From Wild Mage to Wizard King

As the caravan walked out of the woods, a wide stone road came into view.

After seeing the stone road, they hurriedly drove their livestock onto the stone road. Compared with mud roads and dirt roads, stone roads are much better.

Looking along this stone road, you can see this long road that connects all directions and continues to spread far away.

Even the caravan members who have been here several times still sighed when they saw this.

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In Donnar, it is almost impossible to see this kind of stone road connecting the entire territory.

Since the Central Kingdom entered the Great Void Period, the power of the central government has been divided up, and the entire Donnar has been torn apart, becoming an independent knight kingdom.

After that, there were few forces to build such stone roads. Most of them were rammed earth roads, and at most, one or two stone roads were built in some key places.

Like Jiuqi, building so many at once would cost a lot of manpower and money, which ordinary knight kingdoms could not afford.

You should know that some poorer knight kingdoms even took decades to build their own castles.

Moreover, in addition to the problems of manpower and money, in the knight kingdoms under the feudal system, road construction is still a political issue. How to build and where to build first all need to be discussed and coordinated with the knight nobles below.

Moreover, the most important premise is to convince the knight nobles of the feudal system to be willing to build the road.

You should know that not every knight noble of the feudal system is willing to let the king have a fast road that can directly lead to their territory, because this will strengthen the king's power.

Looking at the stone road in front of him, Belon had a simple concept of the wealth and centralization of Jiuqi.

After stepping on the stone road, the speed of the caravan obviously increased by several levels. At the same time, Belon, Edison and others also became a little busy.

At the request of the caravan, they strengthened the surveillance of the refugees in the rear to prevent them from joining the refugee groups brought by other caravans, which would cause some unnecessary troubles.

At the same time, under the urging of the caravan steward, the caravan also accelerated its pace and successfully arrived at the target city that afternoon.

At the call of the caravan steward, Belon and others handed the refugees over to some local officials.

When the caravan steward discussed the income of this refugee with the officials, Belon also looked curiously at the orderly actions of the officials and soldiers in front of him.

Under their orders, the refugees passed through a metal gate one by one. Every time a person passed, the metal gate would make a sound. After the sound was made, the officials next to the metal gate would also take a pen to record something on the paper.

After completing the record, the refugees would be taken into the camp in the rear, and he could not see the rest.

He listened roughly and found that there were about seven or eight different sounds, and the officials' records seemed to be different depending on the sound.

Weird, what is this doing?

Belon scratched his head. Although he was not born in a civilian family and had received some basic education, he still didn't quite understand this completely unknown thing.

Since he didn't understand, he asked.

Belon elbowed Edison who walked to his side, pointed at the metal gate and asked.

"How is it, did you find out? What is that thing?"

Edison nodded and replied.

"I think I understand. Just like when we buy horses, the horse merchants will classify war horses into different qualities. That is a wizard's thing to identify the quality of refugees."

"It seems that the stronger and healthier the refugees are, the higher the price they offer."

"No wonder the stingy caravan deacon has rarely starved the refugees. It seems to be for a good price."

Belon nodded and said.

"I see, did you find out anything else?"

"Oh, yes, if we want to enter the city, we have to register, explain our identity, get a card, and then we can enter the city, otherwise we will be treated as enemies."

Edison said in a speechless tone.

"The wizards from Sinar are troublesome."

"Keep your voice down. We are still in their territory. I heard that Sinar calls them spellcasters. Be careful and don't keep calling them wizards."

Bellon reminded.

"Got it."

Edison nodded indifferently, not listening at all.

As the two chatted, all the refugees brought by the caravan finally completed the inspection.

The record officer handed the inspected paper to the officer who was talking to the caravan steward.

He took the paper and read it several times, then took out the seal he carried with him, printed it on the paper, and then handed it to the caravan steward who was smiling in front of him.

After taking the paper, the caravan steward glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

After the caravan steward left with the paper, another caravan came over with his refugees.

After completing the refugee transaction, the work of Bellon, Edison and others was over.

After receiving the due compensation from the caravan steward, Belon and Edison immediately headed for the nearby city.

They had long been curious about Jiuqi. If the work had not been completed, they would have run to the city long ago.

Belon led the warhorse in line, looked up at the tall city wall in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this the Old Qi City?"

Just as Belon sighed, the person who was also queuing up to register looked at Belon and said with a smile.

"Is this your first time here?"

Hearing his words, Belon looked over and saw a young man wearing simple clothes and carrying a longbow on his back. He looked a little sophisticated, but his face looked a little immature.

However, after seeing his pair of pointed ears, Belon understood.

Half-elf, a subspecies of elves, inherited some of the talents of elves, such as longevity, so it is normal to have a young face and be a little immature.

Belon nodded and asked with some doubts.

"How do you know?"

The half-elf boy smiled and pointed to the city in front of him and said.

"This is not the Old Qi City. This is a new city built just to facilitate trade with caravans. Even the official name has not been determined yet. It is just called New One City. The Old Qi City is much more prosperous than here."

"Ah?"

Belon was a little surprised. This tall and prosperous city is just a new city. Is it not as good as the Old Qi?

Thinking of this, Belon asked hurriedly.

"Excuse me, sir, how is the Old Qi City compared to here? Where is it? How can I get there?"

The half-elf smiled and continued.

"Old Qi City, there are so many amazing places. If you want to go and see it, wait until you get the entry permit, buy a map and walk along the road yourself."

I checked, how come it's already past 12 o'clock, my full attendance! ! ! !

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