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"This waterline, two goldtons a week." On the dock, a middle-aged man who looked like a tax officer walked up to the ship, first observed the waterline of the ship, and then said.
It was the first mate on the ship who received the tax officer. If there was nothing to spare, the first mate presented two golden coins the size of his thumb.
On the front of the gold coin is a picture of a carriage representing business, and on the back is a sketch of golden wheat representing grain.
Gold sore, the most popular currency in this part of the East Coast.
The gold shield demanded by the tax officer was the national currency of the Kingdom of Manhattan, the country to which the Port of Morrington belonged.
The two gold cords were roughly worth two and a half gold shields, and the tax officer had something to gain.
After giving the chief mate a compliment, the tax officer held his account book and headed to the next stop to collect taxes.
"I didn't expect ordinary people on the east coast to have such great power." Locke touched his chin and said in surprise.
The first mate's fighting spirit is at the high-ranking attendant level, but the tax officer is a downright ordinary person, but the rank relationship between the two is reversed here.
"Knowledge determines fate!" A sudden sigh next to him frightened Locke.
The person who could approach him silently was indeed Pearson, the official magician on the ship.
Today, the master did not wear his usual bamboo hat, but wore a mage robe, with a blindfold on one eye and a pair of single-frame glasses on the other. A learned sense.
The reason for this is not unrelated to the strength of Master Pearson's first-level magician and the knowledge and experience accumulated over hundreds of years.
Today's dress has transformed Master Pearson from the image of a formal magician who is inhuman and mysterious, into a learned and wise old man.
People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, nothing more.
Through Master Pearson's casual instructions, Locke learned that in this area of the East Coast, numeracy and literacy are the necessary skills for ordinary people to live a good life.
Farmers can't live a good life here, because there are not too many fertile fields for the commoners to cultivate.
Business and transactions are the mainstream here.
Thinking of the social atmosphere here, it is not difficult for Locke to understand why an ordinary person can confidently ask a high-level servant-level powerhouse to collect taxes.
Seeing that the first mate looked at the tax officer with admiration, Locke supported his head, is it really knowledge that determines fate?
Knowing that the boat was loaded with activated goblins, Locke didn't hesitate and took Christine and Raffi directly off the boat.
Santa sent an official magician to bring so many activated goblins to the east coast. There must be a decision from Santa. Locke has a close relationship with Santa. After all, he is still a knight.
"This is the business card of the Bryan Chamber of Commerce. If you want to return to the Three Western Islands, go to the Chamber of Commerce for help." Magician Pearson took out a piece of hot silver cardboard and handed it to Locke.
Locke caught it carefully. It seemed that the Brian Chamber of Commerce was a secret set up on the east coast of the Three Western Islands.
After saying goodbye to Master Pearson, Locke walked with his two daughters to the streets of Port Morrington.
Although the Port of Morrington is a port, in Locke's view, both in terms of area and population, it is close to the level of a provincial capital of the Omor Empire.
There are many patrolling soldiers on the street. Judging by the strength of those soldiers, most of them are ordinary people. Occasionally there are two entry-level servants, and the leading captains are low-level servants.
From this point of view, the general level of human knights here is similar to or slightly stronger than the Western Mishima.
The three of Locke, who had just stepped into the port of Morrington, did not attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers.
Their clothes are very different from those of the residents here, but there are more than 10 million caravan ships coming and going in the port of Morrington every day, and even more uncommon clothing habits, people here have also seen them.
These soldiers are on the streets, on the one hand, to prevent people from causing trouble. The port of Morrington is full of money, and there are always some desperados who take risks;
The three of Locke also have no identity, but judging from their clothes, they definitely cannot be beggars and wanderers, and these soldiers have never tried to make fun of themselves.
"Brother, where shall we go first?" Christine asked excitedly. Everything on the streets of Morrington aroused the little girl's curiosity.
There is actually a magic shop here, even in Princeton, the imperial capital of the Omor Empire. This kind of storefront dedicated to magicians is also very rare.
"Go get an identity first, and then exchange some gold coins here." Locke said.
The administrative area of the Port of Morrington is located in the southeast of the town. This is the area where the Port of Morrington was first developed. The ground is paved with white marble tiles.
"Hello, what level of identity do you need?" a formal-dressed official asked politely in a room in the city hall.
The officials who work in the city hall have trained a good look.
From the moment they walked in, Locke and Christine showed their extraordinaryness from their walking posture, expressions and subtle movements.
Either rich or expensive, this is the evaluation of the staff.
In addition, the strength of Locke's quasi-knights also has to let these officials face up a little bit.
How did they know Locke's strength? The City Hall is naturally equipped with a set of props to obtain the true strength of others.
In order to show concern, the city hall official specially took them to a separate room to discuss.
Facts have proved that the official's approach is extremely correct.
A whole box of gold bars was moved out of the space ring by Locke.
"What rank do you want? A knighthood costs five thousand gold cables, 10,000 for a lord, and 20,000 for a baron." The young official licked his dry lips.
The value of the box of gold bars in front of him is 30,000 gold cables.
"I want a baron title, and by the way, you can exchange all the remaining money for gold cable." Locke said word by word.
"The two ladies?" the young officer asked.
On the east coast, there are cases where women inherit titles. There are several famous female grand duchesses, but Locke doesn't know it.
"They're just ordinary people," Locke said.
They didn't come out this time to play in the mountains and waters. They wanted a layer of identity just to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Okay, please wait a moment," said the young officer.
When they did this, Che Qinglu was extremely cooked, and Locke only ate half of a cup of tea, and all the regulations were completed.
When the medals and documents representing the baron were neatly placed in front of Locke, Locke finally understood the reality of this place on the east coast.
It turns out that not only knowledge determines fate, but also the rule that money comes first.
"Is this lady a distinguished magician?" the official asked respectfully.
He was referring to the bored Christine sitting next to Locke.
Christine's dress is very different from Locke and Raffi. The pale red robe is wrapped, which is very similar to that of a magician, and she has been dealing with various people all the year round. This official can observe Christine's different side from ordinary people.
"Yes, I am." Christine said in a daze, she didn't release her magic power, how did this ordinary official see it.
"On the east coast, noble magicians can directly hold the title of lord when they reach the middle-level apprenticeship. What is your magic level, so can you show us your level certificate?" The attendant finished in one breath. , It seems that he usually said this to people a lot.
Christine didn't have a grade certificate to show this official. She used a beautiful wall of fire with her precise control of magic, so that the powerful wall of fire did not damage anything in the room.
Upon seeing this, the official did not talk nonsense. He took out a copy of the Lord's medal and documents and handed it over. It was already prepared.
Firewall is the trademark magic of the middle-level apprentice, which combines offense and defense. On the east coast, even ordinary people like him know it.
With an extra layer of aristocratic status, Christine was very excited and looked over and over with her medal for a long time.
"Let's find a place to live first," Locke said. In his opinion, the medal was worthless.
If you are not given a medal, it means that you are a noble. Nobles are accumulated over many years and represent rights and status.
Without his own manor and power, without the people and land, Locke and others, who spent tens of thousands of gold, are now at best an aristocrat.
But that's enough.
The Red Leaf Tavern, with its iconic name, made Locke remember this tavern at a glance while standing on the street.
The prosperity of the Port of Morrington has made many taverns also function as hotels.
After inquiring, the three of Locke asked for an oversized guest room on the second floor.
When you first came to a strange place, it was better for three people to live together. Locke did not deny that he had other careful thoughts.
Rafi has no opinion on this kind of thing, and Christine only listens to Locke's words. Of course, Locke decides.
"The treatment here seems to be especially good for magicians." In the room, touching Christine's noble medal, Locke was thoughtful.
It is good for magicians, in other words, there is not much special treatment for knights.
With the strength of Locke's quasi-knights, in any country in the Western Isles, if you want a title, you can at least be a viscount, but here, you have to spend money to get a baron.
And Christine doesn't need to do anything, she can become a middle-level magic apprentice with peace of mind, and the title will be sent to her door.
"Is the status of a magician higher than that of a knight?" Locke said in his heart. He is not sure whether this is the case in the Manhattan Kingdom, which is part of Port Morrington, or the East Coast.
Or, is it the same for the entire wizarding continent? !
This is the birthplace of magic, the most prosperous and powerful place in the wizarding world.
Let's take a step by step. Faced with the new environment, Locke is not in a hurry.
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