Chapter 950 Anecdotes From the Rich Country

This is a country of abundance. It is said to be rich, but in fact it is just a long-cherished wish of the royal family. Because more than three-quarters of the country's land area is desert, and the sunshine temperature is extremely high. It is not an easy task to build an ideal and fertile country in the desert.

On this day, on the northeastern border of Fenghuo Country.

The scorching sun is scorching the oasis town. Even the residents who have lived here for generations, no one dares to be exposed to the midday sun... except for the refugees.

The northeastern part of the Fenghuo Kingdom is adjacent to the Evernight Kingdom.

Nowadays, changes have occurred in the Kingdom of Yongye, and several giant cities with a population of more than one million have fallen, resulting in countless refugees. The state power was overthrown almost in a short period of time, and the refugees were all displaced and had no home to return to.

The refugees in the center of the border are the most miserable. They have no transportation and may not be able to escape from the Kingdom of Evernight in their lifetime.

The refugees at the border are better off, as they can cross borders and seek life in other countries.

Arthur and Merlin are refugees who fled from the Kingdom of Evernight to the Kingdom of Plenty. They have been friends since childhood and have always had a good relationship. They are not brothers, but they are better than brothers.

They had been in this oasis town for a month, but just two hours ago, they were fired by the owner of a bar. The reason is... Merlin, being a blind man, accidentally knocked over a barrel.

They used to work in the bar almost for free, just to satisfy themselves and have a place to stay at night and noon. Therefore, there is no wine money to pay for the lost wine money.

The boss was furious and kicked Merlin out. Seeing that his best friend was being humiliated, Arthur's words became a little more intense, and he was kicked out by the bar owner.

The two of them were hiding under a dead tree, just to avoid the harsh sunlight.

However, the effect is not great.

The nights here are extremely cold and the midday heat is scorching. Cold can chill people to death, heat can steam people to death.

In these extreme temperatures, they were desperate.

"It's all my fault for causing you trouble." Merlin murmured silently, with an expression of despair and self-blame.

When he was kicked out of the bar, Arthur felt regret for a moment in his heart, but more than this regret, he cared more about the dignity of his best friend being trampled on.

"You are not wrong. What is wrong is that we were born in such an era." Arthur stretched out his dry hand, patted Merlin's shoulder, and said dryly.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't have left our hometown." Merlin regretted leaving his hometown. Although changes occurred in his hometown, a huge dome enveloped the city and continued to spread. But no one knows what is going on under the dome. Maybe there is no evil under the dome, and madness is another kind of relief.

Arthur: "I also have some regrets. If I die in my hometown, I will at least be closer to my parents. If I die here, I will probably end up in its belly..."

On the dead tree they were leaning against, there was a carrion vulture, watching them silently. Just wait for them to die and then start their own delicious meal.

The sun was getting hotter and fiercer. Arthur and Merlin were already thirsty and their eyes were dim.

In fact, the other side is the lake in Oasis Town.

But they couldn't go to the lake. Not to mention the spiked fences by the lake, the lake guards on the road alone were enough to kill them instantly.

They become weaker and weaker, their eyes gradually turn white, and they hallucinate.

Arthur whispered: "At least before I die, I won't be alone..."

Merlin wanted to respond, but was speechless and could only nod as hard as he could.

Just as they were gradually dying, a cool wind suddenly blew in from a distance. At the same time, sparse water droplets fell from the sky.

Water drops fell into their mouths, moistening their dry lips. The cool wind also dissipated the lingering heat.

Merlin: "Suddenly it's not hot anymore, it's so cool... And this water, it's so cold. Am I already dead? This is the world after death? But why can't I still see it?"

Merlin's muttering gave Arthur some more strength. He raised his head and looked at the sky: "You are not dead. Dark clouds are coming. It seems to be..."

Arthur was about to say "rain", but suddenly he was stunned.

There were no dark clouds in the sky, and there was no "rain" either. Instead, a huge shadow flashed across the sky.

"What is that?" Arthur asked himself in a low voice.

Merlin: "Arthur...what are you talking about?"

Arthur was a little dazed, and said in his mouth: "It's not dark clouds, nor rain. There is a huge one floating in the sky... Hey, is that an iceberg? No, why do you have wings? Is this an illusion?"

Broad, frost-colored wings extending a hundred meters.

Every time the wings flap, little luminous ice crystals fall down. Before, the rain they felt was the water droplets formed by the ice crystals.

"What kind of monster is this?" Arthur frowned and continued to look up. Suddenly his pupils shrank: "There are people up there! Moreover, there are many people..."

"Who?" Merlin also asked curiously.

"I can't see the specific situation, but I noticed that they all seemed to be wearing white cloaks. There were patterns on the cloaks, which seemed to be a crescent moon. I couldn't see clearly..."

When Arthur exclaimed, the carrion vulture on the dead tree behind them also became curious about the iceberg in the sky, and couldn't help but flap its wings and fly towards the iceberg.

However, as soon as the carrion vulture approached the iceberg, it was knocked upside down by the frost-colored wings. Before it could find its sense of direction, it was frozen into an ice sculpture and fell from the high altitude.

The iceberg passed by and soon disappeared in the northeast. According to common sense, even if the iceberg melted in the oasis town, it would not bring much coolness, let alone it was just a flash.

But strangely, after the iceberg passed, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

It did not rise for a long time.

Arthur witnessed this magical scene, turned his head and looked at Merlin and said: "Why are these people sitting on the iceberg, and why is the iceberg flying?"

Merlin's expression was a little strange, and after a long while he suddenly said: "That group of people should be the legendary wizards."

"Wizards?" Arthur looked at Merlin in confusion.

Merlin: "Wizards are a group of very evil people. They have the power to resist everything. They can even calculate the nature of heaven and earth, and pry mountains and seas..."

Merlin slowly explained the wizard, but he didn't know that as he spoke, Arthur's eyes on the opposite side became brighter and brighter.

"Wizards are so powerful! If I become a wizard, will no one dare to bully us anymore?" Arthur exclaimed several times, his eyes flashing: "Do you know how to become a wizard?"

Merlin's face was a little gloomy, and he shook his head: "I don't know, don't think about it, we don't even know how to live now..."

Arthur smiled cunningly: "It might really die before, but now, it's not certain."

Arthur found the scavenger vulture that was frozen into a statue on the sand dunes not far away, and excitedly dragged it to Merlin: "We sell this scavenger vulture, and we will have money! The last time I heard from the people of the Camel Bell Caravan, the crown of this scavenger vulture is worth a gold coin! Then, our lives will get better..."

Although Merlin couldn't see it, he could feel the biting coldness of the scavenger vulture ice sculpture.

He laughed: "That's great, being alive is better than anything else."

Arthur was also a little silly, thinking that today was their death anniversary, but he didn't expect such a sudden turn of events... Moreover, he had heard rumors about wizards. If one day, he could become a wizard, how great it would be.

Arthur couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes into crescents when he thought of the beauty.

Suddenly, Arthur remembered a question: "By the way, I haven't asked you just now, how do you know about wizards?"

Merlin was startled and lowered his brows.

After a long while, he whispered, "I've seen a wizard before."

"You've seen a wizard?" Arthur approached Merlin in surprise: "Then can you tell me what the wizard looks like? Where is he from? Can we still find him?"

Merlin: "He is a hunchbacked old man with many eyes."

"An old man with many eyes? It sounds a bit creepy." After Arthur finished speaking, he realized it and said, "Huh? How do you know he has many eyes? Your eyes are not..."

Merlin smiled bitterly, stretched out his trembling hand, and gently touched his eye sockets: "Didn't you ask me before, what happened five years ago, why my eyes suddenly went blind."

Listening to Merlin's words, Arthur seemed to guess something. Five years ago, Merlin disappeared for more than half a month, and lost his eyes when he came back. No matter who asked him, Merlin did not answer why, which was also Arthur's question all along.

"Could it be?"

Merlin: "Yes, my eyes were gouged out by that old man... I clearly remember that he dug out my left eye first, and then put it between his eyebrows, and then dug out my right eye. I don't know where he put it, but he told me that he put it in front of his chest."

Seeing that Merlin was going to continue, Arthur interrupted him.

"Don't say it, it's all over, everything is over." Arthur wanted to slap himself, why did he ask this question? Why was he so ignorant.

Merlin: "It doesn't matter, as you said, it's all over."

Arthur clenched his fist and said angrily: "If I didn't follow my father to the suburbs that day five years ago, but went with you, I guess this wouldn't have happened."

Merlin: "This is fate, it can't be changed."

Arthur wanted to argue, but suddenly, a charming female voice interrupted the conversation between the two: "Yes, the kid is right, this is fate, it can't be changed."

Arthur turned around suddenly, but saw a woman in a thick leather windbreaker appear behind them.

The woman had an extremely graceful figure and was extremely beautiful. But the only strange thing was that she was wearing a thick leather windbreaker in such a hot day.

Next to the woman, there was a boy of sixteen or seventeen, wearing a brown and black plaid hat, with thick dark circles under his eyes and pale lips.

"Who are you?" Arthur asked vigilantly.

The woman lifted her long brown hair and said coquettishly: "I am just a passerby who is walking with the master, don't pay attention to me."

After that, the woman threw a coquettish eye at the boy next to her.

The boy's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Change back to your true face."

"No, don't you like it this way the most?" The woman was a little reluctant.

"I didn't, you are talking nonsense, I don't like it!" The boy scolded.

The woman chuckled, stretched out her hand and waved it gently, and a long pipe appeared in her hand out of thin air. She made a smoking gesture, then flirted again: "This pipe is the same model as hers."

The young man angrily scolded: "If you keep this attitude, I will burn you!"

Seeing that her master was really angry, the woman transformed herself into an elegant man wearing a thick leather windbreaker.

While the young man was talking to his servant, Arthur's mood was indescribable. Summoning a pipe out of thin air, a woman turning into a man... all these seemed to indicate the identities of the two people in front of him.

"Are you wizards?" Arthur asked doubtfully.

The elegant man shook his head: "My master is a wizard apprentice, and I am just a spirit."

Arthur's throat was a little dry, and he was a little speechless for a while.

"You..." Arthur paused: "You said before that Merlin's eyes were gouged out by fate? Why?"

The elegant man smiled slightly: "It's very simple, because he is a natural gifted person, and his eyes are the source of his vision. It is destined to be targeted by other extraordinary people. After all, transplanting human eyes will cause much less rejection than other species."