Chapter 303: Fort Wassen



There is a huge watchtower in the part of the yard close to the mountain. Two third-level wizards are standing on the watchtower, and he will naturally land here as well.

Slowly descending, Dole saluted the two and said, "Dole greets you two. I want to enter Watsonburg. Do you have any other ideas?"

After seeing Dole, the two wizards looked at each other and thought, wow, he looks so young, even younger than the youngest genius in Watsonburg, this is going to be fun.

The wizard with sweat on his forehead smiled and said, "Wizard Dolai, it's not a big deal. It's just that foreign wizards need to report before entering Watsonburg, especially wizards like you who are pharmacists. You need to report before entering. You stay here for a while. We need to go in and report something."

Dole thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I can ask you two about the news about Watsonburg."

They both nodded.

In fact, the message had already been delivered.

The wizard who spoke casually said at this time, "Wizard Dolai, you have great talent. You have reached the third level at such a young age. It is really enviable." He did not have much hostility towards Dolai, but rather some admiration for him.

Dolai smiled and said, "If you were a pharmacist, you would have enough resources to be able to do it so quickly. I got it by taking medicine."

The two wizards' mouths twitched at the same time. It was the first time they had seen someone so straightforward. He was really humble.

"Well, you need money to take medicine. Many family members don't have many opportunities to take medicine. It's too expensive." The two shook their heads at the same time.

"What are you doing here this time? Can you tell me?"

Dolai smiled faintly and said mysteriously, "What else can I do as a pharmacist? Of course I'm here to sell medicine, but I can't tell you what medicine it is. It will appear in the auction house in a few days."

Seeing Dolai's mysterious expression, they both raised their eyebrows at the same time.

Soon, both of them received the message at the same time.

"Okay, you can go in. Wizard McLaren from the Apothecary Guild will vouch for you. You can go meet him at the Glory Wizard Union."

Dole nodded. He didn't expect that it was McLaren who guaranteed him.

With the pass, he doesn't have to go down and walk, he can just fly down from here.

Soon he was outside the walls of Wassenburg.

Looking at Wassenburg from a distance, the walls here are incredibly wide and extremely thick. You can only see this when you are outside the city gate. The walls here are indeed terrifyingly thick. A long strip of 5*2*4 granite can be laid with hundreds of pieces in one layer.

There is magic energy flowing in the city walls, and it is obvious that there are magic patterns everywhere.

The city gate was very solid, a product of alchemy. If the gate was closed, Duo Lai estimated that even if he bombarded the city gate with fireballs for three days and three nights, he would not be able to do anything about it.

Dole felt a little emotional.

After passing through the more than ten-meter-long city gate and arriving inside the city, Duolai saw what real prosperity was like.

At this time, he was still dressed as a warrior, like a country bumpkin, looking left and right, and walking towards the city.

The defense of Wassenburg is naturally self-evident, it is very solid, and coupled with the natural mountain defense outside, it is almost impossible to break through. However, there is also a natural constraint, that is, the scale of the city cannot be expanded again, and the current scale is the maximum.

Dolai could not deny this. The city was indeed much more prosperous than he had imagined, and the pace of modernization was relatively high. People lived relatively affluent lives. Ordinary people were almost never seen wearing linen clothes. They all wore silk clothes. Beggars were rarely seen. The streets were bustling with people coming and going.

At the city gate, caravans were repairing here. Each caravan occupied a large area. Some were trading individually, while others were trading in bulk. It looked very lively.

Dole just took a glance and walked towards the city without caring. His goal was to glorify the Wizarding Union.

There has been a few days of rest now. Erangel should have arrived here and perhaps found someone to exchange favors with. He just needs to wait patiently.

As long as someone advertises for him, then the deal will be done. All he has to do now is wait patiently for a few days.

McLaren guaranteed himself, so he decided to go meet this person first. He only met him once last time, so this time is a good opportunity to cultivate a relationship.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, called a carriage, and rushed to the Glory Wizard League.

The carriage started slowly and drove slowly on the street. After a while, Dolai felt that this place was indeed the center of the Northwest Province. There were tall buildings all around, and the three-dimensional sense was very sufficient. The various buildings were full of various humanistic feelings. The decorations, renovations, and arrangements were many times more upscale than those in Watts City. At first glance, it felt like I had come to a real city. Not to mention anything else, even the carriage that he hailed looked quite high-end.

Of course, the price is a bit higher.

The carriage moved slowly on the road, looking around as it went.

Just then, he saw several people riding huge strange beasts that were more than twice as tall as other people's horses coming from a distance. Wherever they passed, almost everyone made way for them, pedestrians avoided them, and even some large-scale adventure groups avoided them.

Duolai's carriage was also dodging. He was a little confused, so he asked the driver, "Who are these people and why are they so arrogant? Doesn't the City Lord's Mansion care?"

The driver glanced at Dolai and said, "You just arrived, right? Those people are geniuses from several major families in Wassenburg. Who dares to stop them!"

Dole raised his brow.

At this time, those people passed by him, riding on their tall horses and charging forward with heavy power, and they were indeed unstoppable.

He had only seen horses of this size in the army of the Northern Kingdom. As cavalry, they were unstoppable and extremely terrifying.

Immediately, several teenagers who looked about the same size as him started whipping wildly, seemingly not taking anyone else seriously at all.

Dole shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Aristocrats are aristocrats and will never learn to be humble.

This was just a small episode, and soon, the Glorious Wizarding Union arrived.

The Glorious Wizard Alliance is located in the direction of the city center, occupying a piece of land that is only slightly smaller than the provincial government. It has eight huge magic towers that are more than twenty stories high and stand in octagonal positions. Each tower is the largest octagonal tower. The area occupied by the base alone is extremely large, with a length and width of about one hundred meters, and is very large in scale.

At this moment, each magic tower was emitting strong magical energy, which was spreading around the octagonal tower and in all directions of Watsonburg. It seemed to be connected to all the magical facilities around it, protecting all directions.

Huge, majestic, solemn and terrifying.

The carriage stopped at a long distance, and there was a red circle in front of the carriage.

He took out two silver coins and handed them to the coachman. Dolai jumped off the carriage, took a look at the layout of the Glorious Wizarding Union, and then walked towards the first tower.

There are eight towers, three of which are open to the public. Dolai sent out messages as he walked. Soon, he got the message and turned to Tower 3, where Wizard McLaren was. He usually didn't go to the Pharmacist Guild very often, but stayed in the Glory Wizard Alliance.

At this moment, Dole felt that someone was watching him.

He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a small group of mercenaries passing by. However, when he looked, he could not tell who was looking at him?


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