"Let's go. We'll walk into the city."
Basta glanced back. After confirming that the man was still alive, he stepped forward. When he was about to enter the city gate, he did not forget to look back and ask, "Did you have any problems along the way?"
"No, no, Your Excellency. I felt very comfortable along the way."
Blake observed the man's expression and immediately understood that he did not want him to 'complain', so he quickly responded with flattering words. Basta nodded and did not say anything more.
Relieved, Blake finally had the energy to pay attention to the surrounding scenery. He came to Hollier about 15 years ago. At that time, the Dukes Of Angmar ruled the city. Based on Blake's rich experience, Hollier could only rank fourth or fifth in the Kingdom of Karen in terms of size and prosperity.
However, the Hollier City 15 years later gave him a very different feeling. Just the train tracks and platforms that had been built outside the city were clearly beyond his imagination. The spacious and smooth road had been in use for a long time. The sign on the side of the road indicated the destination at the end of the road. He rubbed his eyes and found that the last column was actually "Elsen City."
Of course, he knew how far Elsen City was, so he stood there for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.
The temperature here was much colder than the base of the Moon God Clan. If it were not for the recent frequent sacrificial activities, the residents there would not even have come out of their houses. But on the road in front of him, he could see a steady stream of carriages, caravans, and even mercenary groups going in and out of the city gate. Vegetables and fruits from the southern cities were clearly visible on the carriages. The bundles of animal skins carried by the mercenaries were even more eye-catching, which meant that they could make a steady profit from the shops in the city.
Fifteen years ago, Blake also came to Hollier around this time. But at that time, the city gate was not lively. In winter, there was only one gate open, and no one came in or out of it all day long. Now, this sharp contrast had made him realize that many things had changed.
Walking along the road into the city, Basta and the others did not dare to use Dragon Power to suppress the mortals like before. Their clothes had also become plain, but the horns on their heads were still eye-catching. The people around them consciously made way for them and looked at them with awe and reverence.
Blake did not see any surprise on these people's faces. This could only mean one thing: the people of Hollier had become accustomed to the existence of Dragons.
What on earth did Roddy have to make the Dragons run around him?
From outside the city to the central square, they could see the unrecognizable Hercino Magic Tower from afar. As a former arcanist, Blake had once seen the majestic floating magic tower in the newspaper. However, its surface was now full of holes. When he walked closer, he found that even the base of the tower had disappeared.
Apart, Blake felt a more fearful. If the Grand Arcanist's Magic Magic Tower suffered such a damage, what kind of enemy it was?
However, the Dragons next to him did not even realize this because they did not participate in or witness the battle against Bati. The crystal dragon shook his head at the Magic Tower. "I really don't understand why the lords attach so much importance to such a broken Magic Tower."
"Probably because this is the strongest Magic Tower that humans have?" Basta sneered. "This group of humans only has some verbal advantages in the agreement."
They were not very satisfied with the news in the newspaper. They thought that this was the behavior of humans to put gold on their faces. After all, with the strength and identity of Basta and the others, they were not qualified to participate in the research and discussion. From the point of view of the onlookers, it was normal to criticize like this.
Basta looked down on the Magic Tower. What he was most concerned about now was how to "settle" Kardashian. In this regard, the green dragon and red dragon on the side did not lack ideas. Male Dragons were generally more lustful. It was common for them to go to the elf tribe or the human world to seek pleasure. These people did not pay attention to training usually, so it was not surprising that they found a "common language" on the topic of "women."
The Dragons chatted and laughed as they entered the Magic Tower. Because the pedestal disappeared, Edith temporarily used the fourth floor as the entrance and connected it to the Half Plane as protection. Blake was amazed by the level of magic reflected in the details, but Basta was having a great time talking about "how to push down Kardashian."
"Now she must be in a period of psychological weakness. As long as we comfort her and give her some hints, I guarantee that we will succeed!"
"Hey, we still have to try to know."
Basta touched his nose. Although this was what he said, the obscene smile on his face had already betrayed his inner thoughts. After walking for a while, he remembered that they were in the Magic Tower. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about it. Let's finish our task first."
The group laughed a few times and asked Blake to follow the team. Soon, they arrived at the middle floor of the Magic Tower.
Edith personally came out to greet the Dragons. Basta and the others put on a serious expression and went up to greet her. The latter expressed her gratitude in the dragon language. The few of them were a little surprised, but when they remembered that she was a demigod, they understood and respectfully retreated.
Facing this Grand Arcanist who looked like a High Elf, Blake was as excited as Pan Da before. His lips trembled as he bowed, but what came out of his mouth was, "Sterian above, Blake, a devout follower of the Moon God, wish Her Excellency Edith well."
Edith's expression did not change. She only nodded and casually asked, "Did anything happen on the way?"
"No, nothing serious. They have always been very good to me."
There was nothing wrong with what Blake said, but Basta and the others were not present. His expression obviously had other meanings. Edith raised her eyes and glanced at him. This "Holy Lord" was very respectful, with his head lowered and his face filled with obedience. But the more he behaved like this, the more it meant that there was something wrong.
Blake's little tricks were very scheming. However, he did not realize that this kind of trick was very childish when used on a demigod. Edith did not speak again, but Blake inexplicably felt uneasy.
Following Edith, he walked all the way to the "guest area" where Pan Da and the others were. Blake was arranged to stay next to Pan Da. Seeing Holy Lord Blake appear in front of him, the latter was stunned for a moment and even forgot to bow. "Lord, Lord Blake, I mean, Lord Holy Lord … You —"
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