From MC's Perspective:
After resting for half an hour, I left the place and started moving towards the city. The terrain was still uneven, but I was working my way through it. If I wanted, I could use my flight ability, but I chose not to stand out in a new place.
About 20 minutes later, I got closer to the city. Then I saw movent among the people. They were wearing the sa uniform. From their attire, I guessed they were city guards.
I paused my footsteps and swept my gaze across the surroundings. I wanted to see if there were people like . Then I finally saw a group of people dressed in different attire.
They appeared to be visitors from different places, trying to enter the city. Seeing that, I realized there might be an entrance to the city there.
So I moved from my spot and started walking towards them.
As I got closer, I slowed my speed. I casually walked out of the bushes and started approaching the queue.
There was a huge gate over 50 feet high that was open. The visitors entered the city after their inspection was completed. Seeing that the procedure was the sa as anywhere else, I relaxed.
At the sa ti, I sensed a few gazes on . Noticing that I was wearing wanderer clothes and a mask, they quickly averted their glances. I wasn't the only one with a mask here.
There were other wanderers as well. No one suspected .
Ti passed,
The queue diminished. So far, no trouble has arisen. When it was my turn, the guard asked a couple of questions. I answered them one by one.
After confirming that I was a young wanderer, he didn't ask for an ID card. But he warned not to do anything dangerous.
I nodded at him before entering the city. The next second, a different street view greeted . There were shops on both sides of the street.
Seeing this, I started walking forward, my eyes wandering around the shops. I needed information first. Finally, I found a small, decent store. I imdiately walked towards it.
When I arrived, I saw an old man in shabby clothes sitting behind the desk. But when I probed his details with the system, my heart raced.
"This shabby old man is a level-8 wizard," I thought to myself.
It's good that I have the system with . You should never judge a person based on their appearance and clothing, but also their location.
After calming down, I entered inside.
The next second, the shabby old man opened his eyes.
He looked at the man in front of him with surprise because he couldn't see through him. The old man sat up straight.
He asked, "Guest, what do you want?"
Hearing that, I smiled and replied, "I would like to know about the city and the various services available here."
The old man was not surprised. He thought that a wanderer was looking for transport services, but he found the wanderer's voice to be young.
It piqued his curiosity, so he decided to lend free help.
"Guest, I'm in a good mood, so I will give you the information for free. You can take a seat and listen to ," the old man said.
I was surprised, but I nodded at him. Then I sat in the chair before him.
The old man then started to talk about the city and the important places here.
About an hour later, my mind was filled with excessive information, as if I had attended so history class. But the city's background shocked .
It's really a city operating under one of the most powerful wizard clans in the country.
"Thank you, old man," I said after he finished, deciding to leave.
I stood up and exited the shop.
The old man's mouth curved into an arc. Earlier, while explaining, he had tried to see through the young man, but he failed.
"Either he is a person with a strong background or a wanderer with a powerful magic artifact," the old man thought to himself.
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He suspected it was the first but not the second. No wanderer with a magic artifact would dare to enter Brendan City unless they didn't want to leave alive.
He thought it was likely the first option—a young master of a wizard family disguised to explore the city. He had seen this happen multiple tis before.
If the young master rembered his help in the future, it would be good for him.
On the other hand, I was exploring the streets after leaving the shop, still digesting the information. This city is called Brendan City, nad after a powerful wizard.
The Brendan Wizard Clan seems to be much more powerful than the Perry Family. I would even suspect they are not less powerful than the True Elents Society.
They are on the sa level as the Anderson Family. Thinking about the various forces in the Ancient Redwood Country, I sighed inwardly.
I had wanted to explore the Ancient Redwood Country, but the situation with the True Elents Society had forced to leave early.
After pushing down these thoughts, I found a small restaurant. It was just in the outer circle area, but there seed to be a larger number of shops and people.
Most of the people were likely visitors. No wonder there was no strict screening. Because of their ease of control, the economic activity seed to be buzzing.
Then I walked into the restaurant. I found an empty chair in the corner. I sat down and ordered coffee.
At the sa ti, I perked up my ears to listen to people's conversations. I was already aware that Brendan City was big. It's not just the outer circle; there is also the inner circle and core area.
If it were any ordinary ti, I would love to explore the place. But unfortunately, I wanted to leave the country as well.
Fortunately, the old man had given free information. According to him, there are transport services that can be availed by wanderers and other outsiders.
But I still wanted to collect more information before making any decisions.
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