Chapter 44 Silver Ash City

As a black light covered the last escaping man in black robe, his body trembled slightly, and he quickly lost signs of life and fell to the ground.

The boy, or rather Roland, calmly put down the elven staff.

Then he reached out and put down the undead corpse tied to the car. At the same time, the corresponding soul crystal was thrown out of the car by Hela.

It fell onto the corpse of the undead, and then it revived.

As soon as a ring of undead awoke, it quickly raised its bone sword and looked around vigilantly. Then, after seeing the corpses on the ground, it scratched its head in confusion.

Has it started? Why does it seem like it's already over?

Just when he hesitated, Hela's order reached his mind.

After receiving the order, it silently put away the bone sword, slowly walked towards the nearby corpses, and moved them all together.

At this time, the man who was being chased turned around and walked over again.

He bowed politely to Roland and spoke respectfully.

"Dear Spellcaster, thank you for your help."

Roland returned the greeting slightly and spoke calmly.

"It's just that they are too arrogant."

If these black-robed men hadn't attacked Roland on their own initiative, Roland wouldn't have bothered with this kind of nonsense.

After all, whether they live or die has nothing to do with Roland.

"No matter what, I appreciate your help. This is my small token of thanks."

The man said respectfully, while presenting his thank you gift with both hands.

Roland glanced at it and saw a point card with 100 silver points stored in it.

If it’s delivered to your door for free, don’t miss it.

Roland nodded slightly and decisively accepted his thank-you gift.

Then, Roland looked him up and down and cast a second-level healing spell to speed up the healing of his wounds.

The man was a little surprised. After realizing that his body had recovered quickly, he bowed respectfully to Roland and said.

"I have a mission to complete, so I will leave now. Thank you for your generosity."

Roland nodded slightly.

After Roland nodded, the man turned around and quickly left along the official road.

After he disappeared from Roland's sight, the diligent undead nearby moved all the corpses to one place, and under Hela's command, they stripped all their valuable equipment and supplies.

Compared to the previous batch of wild wizards hired by the descendants of nobles, the value of these men in black robes is obviously much higher.

The last batch of wild mages were basically poor guys. Even if they managed to become second-ring spellcasters, they were still poor guys.

He didn't have any good equipment on him, and the only things worth taking away were the ordinary staffs of two second-ring spellcasters.

The wild mage is like this. Although he makes money faster than other extraordinary people, he also spends more. He basically spends the money on himself, buying all kinds of extraordinary knowledge and various extraordinary materials, so as to constantly learn and experiment, looking for a way to be promoted.

Therefore, a wild mage who does not have to take out a loan is considered to be relatively wealthy.

Therefore, Roland was too lazy to take action himself after he knew that the noble heir had hired a wild mage to kill him. However, the black-robed people in front of him were much better. They were probably knights raised by some noble family. Each of them wore a set of armor, and also a set of black robes to conceal their aura.

Although the quality is not very high, there are only five sets of one-ring enchanted armor and the rest are ordinary armor, but, coupled with the black robe that conceals the aura, it is still a considerable windfall.

After the undead brought all the armors in front of him, Roland took a look at the marks on the armors and put them all away without a care.

It's just a small family that he doesn't know. Even if it's a big family, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, he will throw it to the black market over in the Kes Mountains. Roland doesn't believe that anyone will make a fuss over there for these pieces of equipment.

After finally putting away the black robe, Roland threw a fireball, burning the naked bodies of the black-robed men into ashes.

Finally, a ring of undead was tied to the carriage again, and the carriage started again, slowly moving away into the distance.

Silver Ash City.

A not-so-famous city in the Silver Empire.

It is not as politically prominent as the territories of the Silver Family or the capitals of powerful princes. It is not an important trading city like the Port City, the Trade Port, and the Northern City, nor does it have a special status like the Free City.

It is just an ordinary city with mediocre development among countless others in the Silver Empire. At most, it is located close to the port city, so the prices are lower and the development is slightly better.

As Roland had planned to pass through this city on his way to the Kes Mountains, Roland and Hela naturally chose to rest for a few days when passing through it.

It's very tiring to travel every day.

Even if the two of them were riding in a carriage and didn't do anything, it would still be very tiring.

Roland and Hela sat on the second floor of the hotel, enjoying the cool and comfortable evening breeze while casually enjoying the specialties of the area.

Compared to the bustling and somewhat restless port city, SilverAsh City is relatively much quieter, even the taverns are much quieter.

Although there are quite a few drunkards on the first floor, there are still much fewer than in Port City. As for the second floor, there are not many people and they sit farther away.

Therefore, although other people on the second floor were talking, it did not affect Roland's good mood.

This is what life is all about.

Roland felt the evening breeze and slowly poured the warmed wine into his and Hela's glasses with his right hand.

After putting the wine aside to warm it, Roland drank it with a comfortable look on his face.

Although in his previous life, Roland preferred to drink juice or carbonated drinks rather than alcohol.

However, Roland did not hate alcohol. His attitude was neutral. He could drink it, but he would not take the initiative to drink it.

In this generally backward world, Roland, who doesn't have much money, has no choice.

Roland had no channels to buy luxury goods like those that only nobles and mid- to high-level spellcasters could afford. Of course, even if he had channels, he would not waste money to buy them when he had little money.

Therefore, Roland, who didn't really want to drink plain water all the time, had no choice but to drink alcohol.

At least, the wine has some flavor. If you get tired of drinking plain water, it's nice to have a little wine.

Roland had no restrictions on Hela's drinking.

Anyway, Roland and Hela are both extraordinary people, and ordinary alcohol is almost the same as flavored boiled water to them, and has no effect at all.

Moreover, in the north, drinking alcohol to warm the body is a normal thing. Those who don’t drink are the odd ones out, even children.

The most important point is that even if Roland and Hela drank wine every day like water, they would never get drunk unless they added drugs specifically for extraordinary people.

(End of this chapter)