Sharn is the largest city in Khorvaire, with a permanent population of half a million.

Humans made up one-third, dwarves one-sixth, and the rest was a mixture of all races found in Khorvaire.

In addition to the permanent population, thousands of people travel to and from the city every day.

The city is filled with criminals, tourists, spies, merchants, and people looking for fortune.

It is worth mentioning that spies are a specialty of the entire Kingdom of Breland.

Along with it are various confusing cases.

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“Wow——”

When Carl and Hope arrived in Sharn, it began to rain heavily.

The sound created by countless raindrops falling to the ground was so loud that it blocked people's hearing.

After packing up everything, Carl sold the brig to the manager of Sharn Port for an extremely low price of 5,000 gold coins.

This kind of thing is no longer surprising to the people at the port. After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ship did not originally belong to this young man.

In the pouring rain, Carl and Hope stopped a carriage outside the port and spent 6 silver coins to have the carriage take them to Sharn.

The driver had some complaints about Hope, the tiefling, but when he saw the two chainsaws behind Hope, he soon stopped complaining.

After getting on the carriage, Carl breathed a sigh of relief and talked to Hope about the future itinerary.

"Is there anything you'd like to eat? Or do you want to go buy some suitable clothes and an umbrella first?"

The place of Sarn actually has many similarities with Droam. As long as you have money, even if you are a heinous criminal, you can live a comfortable life here.

Therefore, Tieflings are not as discriminated against here as in other places. Of course, the premise is that the Tiefling is rich.

His eyes lingered on the driver for a moment, and Hope folded his arms across his chest and nodded.

"I'll do whatever you say!"

After saying that, she curled up slightly.

More than an hour later, the carriage arrived at the gate of Sarn.

After getting off the carriage, the two looked up and saw towering towers reaching into the clouds, and above the clouds, there were even taller buildings floating.

In the city of a thousand towers, the height at which people live is directly equated with their status.

In order to show their uniqueness, the most powerful and wealthy people specially asked wizards and machinists to build buildings for them that could float in the clouds.

Although these buildings are not as powerful as the floating wizard tower, they are also impregnable.

"Let's go into the city!"

Walking into the city with great arrogance, Carl and Hope hadn't walked far when they found themselves climbing stairs.

The closer you get to the surface, the more rudimentary the infrastructure becomes, and in the underground areas of Sharn, the environment can even be considered harsh.

Fortunately, Carl and Hope are both strong young men, and they can still climb up the mere few hundred steps.

However, when the two were about to reach the upper neighborhood, two goblins in security uniforms stopped them.

"Well, the area above is the upper class area. People who are not well dressed are not allowed to enter."

Glancing at Carl and Hope, the goblin hummed and moaned the same words that he said at least hundreds of times a day.

"So what does it mean to be well-dressed?"

Because Hope had already put the chainsaw into his backpack when entering the city, the two goblin security guards were not as "aware of the situation" as the carriage driver.

It was somewhat not worth getting angry with such guys. Carl was originally planning to buy some nice clothes for himself and Hope, so he did not argue with these two guys who looked down on others. Instead, he turned around and walked into a clothing store a dozen steps down.

The owner of this store opened a clothing store here and obviously accurately identified the "pain points" of tourists.

Carl even suspected that the two goblin security guards had shares in the store.

But when Carl and Hope walked into the store, they realized that things might not be that bad.

Although the clothes in the store are not brand-name, the quality and price are quite good.

"Huh? There are still our school uniforms here?"

After browsing in the women's clothing area, Karl immediately found a style of clothing that caught his attention.

But when he got closer, he realized that this was not the school uniform of Akanix, but just looked similar.

Picking up a piece of clothing like this, Carl put it on Hope to compare and found that the size seemed to be quite suitable.

The student uniform of Akanix is ​​roughly the same as the student uniform of the UK in the previous life. It is a white shirt inside and a black and gray shoulder-length vest with the school emblem sewn on it and a tie outside.

However, students in school rarely wear this kind of clothes on campus, because this school uniform is not very practical.

"Take this!"

After stuffing the clothes into Hope's hands, Carl also went into the men's clothing area and began to pick out clothes for himself.

However, there were no replica Arkanix uniforms in the men's clothing section, so Carl, who originally wanted to wear the same clothes as Hope, had to buy other styles of clothes.

Soon, the two finished their selection.

After paying the bill at the cashier, the two changed their clothes and walked out of the clothing store.

This time, the two goblin security guards didn't stop them.

Carl and Hope found the lightning train station in the upper area and bought tickets to Erudenwana City in 9 days.

"There are still 9 days left. Come on, follow me to the post office to mail two letters. After you've mailed the letters, I'll take you to have some fun here."

After getting the tickets, Carl took Hope out of the station.

Khorvaire's Lightning Express is similar to the Hogwarts Express, with compartments.

One ticket can carry up to four people.

An ordinary box costs 40 gold coins, a deluxe box costs 100 gold coins, and a supreme box costs 250 gold coins.

There weren't as many people in the station as in Carl's previous life, but there were just as many thieves.

Thieves like to look for fat sheep here, but these guys who roam the streets are also very knowledgeable.

Seeing the faint glow of fire beneath Hope's skin, they knew that the tiefling in front of them was at least a level 3 professional, so few of them dared to approach rashly.

Few tieflings with the Hellfire attribute have good tempers. Even if the thieves are confident in their skills, it is better to be safe than sorry.

If you really reveal your true colors in front of such a tiefling, no one can withstand the power of a close-range 2-ring Burning Hand.

"I heard there seems to be a good hotel nearby, but it's so close to the station, the price and beds should be quite expensive. There's no need for us to be taken advantage of. Let's walk a little further, maybe..."

Holding the Sarn travel guide distributed by the staff outside the station, Hope tried diligently to find a good and cheap place to stay for the next few days.

However, just as he finished his words, a human male in a windbreaker suddenly fell from the corridor above and landed squarely on the ground not far in front of the two men.

Karl looked up quickly, but only saw the back of a man wearing the same windbreaker turning and leaving.

(End of this chapter)