What makes Du Wei depressed is that everything the old magician bought was spent on Du Wei's money. When Du Wei was caught, he was carrying a money bag with more or less a hundred gold coins in it.
Hastily put on the leather jacket, put on the sheepskin hat, covered the ears with the thick brim of the hat, put on the snow boots, and hung up a waist knife... Du Wei already looked very and so much like running a lot. Those adventurers who have come to adventure in the frozen forest.
After leaving the hotel, a small sled was parked outside, and four strong gray snow dogs were obediently lying on the ground.
There was very little space on the sled, and Du Wei had to squeeze together with the old magician, who still wore the same white robe... This guy didn't seem to be afraid of the cold at all. It was only when Du Wei leaned against him that he discovered the mystery. The old guy didn't know what kind of spells he had cast. When he got close to him, Du Wei felt like he was standing next to the stove. The old magician's body exuded warmth.
"Hmph, is it amazing to know magic?" Du Wei snorted.
But what he was curious about was that the sled had no driver.
This old magician is an "all-rounder", even proficient in driving a sled, and I didn't see him yelling anything, just sitting on the sled, the magician said softly, "Let's go!"
The four strong sled dogs on the ground in front immediately started running hard! Where to turn and where to slow down, the old magician did not need to control them at all. Those sled dogs ran with the sled obediently. North went.
Even though he was covering his leather jacket and wearing a hat, Du Wei still felt the cold wind made his face sore, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He could only rely on the hot old magician to absorb a little bit of warmth.
The cold wind in the north is made of knives... Du Wei lived in the south no matter in his previous life or in this life, and he had never been to the north at all. He had never seen this kind of endless ice and snow in his life.
Along the way, he couldn't stop slandering the nasty old magician and this damned ghost!
The sun was still hanging above his head, but there was no warmth at all. Du Wei curled up into a ball. After a while, the snot under his nose had condensed into a string of icicles. Almost tearing off a piece of flesh, the painful Du Wei almost burst into tears.
The Frozen Forest is located at the northern end of the continent... It is said that this is the northernmost point of the continent.
This is also the "boundary" officially set by the Roland Empire. Under normal circumstances, the people of the empire are not allowed to continue north.
Further north, the Frozen Forest is not only the cold, wind and snow that freezes people to death, but also the endless forest... More importantly, this is one of the only two areas on the mainland where the activities of monsters are extremely frequent!
The empire stationed a regiment of troops at the southern end of the frozen forest. The northern "Storm Legion" of the empire just spread out along the southern edge of the frozen forest, and checkpoints were set up on all the roads leading to the frozen forest...
Of course, these are just obvious.
But in secret, there are still many mercenary teams who go to adventure in the frozen forest every year, and there are also some small adventure teams... These people often have some skills. Those terrifying monsters in the frozen forest are like golden coins in the eyes of these people!
The furs and magic cores of all kinds of monsters, if they can be hunted, can be sold at a high price in the south.
For this almost semi-public "smuggling" activity, the attitude of the empire is actually "acquiescence".
Those troops walking on the southern border of the frozen forest are actually just preventing some ordinary people from entering this dangerous area, and those adventurers with unique skills, such as magicians or high-level warriors, can often hide silently. Searched by military patrols. And some relatively large adventure teams even dared to confront a small patrol army for the benefit of smuggling!
Roland is familiar with martial arts in mainland China. Although strong people like magicians are rare, there are quite a few warriors. Faced with the benefits of taking risks, there are still many people who are willing to fight with their heads on their shoulders.
Going north from the town where Du Wei and the old magician set off, after walking for less than half a day, Du Wei and others came to a checkpoint, looking at the imperial soldiers in white leather robes... These northern men are obviously better than Du Wei. Wei had to endure the cold much more. There were even some high-level warriors, wearing only leather vests, with their furry chests exposed, and shirtless, standing next to the checkpoint, grabbing snow in the snow to scrub their bodies. While wiping, they shouted and sang loudly.
This checkpoint was built on the mainland without using stones... The permafrost in the north is harder than stones. Just dig out some relatively soft soil and pile it up in the warmest time of summer every year, and then pour water on it. The cold wind at night is enough to freeze a solid earth wall!
Looking at the soldiers in thick white leather robes and leather hats with icicles on their heads, Du Wei didn't know whether to be amazed or admired. Anyway, he just curled up tightly.
The old magician whistled, and the four snow dogs stopped just before the checkpoint.
There were about a hundred soldiers in front of this checkpoint. Seeing a small sled running over and stopping in front of the icy and snowy field, the crowd immediately surrounded it. The strong man who came to take a bath in Xue was obviously the team leader here, so he immediately threw away the snow in his hand, grabbed a spear, and strode over.
In the snow, this warrior ran extremely fast, and he ran in front of Du Wei in three or two strokes. From the visual inspection, this guy could be called a "barbarian", and his long beard almost covered him three times. One-tenth of his face looks extremely rough, judging from his running skills in the snow, it seems that his martial arts skills are quite good.
These soldiers blocked the road. Someone was about to speak, but when he saw the old magician's clothes, he immediately shut his mouth!
These soldiers in the frozen forest in the north are well-informed. Magicians like to come here all the year round to catch a few rare monsters in the forest. The magic core is the magic material that magicians like.
These people knew the identity of the other party when they saw the old magician's clothes... Although, the old magician's clothes did not have any magician level badges.
In fact, this is also a common thing in the frozen forest... The magicians who come here all know the ban of the empire. He will not hang his own magic level badge, so that on the one hand, he shows his identity as a magician to deter soldiers blocking the way, and on the other hand, he also hides his real name and identity.
After all, there are not many magicians on the mainland. If you wear a badge, the other party will know your level. Find out.
Therefore, in the Frozen Forest, it is already a semi-public habit for mages to only wear mage robes but not badges... This is the so-called "doing evil things without leaving names".
Du Wei stared, looking a little excited. In his opinion, it is hopeless for this small group of soldiers to block the road. Although Du Wei doesn't know how powerful this old guy is... But just because he can train Vivian's magic genius, he can easily Sending a dragon as a gift to the apprentice... Can this kind of guy be so small
If a fight is to start, Du Wei bets that the magician will be able to make all the hundred or ten soldiers lie down in a few seconds at most.
But Du Wei was disappointed.
The old magician stopped the sled in a hurry, and after groping in his arms for a long time, he took out a piece of crumpled parchment - there is a habit in the magician circle, they don't like to use any ordinary paper, all Everything that needs to be recorded literally uses sheepskin.
"Gentlemen, I have an official document from the Magician's Guild." The old magician smiled and handed the parchment to the barbarian warrior: "The Magician's Guild gave me the privilege to enter the frozen forest."
Looking at this kind-hearted old magician, the leading warrior was stunned.
Although he looks rough, he also has calculations in his heart. He has been ordered to guard the entrance of this frozen forest all these years. He has seen a lot, and he has not encountered one or two magicians.
Often those magicians are all guys with eyes above the top. Or, just cast a spell and fly over directly, or a gust of wind swept over, so that these soldiers couldn't even touch a shadow.
Or, just show your hand in public, frighten the soldiers, and then swagger past.
After all, these are all routines. Everyone knows that if a magician really wants to force his way in, there will be no way to stop such a hundred or ten people.
However, it is really rare for this kind magician to politely take out legal official documents and look like he is negotiating!
With a suspicious expression on his face, the captain warrior ended up with the crumpled parchment.
I don't know how many years this thing is in his hand, the handwriting is a little blurred, and the sheepskin is even a little denitrified, tattered, the captain holds it in his hand carefully, for fear of breaking it.
But looking at the text above... the captain couldn't help but his face changed, and his eyes almost popped out!
"Here is a copy of the official letter. Those who hold this official letter will enter the frozen forest unconditionally. No imperial military or imperial local government personnel shall stop it! This official document is valid for... 100 years!!"
What the fuck is this? Valid for a hundred years
This old guy is not kidding me, is he? The captain couldn't help but start thinking wildly when he saw this. He has also encountered some liars...
We all know that in this place, the army generally dare not stop the magician, and there are also some liars who get a magician's robe to fool people.
But look at the signature at the bottom of this document...
"Emperor of the Roland Empire, Augustine V Roland Continental Magicians Guild President Zuridya."
A document jointly signed by His Majesty the Emperor and the president of the Magician's Union
And, what's more terrible.
Augustine V, the signed imperial emperor, has been dead for sixty years! And the current president of Roland's Continental Magician's Union has already been replaced! The president on the signature also died of illness 40 years ago at the age of 119!
The signatures of the former emperor of the empire and the former president of the Magician's Guild
What is this guy from
Whether this thing is real or fake, the captain will naturally be able to identify it! The signature can be forged, but the seal above cannot be forged! The seal of His Majesty the Emperor, as well as the seal of the president of the Magician's Guild, all have magic anti-counterfeiting marks!
When you get the document in your hand, these two seals will slowly emerge on the parchment, and then slowly disappear...
The captain immediately stood in awe!
The identity of the old magician in front of him must be to a certain extent! At least he is an old man of the same age as the former emperor of the empire and the former president of the Magician's Guild!
This kind of person, a little captain like himself can never afford to offend him!
Even the captain couldn't help but wonder... the validity period is one hundred years... how old is this old guy this year
He respectfully rolled up the parchment, put his hands in front of the magician, and said in a polite tone: "Your Excellency the magician, welcome to the Frozen Forest! The Seventh Patrol Team pays tribute to you! May I ask if you have any other requests, we will try our best to cooperate!"
The old magician was very polite: "No more, just please get out of the way."
In a word, the soldiers blocking the road retreated one after another, and even took the initiative to quickly clear the snow in front of the pass, and then lined up to send the old magician's sleigh away.
Seeing that the checkpoint was far behind, Du Wei couldn't help asking: "That document...is it real?"
"Really..." The old magician replied flatly, "However, today is the last day of validity."
Du Wei stuck out his tongue: "The last day?"
Looking at the profile of the old magician, he couldn't help but ask, "How old are you...?"
"Little friend, has the tutor of the Luo Lin family degenerated to such an extent? You should use honorifics when asking the elders their age." The old magician smiled and said, "I...well, my age..."
Speaking of this, a trace of melancholy flashed in the eyes of the old magician: "I can't even remember it myself."
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