Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 3: Transmigrating Again

This is a small, separate bedroom with a sturdy door on each side secured by iron railings.

The cobwebs in the corner, the dust on the ground, and the discarded kerosene lamps all indicate that no one has lived here for a long time.

a moment.

The void in the center of the room rippled like the surface of water, and a figure quietly appeared across the ripples.

It's Karl!

Karl, holding a broadsword, first cautiously looked around before slowly walking to the door and lifting the iron bars.

"Gah..."

The rusty iron gate scraped against the ground, making a faint sound, which made him pause.

"I really didn't want to come here!"

Stepping out of the room and looking up at the sky, Karl, who had lost all reason, felt his mood sink.

A hazy fog obscured the sun, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

Only a shattered crimson star could be vaguely seen hanging in the sky, and it remained unchanged from beginning to end.

It's the same every time I come.

The 'moon' in this world does not move with the passage of time, and has even usurped the power that belongs to the blazing sun.

The shattered crimson moon and the unchanging starry sky both indicate that he is no longer in his original world.

It wasn't just the sky that was cold and gloomy, but also the atmosphere that constantly seeped into my body.

This is Black City.

A place abundant in black stones.

Judging from the ubiquitous spires, stone buildings, and intricate carvings, Black City must have once been a prosperous place.

Moreover, the standard of living for ordinary people is even higher than that of Signoria.

However, as someone discovered the underground black stone veins, this place gradually became a mining town.

The wealthy fled early.

Those who remained became miners, not only forced to work but also subjected to the invasion of the dark energy from the earth, living a precarious existence.

He tightened his grip on his clothes, and Karl strode forward, sword in hand. After taking only two steps, his eyes narrowed.

The carcass of an animal, whether wolf or dog, lay in the middle of the road, surrounded by a few carrion flies buzzing around it.

Despite it being just a corpse, he was extremely cautious, circling around it before continuing on his way.

Along the road, one can see jagged cracks of varying sizes from time to time, like scars on the earth.

It is said that the terrain changes caused by over-exploitation have turned the originally flat ground into a rugged and uneven area.

The crack spews out smoke, sometimes scorching hot, sometimes chilling cold. Even a little bit of it can make an ordinary person seriously ill, so they can only try to avoid it.

There are also abandoned pits, dark and leading straight down into the ground.

The deserted alleys and abandoned houses seem to harbor many strange creatures, spying on the living people outside.

Carl tensed up and moved forward quickly and quietly, his target becoming visible in the distance after crossing two blocks.

"call……"

With a sigh of relief, he sheathed his broadsword at the signal of the two men in black and stepped into a bustling street teeming with people.

Laka Market.

A market in the ground-level city of Black City.

"Rat meat, fresh, unrotten rat meat, for half a black stone!"

"A fine Kalia longsword, sharp and lightweight, the best choice for slaying those half-dead creatures..."

"Clear water! Filtered clear water, without a trace of impurities. Ten liters can be bought for just one black stone..."

The vendors' shouts continued, their enthusiasm tinged with a sense of helplessness.

The living conditions of the residents of Black City are extremely harsh. Mining has severely polluted the underground water veins, and food is also in severe shortage. Apart from the high-ranking mine managers, very few people can eat fresh food.

Even rotten meat can be served on the dining table.

"Cologne!"

Carl, familiar with the place, arrived at a stall, squatted down, and asked:

"You mentioned last time that there's a way to learn breathing techniques?"

Although they are two different worlds, they have many similarities, such as language and breathing techniques, and even their written languages ​​have commonalities.

perhaps.

Did these two worlds come into contact a long time ago?

"It's you." Cologne was thin and bony, with one eye pecked out by a raven, and he wore an eye patch all day.

Upon recognizing the person, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth. His nauseating breath made Karl instinctively lean back.

"Breathing techniques are key to becoming a knight for ordinary people; no family with a tradition of such techniques would sell them so easily."

"Yes."

Carl, without changing his expression, placed the milk bucket on the ground:

"Fresh milk!"

"Gulp..." Cologne swallowed, subconsciously licking the corner of his mouth, and smiled at him with narrowed eyes:

"My friend, you always manage to get your hands on good stuff. I can't even remember the last time I had fresh milk."

"but……"

He shook his head and sighed:

"That's not what the person with the breathing technique wants."

"oh!"

Carl frowned:

"What does he want?"

"Shh..." Cologne leaned forward and whispered:

"The way out of Black City."

"Karl, you can get your hands on fresh milk, you're no ordinary person. Could you help someone leave Black City?"

"Heh..." Karl rolled his eyes.

What do you think?

"I have other reasons for being able to obtain food. If I were truly of noble status, would I come to you seeking breathing techniques?"

Cologne remained silent.

Also!

True superior people never lack breathing techniques.

He paused before saying:

"Lady Butterfly's caravan will depart in half a month. To join her caravan, you need two thousand black stones."

"This is the only way I know to leave Black City."

"Two thousand black stones?" Karl's face darkened. He had no black stones to speak of and shook his head directly.

"I can't produce it."

"Then there's nothing we can do." Cologne shrugged.

"I also wanted to make this deal, but the guy just wanted to leave Black City and wasn't interested in food, so there was really nothing I could do."

"snort!"

Karl gave a soft snort, picked up the milk bucket, and prepared to leave.

"Don't!"

Cologne reached out and pulled him back, whispering:

"I'll show you something good."

As he spoke, he furtively took out a metal sleeve from behind his back, fiddled with it for a moment, and it made a cracking sound.

Do you know him or not?

"A hidden blade?"

Carl spoke with some uncertainty.

"right!"

Cologne nodded emphatically:

"My friend is indeed no ordinary person. Only a few nobles recognize this item, and it took me a lot of effort to obtain it."

"This set of hidden darts was made by a master craftsman. It can be adjusted to fit the arm and contains three arrows. Even a knight's squire would have a hard time avoiding it within seven steps. If it is coated with poison, it could even kill a knight."

"In addition to the three arrows that come with the hidden blade, I'm also giving you six extra, which you can replace when you run out."

Karl's eyes lit up.

He dared not even think about shooting the knight, but dealing with the knight's squire was enough for him.

"certainly."

Cologne grinned:

"One bucket of milk isn't enough to get it."

Carl didn't waste any words. He took five pounds of cured meat from his person and pointed to a clock on the stall.

Give this to me.

"no problem."

Cologne was visibly excited upon seeing the deal finalized.

"My friend has a good eye. I found this clock at a noble estate, and it's plated with gold."

"pity!"

He sighed:

"A few decades ago, this kind of thing would have been worth a lot of money, but now it's not as good as plain water."

Carl smiled.

He was drawn to the gold on the clock's surface; even without the gold, it could still be considered a work of art.

The clock's intricate craftsmanship, gears, and engravings possess a unique aesthetic appeal, and it would likely fetch a good price in another world.

(End of this chapter)