My Magic Age

Qi Ge and I sat on the tall Yagui beast, with sacks full of magic herbs under our buttocks, which were seven or eight meters high. We rode on it wobbly and had a panoramic view of the huge Guluding town.

The colorful strips of cloth hung on the scattered wooden roofs were very beautiful when dancing in the wind. The town of Guluding is as big as ten Yemen towns. Only by sitting on the sack on the back of the tall Yagui beast can you feel the majestic atmosphere of the town.

On the loess road around the town, you can see groups of orcs gathering towards the town. Most of the orcs came with their luggage, and some hungry beast girls followed with their orc children. It can be seen that the Guluding town in front of them is their last hope.

In the valley not far away, a magnificent fortress was built between two mountains. Only the general outline can be vaguely seen between the gray rocks. That is the most famous Guluding Fortress on the Pai Plateau.

A caravan of thunder rhinos camped on the grassland not far south of the town. At first, I even mistakenly thought it was our caravan. Those thunder rhinos who looked particularly familiar gathered by the pond to drink water. I even thought we were late and that Old Kuru had arrived here before us.

But after a closer look, I found that the goods in this caravan were not refined iron ingots. The piles of bags of food wheat in the caravan camp were piled up like mountains.

Those wheat that can be ground into powder and baked into fragrant sweet bread made the eyes of the beast girls in our team become very hot. Those are real food, piled up like a small mountain.

In the orc tribe of Pai Plateau, even black bread is not something that can be eaten casually. This wheat mountain in front of us is no different from a huge gold mountain for these beast girls from the countryside.

However, there were not many orcs stopping in front of such a golden mountain. For the orcs who were short of food and even starved to death, this wheat mountain must be very attractive. However, there were almost no orcs in front of the caravan camp, and the atmosphere seemed very strange.

From a distance, the architectural style of the entire Guluding Town was a simple and majestic log-structured animal pen-type building. The orcs liked to surround the huge logs into a huge circular fence, and placed a triangular wooden frame on the top of the sharpened logs, and covered the wooden frame with rafters as thick as arms, so that a huge wooden house was built. The inside of the house was also built with countless wood, and the gaps between the logs were smoothed with white lime outside the house, which looked like a row of round towers.

It can be seen that the wealthy orc nobles in the town like to build their houses at the east end of the town. The tall courtyard walls and the tall towers exposed outside all show the extraordinary status of the owners. The stairs of those tall houses, surrounding the outer side of the circular tower-like giant house, once spiraled upward, looking extremely magnificent.

The further west you go, the lower the houses appear. I slowly discovered that there are very few doors and windows in these houses.

Kuz stood on the head of the Yagui beast, excitedly pointing at the houses in the town in the distance, and told me which ones were ordinary orcs in Guluding Town and which ones were inhabited by the nobles of the Blood Wolf Clan.

On such a sunny morning, I can clearly see that in some exquisite brick and stone houses, those people standing by the windows are pointing at the busy streets outside the windows and excitedly talking about interesting topics.

And from those crude houses, there would always be tall orcs. If you look closely, adult wolf orcs are not much taller than humans. They are usually about two meters tall, only half a head taller than adult men, but they are much stronger than adult human men. They all carry huge machetes with them, merge into the crowd on the street, and disappear in a blink of an eye.

This is not a depressed town. The total population of orcs in the whole town has always remained at more than 50,000. Of course, there are also some merchants from humans. Now, there are some more hungry orcs who have fled from small tribes, making this town seem crowded. Even so, it is rare to see orcs begging for food on the street.

Those orc girls and orc children were handed over to Gribaschin to lead the team. After more than half a month of recuperation, there is no longer much color on their faces.

The remaining 200 beastwomen and children in the Laitu tribe were also among them. The rest of the beastmen were met on the road. They later found that as long as they dug some wild vegetables in the wilderness, they could drink hot wild vegetable soup. Occasionally, when the nobles of the team were kind, they could drink some meat soup. Moreover, this team seemed to be very free. They could decide whether to leave or stay. So these beastmen wandering in the wilderness joined our team like streams flowing into rivers and followed us all the way to the town of Guludin.

On the way, Kuz, Qige and I discussed that we would not stay in Guludin for too long. We overturned all the plans we had made in Yemen. At the beginning, Old Kuru just wanted us to cooperate with the Council of Elders to make vermicelli secretly, and when the caravan of Master Leipas arrived in Guludin, we would put it on the market, so as to open up a new trade route for the beastmen. But now we want to have our own territory, and want to dig out the sweet potatoes buried there so that the orcs of the Blood Wolf Clan can survive this great spring famine.

Kuz pulled Aguimon and struggled to push through the flow of people blocking the road ahead. Aguimon's huge body and the cargo loaded on it were very eye-catching. When he walked to the east corner of the small town, there were people approaching. We came to strike up a conversation and wanted to find out what kind of goods we were carrying. However, when these people got closer, they judged that the exposed sacks were tied with ropes and they were ordinary magical herbs.

"Are you selling these hemostatic herbs? I'll give you a high price!"

"Hey, do you sell herbal medicine? Seeing that you are new, I can take you to the largest herbal medicine store in the town. It will definitely have the highest price in the town!"

"Are you going to smuggle these herbal medicines back to Sloit City? You are from that herbal medicine store. The big shopkeeper dares to let you out at such a young age. What a hero! Do you want to stay in a hotel? Do we have any in our store? There is a separate warehouse for storing goods, and there are dedicated people to take care of your livestock. If you choose to live in our store, your livestock will never lose a few pounds...Hey..."

Qige and I sat on the tall sacks and looked down at the past. The human merchants who were mixed in the orc town were like hard-working bees. To put it harshly, they were like a group of people who saw the seams. The flies kept buzzing around Kurtz, always trying to find out what Kurtz's purpose was.

Some people even tried to lift the veil from the face of Catalina who was following Kuz, but Kuz kicked her away.

On the bustling street, among the bustling crowds, there are all kinds of orcs and humans mixed together. Kurtz is wearing a rough magic antelope skin light armor, carrying a black alloy bow, and two bronze forged weapons tied around his waist. short-term mission The ax has a silver pattern inlaid on it. Only dwarf craftsmen can have such exquisite craftsmanship. The foot-long bone-picking knife is attached to the outside of the thigh. This luxurious version of the standard hunter's dress makes everyone around him look at him. Look.

Inadvertently, after Kurtz used his shoulder to push away the human businessman who was approaching from the front, his hair casually tied into a ponytail was scattered by the crowd. A small hand reached out to the leather wallet hanging on Kurtz's belt in the chaos, walking in front of him. Catalina, who was behind, stooped and took two steps forward. By chance, her white hand blocked the restless little hand, causing the little hand to shrink back in panic.

"I'm not selling my goods, and I'm not staying in a store. I'm going home. Can you please stay out of the way?" A series of orcish words with the flavor of Gurudin came out of Kurtz's mouth, and the crowd was crowded. Like a school of fish in the sea, they disperse in a rush.

The merchants who came out of nowhere continued to look for the next target. There were so many hunters who came to Gurudin to sell magic herbs and leather. They poured in from all directions in the wasteland almost every day. This spring, it was even more... Busy and bustling, these are popular with locals Second-hand dealers called brokers will always meet three or two fat sheep who don't know anything as long as they are willing to let go of their old faces. Many orc hunters are simple-minded and will enjoy this if someone is diligent and busy. They want comfort and comfort, but they don’t really care about money.

There are four huge gates made of logs in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Gurudin Town. The gates are more than ten meters high. Even a Thunder Rhinoceros loaded with goods can easily pass through the gate. Whenever such a big animal comes to the town, If you leave, the blood wolf tribe orc guards at the entrance of the town will come forward to check. The recent news has become tighter. A large number of people flow into the town every day, and the management of large animals is even stricter. There is almost no room for people in the town, and you still dare to drive animals in, huh!

"Where are you coming from?" "Where are you going?" "There are regulations in this town that don't allow big animals!"

The werewolf guard of the blood wolf tribe who was stuck in front of the town gate said quickly, no matter whether you answered or not, he said the words as if it was a routine, and then tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look up and down at the dusty Kurtz. At that time, the orc hunters were very indifferent, and they were never as quick as the human merchants to take out a few coins from their pockets, hide them in their sleeves and hand them over quietly, so that the werewolf guards could make a little fortune. But now the werewolf guard seems to have made up his mind to strip something from Kurtz, otherwise he will not be allowed to enter the town. Who asked him to lead a large animal loaded with goods, and wear a gorgeous outfit, all this equipment? It is comparable to the standard equipment of the Blood Wolf Army of Grudin Fortress, which is really enviable.

Kurtz raised his eyebrows and looked at the werewolf guard of the Blood Wolf Tribe. His eyes widened and his grin was a bit forced. He held the reins of the Agui beast with one hand and pointed at himself with the other hand. He asked in surprise: "What are you talking about?" Me? Our town has also started collecting city gate tax? Are you sure you want to collect it?”

"You, you, you... you... are... special than others?" The blood wolf clan werewolf guard was about to get angry when he was pushed by another older, middle-aged werewolf guard who was leaning against the wooden door pillar with his eyes narrowed and dozing. , the one who squeezed his face into a chrysanthemum and faced Ku Zimei smiled and said: "Oh, you are Mr. Kuz, it is the Seventh Young Master who is back. You are blind, you don't know our Seventh Young Master, oh, look at my mouth, now I call you Seventh Master, Seventh Master, Have you just arrived home? Hurry up and lead the way for Master Qi..."