The Wizard World: 218 Sagittarius 1

But the main thing now is to go to a trade fair first and buy someone to come back. It ’s not enough just to hire. The ones that can be auctioned here should basically be people of a certain resistance.

In Nola, the woodland outside is free of money. As long as it does not cause large-scale conflicts, no one cares how much space and area you occupy.

The least valuable thing in the world is land.

Angele can fully expand his territory.

The establishment of a botanical garden and the establishment of resource points are all plans he had long wanted. You can also cultivate some plants or species you need. However, the specific operation is still a bit inconvenient in Nola. The botanical garden is fine, but his resource points can't be established in places where the wizard is too dense. However, Nora is either a public area or a site of three major organizations and a large number of small organizations. It is basically difficult to find the remaining completely empty places. The matter of resource points can only be said later.

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After seven days.

At noon, a bright halo surrounds the dazzling sun.

In front of the white-painted red-roofed villa near the small lake, a gray-white carriage quietly parked outside the fence, driving a small fire elf. He was covered with short gray hair, wrinkled face, and a black whip in his hand.

The carriage's side door is open, and you can see an old man in a green robe sitting inside.

In some dazzling golden sunlight and dark compartments, there are exactly two worlds. It sets off the shadow in the compartment.

The old man looked at the villa with his face on the side. It seemed to have been waiting for a while, and he didn't look impatient at all.

click.

The door of the villa is closed. A brown-haired man in a white corset robe walked out of the garden calmly.

The white robe he wears is the most popular style at the moment. A white belt was tied around the waist, a bit like a woman's skirt, and black trousers were worn under the robe.

"Green, get in the car." The old man in the green robe said with a smile. "You haven't been here long. The slave auction here is a must for Nora. We estimate that it will take two days to get from here to the location." Time. "

Angel smiled, and folded his hands in the two pockets of the robe, feeling a bit like a windbreaker on the earth.

"Walk from the ground?" He glanced at the carriage in front of him. There was a hint of energy fluctuations on the carriage.

"Of course. The sky can't go." Siwa smiled mysteriously. "That place is not easy to find. This is a carriage dedicated to auctions. Those who go once are eligible for free. One. "

"Oh?"

Angle was slightly surprised, "One for everyone?"

"Of course."

"It's a big deal." Angele stooped into the compartment.

Nancy stood outside, looking at him with expectation, and seemed to want to go.

Angel glanced inside the compartment, seemingly quite large. "Do you mind if I bring another person?"

Siwa glanced at Nancy with a smile.

"Of course. Still young people are energetic." He meant.

Angele didn't care, but Nancy blushed suddenly.

Angele stretched out his hand. Grasp Nancy's hand and pull gently.

"Ah!" Nancy was suddenly pulled into Angel's arms. The whole person was directly embraced by one of his hands.

"Okay? Then we should go." Siva shook her head and said, shaking her head.

"I'm still attending the slave trade for the first time, is there any rules?" Anglieu hugged Nancy with a hand around her, looking at the small lake outside the window and starting to move backwards.

The fire elf in the carriage also snapped his whip and made a scream. Two horses and four hoofs stepped lightly on the grass, making a slightly dull sound.

"Rules? You have to pay a security deposit, probably a good-quality magic stone. After the trade fair, you can return it with your voucher. The rest are not rules." Siwa pulled out a yellow parchment from the cushion. Pass it to Angelo.

Angel took it, and glanced casually. What is remembered above is all the information of the auction. He glanced around a little and gave it to Nancy at will.

"About Siwa, the college you talked about last time, when will you take me to see your college?"

"This one can be done at any time." Siva nodded. "My college name is Cross. Although there are not many people ..."

Angele interrupted him and laughed: "What's small, plus you have less than twenty in total."

"You know it well." Siva grinned twice. "But the people in our college are all elite."

Angele is speechless, and turns away from the topic, talking to Siva about the optimization of the spell model.

Nancy leaned in Angele's arms, looked at the auction list for a while, and the whole person leaned on Angli without knowing it.

The carriage window.

The bright sunlight gradually became darker. The bird calls outside gradually disappeared.

I don't know how long I have been chatting. Angele suddenly looked up and found that the window was actually dark, and the only light source was actually the forward-looking crystal on the inner wall of the compartment.

White lighting crystals are inlaid with the size of a small piece, the number is not large, and the light seems a bit dim.

"What are we?" Angele looked out of the window. I saw that the window quickly receded, and it was actually a black, wet stone wall.

The stone wall is uneven, and you can even see the low light reflected from the carriage on the stone wall.

"If you want to go to the auction, you must enter from some underground passages that extend in all directions." Silva said hurriedly, "The main location of the slave auction will move every time, but the carriage will take us automatically. Where to go. You don't have to worry. "

"Really?" Angele looked at the stone wall outside. The wet stone wall was gradually getting farther and farther. The passage seems to be spacious.

He banged in the car. It was dark outside. The carriage's light shone out and fell to the ground, appearing extremely bright.

"It's really mysterious," said Angele frowning. "But in this case, how will the auction guarantee the safety of the buyer?"

"The auction is very safe. The slave auction is the result of compromise and negotiation between all forces, and everyone will have to deal with prisoners of war, so no one will sit idle and ignore it," Siwa explained.

The two chatted casually.

With time, the carriage traveled in the dark underground cave. I don't know how long.

Angele and Sivanansi ate several meals in the car. At last, a hint of light gradually appeared in front of the dark cave.

Some lighting crystals are gradually hanging on both sides of the stone wall, although the light is dim. But much better than before.

Gradually, a distance. A tall line of skystone seams finally appeared in front.

Woo ~~

The fire elf stopped slowly in his car. The carriage stopped in an open space near the edge of the stone.

Angele pulled Nancy off the carriage. Suddenly a stream of damp and cold air rushed towards me, with a bit of musty smell in it.

He frowned, and looked left and right, with unusually wide black stone walls. Looking up, you can only see a vague black. On the surrounding stone walls, the brightness of the lighting crystal is getting brighter.

"Let's go." Siva also got out of the carriage.

Angele nodded, and followed him into the crevices of Yitiantian. Nancy and the fire elf followed behind.

The four walked in the gap for a few minutes. They went straight out. Came to an open space like a hall.

A huge brass-colored stone door is quietly inlaid on the stone wall facing the front, in a circular arch shape.

Shimen occupies most of the stone wall which is more than ten meters high. A small door opened separately below, at this time there were some people in different clothes leading one after another. Two extremely strong guards were guarded by the door, both wearing black heavy armor, holding spears, dark skin, and a white trace on his forehead.

As soon as Siva, Angele and others stepped out of the crack, they heard a sharp voice on the right.

"Yo ~ isn't this dear Lord Shiva?"

Angele followed his voice and saw a man with a mocking look on his face wearing a tight red robe. Looking at myself waiting for someone.

The man said that he was a man, but his body was unusually enchanting. Except for the lack of a chest, the waist-hip curve of the whole person was more than that of a woman. His face was delicate and charming, his eyes were a little dull red, narrow and sharp. A red shawl with long hair scattered casually over the shoulder.

He clasped his hands in his robe, and slowly led four people towards this side.

"Siva, a hundred-year-old friend, don't you say hello to me? It's really rude."

Sivar snorted: "Nikolai. Your old undead died in the crimson plateau. It's your luck. Why didn't those black wizards wandering all day kill you?"

"You haven't died, how could I have died first?" Nicholas glanced down at Angle. "Well, I'll go ahead. It's unlucky to meet you today at the same entrance." He turned around and walked towards the door.

"It's unlucky to meet you, and I feel the same way." Siva stared at Nicholas fiercely like a child.

He turned his head, facing Angele, with a sorry expression on his face.

"Sorry. This person is an old friend of mine at the college. I have to fight against everything. It's been a century-old relationship."

"It's okay." Angell smiled. "Let's go first."

At the entrance, there are scattered wizards leading in. Some are still parked. Some go together while chatting. It seems that the number is barely reluctant.

Four Angle walked along, paid a magic stone, received a small wooden sign, and walked in through the door.

Crossed a little dark corridor, only a dozen steps away, turned a corner, and suddenly a bright yellow light came from the front. It was shining through an open door.

Walking into the door, there was a loud noise.

A venue like a grand theater is in sight. The domed golden ceiling is bright yellow. There are also circular arc dividing lines.

The floor is covered with red white circle pattern carpet. Rows of mahogany high-back chairs are neatly arranged in a fan shape. There were a few wizards sitting sparsely above, and some were walking inside, choosing seats.

Most of these wizards are white robes, and the rest are red, blue and green. But there is no black robe. (To be continued)

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