Chapter 17 Tanzania Town

After Heidi's voice fell, almost everyone on the scene swallowed subconsciously.

Except for Betty—the little girl didn't understand at all.

Rebecca couldn't help but think of the monsters that destroyed the family's territory, and those monsters were the products of the magic tide. Before that, she once thought that those monsters wandered from the Gondor Wasteland, passed through the magnificent wall, and invaded into the territory of Anzu - after all, Cecil Land is located on the southern border of Anzu, and it is closely related to the Gondor Wasteland. Very close, if there is really a problem with a sentinel tower that causes a loophole in the magnificent wall, then it is conceivable that some monsters run out.

But now, Rebecca couldn't help but think of a worse possibility - what if those monsters didn't come from the wasteland of Gondor, but naturally occurred in Cecil Land?

What if those monsters... mean a new wave of magic?

"This... will we be a little too nervous?" Amber was the first to break the silence, and Miss Half-elf tried to squeeze a smile, pointing to the note in Heidi's hand, "It's just a diary left by a wild mage, If the content of the record is still unclear, should it be directly associated with the magic tide?"

Gawain didn't refute her, but nodded: "Well, it's also possible that I'm too nervous."

After all, it was just a random analysis based on the inherited memories in his mind. Although it was really cool to recite the historical events 700 years ago in the first person in one breath, he himself felt that it was a bit sensational after the recitation.

"That's right," Amber saw Gawain's nodding, and immediately followed with a sigh of relief, "Your old man has been dead for seven hundred years, and your brain still hasn't turned around back then-I know that you experienced a magic tide back then, and it was probably that The psychological shadow of the time is too... oops!!"

Rebecca knocked on the half-elf's head with a staff and stared, "Don't be rude to the ancestors!"

Gawain looked at Rebecca's staff strangely, and thought to himself, why didn't this little girl feel rude when she beat the old ancestor with the "resting stick" not long ago...

"No matter how credible these things are, they will be reported to His Majesty the King after Saint Sunil," Hetty said, returning the notebook to Gawain, "As for how much the King will believe...then It's not something we can influence."

Gao Wen silently collected the notes, pressing all kinds of complicated thoughts into his heart.

Then he raised his head and looked up at the huge "sun" in the sky.

There is no tree canopy above the clearing, the sky is open, a giant sun is now rising to the highest point of the day, and the huge and oppressive crown of light is bringing light and heat to the world, as well as the power of magic.

Perhaps it is this last element that brings the laws of nature to this world that are very different from those on Earth.

Gawain's eyes wandered on the surface of the giant sun. Those faint lines should be the storms on the surface of the gas giant planet. He tried to find those unidentified dark red patterns, but in the end he found nothing: those lines were probably just a flash in the pan. all disappeared.

However, the sense of urgency in Gao Wen's heart did not disappear, he just temporarily suppressed it in his heart, and silently planned the way to go in the future.

First of all, just get a foothold in this world, although it's just a run-down old family... But it's better to have a starting point than to travel through the barren mountains and graves.

After passing through the dense forest, the journey seemed to be much smoother. Perhaps something like the "law of conservation of character" really exists. The group never encountered any attack by monsters or strange "natural phenomena", and they successfully set foot on the road. The official road, and also successfully encountered a small-scale caravan on the way. After paying enough money, Gao Wen and his party finally got rid of the predicament of climbing mountains and mountains on their legs, and were able to ride in the carriage of the caravan to Tanzang Town.

The owner of the caravan is a chubby northerner who came from the rich land of the kingdom to this southern frontier to sell local products and herbs.

It is said that he originally planned to go to Cecil Land for the last transaction, but he heard about the terrible disaster that happened in Cecil Land, so he had to turn back halfway. For Gawain and others who were full of murderous aura, the fat businessman was initially wary and resisted, but Hetty finally used two pieces of gold to persuade the cautious caravan boss, and even let the caravan The boss gave up his carriage.

Gold really is the best eloquent business negotiator (surely).

On the seventh day after leaving Cecil Land, the gate of Tanzania finally appeared in front of everyone.

This was the first time that Gawain had come into close contact with a human town in this world. Of course, when he first left Cecil Land, he climbed up the mountain and took a look at his titular manor estate, but at that time the entire Cecil region had already been destroyed. The elemental power of the riot was smashed into ruins, and a blue dragon who did not know where it came from was sprayed into an abstract painting with a mouthful of salt soda. It is really impossible to see any customs and customs, and the town of Tanzania in front of me... He didn't feel very good to be honest.

A little disappointed even.

Tanzanite is huge - that's what Rebecca said. Probably due to its location on the plains, fertile land, and close proximity to a river, this place is one of the most populous towns in the southern region, with nearly 10,000 people living on this flat, triangular piece of land. The Baishui River comes from the west and is divided into two in front of Tanzania Town. It flows from the north and south sides of the town. It irrigates a large area of ​​farmland near the town, and is also the lifeline of transportation here. In the east of the town, it relies on A mine is the most important source of income for the entire town.

But it is such a place that has both fertile fields, mines, and a river that can be used as a shipping route. No matter how you look at it, it is a place of feng shui treasures. What Gawain saw most after entering the town was the yellow-faced and skinny civilians. And countless low and dilapidated wooden houses, as well as all kinds of smelly and dirty streets.

Since the civilization of this world is far from developed enough to allow humans to overwhelm nature, all kinds of monsters and beasts are all included in the zoo, and there are often conflicts in the border area, the entire town is protected by a circle of low city walls. The dilapidated civilian areas are piled up inside the city walls, huddled together like moss and sores. Those dilapidated houses have no beauty at all, at best they can only serve as a shelter from the wind and rain. There is a wide avenue from the city gate to the center of the town, but the scenery on that avenue is not much better.

Gawain sat on the carriage of the caravan and looked at the scene on the street outside. He saw the poor people in short shirts walking on both sides of the street. Only a small number of people wore shoes, and the rest were mostly tied up. They were wearing rags, and there were even poor people who couldn't even tie them. Those walking in the middle of the street were obviously much cleaner and had shoes on their feet.

They didn't communicate or even conflict with each other, they just walked their own way quietly, like they were separated by a world.

Even though they live in the same town and walk on the same road, they are as distinct as people from two worlds.

Gawain searched Cecil's memory, but found that there was not much to refer to in this part: Gawain Cecil was born in the glorious Gondor Empire, and grew up in a wealthy land. There is no such scenery; later the Gondor Demon Tide broke out, and Cecil led the people to fight a bloody road to the north. On the way, everyone shared weal and woe, and there was no distinction between high and low; and then Anzu was established, and the pioneers were in a wasteland. When the kingdom was established, everything started from scratch. Even the founding dukes and the king himself had the experience of putting down their swords and ploughing the fields. How did they see this scene?

And then...and then Gawain Cecil died in battle on the southern border. This hero who died young at the age of thirty-five did not live to witness poverty in the country he created. The day of rich differentiation.

So he could only ask "his descendants" for advice and ask what the rules were on that road.

"On both sides of the road were serfs, and slave laborers in the mines," Hetty explained, "and there were poor freemen in the outlying areas, who were not allowed to walk on the avenues - because when they were monastics they were I can't donate money either. Walking in the middle of the road are decent 'citizens', as well as businessmen or mercenaries from outside. These people can pay various taxes and can walk in the middle of the road. "

Gawain remembered the few coins that the fat businessman shoved to the guards when the caravan entered the door—that must be the tax for entering the city.

Then he remembered the soldier who had been buried in the forest—the son of the serf.

It was Rebecca's favor that he could take up the sword and die for the lord, but even if he died for the lord, he was not allowed to be buried as a warrior: because he had not redeemed himself, he had not even The sword has not been redeemed.

"Master Ancestor, is there any problem?" Noticing the gloomy expression on Gawain's face, Heidi asked with some doubts.

Gao Wen retracted his gaze from the car and shook his head slightly: "No, there is no problem."

He just instinctively resisted these things with the mentality of a traveler, but it was not yet time for him to criticize and "correct" it.

Because he doesn't know enough about the world.

After a short thought, he looked at Hetty: "What are you going to do next?"

Hetty obviously has a plan: "Go to the lord here first, Viscount Andrew is a relatively talkative person, and it should be easier to contact Knight Philip through him. If everything goes well with Knight Philip, we can find it. The people who broke through the siege that day. Then it depends on the situation whether to resettle the people in the same place or go directly to the capital. What happened in Cecil's territory is not enough to send one or two messengers. Rebecca must go to meet the king in person Just explain the situation.”

Gawain felt that there was no problem (mainly because he was an "old ancestor" who had crossed over and had a gap of 700 years with modern people, and really couldn't think of any suggestions): "Then let's do this first."

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