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Volume 4 The Violet Tower 763 The Man and the Girl

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    When Dover was built, in addition to its natural harbor, it also took a fancy to a nearby white stone mine. This fine-textured stone also became the main building material of Dover City.  But as time went by, the supply of white stone became less and less, so the city lord issued an order that only Baicheng District, where mages, scholars and businessmen live, can continue to use this stone.  In places such as the dock area and outer city areas, only cheaper red stone or green bricks fired on-site can be used.  The middle-aged mage led the horse in front, followed closely by Allegri and the big dog. They walked eastward, the terrain became lower and lower, and the buildings became more and more cramped.  On both sides of the road, there are no more beautiful street trees and flower beds, replaced by vendors' stalls and accumulated debris.  Allegri finally understood that it was not that Dover was different, it was just that when he entered the city, he happened to see its decent coat.  Behind the neat and clean white buildings, there are still slums. When he stepped onto the cobblestone alleys and passed by the vulgar coolies and peasants, Allegri felt as if he was in another world.  Wrath.  "Have you seen the copper compass over there? It's the sailors' favorite tavern." Zanava stopped and pointed, "If you want to get some information, this is the perfect place." "Thank you, thank you, sir,  You're such a good person." Allegri doesn't mind a few more compliments, at least, it's in line with his current status.  "Go," the middle-aged mage turned around and took two steps, then turned back and asked, "Do you still have any money?" "No." Allegri shook his head. This was the truth.  When he was imprisoned on the "Tower of Wind", all his belongings were taken away.  Zanava sighed, fumbled in his arms for a long time, took out a few silver coins and handed them to him.  Allegri took it, no more, no less, three in total.  On the front is a portrait of a big shot, and on the back is the magic six-pointed star symbol.  "A piece of bread is two copper coins, and a cup of ale is five copper coins. A night in a hotel is about thirty or forty coins," Zanava patiently warned, "save your money, these should be enough for you for a few days."  "Thank you, sir." When Allegri raised his head again, Zanava had already led the horse away. He quickly raised his voice and asked, "My lord, how should I repay you?" "No need." Zanava  He waved his hand.  Although he was not a wealthy man, he still planned to buy a bottle of evening primrose ink with these silver coins.  Allegri grabbed the silver coins. In his current situation, he had to accept the money, otherwise he would have to live on the street.  Looking at the back of the middle-aged mage, he was moved and shouted from a distance, "My lord, my name is Allegri. I will definitely pay you back." Zanava smiled, nodded slightly, mounted his horse and left.  Such a big city, a huge sea of ??people, when will we meet next time? ? ****** ? The sun was setting, the lights were on, and the night wind was blowing, bringing a strong smell of sea.  Seran¡¯s construction technology seems to be quite high, with the blue brick buildings on both sides of the lane.  It is five or six stories high.  When Allegri looked up, it looked like two cliffs, with only a sliver of blue sky remaining.  The houses are densely packed like a honeycomb.  The ground floor is mostly filled with shops and pubs, bustling with people.  Whether they were farmers outside the city or street wizards inside the city, they all left an excellent impression on Allegri.  Perhaps because there has been no war for thousands of years, most Seran people have a gentle temper.  Be kind to others.  Of course, there are good and bad people everywhere. When he carefully walked into the Brass Compass Tavern, he was scolded and told to drive the big dog out.  "This is my magic pet, it won't bite." Allegri defended.  Hearing this, the white-pointed-faced waiter looked stern and asked suspiciously, "Are you a mage?" "So right." Allegri nodded uncertainly. His current strength was probably  Between apprentice and beginner.  "Really?" the waiter sneered, "You don't even have a ring on your sleeves, how dare you say you are a mage?" Allegri remained silent, and the big dog barked twice. After all, he was once a high-ranking magician.  Master, even if it is placed on Seran Island, it can be converted into seven rings.  "Go away, Lu Ben, you are so arrogant." The burly man sitting next to him knocked on the table.  There were no knives and forks in front of him, but a glass of dark beer and half a basin of bone sticks with the skin and meat on them. He tore them directly with his hands, and the soup dripped, making Allegri swallow involuntarily.  "Forget it." The waiter seemed a little afraid of him, snorted and walked away.  Not long after, his sharp voice came again, and he clashed with someone again.  "Sir, what do you call me?" AhGerry walked into the tavern and nodded gratefully to the big man.  "Sir?" The big man took a bite of meat and said with a smile, "You really sound like a down-and-out mage." "Alegre," Allegri pointed at himself and then sighed, "  Brother, you are right, I am indeed very depressed." "This is much more pleasant," the big man pushed the meat basin and patted the table, "I am Logan, you can sit down wherever you want.  Simba." Allegri sat across from him, the big dog squatting at the table.  He glanced around casually and saw that the bottom floor of the tavern covered hundreds of square meters. Although it was only dusk, there were many customers, and they were pouring in with foul language mixed with the aroma of wine and meat.  "What an obedient big dog." The big man Luo Gen praised, stretched out his oily hand, and wanted to touch its head.  The big dog glanced at Allegri, saw that he did not issue an attack order, and ducked away.  The big man stared, picked out a plump meat bone from the iron basin, and shook it to lure it.  The big dog licked his lips and went to see Allegri again to ask what his master wanted.  "Eat it." Allegri patted his head, and the big dog took the meat bones in one bite, and lay down to feast.  ¡°Brother, how about selling me ten silver coins?¡± The big man stretched out his hand and flipped it back and forth twice, half jokingly.  "It saved my life." Allegri explained that he would never sell Simba, and their lives were still tied together.  "Okay, down-and-out mage, what are you doing in the sailor's tavern?" Logan asked seriously, taking a swig of beer.  What are you doing here?  Allegri couldn't help but be stunned. He himself couldn't answer this question.  On the surface, it was because Zanava brought him here, but if it weren't for the kind-hearted middle-aged mage.  He will be even more confused. In this strange city, he has nowhere to go.  Looking at his dull look, Logan shrugged.  He drank the dark beer in one gulp, stood up and said, "Brother, I'll give this half of the meat to you But next time we meet, you have to buy me a drink." ****** wolfed it down.  Allegri on the table, and the big dog Simba under the table, ate up the half bowl of meat, not even the soup was left.  After burping, Allegri leaned back in the chair and stroked his bulging belly.  He was not a sailor in distress, so he did not need to inquire about the whereabouts of his ship. As for the news about Uncle Brook, he wanted to know it, but he was probably thousands of miles away.  Can't get the answer I want.  And a more important question was also placed in front of him.  That is, if the three silver coins in his hand are spent, how will he survive?  He has no relatives or friends. All he has is a person, a dog, an oak stick, and a pair of tattered clothes. ? Magic?  In a place like Seran, if you are not even a first-level mage, how can you find a job.  Don¡¯t forget Zanava who patrols the streets.  They are all four-ring mage.  As for other jobs, he didn't know much about them. He didn't know how to lay bricks or blacksmith.  He doesn't know how to cook, let alone furling the sails and mooring lines.  ¡°If I had known it earlier, I would have learned a few more skills,¡± Allegri sighed.  Without his magic power, his means of making money, whether it was drawing spell scrolls.  Still making alchemy potion, none of them can be used, maybe this is the only strength left.  He shook his wrist and could feel a surge of power.  The "Bright Godhead" still has some effect, at least his body is no less than that of a mid-level warrior.  If he can eat enough every day, his body will strengthen. At that time, he can find a way to restore the magic power in his body.  "Mr. Master, do you want anything else?" Seeing the big man leave, the waiter Lu Ben came back again and asked angrily.  "One glass of dark beer." Allegri slapped a silver coin on the table, but he soon regretted it.  The price of dark beer is twice that of ale, so why should I be so generous?  ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that this beggar-like guy could actually take out money. Lu Ben was stunned for a while.  He originally thought that this was just a freeloader.  "By the way, how much does your guest room cost per night?" Allegri asked again.  "The guest rooms are divided into three classes. The upper class costs two silver coins per night, the middle class costs one silver coin, and the lower class costs forty copper coins." Lu Ben finished his answer and asked with a smile, "As a mage, I should be staying in  "Waiting for a room?" "No, wait, I'll stay for two days." Allegri regained his composure. He had already fallen to this point, so why bother with such a villain.  "There are ninety copper coins in total," the waiter picked up the silver coin and said with a smile, "The ten coins in change are my tips?"?? nodded, too lazy to argue with him anymore.  The big dog rubbed his leg, Allegri stood up, followed Luben around the old wooden bar and walked towards the backyard. ? ****** ? The lower-class guest rooms are indeed worthy of the name of ¡°low-class¡±.  On one side of the blue brick and stone building, there is an outbuilding built of wood.  Climbing up the wooden ladder in the yard, the floor shook tremblingly, and Allegri was really afraid that he would miss the mark and fall to the lower level.  His room is on the fourth floor. If he falls, he will definitely break his bones and tendons. But there is also an advantage here. It is relatively dry. If you open the window, you can see for miles through the messy roof.  A piece of sea outside.  The big dog was lying in the corner of the room, eyes narrowed.  Allegri lay heavily on the bed. There was an unpleasant musty smell from the quilt, which had obviously not been washed for a long time.  But anyway, this is a bed.  He spread out his hands and feet, kicked off his clogs, forgot to bolt the door, and fell into a deep sleep.  After walking all day, both humans and dogs were tired and tired.  When you fall asleep, dusk begins to rise, and when you wake up, there are already stars.  In this darkness, Allegri opened his eyes blankly, and suddenly felt an uncontrollable loneliness.  If a person is awake, his mental power is bound by his soul.  Only when I am about to fall asleep, wake up in a daze, or when I am very drunk, can I feel as loose as the reed flowers in October, especially sensitive and sad.  Until I gradually remembered who I was and where I was, my sleeping soul returned to the world.  Allegri sat up, feeling sore all over his body. He subconsciously snapped his fingers, trying to release a ball of fire.  But there was no response, the darkness still surrounded him, not even a faint spark was aroused.  Allegri was suddenly discouraged, helpless and powerless.  Nothing is gone, nothing is gone.  The big dog barked, and two blue spots of light lit up in the corner of the house.  Allegri sat by the bed, stroking the big dog that came close to him, and muttered, "Why do you have cat eyes in this dog?" The big dog barked again, probably very dissatisfied.  After touching its warm fur, Allegri put on his shoes in the dark and looked for oil lamps or candles in the room, but found nothing.  "You stay here, I'll go out and take a look." He ordered and pushed open the door. The wooden door that happened to be opposite also opened with a creak, and dim light shone in.  "Huh?" It was a woman's voice.  At first sight of the light, Allegri was forced to squint his eyes and saw a woman in her twenties, slightly fat, wearing a colorful dress and gaudy makeup.  "New here?" the woman spoke, her voice was crisp but not unpleasant.  "Ah," Allegri responded vaguely and asked, "Miss, where can I get the candle from?" "Get it?" The woman curled her lips, "Sure enough, he is new here, this damn place,  If there is nothing in the room, I have to buy it myself." "That's it," Allegri nodded, "Thanks for your advice." "I'm going out anyway. I'll give this half to you." The woman took it from the candlestick.  After taking down the candle, the corridor was narrow and only allowed two people to walk side by side. She reached forward and handed it over.  By the candlelight, Allegri found that she was not ugly, especially her apricot eyes, but she had too much powder on her face and the blush on her cheeks was too bright.  "Hey, take it." Seeing that he didn't reach out to take it, the woman shouted impatiently.  "Thank you, thank you so much." Allegri bowed and almost hit the door opposite. He said "thank you" more in the past two days than in the past year.  The woman waved her hand, locked the door, and walked out, and her figure quickly disappeared.  Allegri placed the candle on the only bedside table. The candlelight was dim and rippling slightly.  He was dazed for a while, then blew out the candle and lay back on the bed.  ¡­(To be continued.)
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