Leylin drove the carriage and walked aimlessly on the street.
Thinking of Ivy's eyes like a puppy being abandoned just now, I still feel a little funny now.
Wizards are people who advocate voluntary transactions.
In Leylin's view, Ivy gave her blood, and he escorted Ivy all the way here, and even showed his strength in the end, paving the way for her future life, which is already worthy of her sacrifice.
As for taking her on the road, Leylin felt that he didn't have so much spare time to take care of a burden.
Not to mention, if there is no suitable meditation method for a warlock, Ivy will never be a first-class apprentice in her life.
Warlocks' meditation methods have extremely high requirements on bloodlines, just like Leylin's Komoin pupils, which can only be practiced by warlocks with the bloodline of the Komoin snake or its subspecies.
For other warlocks and wizards, even if they got the pupil of Komoin, it would be of reference and reference value at most, and they could not practice at all.
While thinking, Leylin drove the carriage to the center of the town.
The further you go inside, the stronger the strength of the pedestrians on the street. In the central area, there are basically no first-class or second-class apprentices, and even formal wizards, you can occasionally see a few.
Official wizards here wear cloaks and thick veils over their faces, as if they don't want to be recognized.
Generally speaking, most of the wizards who want to venture across the Margaret Canyon instead of taking an airship are absconding goods with wanted warrants.
Some of them offended the local forces and had to flee away, while others were hunted down all the way purely because of their crimes.
Therefore, using detection spells rashly here is often the beginning of a big battle.
Leylin glanced at the crystal pocket watch on his body, the hands looked like it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
The sky was getting darker, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.
When he came to the bar in the middle, Leylin knocked on the rotten wooden door.
Boom! ! The muffled sound was heard far away in some empty streets, and it also caused a few ravens to cry.
"Who are you?" The wooden door opened quickly, and an old man's head with thinning hair stuck out, looking at Leylin.
"I want to cross the Margaret Canyon. I heard that this is the only place where I can find transportation within the vicinity..."
Leylin also used a face towel to cover the position below his eyes, and the sound came out through the cloth, feeling somewhat rough.
"Margaret Canyon? Are you a wizard?"
The old man slapped his head, and quickly opened the wooden door: "Welcome, sir! You are right, the Broken Axe is the only place where you can find a profiteering warg..."
The old man was just an apprentice, but he had obviously seen the world, and he seemed more than capable of advancing or retreating.
Leylin nodded and walked into the Broken Ax Bar.
Before he came, he found out that the Margaret Grand Canyon is haunted by terrifying sandstorms all year round, and it can only be passed through for a few months.
Moreover, there are many dangerous areas in the canyon, full of dangers such as swamps and poisonous insects, and horses cannot be used at all.
In some dangerous places, there are even examples of wizards falling!
Therefore, it became the only way to form a team to pass through the Margaret Grand Canyon by riding the Lipan Warg.
The bar was very quiet, eerily quiet.
Under some dim lights, there are long strips of seats, and there are small cubicles and sofas around them.
The cubicle is surrounded by walls on three sides, and only the side facing the bar is open, as if recessed into the wall.
In the hall, there were several wizards sitting in twos and threes, drinking colorful wine from time to time.
Leylin sniffed the air, and found that the alcohol content of these wines was very low, basically just to taste.
Most of the wizards in the hall are third-class apprentices, and there are also a lot of formal wizards.
Leylin came to a horseshoe-shaped counter and sat down, looking at the bartender in a black suit.
"Sir! Would you like a glass of 'Iceberg Beauty'? Many wizards who come here like to drink this!" the bartender smiled.
"Give me a drink! How much?" In the dim environment, Leylin's tone was a bit lazy.
"Three magic stones!"
The price was so high that ordinary apprentices would definitely not be able to afford it, and they only charged the common currency among wizards.
Leylin nodded indifferently, and threw an intermediate magic stone into the arms of the bartender, "Give me a drink! Also, I'm going to hire a Lipan Warg to give me the information I need, and the rest It's all yours!"
The bartender put away the magic stone calmly, moved his hands quickly, shaking the silver vessel in his hands, and drew a few shiny tassels in the air.
"Sir, are you going to cross the Margaret Grand Canyon? Although the sandstorm has stopped recently, there are rumors that a group of Glen vultures have entrenched on the necessary supply point. How about finding another team?"
The bartender introduced to Leylin while shaking the wine vessel in his hand.
"Green Vulture?"
Leylin frowned. This is also a magical species in the wizarding world. Adult Glen vultures are comparable to third-class apprentices of humans, and the Vulture King is even more equivalent to a first-class wizard.
If there were such a group of Glen vultures entrenched at his supply point leading to the other side of the canyon, then his plan to cross the canyon alone would be ruined.
"You said this because you were entrusted by others, right?"
Leylin didn't answer, but suddenly glanced at the bartender, and asked slowly.
"Yes! Several wizards have already formed a team, but they are still short of a few people, so they have to stay here. They entrusted me to find suitable candidates..."
The bartender smiled slightly, and brought a glass of wine with a lot of ice flakes on it, like a snow mountain, to Leylin.
"Your 'Iceberg Beauty', sir!"
Leylin picked up the wine glass, a thin layer of frost formed on the surface of the glass, and even the wine inside seemed to freeze.
As soon as the cold wine is in the mouth, it feels like ice, and it keeps spreading in the mouth, and even goes all the way down, from the throat to the limbs.
After the cold feeling passed, there was a hot stimulation, which was very weak at first, and finally became stronger and stronger, and even completely overwhelmed the cold feeling.
This feeling of ice and fire is very strange, worthy of the price of three magic stones.
"Good wine! I haven't had such a good wine in a long time!"
Leylin narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, exhaled a breath of white air, and said to the bartender.
"Customer satisfaction is my purpose!" The bartender bowed slightly.
"Very good!" Leylin took another big gulp of "Iceberg Beauty" before saying, "I need to meet with their team first, and then consider whether to join or not!"
"Of course, in fact, they are also composed of individual travelers who have been stranded here..."
The bartender smiles and nods...
Half a month later, six figures riding tall black wolves left the small town of Engle under the respectful watch of many apprentices.
The whole body of the Lipan Worg is black, except for a piece of bright red wolf fur on the wolf's head, and two gold rings on the forelimbs, which are firmly set on it.
Each warg is more than five meters long and two meters high. It looks very fierce, and it can cover a distance of several meters with each step. It moves very quickly.
Moreover, there are two hump-like protrusions on the back of the Lipan Warg, which are more suitable for pedestrians to rest.
These profiteering worgs were provided by the Broken Ax Bar, and they were hired at the price of 500 magic stones each. After arriving at the destination, as long as the passengers let them go, they would automatically run back to their original places.
At this time, Leylin was sitting comfortably on the wolf's back, his body undulating slightly with the vigorous wolf's body from time to time, his eyes half-closed and half awake, taking the time to rest.
Even if he rides the Lipan Warg, it will take at least two months to cross the entire Margaret Canyon, and there are many dangers on the road, so he must try his best to conserve his strength and energy.
Under the bartender's introduction, he made the decision to join the team after meeting with the people in that team a few times.
Facing the harsh environment in the Grand Canyon, a single wizard has to forcibly break through the guards of the Glen vultures, which is really powerless.
Moreover, Leylin confirmed that the opponent's team was also a temporary team composed of people like him, and he was not afraid of the opponent's bullying.
Even with the addition of Leylin, the people in the team felt unsafe, and waited for another half a month. It wasn't until yesterday that an official wizard was added again that the team decided to set off.
For the past half month, Leylin has been staying in the bar in a low-key manner, and he doesn't know whether he gave up or has no clues. People from the Yili family and the Lilitel family did not find them here, and Leylin avoided a disaster. war.
Thinking of this, Leylin looked at his teammates again.
Due to the temporary formation of the team and the vigilance of the wizards, most of the people in the team covered their faces. Only an old man with white hair and a female wizard in scantily dressed clothes allowed everyone to see their faces clearly. .
The other wizards, like Leylin, covered half of their faces, looking a little indifferent.
However, from these wizards, they all exude fluctuations that can only be seen by first-level wizards—the Grand Canyon is too dangerous for apprentices, and except for some special cases, few apprentices choose this route.
The scorching sun shone on his body, and it was so warm, it made Leylin want to sleep even more.
The surrounding area was covered with emerald green, and the low bushes were constantly lurking under the Lipan Warg, making Leylin almost think that he was back on the grasslands of the Cory Islands.
The Margaret Grand Canyon is very vast, traversing several principalities, with a very large area.
Moreover, according to the rumors, there was no Grand Canyon in the first place, but because of the battle between two unknown senior wizards here, the Grand Canyon of Margaret appeared.
Seen from above, Margaret Canyon looks like an open wound on the entire South Coast.
However, regarding this statement, Leylin still expressed doubts in his heart. To break through more than half of the continent, it would take at least a wizard of level seven or eight to do it, right? It seems that there has never been a wizard of this level in the history of the South Coast.
Even if they are wizards from other places, why did they choose to fight here