My Magic Age

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on each of our faces. A cool drizzle wipes the blue sky clean. At this moment, the few clouds remaining in the sky are covered with gorgeous rays of light, as if the white silk ribbons are dyed with golden edges. A few white birds fly across the sky. Only in such a cool evening can they dare to fly so freely. On the hills in the suburbs of the city in the distance, the golden apple forests render the whole mountain into a patch of thick green. Looking at it, it is actually endless. The sea of ​​trees is the true heritage of the city of El.

The outline of the entire city of El was faintly visible in the dusk not far away. The central mountain in the city center had been lit up with lights. The halo of the magic academy and the city hall gave the mountain a symbol of power. This was a city that was thriving and full of vitality. With the warming relationship between the Green Empire and the Orc Tribe in the past two years, a large amount of trade was going on between Guludin and Sloyt City. The rise of this trade route would affect the economy of the entire north. El City happened to be located in a hub section of this trade route. The huge business opportunities had already made El City feel a little bit of heat.

Many citizens have already felt the benefits. Caravans passing by here usually leave behind various commodities brought back from the orc tribe, including the magic antelope parchment and a large number of low-level magic herbs produced in abundance in the orc tribe. However, after careful statistics, it is shown that the proportion of these commodities is decreasing year by year. Among the commodities brought back from the orc tribe, more and more commodities are worthy of trade by human merchants, including leather, herbs, food, minerals and various exquisite gems. The orcs have begun to process these materials into commodities with tribal orc-style characteristics, which are rapidly eroding the market of the Green Empire.

Nowadays, delicious canned luncheon meat has almost become a household delicacy. Everyone knows that those exquisite iron cans are filled with genuine and unique wild beef. They not only appear on the dining table of every family, but also become a must-have for camping in the wild. Little did I know that on the entire Pai Plateau, there were hundreds of thousands of bison herds as numerous as stars. If these bison were not hunted in large numbers, the vegetation on the Pai Plateau would inevitably be completely destroyed by these highly adaptable livestock. A large number of cheap canned foods were transported from the plateau and exchanged for bags of silver coins. It was really

If Bobby had not led me to the big food shop on the edge of the slave market today and tasted this long-lost taste, I might have almost forgotten those vermicelli. Those vermicelli transported from the plateau have been divided up by the nobles of the entire Green Empire, because I have never seen anyone selling vermicelli from the Orc Tribe in the market. I originally thought that these vermicelli were not well promoted and were not liked by the people of the Green Empire. Unexpectedly, the opposite was true. It is said that it is the most unique food in the Orc Tribe and has become a guest of honor at the banquets held by the nobles. The vermicelli with "limited production" seems to be quietly circulated only in a limited circle of nobles. It turns out that this thing is actually a high-end route.

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This reminds me of Kuz's territory, Drowning Pond. The swamps seem to be full of potatoes. I'm afraid this guy will count the money for these vermicelli until his hands are tired!

Thinking this way, I'm afraid that the corpse fire oil is also high-end. I have never seen them in various grocery stores. The oil residue left by the swamp zombies after refining the corpse fire oil was actually made into pieces of "honeycomb coal" by Kuz according to my original idea. Now it has gradually entered thousands of households in the Green Empire.

My thoughts were interrupted by a huge roar. I slowly woke up from my meditation. The bright signal lights were lit on the airport tower 100 meters above my head. With the noisy sound, the surroundings became more and more chaotic. Every other day, this lively scene would appear on the airport tower. The entire tower was covered with hard workers preparing to load and unload goods, just waiting for the moment when the airship stopped. There would be a constant stream of people carrying the goods on the airship and quickly resupplying the airship under orderly command.

On the largest airport tower in the south of El City, a huge airship heading from Ziqing Mountain City to Sloyte City was slowly approaching the shore. The airship was like a huge wooden structure floating in the sky. There were ten propeller blades on both sides of the airship. These huge propellers driven by the magic pattern array rotated rapidly, suspending the 100-meter-long airship in the sky. A bright searchlight was installed at the front of the airship. In such a twilight, the headlight kept shaking left and right.

The long whistle sounded again on the airport tower, which was a signal urging the travelers to prepare to board the ship. The long white hair of the elf girl was blown apart by the summer evening wind. She hurriedly reached out to gather the hair blowing on my face behind her pointed long ears. The pair of white jade-like crystal clear tender long ears were revealed, and with the elf girl's thin cheeks, it was like a fine work of art.

An extremely simple sleeveless leather jacket and tight leather pants look like exquisite fashion on the elf girl. She narrowed her big, sad eyes slightly, ignoring the long whistle sound. Instead, she stared at me with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

"Do you really want to let me go?" The elf girl blinked her eyes and opened her lips slightly. Those two white teeth were like two crystal pearls.

She never expected that I would let her go easily, worth fifty magic crystals. Now, the soul contract that belongs to her has been torn up by me and thrown away casually at my feet.

I smiled and teased her: "Why not? Do you still have to worry about how I can take good care of you in the coming days?"

The elf girl tilted her head and looked at me carefully, as if she wanted to engrav my appearance deeply in her mind at this moment.

"Do you want to bring more travel expenses? Are you sure you can find your relatives in the Green Empire?" I decided to send Fo to the West. Since I had decided to release her to her world, I might as well do the good thing to the end, so I asked her.

She shook her head lightly, pursed her lips with the pride unique to elves on her face, and answered simply: "No!"

Then her eyes looked at the discarded soul scroll on the grass nearby. The magic pattern array on it had completely failed. She looked at me deeply and said to me: "I hope we can have the opportunity to meet again in the future!"

I hesitated for a moment, smiled and said to her, "Okay!"

The elf girl slowly merged into the crowd at the airport tower and walked slowly towards the airship without even looking back.

I didn't ask her where she was going, or even her name. I didn't want to know anything about her origins. Since I had decided to set her free, I might as well do it in a cool way. But having said that, the fifty magic crystals are really distressing. I wonder what Bobby will think after knowing my decision. I can't control that much anymore. Since I decided to be willful once, I have to bear the consequences in the future.

...Beautiful dividing line...

It was getting very late, I believe Fanny must have been a little anxious at home at this time, so I quickly put myself in order and prepared to go home.

I left the orc female warrior and the little half-orc girl in that dilapidated bonfire camp. For a while, I couldn't think of how to deal with these orcs, especially since they had an autographed letter from the wise man Meanna. I had met the wise man with a high reputation once in the wasteland, and I didn't expect that he would actually do it. Leaving behind such an incredible letter, I can't figure out how that wise man knew that I would live in seclusion in El City five years ago.

Divination is a very mysterious spell. There are not many shamans in the orc tribe who can predict the future. I have a ridiculous feeling that I was cheated five years ago.

But facing these orcs who are too poor to even wear pants, at least I should do something for them now! The help I can provide is not much. At best, it can only be a full meal and a piece of clothing to protect the body from the cold. So, I once again took out all the remaining yellow and orange gold coins and shining silver coins in the money bag, and handed them into the hands of the old orcs and asked them to buy some of the cheapest rye flour. Maybe it would be okay. Buy some cheap bison hides shipped back from the plateau. These leathers are not suitable for soft armor, but there is no problem at all for making hard leather armor or hard cowhide marching tents.

Most of the orcs are a bit simple-minded. Generally speaking, as long as it is something they believe in, even the nine cows may not be able to pull it back. Just like now they stubbornly regard me as the messenger of the beast god, but this group of hundreds of The caller suddenly became my follower.

Orcs are born to be leatherworkers, just like dwarves are born to be blacksmiths. The orcs live a semi-nomadic life in the wilderness after they are born. They have to deal with leather almost all their lives, so everyone is a Leatherworker, that's not an exaggeration at all. When I saw that there was not even half a piece of leather in their camp, I knew how poor they were. Not only did they need some clothing to cover their bodies, they also needed some tents suitable for camping in the wild.

I sat on a straw mat and said with a straight face to the shaman who was lame on one leg: "I am a very mean person!"

He looked at me with a smile, as if as long as I could take them in, they would never complain at all even if I sold them as slaves.

"Perhaps you will lose your freedom in the future!" I said to the old orc again.

He still smiled and said nothing, and there was a light of blind worship in his cloudy eyes.

"You have to work for me like slaves. No one can be lazy. Lazy people will be whipped. I will also make strict rules. Anyone who breaks the rules will be punished..." No matter what I say What, the old orc and the orc female warrior were listening carefully.

Until I finally said that my mouth was dry and I asked them both helplessly: "Are you sure you want to become my follower?"

They nodded without hesitation...