the carriages could be heard. After a while, the drunks would wake up, roll off the carriages, and stagger to leave.

At this time, the scavengers would always curse.

Only when she was alone with me, Kalancuo would show a little gentleness. I still remember clearly that she was with little Ella, wearing only a small piece of linen, standing on the auction table with a shy look.

In the early morning, it was the most rare and quiet moment in the airport town.

The light mist made the summer morning seem like being in a fairyland. Just walking on the street for a while, the clothes on the body were wet with dew.

Kalancuo folded his hands and walked in silence all the way.

"Why don't you ask me about the result of the duel?" I couldn't help asking Kalancuo.

"Do you want me to praise you again?" Kalancuo asked me with a smile. Her wheat-colored skin was stained with morning dew, emitting a glittering light, and her face showed a matter-of-fact look.

A team of construct knights walked in from outside the town, and the sound of horse hooves made the quiet town a little noisy in the morning.

I pulled Kalancuo to the side of the road, quietly waiting for this team of knights to pass by us. I saw that their magic pattern constructs had a strong northern style. There was a tuft of white fur on the shoulder armor, belt, and boots. The weapons they carried were rarely knight lances, and many knights had a heavy saber hanging on the saddle bridge.

I could tell their identities at a glance. These construct knights were all North Wind Legion construct knights who came from the northern province of Sloyte. Only their war horses would be so fat and strong in the midsummer. Each construct knight wore heavy armor and sat on the saddle like an iron tower.

Yes!

Without a strong body, how can I fight those barbarians on the ice and snow tundra?

I originally thought they were just passing by here, but I didn't expect this team of knights to walk in front of me and stop. The leading knight jumped off his horse and saluted me respectfully: "Excuse me, are you the respected Master Jijia Magician?"

"I am Jijia, may I ask what you can do for me, Sir Knight?" I looked up and said to the burly knight who was over 190 cm tall.

The knight captain took out a letter from his arms, handed it to me, and said to me: "Our Lord Duke invites you!"

"Ah! Are you saying that Duke Jingyue is also in the imperial capital?" I was surprised, and secretly thinking in my heart, what on earth did the real queen of Sloyte Province want to find me at this time? I don't know if Princess Sha has settled down, and how the beautiful girl Sophie in the imperial capital who has been secretly in love with the eldest son of the Mo family is doing recently.

The knight commander obviously didn't want to talk to me more, and said to me with a stern face: "Yes, the Duke is waiting for Master Jijia Magician in the barracks!"

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The barracks of the North Wind Legion are located on the slope on the eastern outskirts of the Airport Town. The neat white felt houses are connected to the stables, allowing these constructed knights to be close to their horses. This way of stationing camps can only be seen in the North.

In the North, those barbarians who run as fast as galloping horses will not give the constructed knights so much time to prepare for battle. Under normal circumstances, the knight commanders will require that on the battlefield, the knights should eat and sleep with their horses, so that when encountering barbarian attacks on the camp, they will not be so panicked, and they can directly get on the horse to participate in the counterattack.

Therefore, there is a saying in the Green Empire that the Construct Knights of the North are the toughest knights in the Green Empire, and the generals of the North are also the laziest generals.

Many knight commanders of the Construct Knights are brave, but they have no talent for leading troops, and they don’t know leadership skills. They don’t even know how to restrain their knights, and they don’t know how to make combat plans. The safety of leading troops to fight depends on the outstanding combat effectiveness of the Construct Knights under their command.

When fighting, they just rush forward in a swarm.

However, it is such an army that has blocked the barbarian tribe with a population of nearly one million on the snowy tundra to the north of the Benma River.

Jingyue.Aili, who was once the head of the Sloyt City Guard Corps, has now become the youngest duchess of the Green Empire. Not only is she in a high position, she also controls the North Wind Corps with a force of 300,000 and guards the northern gate of the Green Empire.

I didn’t think that Duke Jingyue actually wanted to see me.

Of course, there was no reason to refuse, especially before this, when I encountered trouble, I wrote a letter to the Duchess, hoping that she would come forward to mediate. Unexpectedly, the Duchess directly asked Princess Sha to bring a team of constructed knights to my house. At that time, I was lying on the hospital bed, and I felt indescribably moved.

Now standing outside the camp of the North Wind Legion, watching the flag of the province of Sloyte fluttering in the wind, a strong feeling of hometown surged in my heart.

Holding back the excitement in my heart, I followed the knight commander and walked into the barracks.