Next to a warm bonfire.
Aladdin was preparing some snacks for supper. It was actually sliced meat, sprinkled with spices, and roasted. In the storyline, the original Halflings were people who knew how to enjoy themselves. They would spend at least half of their wealth on making themselves more comfortable. Moreover, the Halflings would not be adventuring for a long time. They would often choose to return home and retire after making a fortune. Vivian couldn't eat anymore, and Gloria also burped, which was a rare occurrence. She then entered the carriage with a slightly red face.
Søren's appetite was very good. The stronger one's physique, the better their digestive ability. His appetite had doubled compared to before.
For example, he now carried jerky with him, mainly in case he didn't have time to cook during a battle. He could just use jerky for a period of time, and it would be much better when he broke through to grade 4. At that time, his endurance would be greatly strengthened, and it wouldn't be a problem even if he didn't eat for seven or eight days. He knew a little about barbecue. The two sat by the bonfire and ate meat. Perhaps it was because there was a gourmet beside him, but Søren unexpectedly unlocked the [Cooking] skill.
Now, it was already 20 points.
There were many types of basic skills. In addition to the ability to directly affect combat, there were also skills such as forging, cooking, tailoring, and so on. These skills weren't very useful, and very few people would specifically train in them. Weapon forging and armor forging had their limits, and if one wanted to create rare grade equipment, they had to use alchemy. Among them, the most typical was the wizard robes. Many high-grade robes required special materials, such as the tough spider silk from the Underdark. Ordinary tailors would not be able to make clothes with this kind of spider silk.
As for wizards themselves, you couldn't expect them to be proficient in the art of sewing when they already had so many things to learn.
Therefore, high-grade rare grade items had always been very rare.
Aladdin leaned against the carriage and smoked his pipe. He also handed a small bag of tobacco to Søren and said with a smile, "Try the tobacco of the Norodotus family. This is the best tobacco in the north of the Shire."
Søren didn't refuse. He reached out his hand and lit it up. He basically didn't drink. When necessary, he could use tobacco to ease his pain. Sometimes, he could use it to distract himself from his injuries. The tobacco grown by the halflings was hard to buy even if you had the money. It was something that many wizards were passionate about. When lit, it would have a faint fragrance that could help to refresh one's mind. The effect was similar to Gloria's incense, but tobacco was mostly a hobby of male wizards.
The night gradually deepened.
The Halfling spread out a blanket, then rolled it up and went to sleep. No one knew if he was asleep or not. After all, it was difficult for Rogues to fall asleep.
Rogues had the most important tasks in the adventurer team. They had to be vigilant at all times.
If they were ambushed, Rogues would definitely be the first to be questioned. That was why for a long time, Rogues liked to travel alone because their tasks were too difficult. When they encountered dangerous terrain, they had to walk at the front. They had to deal with the traps. At night, the Mages were meditating, the Warriors were sleeping, and the Rogues had to be vigilant at all times. When it was safe, they had to take some time to rest. It was okay to have a high-level Ranger to replace them. If there were not many dangerous places, the Warriors would be useless. They wouldn't even know when the enemy had sneaked in.
It was still a solo activity. They could leave and stay as they pleased. It was quite comfortable.
There was a faint howl from a wolf in the distance.
Søren sat in the carriage to rest. Vivian pulled the corner of his clothes with her small hand. Søren smiled and touched her little head, indicating that she didn't need to enter the carriage. Although the Halfling was very friendly, he still wouldn't take it lightly. Even if there was a warning circle set up by the witches, he still thought that he would feel more at ease if he kept watch at night. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night. The weather was getting colder and colder. Winter might come earlier this year. It seemed that it would be much colder than previous years.
Aladdin gradually fell into a deep sleep. He probably didn't want to travel with them, but to be able to have a good sleep.
He probably wouldn't dare to sleep peacefully in the wilderness.
Søren sat upright with a blanket covering him. Occasionally, he would stand up and walk carefully, listening to the sounds in the distance. It was the sound of the wolves discovering the bonfire, but they were smart enough not to disturb it. If the wolves weren't very hungry, they would still eat wild animals as their staple food. Attacking travelers would reduce their population, and it would be difficult for them to reproduce.
The next morning, Søren's body was covered with a layer of white frost.
The weather was really cold.
Søren, who had 20 points of Constitution, didn't care much about it. However, when Vivian woke up and saw the frost on his eyebrows, her small face showed a distressed expression. She used her small hands to wipe the frost off his body. She opened her small mouth and blew on it. She held his hand and rubbed it hard. "Brother? Are you cold? "
Søren kissed her forehead and smiled. "I'm not cold. This cold is nothing. "
The weather had really changed.
When he woke up in the morning, there was a layer of white mist. Gloria frowned and whispered, "This year's winter came earlier than before."
Søren nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.
After Aladdin woke up, he first moved around a bit. Then he began to look for dry firewood to make porridge. He had everything he needed. After a simple meal, the group continued their journey. Perhaps because the road ahead was cleared by the caravan, they didn't encounter any monsters along the way. This journey lasted for two days, until the fifth day, they finally arrived at the city of Autumnfall.
This was the territory of the half-elves.
Half-elves were very common here. They had slightly pointed ears, slimmer and more flexible bodies than humans, and obviously more beautiful faces. However, most of the half-elves had been mixed many times. The proportion of human blood was very large, and the proportion of elf blood was reduced. The villages were similar to human villages, but there were many more arrow towers. There were many longbowmen here, more than the elves. This was because the elves' strength was not as good as humans. Although they were agile, they were easy to get tired when using a longbow.
Humans had enough strength, but their skills were not good. It took too much time to train a longbowman. It was far less than crossbowmen and ordinary archers.
The half-elves combined the advantages of both sides. They had good strength, but they also inherited the elves' talent in archery.
Almost every village here had a longbowman, and some towns could even see longbowmen guards. Among all the mixed races, the half-elves had the best life. The others, such as the half-orcs, were now either slaves or wandering around. It was very xenophobic here. The half-elves were more resistant to any creatures that were not half-elves. They would look at outsiders with vigilant eyes. This was because they had been ostracized in both human and elf societies.
The so-called racial harmony was just a slogan promoted by idealists.
Søren and the others did not stop and went straight to Autumnfall. Finally, they arrived at Autumnfall on the sixth day of their journey.
"Okay. I'm going to the Iron Dwarves. "
The little Halfling jumped down from the carriage, waved at Vivian, who was about the same height as him, and then left freely. "Goodbye. Lovely little girl. Goodbye. Your Excellency Witch. Goodbye, fellow travelers. "
"If you have time to travel to the Shire, I'll treat you to grilled sturgeon."
Parting was a very normal thing.
Even adventurers who had been together for a long time would have a time to say goodbye.
There was a hint of disappointment on Vivian's face, but she quickly recovered. She smiled as she sorted out the gifts she had received, and her little face was full of joy. She actually liked the Halfling because he gave her a feeling of a little friend. Compared to other children, she was still too smart and mature. So only the Halfling, who looked like an adult but was the size of a child, made the little girl feel the joy of meeting a little friend.
Autumnfall had the style of the elves.
Most of them believed in the elven gods, and a small number of them would join other faiths. The half-elves also had their own gods, but they were very weak. They were only weak gods and could not protect them at all. Autumnfall was full of sycamore trees. In autumn, the leaves would fall, which looked very poetic. They worshipped the legendary immortal bird, so they also liked sycamore trees very much.
There were many names for the immortal bird.
The monks liked to call it the Phoenix, the priests called it the Sunbird, and the wizards named it the Arcane Ashes.
It existed during the Arcane Empire.
After that, it was rare to see it. It was rarer than gods and more powerful than dragons. It was said that the Fire Elemental God, who had great divine power in the elemental plane, extended an olive branch to them. These beautiful and deadly creatures had long left the world. Legend said that they would leave behind gorgeous flames in the sky when they flew over, and when they landed, everything would turn into ashes. The flames on their bodies would only extinguish at the moment of death. This holy flame could cause hundreds of points of holy fire damage per second.
So they were beautiful but could not be approached.
There were two landmark buildings in Autumnfall. One was the statue of the immortal bird in the central square, which was 30 meters high and more than 20 meters wide with its wings spread out. The other was a dome tower more than 300 meters high. It was the site of the Autumnfall Council, which was the internal Spellcaster Council of the half-elves. These were not the most eye-catching things. What was more eye-catching was an iron pillar on the dome tower, which exuded a silver-white light. It was a bit dazzling under the sun.
It was the brilliance of mithril. The pillar that looked like a lightning rod was actually the legendary magic crystal cannon.
In the imagination of mortals, magic crystal cannons should be very heavy cannons on the city walls, just like the cannons used by dwarves and gnomes in the story. With their poor imagination, it was difficult for them to determine what the legendary Magic Crystal Cannon looked like. They could only imagine that a wizard would fill it with something called a Magic Crystal and then use a spell to trigger it to fire. Then, with a loud rumbling sound, the Magic Crystal Cannon would knock down a giant dragon.
Yes, yes.
That was the feeling. It was very exciting to think about.
But in fact, it was not so. The attack of the magic crystal cannon was not a parabola, but a straight line attack. It was simply a decoration on the city wall, and one shot could kill all of them. It was born in the Arcane Empire and was used with the floating city. The maximum attack range was 1,000 kilometers, and it could destroy the target from the air.
That's right.
Its full name was the Super Arcane Crystal Pulse Cannon.
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