Twenty Sided Dice

It turns out that the short legs of the dwarves are not suitable for tracking the enemy, and the mage has long since escaped.

In addition to the cell, Siegel and Leah's van was also attacked, and their belongings were all rummaged through. At the same time, the warehouse of the dwarves was also broken open, and many precious materials that had not been transported away were stolen. The potato bags were furious, thinking it was a shameless challenge to the kingdom of dwarves! This event greatly accelerated the dwarves' "trial of the case", and Siegel was officially released two days later.

He retrieved his armor and weapons and rearranged the van. Two mules were scared to death in the battle, only one mule and two horses survived. The two of them have to re-prepare dry food and drinking water to prepare the feed needed for the next trip. At this time, the Gerald dwarves found them and said apologetically, "It turns out that you were innocently implicated. I'm very sorry for wasting your time."

The dwarf took off the bag on his back, and after opening it, he found a large bag of clothes inside. He said: "I understand that you are going to the top of Mora, and you will pass through icy mountain roads on the way. Here are some clothes to keep out the cold, including robes, gloves, shoes, etc., all of which are excellent products. Please accept them as A symbol of reconciliation."

Leah thought for a while and realized that these were actually goods purchased by Gerald at his own expense, so the Furnace Hall would not have such a kind manner of doing things. She knew that there was no need to conflict with the dwarves at this time, so she pretended not to understand anything and accepted these things happily.

"Dwarf, your name is Gerald - Bombbag, isn't it?" Leah confirmed it again, and then she said: "I have come into contact with many dwarves, and you are the most flexible one. Hope to meet again in the future, chance to get to know you."

The dwarf smiled and finally showed his mouth from under his beard. He made a happy gesture, then shook hands with Leah and Siegel respectively, and then rode on the berserker and left.

The two need to continue to the west, just in the opposite direction of the dwarf. They reverted to the state of training and rushing again. Leah suddenly noticed that Siegel was absent-minded while practicing archery, so she called him over.

"What's the matter with you? Is there anything on your mind?" The elf asked with concern: "Is the matter in the cage still affecting you?"

"No." Siegel was a little gloomy. He paused for a while before summoning the courage to say to the elf, "Master Leah, can I learn magic?"

"I don't know, Siegel," Leah said. "You may have a talent for learning magic, just like you practice martial arts. In my opinion, magic is a very strange and powerful force, and few people have mastered it. Magic people can be called legendary powerhouses. But magic, like other powers, such as natural power, divine power and martial arts, is a kind of power in this world. If you want to learn magic, of course, Sir Bill and I will support Yours. But now there is no such condition."

"Then how can I become a mage?"

Leah thought about it carefully, and then said, "I think your problem is how to become a strong man."

Siegel smiled and nodded.

"Let's talk about becoming a mage first, otherwise you will always think about it. There are three ways. One is to join the mage tower, start as an apprentice, and gradually accumulate knowledge. This method costs the least, but only accepts children, your age is too old Big. The second is to find a teacher who is willing to teach you, and you can also receive systematic education. But this is only suitable for powerful nobles or mage families, and ordinary people cannot afford teachers. The third way is to spend more money, Learn by yourself by listening to the teacher's lectures."

"A lot of money? About how much?" Siegel was very surprised when he heard such a thing for the first time.

"Learning and researching magic is probably the most expensive thing in the world. I heard that the Free Mage Association in Waterdeep City costs 100 gold coins to attend classes every day. Generally, it takes half a year to listen to the courses and spend two years. Only by learning can it be possible to become a full-fledged mage—and only a low-level mage."

"Oh my God! It's so expensive!" Siegel was almost stunned by this number: "Then I don't have a way to learn magic?"

"Not really." Leah smiled. She lowered her voice and whispered to Siegel: "We went to Mora's Top this time to make a fortune. The dwarves of Erint discovered a dragon's lair in the past. , occupied by someone who slaughtered a dragon. And that fellow may have died while out - the treasure there is waiting for a new owner anyway."

"No wonder you're in a hurry to get to Mora's Peak." Siegel said, "What about Sir Bill? Can he get there after he's done with his business?"

"Leave him alone, and talk about you first." The elf said: "This is what I think. You don't have a way to learn magic right now, and you don't know if you are suitable to become a mage, let alone develop. Where to go. But you do have a talent for martial arts—don't waste that talent."

Siegel nodded and clenched his fists to cheer himself up: "Master, you are right, I think too much affects the training. I will work hard to become a knight first, at least after I have the wealth that can support my magic study, then I will to try."

After this episode, they all went very well and reached the foot of Mora's Peak. The city here is called "Mountain Town" and is home to about 3,000 people, mostly humans and halflings. They mainly operate various wineries here, there are hundreds of them, so the whole town is filled with the smell of lees all year round. Most of the food harvested on the Great Plains is transported here and becomes the favorite drink of the dwarves. The dwarves will reward them with gold and gems from the mountains and their fine iron cavalry. There is an endless stream of caravans, which set off here with a full load of goods. Many things will go all the way east and north, leaving the New World from Waterdeep.

In addition to wine and minerals, there is also a very famous commodity here: distiller's grains meat. The vast amount of waste from the breweries has given rise to a thriving pig industry, and the dwarves can consume this product nearby. The town where the pigs were raised and the wine workshop were five miles apart, in order to prevent the smell of the pigsty from affecting the business of the tavern. Unfortunately, the cloak avenue from the hub just happened to pass through the 'pig village', which could well exercise Siegel's breath-holding ability.

There are two gates in Shanxia Town, one facing the Great Plain and the other leading to the mountain. The town is nominally run by the residents here, but the dwarves are known to be the truly influential managers. They guarded the gates to the top of Mora at all times, scrutinizing every passing traveler and inspecting their carriages. This work began when the dwarves came here and continues to this day.

There are caravans lined up in front of the gate, and there are hundreds of carriages forming a magnificent long river. Right now is the procurement period before the big celebration, and all the merchants who heard the news gathered here, which immediately caused unprecedented congestion. For the sake of money, the merchants still obeyed the order, while the guards had been waiting impatiently, and gathered in groups beside the truck. In order to pass the time better, they started two businesses: gambling and wrestling.

When Siegel came here in a carriage, they already understood that it was impossible to take a wagon up the mountain in a short time. The two basically spent all their money on the road, leaving only a dozen or so gold coins. It now appears that the dwarf's promise to "entertain everyone well" has become even more important to both of their lives.

"Siegel, store the truck first, let's walk up the mountain." Leah thought about it and made up her mind.

Siegel asked several hotels in a row, and they were all full, and there was no room in the stables. A large number of foreign merchants have pushed the town's capacity to the limit, and it has become impossible to find a suitable place.

"Unless you're willing to pay big money, you'll have to try your luck at the residents' homes," the innkeeper told them. "But even then, the swineherds can't take care of your horses, especially foals. People who know how to keep horses. They have all found jobs in hotels, and they are very busy now. You should think about it."

"Since there is no way to take care of the horses, we can only take them up the mountain." The elf thought for a while, and then asked, "Now that there are so many caravans transporting goods, the trucks should be able to sell for a good price, right?"

Sure enough~www.novelmt.com~ Now trucks are as popular as hotel rooms. Usually two-wheeled trucks can only sell for more than ten gold coins, but now they can sell for twenty gold coins, or they can be sold immediately. The two sold the remaining mules and cleaned up some of the debris that could not be carried on their backs. In this way, the two masters and apprentices made a total of forty gold coins.

That's not enough for a day's mage class in Waterdeep.

Things like tents, dry food, and fodder were put on horseback, and the rest of the large and small bags were handed over to Siegel. Fortunately, after training, Siegel is now as strong as a calf. Elf Leia is still lightly loaded, and she has to maintain a state where she can fight at any time.

Passengers without cargo don't have to wait in line, they just need to squeeze through the occupied aisles. The human clerk who was in charge of the registration at the gate shouted: "A elf and his servants, two horses. Please pay forty bucks!"

"What do you mean by forty gold coins?" Leah raised her eyebrows: "The top of Mora has never received a city gate tax."

"No, it's not like this, let me explain." The secretary said quickly: "There are forty-five trucks waiting in line now, and these forty-five gold coins are for them. This way those caravans have income, Just stay honest."

"Shouldn't the dwarves pay for this money? This is their place. If there is chaos, it will only be their loss."

"The dwarves are very careful about their gold coins, I'm afraid this road won't work." The secretary gave a very helpless expression: "Or you can take a number here and register it, and then slowly move forward with the caravan. . The fewer vans in front of you, the less you pay."