This sharp-mouthed and thin-cheeked young man is called Pete, a very common name. He is indeed very familiar with this city, but he doesn't know much about things outside of this city.
For example, the city is located in that direction of the Kingdom of Stanlow, and then there are any neighboring countries around the Kingdom of Stanlow, Pete doesn't know anything.
However, a local guide is still useful after all. Beta stayed in a comfortable and cheap hotel, and after knowing Beta's needs, Pete actually brought an elderly man.
The old man was wearing shabby and patched clothes, with a straight back. Compared with Peter, who bowed and bent his knees, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was more of a young man in high spirits.
"Master Master, this man is a well-known scholar in our city. When he was young, he traveled around and saw the world. If you have any questions, you can ask him."
"Scholar?" Beta sat in the hotel, looked him up and down for a while, and found that although the old man's clothes were shabby, he did have the spirit and elegance of a scholar, so he became curious: "Knowledge is priceless, you The old man can live a decent life just by teaching characters casually, so why is he in such a state of desperation?"
The old man sighed with a webbed face, but also with a bit of helplessness.
But Pete nodded and explained from the side: "Master, the caliph has offended the city lord before, and the city passed a judgment. He can't teach anyone in the city to read, and he can't go out of the city, otherwise his whole family will die because of him."
That's how it is... Knowledge is indeed priceless, but in many cases it is still no match for the power in the world.
Beta also understood why Pete did this.
This old man must have been ostracized intentionally or unconsciously by almost everyone in the city. A scholar, without being able to use his own knowledge and insights, is indeed worse than ordinary people.
At least ordinary people can lift their shoulders, lift their hands, and support themselves by doing a little bit of coolie, while scholars... self-esteem is troubled, of course they won't do these jobs, and they can only rely on their family members to support them.
Old scholars can't provide knowledge to the city people, but as an outsider, Beta can, and the most important thing is that Beta is a mage, even if the city knows about this, he can still gain face from him. Take away the money rewarded by Beta.
Of course, the premise is that Beta is willing to give.
A silver coin flicked into Pete's hand, and Beta said, "You can leave first, I have something to ask this old scholar."
The caliph was a little excited. He hadn't heard someone call him a 'scholar' for many years, but he was old and rich, so he buried his excitement in his heart and bowed proudly.
This is his respect for his peers.
In the eyes of scholars, spellcasters are also scholars in essence, but they have mastered some special powers.
"Please sit down. Actually, to make you laugh, I got lost here." Beta took out some fruits from the space bag and put them on the table: "I am a space mage. I was teleported to this nearby country, which is a country that I have never been to or heard of, so I want to know the nearby countries, customs, customs, so that I can judge where I have been.”
Caliph looked at the fruit on the table and believed Beta's words. After all, the Kingdom of Stanlow has been covered with ice and snow all year round, and due to environmental factors, fruits can only appear in June, July, and two months, but now it is October.
Besides, he had never seen the fruit on the table, and it was not a local product.
Khalifa thought for a while: "The local customs will be endless. Can you tell me which country you are from first, so that I can more accurately judge what to tell you."
"Huo Levin." Beta admired the old scholar's straightforward approach to the topic, and he didn't hide it: "I don't know if you have heard of it, old man."
The old scholar closed his old eyes, as if he was recalling his knowledge. After a while, he opened his eyes and said with some admiration: "Your Excellency can teleport a straight-line distance of more than 5,000 kilometers. You are really young and promising. This should be a master." Level strength."
"It's just that the magic experiment failed."
The old scholar shook his head: "Although I don't understand magic, at least I know that once magic fails, if you don't have enough strength, you will only end up dead. You can teleport thousands of kilometers, but you are still safe and sound. , is enough to show your strength."
Beta became more and more curious: "You seem to know magic well?"
"When I was young, I also wanted to learn wood magic, but I didn't have the talent. I almost died of mental backlash when I learned the most basic tricks." The wrinkles on the old caliph's face were sandwiched together, like grooves: " Magic is not accessible to ordinary people, at least not to me."
For most people, being able to learn magic is itself a kind of recognition from the world. Everyone has been young, or dreamed.
"Since you have heard of Hollevin, old man, you can tell me how I should go back." Beta took out a pen and paper from the space: "And things to pay attention to on the way."
"The farthest place I have been to is the country of Pharos." The caliph sighed weakly, and said slowly: "So I can only tell you how to get to the country of Pharos from here."
When Beta heard this, he smiled: "It just so happens that the farthest place I've been to before is the country of Pharos, which just happens to match."
When the caliph heard this, he didn't think it was strange. After all, in the group of spellcasters, many people may not go too far in their lifetime, but there are also a group of people who like to run around all day long, and the polarization is quite serious. The young man in front of him should be the type who is more escaped. After all, if a person who studies space magic does not have a heart to "jump" and "jump", it is difficult to fit into the realm of magic.
Khafali stayed in the room and chatted with Beta for nearly three hours. He didn't leave with a gold coin until it was getting dark.
Knowledge is priceless, this is just an adjective, but it can also explain how valuable knowledge is in this dark magic world.
You can earn a gold coin by chatting casually for more than two hours... Even the caliph was once "rich" when he was young, and he felt that the price was astonishingly high.
In addition to being pleasantly surprised, he was also moved by being recognized. He almost had tears in his eyes and left with the gold coin firmly in his fist.
Beta still stayed in the room, looking at the approximate topographical route map and key points of the journey written down on the paper, habitually turning the animal pen in his hand with dried ink.
Kyle came out of the space and asked: "Next, shall we go back and continue to find ways to rescue Alice?"