Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 68 Vitley City, the Port of Freedom

Thunder Spear's character is despised by many, but there is no denying that he is a great knight with the potential to become a legend.

To have come this far as an ordinary person is a legend in itself.

It should be noted that even formal wizards must maintain the necessary respect for 'legendary knights'.

"No wonder!"

Hibel seemed lost in thought:

"If the front lines suffer a setback, Signoria may also be affected by the war, and then the houses will become worthless, which is why Robert dared to desperately lower the price."

"Yes."

Carl nodded and then advised:

"But senior sister, don't worry too much. Signoria is not on the front line, so the possibility of it being affected is not high."

"The price is negotiable."

This is a consensus among many people; otherwise, the nobles of Signoria would have already begun migrating to the rear.

Seeking advantage and avoiding harm is an instinct of the nobility.

Price reduction

It's just a common tactic used by businessmen.

"Yes," Hibel nodded in agreement.

"Cologne and Gundo have been fighting for over a century, yet Signoria has never fallen."

"Now, Count Barlow of the Vic family has come to oversee things..."

"Robert is a greedy echidna; he's so rich, yet he won't part with a single penny!"

Her good impression of Robert had completely vanished.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, Sybil continued:

"It seems that it will take some time to deal with the assets left by my mentor. I can only send a batch over first. I will write to my mentor to tell him about the situation here."

"Karl".

"You still owe twenty-seven gold coins. Can you pay them back before you leave? If not, interest will be charged."

"Twenty-seven?" Karl was taken aback.

"So many?"

He remembered that he had already paid off one debt, and the cost of witchcraft during this period was not too high.

"certainly."

Upon hearing this, Hibel shrugged, took out a thick ledger from beside him, and opened it to a page, saying:

"You bought three sets of materials needed for witchcraft traps from me, as well as a zero-ring witchcraft shorthand technique..."

"I have to say, you surprised me."

She looked up, somewhat surprised.

"Over the past six months, you have spent hundreds of gold coins on witchcraft knowledge, an amount that not every respectable family can afford."

"Uh..." Karl chuckled dryly.

"As you know, I am a nobleman, and it is only natural that I inherit some of the family property left by my ancestors."

"I'm not interested in where you got your money," Hibel laughed, showing no intention of delving deeper.

"As long as you pay, that's fine."

"Yes." Karl thought for a moment and asked:

"Does Senior Sister know any warning signs of witchcraft traps?"

"Of course there are." Hibel spread her hands:

"Every qualified wizarding apprentice will set up warning systems to detect evil and danger in their residence."

"but……"

"These two types of witchcraft traps aren't cheap, and they require a lot of materials. Are you sure you want to learn them now, junior brother?"

After dealing with their mentor's assets, they will head to the Black Swamp, and all the traps they've set up now will be wasted.

From a cost-saving perspective, it's not worthwhile.

"study."

Carl nodded:

"I'll figure out a way to solve the money problem."

"All right."

Hibel, of course, had no objections:

"When you leave, please visit the manor. I'll bring you the books you need, along with some supplies for one trip."

"Well……"

"The main character of the banquet has arrived."

The noise outside made her stand up and beckon Karl to come out of the living room.

"welcome!"

"Welcome, Earl Baro from the Royal City, and Princess Duna, the radiant jewel of the Kingdom of Sak!"

Amid cheers, a man and a woman, accompanied by the Earl of Renekton, walked along the flower-covered carpet.

The man was tall and strong, and his soft armor made him look very heroic. Even at the banquet, he still wore a sword.

All of this demonstrates his identity as a military officer.

The nobles within the Kingdom of Gondor had enjoyed peace for so long that very few were still willing to take up arms to fight against the enemy.

The woman was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her accessories shone brightly under the lights, making her more sculpted features exude an exotic charm.

She shouldn't be here.

The presence of additional guests surprised everyone present, who then lowered their heads and began to converse amongst themselves.

"Your Highness, Duna?"

"King Sak's thirteenth daughter, what is she doing here?"

"I heard that we made an alliance with the Kingdom of Sak in order to resist the army of Cologne, and now it seems to be true."

"Our border with the Kingdom of Sak is also not peaceful, and wars often break out. This time, we have actually reached a reconciliation. It seems that there are no permanent enemies or permanent friends in this world. Only interests are eternal."

"..."

Carl did not stand with his senior sister.

Hibel is a rather "traditional" wizard apprentice who has no faith and looks down on ordinary people.

Her attire was often very casual; even when attending gatherings among nobles, she would simply wear a black wizard's robe.

In fact, she wouldn't have even come if it weren't for needing to meet people to sell her mentor's estate.

This made her stand out from the glamorous crowd.

A withdrawn and arrogant woman!

Outcast!

This is what others call Hilbert.

She was used to the strange looks from others, but Carl didn't want to suffer from this invisible pressure.

"Karl".

Before he could find a suitable spot, a familiar figure pulled him to his side, accompanied by a fragrant breeze:

"You're here too."

Diana's enthusiasm made Karl feel somewhat flattered.

This officer was outstanding in appearance and figure, but he always had a cold face and rarely showed any girlish side.

But he quickly realized what was happening.

"Yes."

Karl took a step back, indicating that the two were not close, and bowed to the newcomer.

"The commander is here today too. And who is this gentleman?"

The reason for the sudden enthusiasm was the man beside Diana, a handsome young man.

Well……

She's probably not young, but she's very well-preserved.

"Will."

The man smiled and nodded:

"Diana's cousin."

"Karl." Karl suddenly realized; he'd heard the name before—the fiancé the Diana family had chosen for her, though it was clear Diana wasn't satisfied. But that was none of his business. He immediately spoke:

"Karl Bergman, an ordinary patrol officer."

"You still know your place." Having failed to use Rakar as a shield, Diana's pretty face turned cold:

"I heard you're about to leave Signoria, but for now, you're still an inspector."

There should be no shortage of staff in these positions.

"Yes." Karl nodded.

"You're right, sir."

He did go a bit too far in this regard, as he hadn't been to work for a long time because of the Black City incident.

"Come here!"

Diana pulled him aside and whispered:

"What's going on in Kerry lately?"

"Kerry?"

As his only friend in Signoria, Karl couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's borrowing money everywhere," Diana whispered.

"Besides me, many of his colleagues lent him money, didn't you know? He hasn't borrowed money from you?"

"Uh..." Carl shook his head:

"no."

"No? Does he look down on you, or does he not want to drag you down with him?" Diana looked at her suspiciously, a hint of resentment in her eyes:

"I already lent him twenty pounds!"

Twenty pounds!

Two gold coins!

This is by no means a small amount for her.

Taking a deep breath, Diana continued:

"I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid he'll get addicted to gambling. Twenty pounds... it's not that much, but it can ruin a person."

"Yes." Karl's expression turned solemn.

"I will ask him to clarify the situation."

"But sir, are you planning to just leave your cousin there and ignore him?"

As they spoke, the two drifted further and further away from Will, until they were separated from each other by the crowd and could no longer be seen.

"Ignore him."

Diana's face darkened:

"My fiancé should at least be a knight."

knight?

Karl shook his head slightly.

"Sak and Gondo are brotherly federations. No matter which one is in danger, the other should set aside prejudices and lend a helping hand."

"Our friendship, the Lord of Dawn can bear witness!"

On the high platform.

Princess Duna from the Kingdom of Sak is giving a loud speech:

"Cologne is a robber. He not only stole the Lord of Dawn's authority over the Flames, but also wants to steal the people of both countries."

"God will not allow it!"

"We will not allow it either!"

"This kind of thief deserves endless torment in the underworld and to be despised by the world!"

As a princess of one of the two countries in the alliance, it is only natural for her to publicly proclaim these things.

However, only a minority of the audience were truly listening.

"She is very beautiful."

Will stroked his chin and spoke slowly.

"Who are you talking about?" Martha walked over.

"Cousin Dinah or Princess Duna?"

"They're both beautiful." Will turned around, expertly putting his arm around Martha's slender waist, and whispered:

"Of course, none of them are as pretty as you."

"Heh... I know what I look like." Martha rolled her eyes and twisted her body.

"Not here, it wouldn't be good if my cousin saw us."

She didn't dislike the physical intimacy between the two; in fact, judging from their actions, she seemed quite used to it.

"Diana?"

Will shook his head:

"She doesn't like me."

"My cousin has always had very high standards." Martha shrugged.

"If you can inherit your father's title, or become a knight, perhaps you can win his heart."

"But it doesn't matter, your marriage is not up to her."

"You seem to really want me to be with her," Will asked curiously.

"If we really got together, knowing your cousin's personality, she definitely wouldn't allow me to contact you again."

"If he wouldn't let you, wouldn't you have come secretly?" Martha rolled her eyes.

"I just want to see what kind of expression she'll have when you're pinning her down, the one who's always so proud."

"Is he still as aloof as before?"

"Haha..." Will said confidently.

"You know my strength very well, that's definitely impossible!"

…………

After Princess Duna left, Count Baro also gave a speech.

This count, who came from a military background, had a distinguished military record and was also a great knight.

His arrival can boost the morale of the soldiers on the front lines.

Following the two, prominent figures from the city took the stage, expressing their loyalty to the country and their indignation towards the enemy.

"To show our sincerity."

Robert said with a solemn expression:

"I am willing to donate one thousand gold coins and two thousand sets of clothing to support the soldiers on the front lines and to serve the King!"

"Splash..."

"Slap! Slap!"

His generosity drew applause from the crowd.

"Is Dr. Robert that rich?"

Carl clapped as he spoke:

"That's a thousand gold coins and two thousand sets of clothes, you just want to take them like that?"

"certainly."

Diana nodded:

"He is not only a doctor, but also a successful businessman. He has shares in the factory in the north of the city."

"A thousand gold coins is a distant number for others, but it may not mean much to him."

"Tsk tsk..." Karl clicked his tongue and shook his head.

He toiled away in Black City for over half a year, working himself to the bone, but all his earnings added up to only one or two thousand gold coins.

Compared to this, it's truly enviable.

"Karl!"

Hibel walked over, her brow furrowed:

"I don't like the atmosphere here, so I'm going back to the manor first. Don't forget to pick up your things when you go back."

"Okay," Carl nodded.

"Hmm..." After thinking for a moment, Sybel added:

"There will be a banquet in a few days. You will go in my place to bid farewell to Archbishop Antonio."

"The Archbishop is leaving?" Karl looked surprised.

"The city of Signoria cannot be without an archbishop."

Archbishop Antonio was the pillar of Signoria, and his importance far surpassed that of the city lord.

Especially its impact on people's hearts and minds.

The situation at the front is very unfavorable. If the archbishop leaves, it could cause great turmoil.

"It seems to be a return to the capital for a report; the regional bishop has to go back every four years," Hibel explained.

"If the archbishop wants to be promoted to cardinal, he can't stay here forever."

"promise!"

She gestured towards the area where people were concentrated in the hall:

"They came here to take over from the archbishop and keep order in Signoria."

"I see!" Karl said knowingly, with a sigh.

"Oh well."

He may seem to have a lot of free time, but he actually has a lot to do.

Since we're leaving, we definitely need to deal with all the supplies we have, as well as our interpersonal relationships and social obligations.

That's fine.

Before leaving, they need to go to Vitley City to meet up with Aya and the others.

The journey to the Black Swamp is long, and we will have to travel with Sybil and the others, so there will definitely be no chance to cross it.

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"drive!"

"drive!"

As nobles, horsemanship was a required course.

Karl steered his horse along the river, and after a series of intermittent journeys, a blurry city could be vaguely seen in the distance.

Vitley.

The legendary city of blazing sun, the port of freedom.

"Whoa..."

With a gentle nudge to the horse's belly, Karl leaped off its back, landed, grabbed a handful of dirt, and examined it closely.

The soil is loose and severely compacted.

"The Great Cataclysm..."

Looking up ahead, Karl's expression was somewhat complicated.

This world seems very abnormal, not just in Black City; the more I come into contact with it, the deeper this feeling becomes.

The distance from Black City to Vitley City is more than a hundred kilometers, but there are surprisingly few settlements like villages or towns along the way.

Most of them are village ruins.

The reason there are so few is because God cannot!

More and more land is unable to grow crops, there is a lack of sufficient water, even wild animals are becoming scarce, and ordinary people simply cannot survive outside.

No wonder everyone is flocking to the cities.

Whether it's the records in the book or the stories told by the older generation, it all shows that it wasn't like this before.

The change began with the so-called "catastrophe".

But Karl didn't know what the "Cataclysm" was; he only saw that places suitable for human habitation were becoming fewer and fewer over time.

This world...

It seems like we're heading towards death!

Like the shattered crimson moon in the sky.

…………

"Is this the city of Vitley?"

The scene that came into view made Karl's expression turn strange. He lingered at the city gate for a long time before shaking his head in silence, leading his horse slowly inside.

Although the city was dilapidated, the market was bustling with activity.

People came and went, and there was constant shouting.

"Come and see! Come and see! Fresh seafood! Huge clearance sale! Two kilograms for only one Divine Grace Coin!"

"Cuttlebone, an excellent material for making fishhooks..."

"Fishing nets, fish food, fishing rods... whatever you can think of, I have it all here. Even fishing boats can get it if they can afford the price."

"Bang!"

A large fish weighing several hundred pounds was slammed heavily onto a cutting board, and a burly man with his upper body bare brandished a long knife:

"Fresh fish, come and buy!"

Living off the land and water, Viterly, a coastal city, specializes in fish.

All kinds of fish.

Along the way, what impressed Carl the most was not the various kinds of fish, but the omnipresent fishy smell.

It was mixed with a foul smell from time to time!

The mud underfoot is even more unpredictable.

"Moonlight Flower, one Moonlight Flower for every Divine Grace Coin, can guide you on the lost sea and soothe your heart."

"I'll have three."

"I want one!"

Carl turned his head and saw that the stall selling moonflowers was crowded with people, all vying to buy them.

Moonflower?

Karl's gaze fell on the flower, and his eyes flickered slightly.

This flower seems to be a kind of magical material, possessing the ability to concentrate magic and attract moonlight, which can enhance the effects of light spells.

"The venom sac of the saber-toothed shark!"

"Pearl powder!"

"Coral fragments!"

"Sea snake scales can be used to make underwater protective suits; masterpieces can even allow people to breathe underwater."

"Hippocampus horn has certain healing properties. If you carry it on your person, it can heal minor injuries and save your life from serious injuries."

"..."

Karl walked slower and slower, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Enchanted items and witchcraft materials are extremely rare in the places he comes from, and they are very expensive.

Many wizards are even trying to find ways to use ordinary materials instead, since the production of enchanted items is too rare.

This is different!

Witchcraft materials are very common!

If there are enough magical materials, Karl's progress in magic will be accelerated.

To know.

The key to crafting enchanted items lies in the materials; as long as the materials are available, even a wizard apprentice can craft enchanted items.

"It seems that, in addition to potion-making and sorcery traps, crafting enchanted items will also need to be added to my future study plan."

"Hmm..."

"It seems like Cybel isn't good at creating enchanted items?"

That's obvious!

Limited by the availability of materials, many advanced wizarding apprentices were unable to craft even a few enchanted items themselves.

"The remains of a siren, its throat bone, if integrated into a specific weapon, can unleash the siren's howl, possessing a bewitching power."

Ok?

Carl turned around abruptly.

"I want it!"

Before he could even get close, a tall woman had already walked over and pressed down on the skeleton:

"What the Sea God has set his sights on, let's see who dares to steal it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him lowered their heads. Karl raised an eyebrow, turned around, and led his horse forward.

骑士！

Moreover, its aura is powerful enough.

When you first arrive, it's best not to be too conspicuous.

Furthermore, the fact that witchcraft materials can be sold in the market indicates that they are not uncommon for the people here.

He had made up his mind to stay in Vitley City, just as he had when he first arrived in Black City.

To stay permanently, you definitely need money.

"Divine Grace Coins?"

This is the currency used in Vitley City, somewhat similar to the large coin Karl obtained from Hal.

However, the Divine Grace Coin is smaller. I wonder if this smaller version of the Divine Grace Coin contains any source matter?

If we had one, that would be wonderful!

As the thought crossed his mind, Karl gently patted his waist.

The wooden box at his waist trembled slightly, and the faint chirping of insects led him toward a path.

Tracking bug!

A type of insect imbued with witchcraft, capable of smelling odors that ordinary people cannot detect.

The fact that there's a reaction means that Aya and the others are nearby.

Following the directions, Karl stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden hut, shook his head, and said:

"Now that you're here, you should all live separately."

"Uncle."

Aya came out of the house and smiled:

"When we lived underground, it was warmer and we felt safer huddled together. I'm not used to it now."

(End of this chapter)