It must still be related to this place, or rather, sothing happened at that ti that left them no opportunity to leave any information.
Wen Yan believed that the body of that brave person, even after death, is still left on the mountain summits, and there must be a reason for that.
He has no soul and would fall into places with Domain traits, sotis causing trouble, but at other tis becoming an advantage.
Falling into the Netherworld is a big trouble, barely able to return.
But this ti, he believes entering here physically is a trendous advantage.
Following the pre-planned path, and after cross-referencing with the map given by the village chief, he smoothly went through the wilderness and arrived outside the main city.
So features in this ga are not explicitly stated, but old players should understand them.
If you want to travel fast, following the paths on the maps given by NPCs is actually the quickest.
It may not seem like a straight line, but on this path, there won't be any wild creatures or bosses.
Except for rare instances, special missions, or festival events, where so special creatures appear on these safe paths.
But those are mission monsters.
Wen Yan followed the map given by the village chief, and indeed everything went smoothly without encountering any wild creatures.
At the main city gate, rchants were shouting their wares; these were the ones who originally sold blood vials and mana vials, also selling arrows and other consumables.
Wen Yan went over to take a look; so adventurers were buying Healing Potions there.
Wen Yan only had a little silver coin that the village chief forcibly stuffed into his pocket, so he casually bought one red and one blue, two Small Blood Vials to study later.
He entered the main city without any hassle from the guards; the letter of introduction from the village chief worked very well.
The letter said he was a Holy Light Mage, an old acquaintance of the previous village chief.
Just those vague words allowed Wen Yan to move freely within the main city.
Crossing the drawbridge over the Moat, Wen Yan looked north; the further north he went, the higher the city rose.
At the northernmost part of the city was the Cathedral of Holy Light, and beyond that, the continuous mountain range, with a snow-capped mountain standing in the background.
When the sunlight fell, the reflected light from the snow-capped mountain had a faint holy golden hue.
And when entering from the southern main city gate, this scene could be perfectly seen.
No wonder, from the city gate all the way, there was a wide and large avenue, with people coming to worship along the roadside.
The nas they chanted were different from what Wen Yan rembered, but their actions and behavior were no different.
Wen Yan saw various people in the city, saw adventurers still bearing bloodstains, and so gathering at the guild gate seeking work.
Wen Yan ignored them and headed toward the northwest corner of the main city.
According to mory, the private server administrator he was looking for should be here.
He didn't plan to go through so many tricks, just to directly find the main person.
In the northwest corner, there was a very ordinary sloped two-story building, outside a small garden growing various Magic Potions.
A puppet stood at the door, acting as an NPC, answering questions for occasional visitors.
Wen Yan was not in a hurry, he waited until everyone left, then approached and directly said he wanted to see the mage.
The puppet's head turned, exposing a question in its chest.
"1 cup of Court Jade Liquor 2 Small Hamr - 3 Big Hamr = ?"
Wen Yan looked at the question and thought, indeed, I found the right person.
"Twenty."
The puppet's head turned again, revealing a smiling face.
"Please co inside."
The door opened, and upon entering the room, the space inside was noticeably larger than it appeared outside.
The flas in the fireplace roared.
The windows on all sides reflected the outside scenes, but each window depicted a different scenery.
One was the street view outside, another was a snowy heaven, one was filled with flas, and another was lush with green grass or swirling with yellow sand.
In a large chair sat a person, holding a book, sitting by the fireplace.
Upon hearing the sound from behind, the chair slowly turned around.
Wen Yan was startled; he didn't see the administrator, but the brave one who had already sacrificed himself.
"Wen Yan, I recognize you."
The other person put down the book, showing so surprise at seeing Wen Yan.
Logically, his previous authority wasn't enough to know so things about Wen Yan.
He could only know Wen Yan through gossip from others.
But this ti, before entering here, he had gained so authority.
One of these was to first check the brief information of those who might co here later.
At least so that when eting them later, they wouldn't have to endure a lengthy identity verification and trust-building process.
"How... is it you?"
"We did so things, and as one of the costs, after my death, I replaced the administrator, transford into a Great Mage NPC, and have been here for thirty years now.
Outside... has only a few days passed?"
"Yes." Wen Yan looked at the other's eyes, showing a hint of daze, and felt a pang of sympathy, as he had been trapped here for thirty years.
Outside, his body was already dead.
Even later if there's a chance to bring him back outside, he wouldn't be able to live again.
"There might be so discrepancies with the information you have, you can take a look at these books, idly compiled records I've made here." The brave one, wearing a Mage Robe, handed the book in his hand to Wen Yan.
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