Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 31 Aren't you a local?

The wilderness is vast and open, making it difficult for people to hide.

Anser breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that no one had followed him out of the city. Ever since he left the battlefield, he had always felt that countless eyes were watching him.

Flame Fist may not necessarily harbor ill intentions, and may even be looking forward to his joining, but he dislikes the word "forced".

"What happened?" Blatt caught up with Anser in a few steps, his tone a little worried.

"Soradin said the Grand Duke issued a mandatory conscription order to form a warband..." Anser briefly explained the reason.

“That would offend a lot of people,” Blatt said with a puzzled look. “They still dare to recruit paladins?”

“Elite professionals and clergy are obviously excluded; they can only be hired at high prices. Rand can also protect us, but if we hide in the church and don’t come out, wouldn’t that mean we’ve fallen out with Flame Fist and the Grand Duke? It’s better not to meet them,” Anser explained.

Flame Fist has elite barbarians, and ordinary people and professionals probably have no right to refuse, especially since the rewards they offer are very generous.

“That makes sense.” Blatt nodded slightly. “Joining the warband isn’t necessarily dangerous, but not joining certainly isn’t.”

It's a pity I didn't handle those spoils myself; it feels like something's missing.

Anser laughed and said, "We only kill small fry. Those murlocs come and go naked, so they probably don't have anything good to offer. At most, we can exchange them for some bounty."

“The bounty isn’t small either.” Blatt seemed to have thought of something. “That priest’s scepter was quite nice. It seems that Rand broke it. It’s in that pile of stuff.”

And those giant crabs, I've heard about them. They're edible, taste amazing, and are reserved for the nobility..."

Finn, standing to the side, looked down at the crab legs and crab meat in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"High Priest Kou Tao was killed by Rand, so the spoils don't belong to us," Anser explained. He was already quite satisfied with getting 385 combat experience points from a single immobilization spell.

He hadn't expected to get so much experience without causing any damage. He thought that killing the enemy alone would only give him a little over two thousand experience points. It seems that the more difficult the battle, the more experience points you get.

After walking for a while, the sun rose higher, and the temperature became unbearably hot, causing beads of sweat to appear on the foreheads of the group.

Blatt looked back; the city was getting smaller and smaller until it was almost out of sight.

"It's better to leave." He looked wistful. "If those merfolk attack in the middle of the night, I won't be able to sleep well."

"The mermen probably won't come," Anser deduced.

"Why? They can jump into the water anytime, come and go as they please," Blatt said, puzzled.

"You have to think from the fish-people's perspective. They don't live in your houses, they don't eat your food, what do they want? Is human flesh tastier than sea fish? There has to be a motive for everything, right?"

"Then why did they come?"

"It must be that the gray dwarves and the Koto fishmen have formed an alliance. The Koto fishmen dream of returning to the surface world, so forming an alliance is normal. The invasion is just to cooperate with the gray dwarves' actions."

The merfolk are amphibious creatures, mainly living in shallow waters, rivers, and oceans. Now that their goal has been achieved, they're probably quite content. With the Flying Dragon Bridge broken, the gray dwarves can't cross, and the Kou Tao merfolk are unlikely to fight any longer…”

These are all Anser's guesses, but they are probably pretty close to the truth.

If the Koto fishmen really blockade the Chongsa River, it will soon lead to utter destruction.

The Chongsa River flows eastward to Longhu, stretching for nearly two thousand kilometers and passing through numerous cities and kingdoms. It is considered an economic lifeline, and if it were blocked, countless people would be furious.

"I hope your deduction is correct." Blatt's mood improved considerably.

Finn suddenly leaned closer: "It's too hot."

Anser thought he wanted to find a place to rest, but before he could speak, he saw him bring a bunch of crab legs and crab meat to him.

"How come I never knew you were such a foodie?"

Despite his complaints, he still fired two freezing rays, freezing and cooling down the Cancer.

If it smells bad, you can't eat it.

“Let’s walk a little further,” Anser waved his hand.

"Okay..." After the heavy rain, the ground was muddy and extremely difficult to walk on.

There were many refugees fleeing the disaster on the road, in twos and threes, or in groups.

However, everyone kept a great distance from each other, and when they met, they quickly moved away, fearing that someone might have ill intentions.

Great disasters inevitably bring great chaos. Under the influence of hunger, greed, and despair, what is there that people are incapable of doing?

After walking for a while, the group found a dry grove of trees to rest.

Anser took out a map, climbed a tree and compared it for a long time, only to find that the area in front of the map was desolate and the pasture marked on the map did not exist.

"Old map?" Finn and Grayhawk communicated for a while and confirmed that there was a problem with the map. They had only left the city for two or three hours, so it was impossible for them to be wrong in their location.

Blatt looked at Anser with a questioning gaze: "Aren't you a local?"

“Hmm…” Anser gave an awkward smile. “You know, I’ve been focused on learning magic and haven’t left the city for many years. I haven’t even been to Livington many times.”

In reality, Baldur's Gate is quite different from the Baldur's Gate he knew from books or games in his previous life. Many memories cannot be directly transferred in, let alone the wilderness.

A single instance of magical contamination or an unusual biological migration could drastically alter the ecology of a region.

Blatt decided to use his ultimate adventure tactic: "Keep your eyes on the sun. Head west, and you'll eventually reach the sea."

“That makes sense.” Anser gave him a thumbs up.

"Heh." Finn remained expressionless, probably agreeing as well.

"Have something to eat."

Blatt and his companion gathered firewood, while Anser used magical tricks to start a fire.

Finn was in charge of cooking; he often lived in the wild and always cooked for himself.

Crab legs are breakfast. No seasoning is needed. They are simply grilled and become fragrant, chewy, and savory with a hint of sweetness. They are truly a top-quality ingredient.

The giant crab is a medium-sized amphibious creature, about the size of a human. It can carry fishmen at high speeds, but it is not very strong in combat. It is usually trained by the Kou Tao fishmen to be used as a mount.

Finn only brought a few crab legs, some crab meat, and crab shells, weighing about thirty or forty pounds. The crab shells could be used as shields after being slightly polished; they were light and hard, and more effective than ordinary shields.

After a hearty meal, Anser leaned against his backpack and quietly pulled out his character card.

The third symbol on the silver die was just a hair's breadth away from fully lighting up, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation.

With an experience level of 2067/2700, I gained nearly a thousand experience points in one battle. I didn't even have to use many spells. The whole process was extremely easy and without any danger.

'The paladin is truly a top-notch worker.'

A magical item called "Synergistic Emblem" appeared in my equipment inventory, gleaming with a soft white light.

'The holy emblem that Rand gave me.'

He understood immediately, and with a gentle touch of his mind to the holy emblem, the dice instantly displayed its detailed description.

[Magic Item: Synergy Emblem]

Category: Curiosities
Rarity: Rare

This is a platinum holy emblem, a sacred symbol of Tyr, the god of justice. It was once worn and used by a paladin, and creatures of the evil faction cannot use it.

"Warning of Evil": The Holy Symbol will warn you when you are approached or stared at closely by creatures of the evil alignment.

"Otherworldly Mounts": You summon an otherworldly being as a loyal mount, form a soul contract, and fight or adventure together.

You can send it back or recall it at any time. After a mount dies, you can summon a new mount again, but the chance of being rejected increases.

(End of this chapter)