Chapter 872: Phantom Horse

In addition to bringing intoxicated hallucinations, "Phantom Dew" has no other medicinal value worth mentioning, and long-term use can cause serious damage to health, and even lead to mental disorders.

However, there are such a group of people in the world who are keen to pursue the hallucinations and stimulation brought about by drugs, but they are willing to live a good life.

There are many such people.

In the streets and alleys of Castle Donning, so-called "taverns" can be seen everywhere for people to drink "Phantom Dew".

Addicts from Wilnoa and all over the world flocked to Fort Dunning, lingering in various pubs all day long, indulging in the depraved pleasure brought by "Phantom Dew", until their wallets and bones were drained .

In addition to the Phantom Dew trade, the slave trade in Castle Donning is also very prosperous.

Any creature you can think of can be bought here or ordered for money, so that the slave auction in Fort Donning is nicknamed the "Museum of Species".

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On a scorching summer day, on the road from Midgard City to Fort Donen, every paving stone was scalded by the scorching afternoon sun.

In this hot and dry season, the moisture in the air seems to have been dried by the hot wind.

Whenever pedestrians ride horses or drive through this section of the road, a large amount of dust will be raised on the dry surface, swirling in the sun, and slowly spreading around.

After two o'clock in the afternoon on May 19, another carriage came galloping from the north.

Although the carriage is open, there is a parasol in the center, which looks quite fashionable.

What's even more strange is that the four steeds in the trailer have pitch-black coats and look no different from ordinary horses from a distance. Not even the slightest noise was made.

If someone on the side of the road carefully observes these four black steeds at this moment, they will find that although they have the outlines of horses, they lack the texture of flesh and blood.

The bodies of these magical creations are like a condensed black smoke, no wonder there is no sound when the horses hooves step on the ground.

The carriage pulled by the four "Phantom Horses" is also shaped by magic power. The structure of the carriage is light and strong, but the weight is almost zero.

The carriage was driving at a high speed on the uneven road, the wheels were almost floating in the air from the ground, and the two passengers on the carriage would not feel even the slightest jolt.

The two travelers on the phantom carriage were all wearing black satin robes with gold trim, and in terms of their respective age groups, they were the kind of unforgettable handsome men.

The elderly Mr. Master crossed his hands behind his head, crossed his legs comfortably, put his hat on his face, and was dozing off in the spacious compartment.

His companion, the fair-skinned and handsome young mage, didn't seem to want to waste this little time during the journey. He set up a simple desk in the carriage, laid out pens, ink and books, and was immersed in copying.

The parasol above his head helped the young mage block the too strong light in the afternoon, allowing him to clearly see the spell configuration analyzed from the magic carriage with the help of the No. 4 rune Ansuz, and then transcribe it into his spell book superior.

After the young mage finished copying the spell, he straightened up in satisfaction and leaned against the back of the car seat.

The elderly mage next to him who was dozing off seemed to be awakened by the creaking sound from the back of the chair, took off the hat covering his face, sat up and yawned.

"Joan, what time is it?"

"Ten past two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Are we almost there?"

"Yes, Master, you see—the end of this road is the gate of Castle Donning."

Professor Moriarty looked up in the direction of Joan's finger, and sure enough, he saw a building spire floating at the end of the horizon.

"Fort Donning, looking from here, it looks like a mushroom bush growing from the depths of the earth."

The professor smiled and commented on the architectural style of the city he was about to arrive in.

"Dunning Castle is located on the edge of the ancient abyss. Looking from the flat ground, it really looks like it is in a big pit."

Looking at the urban buildings that gradually became clearer and taller and grander in the distance, Joan felt inexplicably uneasy. He shook his head to dispel the unreasonable discomfort.

"Fort Donning is said to be a free trade city built by half-drow and ruled to this day. Its architectural style borrows from the dungeons built by the dark elves in the Underdark. It looks quite exotic."

Professor Moriarty sat up and asked his students casually: "You have been copying and writing all this way, what are you busy with?"

"It's actually nothing."

Joan rubbed his hands a little embarrassedly.

"Teacher, the magic you used to create this carriage is very interesting. I tried to extract the spell configuration from the carriage and analyze it. Unfortunately, this is a 4-level spell, and I still can't fully understand it yet."

"It's really too early for you to learn about the spell 'Phantom Carriage', but there is a simpler simplified version of this spell, which is the third-level 'Phantom Horse'. If you are interested, you might as well learn it."

Professor Moriarty touched his storage bag, and a scroll appeared in his hand like magic.

"The Phantom Horse's maximum speed can reach 50 miles per hour. If you only look at the efficiency of the road, it is actually not as fast as a Hawkman. The advantage is that it can be used to pull a cart, which saves effort and is comfortable, and it can be lent to others to ride."

Qiao An took the 3-ring "Phantom Horse" scroll from the instructor, thanked him and began to copy it.

The four black horses that are dragging the open carriage at this moment are the "Phantom Horses" created by Professor Moriarty.

The speed of 50 miles per hour is already very fast for horses, and the "Phantom Horse" has almost no weight, no matter how bad the road conditions are, it will not slow down their running speed.

Thanks to this long-lasting, stable, and never-tiring traction, Joan and his instructor set off from Midgard this morning by car. It took less than five hours to drive for more than two hundred miles. Arrive at Fort Donning, the destination of this trip.

When Joan finished copying the "Phantom Horse" scroll, the carriage had already driven into the "City of Dawn", along the spacious streets, and went straight to the slave auction market in the central block of the city.

The slave market in Castle Donning has the most complete range of slaves in Wilnoa for sale, including humanoids, fey and even various strange creatures native to the Underdark. It deserves to be called the "Museum of Species".

As long as you can afford the price, you can buy any kind of slave here.

If you are looking for some rare species, there is no need to worry even if the market is temporarily out of stock.

As long as the price can be paid, even if the purchase is one-stop, there are still merchants who dare to accept the order and provide the source of goods that satisfy the customer within the specified time limit.