“Is there any proof of identity?”

"No."

“Recommendation letter?”

"No."

"Token of the Wizard Organization?"

“No, either.”

"What do you want to enter the city?"

"After wandering here, the dry food on your body has been consumed."

The soldiers guarding the city looked at Lance in surprise and looked back at the higher apprentice behind him.

The latter nodded slightly.

The soldier continued to lie on the table and wrote quickly, and began to ask for other information: "Name? Gender? Race..."

Lance answered his questions tirelessly.

When entering the city, because there is no token to prove his identity, he can only obtain a temporary entry and exit permit. The mountain city Gordon is different from other inland cities. It is adjacent to the demon's territory and all controls must be much stricter, otherwise it will be easy to get involved in the enemy spies.

But everything is not absolute.

After Lance answered a series of cumbersome questions, he finally stuffed two magic stones into the soldier's hands without moving his expression. As for the higher apprentice who was examining behind, he did not discover Lance's magical technique at all.

The soldier raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a look of disbelief, and then calmed down and silently put away the benefits given by Lance.

He nodded and smiled at Lance.

Everything went much smoother next, and the soldiers' attitude became much gentler.

Ten minutes later, Lance successfully obtained a green identity description scroll. This scroll has no other use, it is like a temporary ID card. Lance can freely enter and exit the mountain city within ten days and buy some things, but if you want to buy real estate, you must have Gordon City citizenship.

...

Returning to the human city again, although it is a battlefield area, the streets are still bustling and prosperous.

People hurried back and forth between their residences, wizard organizations, soldiers recruitment sites and other important places. Everyone seemed so busy.

Lance also found that unlike other cities, because Gordon City is built on the mountains on both sides, it seems to occupy a little narrow area. The road is curved, and from time to time there will be a large area of ​​mountain walls. Many taverns are built along the mountain. Dig a hole at will. Use engineering application of witchcraft to consolidate it, and it will be a room.

Even during the day, the aroma of wine floated out of the tavern, which made everyone linger.

The Wizard Tower complex in the distance is particularly eye-catching. The Wizard Tower is built in the west of Gordon Mountain City. At least one-third of the entire city is divided by wizard gathering places. The headquarters of the Supreme Council is also located on this land called "Eye of Nicholas".

The Eye of Nicholas was originally the name of a lake. This lake magically appeared on the mountain city's mountains and was formed by the melting of snow water that never melted all year round in the west peak. According to the detection of the wizards in the mountain city, the bottom of this lake water is also connected to several underground rivers.

The water quality of the lake is extremely clear, and by the lake, the wizards who initially explored the mountain city began to build their own wizard towers.

Day after day, year after year, there are more and more wizard towers in the gathering place of wizards, and the name of Nicholas's Eye is gradually opened.

The current Eye of Nicholas refers to the northwest corner area where wizards gather in the entire Gordon Mountain City.

That is a place that ordinary people cannot easily get involved. Unless they hold special laws, they will rashly break into it, and they will be regarded as a provocation to the wizards.

The remaining two-thirds of the area are where ordinary people should stay.

This is the magical Marcedes line.

This kind of wizards and humans are quite rare in the Creland plane, and only when facing demons can ordinary mortals unite with wizards.

Under the invasion of the demon army, it is not feasible to rely solely on a small number of wizards or mortals without superpowers. Only when the two sides join forces can these evil aliens be blocked outside the Marcede defense line.

Once the Marce line of defense is lost, it means that the northern division of Cliland's doors will be opened. At that time, the demons will once again pour into this rich land.

This is something that no human being wants to see.

What's more, for wizards, this also involves their own interests - after all, where the plane faults border, due to arcane interference, it is quite easy to breed high-purity magic stone mines.

So at this step, they cannot retreat no matter what.

...

In the Eye of Nicholas, in an inconspicuous mage tower, there were a total of fifteen members of parliament sitting on a long table. Each member's appearance was blocked by shadows, and no one could see who was clearly.

"We have reason to suspect that the recent food poisoning incident in the city has been committed by spies."

A low voice said: "According to the investigation of [Nightingale], there have been a lot of wizards wandering around Nicholas' Eye recently. They are all raw faces."

"The lake water of Nicholas' Eye is the source of water for the entire mountain city. Although wizards usually make water and drink it themselves for safety reasons, ordinary people cannot do this. Recently, at least one hundred mortals were poisoned, so I suggest that they must check it out in detail."

The rest of the people were silent for a while and expressed their opinions:

"agree!"

"agree!"

"Abstain!"

Soon, the voting results came out. Except for the members who proposed the plan, a total of fourteen people had the right to vote, three of whom abstained, and the remaining eleven people agreed.

The plan was naturally passed smoothly.

"My [Nightingale] is only good at detecting and is not suitable for arrest." The MP who proposed the plan added: "I hope to send out the [cheetah]."

The MP sitting at the head of the case said in a deep voice: "Approval."

...

Mortal area, in an underground tavern.

Lance lifted the burgundy curtain, and the noise in the tavern came into his ears like ants.

A girl in revealing clothes walked past Lance and rubbed towards him with a wicked smile.

"Get away!" the bartender shouted: "Delian. This gentleman is not something you can provoke."

The girl left awkwardly.

Lance didn't think it was offensive. He had encountered such a scene many times.

When I came to this underground tavern a few days ago, it was almost the same. These novel experiences helped him learn a little new knowledge: the beautiful girl rubbing against you may not be a prostitute, but may also be a thief.

Unfortunately, Lance's things are hidden in the amber ring, how could these thieves find it?

When a smart thief saw that he couldn't find anything, he would immediately react - maybe this was a rich wizard. Although wizards rarely appear in the mortal area, it was not completely impossible, so he would soon be scared and retreated pale.

As for this bartender, he is a familiar face. Lance once asked him to inquire about some things.

"Hey, Tom, how did I ask before?"

Lance stood on the bar and threw a magic stone over: "Give me a cup of [Golden Years]. Don't mix it with water."

"Of course!" Tom smiled brightly: "What I give you is always the best."

A few minutes later, a cup of golden years was placed on the bar.

Lance took a sip. The spicy taste immediately rolled over his tongue, very satisfying.

He has never been interested in alcohol, but this golden age is a rare high-quality cocktail made of magical plants blended into alcohol. It has a slight stimulating mental power. In addition, this wine has a very mellow taste, so after a few times, even Lance couldn't put it down.

He always ordered a cup when he arrived here these days.

"Next to talk about the main thing." Tom whispered: "What you asked is already obvious."

Lans immediately felt spirited: "Oh? How many?"

Tom said embarrassedly: "You need to see this in person. I am only responsible for the contact between the two... However, the popularity has been very tight recently, so I personally recommend that you be careful. After all, the things you inquiry are all controlled products."

Lance smacked his lips and took another sip of the golden years. This time, the spicy smell rolled straight from his throat into his stomach.

"Give me the address and contact information." He simply said.

Tom hesitated for a moment, wrote down an address, and handed it to Lance.

...

"The warehouse area in the south of Shancheng, No. 71, Third Street, North District?"

On the empty street, Lance walked alone. The address given by the bartender was nearby.

This warehouse area originally required higher authority to enter, but Lance used some tricks and sneaked in.

He has been wandering around the mountain city a few days ago and has a certain understanding of this city. Compared with ordinary human cities, the control of this city is indeed more stringent.

He ran many ways but couldn't find a channel to buy food in large quantities - not to mention steel with stricter controls.

This made Lance a little depressed.

Now the address given by Tom made him illuminate. No matter whether it is reliable or not, he always has to give it a try.

While thinking about this, Lance suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly found that there were no odd numbers on the third street in the North District where he was located!

"That guy is clearly talking about No. 71, Third Street, North District..."

Lance rolled his eyes and looked at the street sign beside him.

What's strange is that all the door signs of these warehouses are even numbers.

"Damn guy..." Lance understood instantly.

At this moment, No. 40, 3rd Street to his left, and it is still a distance from No. 70.

So he turned around and left without hesitation.

Unfortunately, at this moment, several swift figures suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

In an instant, six figures surrounded Lance.

"Cheetahs do things, be more ruling." One of the men said in a hoarse voice: "We heard you are asking about food and steel and other controls? Is there anything wrong with this?"

Lance smiled embarrassedly: "No. This is definitely a misunderstanding."

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's go with us." The man sneered: "If you believe in the parliament, we will not accuse others of anything."
Chapter completed!