Although this temporary stone building created by magic is not spacious, its height of more than ten meters, divided into upper and lower floors, is enough for everyone to enter and rest inside, including those war horses.
The carriage and luggage were naturally placed outside. The whistling wind sounded outside, as long as you listened to it, you would know how cold it was outside. Now that this big stone house created by magic came out, everyone stayed inside. Although I dare not say it was as warm as spring, it was much warmer, at least we didn't have to fight against the cold wind.
The cavalry took out some supplies, first fed their horses fodder, and then ate cold dry food. The etiquette officials also ate something casually, and then talked with each other. Although everyone suppressed their voices, but after all, there are too many people, it seems a bit noisy.
There were a lot of people and horses, and some war horses began to excrete feces. The smell in the big stone house began to become strong and weird. Although there were several ventilation holes on the top of the building, there was still no way to expel the internal odor immediately.
But Beta has his own way. He activated a small magic barrier around him to keep the smell out.
The enchantment is not big, but it is not a problem for a few people to sit inside and chat. Shirley, Sophia, and Jessica were naturally there, and Faxiu was very clever, salivating, and squeezed in, forcing Beta to expand the barrier a bit.
"It seems that we must bring a magician with us when we go out in the future." Faxiu glanced at Shirley, and then quickly looked away. This appearance of treacherous heart but not courage made people feel funny.
Beta shook her head: "It's a bit difficult. Turning mud into stone and turning stone into mud is not a powerful magic, but if you want to achieve Xueli's level, you don't have enough strength. And most importantly, the general situation Next, a master-level magician will not just follow the army to patrol outside overnight."
Faxiu thinks about it too. The magicians are all above the top. Those who are weak are willing to follow the army, but they can’t build such a temporary garrison, and those who are strong have their own industries or network of contacts. By selling your labor, you can get a lot of resources.
Shirley was a little tired, and even if she was a divine creature, she couldn't stand such a big battle all at once.
She rested her head on Beta's shoulder and fell into a drowsy sleep. After a while, Susan brought a middle-aged man over.
The man was wearing a black robe and had gray hair. His age is very subtle, he can be said to be a middle-aged person, or he can be said to be an old man, it is that kind of feeling that is difficult to explain.
Susan waved her hand outside the barrier, and Beta invited the two of them to come in.
This man is worthy of being an etiquette officer, he bent down and saluted as soon as he came in, which was very standard, and said at the same time: "Your Excellency, just now your female companion showed us a scene comparable to a miracle, so I have some thoughts. "
"Please say."
"Since we can have this ability to station anywhere, maybe we don't have to go through the Udaburi country, we can go around its border and directly reach the Frost Star country."
Udaburi and Hollevin are enemy countries. Although there is an unspoken rule not to kill envoys, this is not absolute. Now that one envoy has disappeared, it is not surprising that another one will disappear. It would be a good choice if we could bypass Udaburi and directly reach Frost Star Country.
Beta thought for a while, and said: "It's just that I don't know how to get from the border of Udaburi to the Frost Star Country."
"Your Excellency, don't worry, I know." The etiquette officer said with a smile, with the appearance of showing merit.
If Kyle was here, he would be very happy to hear such words. But Beta doesn't. He knows very well that most of the time, you don't know what the other person is thinking, whether it is good or bad.
Beta only believed half of the ceremonial officer's words, and the other half was because he had to be responsible for the entire envoy and everyone's life, which brought suspicion.
"So you have a map?"
"I don't have a map, but it's all in my memory." The etiquette officer pointed to his head.
Hearing this, Beta felt even more unreliable. He is very clear that most of the time, the most unreliable thing for people is memory. That's why there is a saying that a bad pen is better than a good memory.
In the game, Beta only participated in mercenary activities in the first few years, and spent the next few years as a feudal lord. Therefore, he did not understand how the border between Ubudari and Frost Star Country should be detoured.
What's more, the map in the game is not very accurate. Even if you look at it roughly, if you don't know the details, many places are simply dead ends or dead ends.
"Please sit down." Beta looked at each other curiously: "You are the etiquette officer, have you ever walked through a place like the border before?"
The ceremonial officer said with a flattering smile, "I was a traveling merchant before I was thirty."
"A wandering merchant on the border?" Beta smiled slightly: "It's a smuggler."
If it is a smuggling businessman, it is not a strange thing to remember the connection route map.
The etiquette officer didn't feel embarrassed either, he smiled and said: "I can't hide it from you, indeed, I used to be a smuggler, after I made some money, I found someone to learn writing and etiquette, and then spent some money to become an etiquette officer. "
This is not a good life experience. The intention of the etiquette officer to say this is to win the trust of Beta.
Beta patted his knee twice with the palm of his hand, and then said: "So, you who provided the route, what do you want?"
"No, I just want to do something for the envoys." The etiquette officer smiled purely.
Beta continued: "You have been a businessman for decades. Even if you are an etiquette officer now, your essence is still a businessman. If you come to tell me the route, you must ask for something."
The etiquette officer was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Indeed, if the mission of the envoy is successful this time, after returning, I hope that Your Excellency can teach my son magic."
Beta shook his head: "The price is too high."
Just kidding! An elite-level magician, to teach a student, charges at least 20 gold coins per month. A master-level spellcaster like him costs 50 gold coins per month to teach students, and learning magic does not happen overnight. Those who can afford him as a teacher are either real nobles or the royal family.
In fact, money is not a problem. The problem is that Beta doesn't have much time to distract and teach other students.
The etiquette officer thought for a while and said, "Then can I ask Shirley to teach my son the magic of building a house?"
Beta still shook her head.
The etiquette officer gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I will still draw the route map to Your Excellency."
"It's not that he doesn't want to teach, but he may not be able to learn. Even if he learns, he can't do it to this level." Beta said slowly: "There are many differences between people."
The etiquette officer wanted to say something, but Beta suddenly stood up, waved his hands to make everyone quiet, and then closed his eyes.
Joan of Arc was still hovering in the air at this moment, and from its line of sight, one could see a long team slowly marching towards their direction.