Half-elf Notebook

At the same time, as a magic apprentice, she knew that the two similar crystals were magic crystals.

It is very rare to sell magic items of slightly higher levels in Lei Shi.

Aixia was naturally very interested in its origins.

"Interesting thing... Does it count as a princess who was assassinated and came to my house to escape being hunted down?"

"Or let's talk. I'm a member of a mutual aid association that trades magic scrolls and items illegally?"

Ina pulled up her collar a little, revealing the half-revealed bracelet, and said:

"This is a commission from President Shu Xi. One of the rewards is a magic item of space magic."

"Baron Wayne?"

As the daughter of a famous Chamber of Commerce, Aixia was also invited to attend some aristocratic banquets.

Naturally, he knew Shu Xi's true identity.

She couldn't help but cover her lips lightly and exclaimed:

"Sister Ina, you are amazing. He is one of the top wizards in the kingdom. Very few people can get his request."

“Should I be proud of this?”

Ina said half-jokingly.

Then the two chatted about a lot of recent events.

For example: the assassination of the seventh princess Mera and the expansion of the orcs' activities in Earl's Ridge, which led to an increase in escort costs, etc.

Ina chose to keep the matter of Meira's temporary protection a secret.

I know very little about other things.

It was basically Aishia who was narrating the story, with her occasionally interrupting.

When the food was gradually placed on the table, she just ate while listening.

"I hope the next time we meet we won't be too far apart, Sister Ina."

"Also, the magic shops at 10, 11, and 16 Browning Street in the East District are affiliated with the Berleman Chamber of Commerce. This is my personal business card."

"You can get a 20% discount on general merchandise, and get low-interest loans. You can also sell some goods. At least the purchase price will be a little higher than what the Magic Association gets."

“It’s a little less, but wealth is accumulated.”

"Hey, this is one of my family's teachings."

Until the staple food is almost gone.

Aixia handed Ina a beautiful cardboard card similar to Helia's "temporary union employee" card, and waved goodbye with a smile on her face.

After finishing dinner, Ina returned to the guest room to prepare for a new round of magic and mental power control training.

Her rank would not cause her to fall back into the poverty and disaster she had experienced before.

But after listening to what Aixia said, it would be a lie to say that I didn't feel anything.

…………

The Earldom of Kersroy, the sub-city of Blackstone Fortress.

Rick was approaching the main city of Blackrock Fortress at a speed that was extremely disproportionate to his size.

He was like a bird flying low over the sky, not affected at all by the height of the eaves or the distance between them.

In contrast, his footsteps were terribly light.

In the deserted city with only the buzzing of insects, it is still difficult to distinguish.

In less than a minute, Rick arrived at the hundred-meter-high fortress, in the dark and lightless shadow.

There was no pause or preparation.

His fingers only lightly touched the wall made of alchemical cement and stone bricks, and the majestic war aura that emanated from it had completed all the steps from infiltration to fusion.

The next moment, Rick's body was like a disembodied ghost.

It lost its weight and began to climb rapidly on the almost flat city wall!

This is a skill that combines the release of battle breath and strengthening.

As long as Rick needs, he can even walk on a vertical wall with his feet standing on it, or run as if it were flat ground.

The height of more than twenty meters was reached in an instant.

Suddenly, a row of large dents appeared on the flat wall.

They weren't supposed to be here, and in fact they weren't on the other side of the fortress wall.

This is part of the design based on the nature of the city, as a fortress city in front of the border.

An important supply base for a regional army and outpost, a wedge driven into the edge of the kingdom’s territory.

It is almost designed based on resisting large-scale attacks and holding out for a long time.

Without the numerous bastions on the periphery, the main body of the city resembles a half-moon in the dark night.

The fortress itself occupies more than one-fifth of the city's area.

Rick, who had been stationed inside this thick city wall for many years, knew very well how many weapons and military supplies could be hidden inside.

More than a dozen deep wells were dug on the lowest level of the fortress.

If there is sufficient food, the defenders can even choose to abandon the secondary city and allow relatives and most civilians to retreat into the fortress.

Making it a giant fortress standing on the earth.

The recesses were actually the soldiers' rooms, or some windows for supplies that needed ventilation.

No matter how big the secondary city is, it is impossible to provide living space for tens of thousands of soldiers, their relatives, and civilians.

More than 60% of the soldiers still live and eat in the fortress.

There were only a few magic mining lamps placed in the space.

The main sources of light are still torches, oil lamps and candles in lamp holders.

The ubiquitous gray shadows and the darkness that engulfs everything are the most common things seen by those who live there.

It's terrifyingly depressing, but also eerily quiet.

Without the warm sunlight penetrating through these holes, the long-term resistance in the war would be impossible.

While stationed, the morale of soldiers and professionals is a big issue.

Rick stopped twenty centimeters before the notch.

He didn't seem to care at all whether he was observed by any orcs patrolling the fortress, walls, or bastions.

Then he let his hands go off the wall, and only used his toes, which were wearing flat shoes, to fix his body in place in a posture that was not in line with common sense.

I don’t know if it’s because of gravity or the need to adjust body posture.

Rick's body leaned back a lot, from lying flat on the ground to leaning sideways.

He slowly took out a magic scroll from the inner pocket of his black robe, opened it, and injected fighting spirit into it.

Throw it into the room through the gap in the broken window.

He immediately jumped up and placed his hand lightly on the edge of the concave stone brick.

The figure followed closely and sank into it.

The dilapidated windows and glass could not withstand Rick's powerful fighting breath.

Before the people arrived, the war shells shot out from their hands and blasted the obstacles into pieces.

"Who?!"

An orc who saw the scroll burn briefly growled.

He held a cracked machete in his hand and carefully pushed open the rotten wooden door, making a creaking sound.

When the door was mostly opened, he made eye contact with Rick who had suddenly come in.

In an instant, the two warriors of different races reacted completely differently.

The orc shifted his gaze, and his pupils continued to move upwards, looking at the suddenly broken window.

It was as if he couldn't see Rick who was only a few meters away.

On the other side, as soon as Rick landed, he flashed close to the orc.

The series of movements are like flowing water guided by gravity, natural and smooth.