Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 19 The Wolf with a Knife

"Can we go now?" Bald Bill chuckled dryly.

"Able to bend and stretch, but unfortunately lacking in discernment," Anser said calmly.

"You're right." Bald Bill smiled ingratiatingly, but inwardly he couldn't help but be furious:
"Why don't you all look in the mirror first? You're all filthy and tattered. The one in the back looks like a savage, and the one in the front looks like a laborer. Your weapons look very old. The three of you together can't even put together a single piece of armor..."

Anser had no idea what the other person was thinking; he had always been self-satisfied.

"I have a question for you. Have you seen any magic apprentices from the Fabian Mage Tower who also came from the Brampton area?"

“Uh,” Bald Bill thought for a few seconds, then shook his head, “I don’t remember.”

"Then who told you that a sorcerer can't cast spells?" The other party dared to provoke a sorcerer; there must be something fishy going on.

"It's all over. A cult is recruiting, saying the world is changing drastically, and a blue storm that will sweep everything away is about to arrive. As long as you join them, you can receive the legendary blessing: a divine curse, and master the power of some kind of magic..."

"The Blue Flame Cult?"

"That seems to be the name."

"You can go now. Hopefully, we won't run into each other again."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Anser glanced around, and everyone around him avoided his gaze.

"Let's go to the Adventurers' Guild."

The three quickly left, as someone had already noticed them, and if they didn't leave soon, they risked getting into trouble.

Blatt looked rather grim. If he hadn't been soft-hearted and let the other party think they were easy to bully, the conflict might not have happened.

“It’s none of your business.” Anser walked up behind him in a few steps. “Some people have noses that are sharper than dogs. We’re carrying so much stuff, conflict is inevitable. It’s a good opportunity to intimidate others.”

"Hmm," Blatt responded.

Now that everyone is in a small team, he inevitably has more things to consider.

"What is the Blue Flame Order?" he changed the subject.

"It was a cult that arose during the Arcane Cataclysm, but it disappeared into history with the return of the Goddess of Magic. It was probably impersonated by some people with ulterior motives who wanted to profit from it," Anser explained simply.

"Oh." A strange smile appeared on Blatt's face. "I never thought that one day the spellcaster would become such a pushover."

Anser chuckled and then fell silent.

The magistrate, once a symbol of high status and wealth, has now fallen into a quagmire, and many want to kick him while he's down.

But he knew this was only temporary; the mage community was never short of geniuses.
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Livington is not a large area; a main road runs south from Dragon Bridge through the entire city and connects directly to the coastal highway outside the city.

This street is the busiest in Livington, also known as Middle Street. The buildings on both sides are tall and imposing, and there are always patrols and guards. The security and sanitation are much better than other places.

Blatt led the way, guiding them to the iconic greyish-white stone building on the east side of the city's central avenue.

The stone building has five floors, covering an area of ​​over a thousand square meters, and has a backyard, behind which is an even larger warehouse.

“I’ve been here before,” Anser recalled.

He was a local and knew about the place but had never been inside because the adventurers with knives and swords looked quite dangerous.

“This is a branch of the Watchers Guild, headquartered in the High Tower District. It’s one of the most famous adventurers’ guilds in Faerûn…” Blatt explained.

Toril is vast, and almost all guilds are local organizations. Even the strongest guilds cannot cover the entire continent of Faerûn, making communication a major problem.

Baldur's Gate has several adventurer guilds, with the Watchers Guild being the largest. Primarily located in Sword Coast, it has dozens of branches, radiating influence over an area spanning thousands of kilometers around Baldur's Gate. It ranks among the top ten adventurer guilds, making it quite powerful.

Like other adventurers' guilds, the core business of the Watchers' Guild is accepting commissions, including adventures, explorations, escorts, and procurement. In addition, there are services such as intelligence trading, equipment and material sales, accommodation, meals, medical care, and skills training.

It is essentially a profit-driven adventurer service organization.

“There are a lot of people.” Finn looked at the crowd coming and going, his face returning to its stiff expression, a typical socially awkward young man.

Anser patted Blatt: "It's up to you now."

"Let's go, let's get a feel for the latest intelligence first." Blatt stepped up the stairs and headed straight for the hall, with Anser and the other person quickly following. The hall on the first floor occupied two floors, with three walls covered with various commissions, divided into five areas by color.

There is a row of windows directly opposite the main entrance, providing various services specifically for adventurers.

Blatt glanced around, familiar memories flooding his mind, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

He led the two directly to a row of notice boards in the center of the hall: "This is the notice area. It displays publicly available information, allowing you to quickly understand recent events..."

Anser scanned the list and found that most of the news was about major events around Baldur's Gate, arranged chronologically, covering important events from the past three years, but the content was too brief.

"Similar to the Baldur's Gate Bulletin." He shook his head.

"Haha, it's mostly copied from official reports," Blatt laughed. "We wouldn't let you see the truly valuable intelligence for free."

Anser's lips twitched. He hadn't expected this kind of thing to happen. He wondered if they had paid the copyright fees.

He walked backwards from the release date and found the latest announcements.

[In the summer of 1699, during the month of the tides in the Valley's reclamation, the magic network trembled, triggering continuous natural disasters. Baldur's Gate fell, connecting to the Underdark...]

The Grey Dwarves invade Baldur's Gate, and Flamefist suffers a crushing defeat...

“There’s no useful information.” He shook his head, somewhat disappointed.

He was more interested in the reactions of the other parties in the Lords' Alliance, whether they offered any assistance, and whether there were other disasters in Faerûn, or whether there were banded storms resembling blue flames.
The world was too isolated, and he could only have a general understanding of his own region. Other regions were like a fog, and he could only hear about them, which made him very uncomfortable.

“You can buy intelligence, but it’s expensive,” Blatt laughed. “Come on, let’s settle in first.”

"it is good."

He led the two to the north window area, and along the corridor on one side into another small hall, where a banner was stuck horizontally on the wall, which read "Home of Adventurers".

In the small hall, there was a counter behind which sat a half-man, playing with a few dice.

Blatt pulled a small silver shield-shaped plaque from his pocket and placed it on the counter: "I need a large room."

The halfling looked up at the group, picked up a sign, and began registering: "Blade Wolf, ID 0071-02-05-237529, Intermediate Adventurer, One large room, 5 silver coins per night, room and water provided only, how many days?"

“Stay for one day.” Blatt ignored Anser’s strange look, took out a large money bag from his bundle, counted out 60 copper coins and placed them on the counter.

Seeing that it was all copper coins, the halfling was a little dissatisfied. He leaned on the counter, stretched out his hairy little hand and counted for a long time. After confirming that there were 10 extra copper coins, his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Yes, yes..."

He muttered as he put ten copper coins into his purse, then swept the remaining coins into a drawer, grabbed a key from under the counter, and tossed it to Blatt.

"You've come at the right time. There are only two rooms left. Go to room number 28 on the third floor. It's sunny, clean, and has a bathroom. Don't worry about it, we'll compensate you if anything is lost."

"Thank you, thank you." Blatt took back his adventurer's badge, waved to Anser and the other man, and stepped up the stairs in the corner of the small hall.

Anser remained silent and watched the entire time, letting Blatter make all the arrangements.

As he made his way to the third floor, finding the corridor deserted, he couldn't help but ask, "Blade Wolves? Do such a species exist?"

He almost lost his composure when he heard that name. If he hadn't time-traveled, he would have thought that Blatt was also a fan of Dao Lang.

Blatt chuckled awkwardly, "Yes, because I have green eyes and protruding canines when I was little. My friends all said I looked like a wolf with knives, so... haha..."

“Haha…” Anser smiled, Blatt’s canine teeth were indeed quite distinctive, “There are still empty rooms here, I thought they would have been full long ago.”

"The Adventurers' Guild only provides accommodation and food for adventurers of intermediate level and above. Each person can book a maximum of one room, but can bring two people," Blatt explained.

"Hmm, if there weren't any requirements, we probably wouldn't have had a chance to stay here." Anser secretly rejoiced. "How are adventurers classified?"

“Adventurers and adventurer groups are divided into 1-5 levels,” Blatt replied, “but people usually call them beginner, intermediate, advanced, master, and legendary.”

Some guilds also name their badges after the material they are made of, such as bronze, silver, gold, platinum, arcane...

　The price reference is based on the official manual and may be slightly adjusted, but the changes will not be significant.

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