Imperial Calendar, 225.
The Scipio Grassland is said to be named in memory of a tiger hero—Scipio.
The strong wind blows with a chill.
A stranger in a black cloak slowly approached the tent of a small tribe.
"who?"
A rough voice came from the tent.
The curtain was lifted, and a tiger man with thick brown hair and a "King" figure on his forehead emerged.
His upper body is massive and powerful, and he wears a robe that covers one shoulder.
It was warm in the tent, and there were several tiger cubs playing.
"Hello, my name is Rich, a traveler from afar, and I want to stay overnight."
Richie took out a small piece of gold: "I'll pay for it."
"So it's a foreign visitor, come in quickly..."
The tiger man grinned, and a smile appeared on his face: "As for the reward, our grassland tiger people are the most hospitable, so don't tell me these things..."
It invited Rich into the tent and yelled at his partner. A female tiger came to get a pot of mutton.
Although not much seasoning, the meat is solid.
"Thank you..."
Rich frowned, but still grabbed it and ate it.
The tiger delivered the kumiss again, while yelling at the little tiger cub who was about to jump over: "The guests are laughing, they have never seen human beings, and I only saw some when I served with the nobles of the Northland..."
"It turns out that I am a retired veteran. I was also born in the North, from Xinghu..." Rich laughed.
"Then, guest, what are you going to do when you come to the grassland after walking so far?"
The tiger asked curiously: "If there is a need... I, Bobur, will definitely help you."
"To be honest... I am a magician. After finishing my studies and breaking through the ranks, I accepted the mission of the academy. I want to come to the north to spread the true meaning of magic and build a mage tower!"
Rich drank a kumiss and said in a deep voice.
"Magician? You are actually the legendary Lord Mystic?"
Barbour's eyes widened: "So... you really have mastered... the power of magic?"
Rich smiled, letting a ball of light emerge between his fingers.
In an instant, the tent was completely quiet.
Even those little tiger cubs hugged each other and lost the ability to speak.
"This is really... too negligent!"
Barber was at a loss and wanted to salute.
"It doesn't have to be like this..."
Rich received the magic, smiled slightly, and was actually full of bitterness in his heart.
The time when he became an apprentice and learned magic was the happiest day in his life.
After graduation, he didn't know whether it was because of the beauty in his heart or something else, he resolutely chose to stay in school to teach, anyway, he would not be able to inherit the family property when he went back.
But the blow ensued.
Lindsay married Emperor Justinian and became the most honorable queen.
Rich could only cry in secret, and immediately after being promoted to the fourth-level magician, he was about to leave the academy and start traveling.
Many magicians, before leaving school, obtained the mage tower construction technology from Ilia, and planned to return to their own territory or build in the barren mountains.
After all, it is not only a powerful guarantee, but also a laboratory and an alchemy table, which are very useful for the progress of a magician.
To be honest, when a high-level magician like Rich left the academy, it caused quite a stir at the time.
And his choice is even more so.
He didn't choose to stay in the imperial capital, even though some big nobles offered very generous bargaining chips to recruit him, wanting him to become a retainer, even the royal family promised to be canonized as a nobleman.
But Rich still resolutely left that sad place, and did not go home, but subconsciously wanted to stay away from everything.
Before I knew it, I accepted the mission and came to the grassland in the extreme north.
Here, he saw a completely different side of the empire.
No matter how fair and just Jupiter was, he was still a human, and the second Justinian was also a pure-bred human.
This allowed the human supremacists in the empire to start raising their heads.
At the same time, the orcs can only live in the barren north, suffering from various natural disasters year after year.
For example, the 'White Disaster', that is, the snow disaster, according to Barber the Tiger, once it appears, many small tribes will be extinct!
Even in a large tribe, it is normal for more than half of the casualties.
Even so, those greedy human nobles are still expanding northward, encroaching on the territory of the orcs!
"Super string warrior and magician, these two power systems are restricted to orcs secretly by reason... especially the magician system, orcs with relatively simple thinking, it is difficult to master the power of magic!" '
Rich thought to himself.
The human aristocrats are greedy and vile.
In the grasslands of the extreme north, he was treated kindly by the simple orcs.
All this made him make up his mind.
'I want to spread civilization to the grasslands, and do my best to protect one side! '
Thinking of this, Rich said to Barber: "Do you want...to get rid of the white plague?"
"Unless you go south, it's impossible to get out of Baimaofeng's range..." the tiger replied with a wry smile, stroking his child's head.
"I just said that I am going to build a mage tower here, it is true!"
Rich said solemnly: "As long as you have a mage tower, you can get the protection of spells. Maybe it can't change the big environment, but it's more than enough to protect one or two small tribes... You can get a warm environment in winter, and the power of magic can make you The grass grows faster, so that the livestock can get more feed, and people don't have to worry about starving to death in the coming year... ”
"Of course, I can't do this with my own strength, but I can teach students, let them teach more students, and build the grassland into a fertile land."
As Rich spoke, his gaze gradually became firm.
It was indeed his hope.
If you can do this, you will live up to your life goals.
Magic does not necessarily bring harm, there are more beautiful things!
"Never fear white disasters?"
Hearing this, there were already tears in Barber's tiger eyes: "Dear Mister Magician, if you can do this, you will not only be the benefactor of our family, but all the grassland people will regard you as the greatest , the most respectable person to serve... But you have to be careful, there are ghouls in the ice and snow, and they caused terrible disasters."
"Ghoul?"
Rich asked curiously, and heard a Northern legend.
It is rumored that in the icy and snowy land further north, there are 'ghouls', a group of blue-eyed monsters who can manipulate the power of ice and snow.
Every few years in the winter, they will go south, bringing terrible disaster to the grassland.
"interesting!"
Rich smiled disapprovingly: "Not to mention whether ghouls really exist, even if they exist, they must submit to the power of magic!"