Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 189 Bulla Rock City
'Who wants to harm me? Delilah, Gianda, or the Traveler's Rest?' Anser's mind raced, reviewing all his actions since entering the Traveler's Rest, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

The Traveler's Badge remained inside the dragon skin pocket the entire time; no one else had access to it, nor had they had the opportunity to tamper with the internal teleportation coordinates.

Only Delilah touched him during that time, but even with his level of control over magic, he didn't detect any fluctuations, and the dice didn't give any warning.

'There might be an ambush or a trap.' He stepped away from his spot and cautiously scanned his surroundings.

This wooden dock is quite unique, with one half connecting to the land and the other half extending into the void. It is also equipped with many cranes and is bustling with people coming and going.

The city is not large; it resembles a mountain town. As you look around, the terrain gradually rises, and the buildings become taller and taller as you ascend.

He avoided the crowds, walking on the hard rocky ground towards the noisy city center. He was not attacked, and occasionally someone would glance at him.

'There is a gravity plane, an atmosphere, and many races...' He silently observed his surroundings and felt that he might be on the edge of a desolate planet in some uncharted universe.

Through the endless void, the astral plane can be faintly seen.

After walking several dozen meters, a city area connected to the storage cave appeared to the right. This place finally had some color. There were several strange plants around the low doorway, which were very well trimmed. Most of the residents coming and going were halflings.

Anser turned and decisively entered the area, simultaneously activating his ability to detect good and evil.

The settlements of halflings are generally quite friendly, so you can take refuge there for a while.

As he stepped into the neighborhood, he was met with a barrage of gazes, mostly filled with wariness and curiosity.

An elderly halfling who was trimming some kind of climbing plant by the door stopped what he was doing, stared intently at Anser and Maeve for a moment, and then waved to them, saying, "Stranger, are you looking for someone?"

He spoke Mandarin, with a slight accent, but it was understandable.

Anser felt relieved and immediately stopped, shrugging: "I'm lost, I don't know where to go."

“Then you’ve come to the right place.” The halfling pointed with scissors at the blurry inscription above the stone doorway and said, “The Cave Tavern, the friendliest tavern in Blarock City. Nobody dares to cause trouble here.”

If you're short of money, I can treat you to a cheese fondue, and you can make do sleeping on a bench for a few nights; you'll eventually catch a boat. But judging from your appearance, you probably don't lack money.

Anser was startled; he knew of Blayan City.

The city of Blarock is built on a small asteroid in the Teardrop Zone of the Kingdom of the Sky. This planetary rock is very small, only a few kilometers long, far from Toril, and surrounded by endless starry sky.

It is said that Rock City was originally a refuge established by a pirate captain named Bra. As the city became more prosperous, it gradually formed a small kingdom and became an extremely important central city in the wilderness.

The good news is that Blayan City isn't far from home, and I can return to Toril quickly by taking a French destroyer.

"What is assorted cheese fondue?" he asked, feigning curiosity, intending to first go to the tavern to learn about the situation in Blayan City.

The traveler's badge is unlikely to malfunction, but if someone tampers with it, they will most likely be able to locate him, and he must prepare as soon as possible.

"Haha, assorted cheese fondue is a must-have for the Halfling Carnival. I guarantee you'll never forget it once you've tried it..." The Halfling stopped trimming the plants, pushed open the wooden door, and invited Anser to come in and sit down.

Anser followed behind with small steps; the doorway wasn't high, but he wouldn't bump his head.

The entrance is a downward flight of stairs. After walking a dozen steps, the two enter a rather spacious tavern with a bar, liquor cabinets, barrels, long tables, etc. The style is cozy, but there are not many people.

"No wonder it's called the Cave Tavern, it's underground," he said with a smile.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for his extraordinary charm. Even the most hospitable halfling would be wary of strangers, and ordinary people could not be accepted so quickly.

“You don’t know this, do you? This place is called the Cave District, and everyone lives in caves…” the halfling began to explain at length. “By the way, my name is Alton, and I own the Cave Tavern.”

"What's your name? Where are you from?" Anser narrowed his eyes and replied with a smile, "My name is Fabian, from the continent of Faerûn."

“Hey, there are a lot of people coming from Faron lately. I heard there have been a lot of disasters there, is that true?” Alton wasn’t too surprised. He gestured for Anser to sit at the bar and poured him a glass of wine.

“Yes, things have been quite chaotic lately.” Anser took the glass, swirled it slightly, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out, full-bodied and complex, but his attention wasn’t on the wine.

The dice spun slightly, and a message popped up:
Alton, halfling, level 10 rogue (fairy wanderer)

'A tavern owner actually has this kind of power.' He was secretly surprised.

Alden didn't mind that he wasn't drinking, poured himself a large glass of ale, and took a big gulp: "It's still early, there will be more people in the evening."

“I’m new here and would like to learn about Rock City. Could you give me a brief introduction?” Anser said, taking a good quality gem out of his treasure pouch and placing it on the bar.

“Don’t mention it.” Alton chuckled, reaching out his hairy hand to grab the gem. He examined it against the light for a moment before stuffing it into his pocket. “You’ve come to the right person. I’ve lived here for decades…”

The city of Bulayan has a unique structure, consisting of a top and a bottom.

The top is divided into the Upper City, Middle City, and Lower City. The Upper City is the royal palace, the Star Harbor Palace, and the residences of nobles. The Middle City is the financial and commercial center. The Lower City is the commoners' district, and the docks and underground area are located on this level.

The bottom area was under the jurisdiction of the Prince, and no one other than a public official was allowed to reside there, including the most important farmland and the headquarters of the army and navy.

The permanent population of Blayan City is only a few thousand, but every year there are many magic ships and adventurers traveling to and from various worlds, resulting in frequent but also chaotic flow of wealth.

There are three magistrates in Yancheng, who are in charge of matters related to the lower town, middle town and upper town respectively, but the guards will not be deployed or patrolled unless necessary.

In Alton's words, everyone is sticking together for warmth, protecting themselves, and minding their own business.

Anser listened carefully, but the content was too general to determine who might be hostile to him.

"I'd like to find a safe and quiet room to meditate. Do you have any recommendations?" He didn't want to wait passively and wanted to enter Hallewen as soon as possible.

That alternate dimension is protected by prophetic magic, which should be able to block location and perception.

“I have two empty rooms here, which used to be where my son lived…”

Whether it was the gemstone that had the effect or Anser's charm that was so great, Alton immediately arranged a room for him, located right below the tavern.

The room wasn't big, but once the door was closed, it was indeed very quiet.

Anser cast a Arcane Lock and an Alarm spell on the door, then took out the Staff of Protection and teleported to the Astral Ritual Circle beneath the Black Tower.

He closed his eyes and meditated, examining himself, but did not detect any suspicious magical fluctuations or marks, which was normal, since the dice did not detect any checks.

'It shouldn't be Delilah. Could it be that the gold gem given by the Magic Research Society is faulty?'

He took out the traveler's badge and re-examined it; everything was as usual.

Then there was that batch of gems, the Star Robe, the Arcane Cannon, and two Myriad Manifestations cards. Except for the Myriad Manifestations card, which only revealed one name, everything else was fine.

"Meow, some artifacts can locate a magical item they've come into contact with. The higher the item's grade, the easier it is to locate. Then, when you teleport, they can use this to interfere..." Maeve squatted beside her, analyzing with a serious expression.

'Then it can only be these two cards of impermanence. Could someone be using them to bait us?' Anser pondered.

Just then, he realized that the alarm he had set up had been broken.

Someone violently damaged the doors of the underground tavern!
(End of this chapter)