Chapter 916: Set foot on the new continent and follow Lin En’s footsteps!
With the guidance of Mr. Guide, Gretel was ready to set off and immediately pressed the fast forward button. Valensimo probably had never had such a wealthy boss in his life, so he came to his senses and immediately opened a ticket.
List:
"These shoes are not good! They are not breathable, not wear-resistant, and not waterproof. The native deerskin boots are much easier to use, especially when walking in the wilderness. Leather boots are probably not available anymore. I will buy some deerskins first.
Come and do..."
Beside Gretel, an oak staff rolled up an [Endless Ink Pen] and jotted down: One hundred deer skins. The corners of Valensimo's eyes immediately twitched:
Do you think I am a shoemaker?
One hundred deer skins, when will I get them?
No, this boss is just a rich man, and he wants to be fully prepared for everything. He stared at Gretel warily:
"I only make two pairs as spares. If I want to prepare more, I can buy them when I get to the New World! Or I can spend money to let the natives make them!"
"Don't worry, I will take action when the need arises." Grete laughed:
"I am also a magician! Simple manufacturing tasks are not difficult for me!"
Valensimo snorted and continued to read the list. Mages are amazing! If you want something, you can just rub it, unlike them who have to do it with their own hands!
Well, the mage is really amazing...
"By the way, we also need to reserve herbs. Although your healing skills are very strong, sometimes herbs are more useful. Buy a batch here first, and there is also a batch of New World specialties. You have to buy them over there."
"Prepare an extra batch of water bladders and buckets! There is a large desert inside the New World. Once there, even the water-making technique won't be able to create much water!"
"Please prepare a few extra tents and sleeping bags to replace them. Some places are always too narrow and it is inconvenient to open a mage cabin!"
"If it's convenient, you can buy a few more flying carpets or other flying props. It will be more convenient when climbing mountains."
"By the way, buy another batch of materials for building traps. The detailed list is here..."
Next to Gretel, the roots of the oak staff stopped for an instant. The nine leaves on the wooden staff swayed, and they raised their heads together with Gretel:
"Can you do it?"
"certainly!"
Money makes things easier. Gretel stopped performing outpatient surgery for a day, and the apprentices in the hospital, the Mage Tower, and the barbarian security guards were running around. The sun hadn't set the next afternoon, and he bought all the things the guide asked for.
everything.
Aurora even took the mage badge and accompanied Mr. Guide to the Alchemy Guild, and equipped him with a spare set of leather armor, double swords, daggers, bows and arrows, and a shield. By the way, he was equipped with a 1,000-pound space bag.
"These alone are enough to hire me for a trip."
Valensimo sighed many times, one long and one short. Then, he jumped up with great energy:
"After you get the money, you have to work! Let's go find a boat! Find the safest and most stable speed boat! Make sure Mr. Master is safe and sound, arrive as soon as possible, and be able to read on the way, without wasting any time!"
Valensimo was indeed very experienced. He didn’t look for anyone. He just came to the tavern near the pier, ordered a few glasses of wine, and talked a few words with the proprietress. Aurora watched helplessly as several tavern waiters
Ran away...
It didn't take long for people to arrive one after another. Valensimo received seven or eight people, looked at three boats, and immediately made a decision:
[Moonstone], a new ship two years ago, has made four trips to the New World. The one-way trip only takes one and a half months, which is half a month faster than other ships that come here to pick up passengers.
The cabin is spacious and not luxuriously decorated, but it is clean enough. The floor height is high enough so that a barbarian can stand up straight inside without touching his head. He has experience in receiving magicians and has a dedicated errand boy who understands the rules.
, not annoying.
The warehouse can carry large animals, and when the sail is stowed, the Silver Moon Deer can run a few steps on it.
The most important thing is that you can set off in three days!
Grete was very satisfied. He didn’t have to do all this himself. It was great to have someone take care of it. As for money, what was money?
In addition to not being able to build Cerela's bed of gold coins, would I, Gretel, the inventor of dynamite, the inventor of penicillin, and the corresponding author of the invention of cowpox and streptomycin, Nordmark, be short of money?
It took him a day to receive the two constant spells [Blark Words] and [Psychic Connection];
After another day, Cerela and I accepted the gifts from the archmages and checked various equipment;
On the last day, I listened to the teacher’s teachings, brought back a bunch of magic books, scrolls and notes, and left a lot of notes for Carlos and Anivea;
Set off!
The voyage was not so smooth, and it was not like Aurora once shouted, "I will faint to death if I get seasick halfway." Sometimes, under the clear sky, the Moonstone opened its white sails and flew as lightly as a bird.
gliding on the sea;
Sometimes, when the weather suddenly changed and there was a violent storm, the crew risked their lives and rushed out to furl the sails and tie up the sail ropes (Gretel secretly threw out the activation rope and saved a few unlucky guys who fell into the sea);
Sometimes, the waves stood up, and the whole ship was thrown up to the crest of the wave, and then pushed down to the trough. Grete sat in the cabin, watching Mr. Trocca spread his short legs and run as fast as he could on the floor, still in a hurry.
Little by little he slid towards the door, then crashed into his arms...
In short, after a month and a half of twists and turns, the group finally arrived in the New World. Within this month and a half, Grete prepared three sets of leather robes and boots for herself, Cerela and Bernard each;
I have learned four five-ring magic, and although I have not yet studied it myself, I am already able to cast it skillfully;
With a wonderful rejuvenation, he treated the illnesses and injuries of more than a dozen crew members and passengers;
He even learned two traps from Valensimo. Unfortunately, his craftsmanship was so rough that the guide commented that "anyone with eyes will definitely not step into it"...
And, continue to ask Mr. Trocca where they happened. The worst thing is that Mr. Trocca's ability to recognize maps is really hard to describe. Facing the map Grete spread out, he basically doesn't know where to look.
rise……
[Moonstone] folded its sails and, under the leadership of the pilot boat, slowly moved towards the shore. Gretel flew high to the top of the mast, overlooking the sparkling port and the numerous sails, and took a deep breath.
Take a breath:
Whether Brother Lin En can return smoothly depends on this wave!
He flew down from the top of the mast to the trestle. As soon as he set foot on the land of the New World, Mr. Trocca raised his head and let out a long "meow":
The kitten, which had been sleeping for more than a month and only woke up occasionally to eat, became energetic for the first time. It spread out its four paws, rushed into the grass, and rolled several times:
"I'm much better! Gretel, let's go quickly!"
It seems that after arriving in the New World, Mr. Trocca got closer to the part of his "existence" that was torn off and recovered a little. Gretel secretly speculated and turned to ask the guide:
"How do we go?"
Valensimo was already carrying a backpack and carrying two swords at his waist, and walked quickly to wait for him. Hearing this, he answered without hesitation:
"Of course I will follow the caravan. If there is an indigenous caravan, that would be the best. I will go get some news. You can disperse first and walk around."
He took out a map from nowhere, spread it out in front of everyone, and pointed to a red dot in it:
"During lunch, we gathered at the [Mayflower] tavern in the center of the town. It's the [Mayflower] tavern, remember?"
Gretel: "..."
Who came up with this stupid name...
He carried the cat directly to the Mage Tower, the Port Mage Tower, and the other two Mage Towers in the city. He walked around each and did not receive any letter from Lin En. Within half a year, there was no letter.
Lynn's previous letters were all sent to the Mage Tower in the port, and then sent to Nevis from the Mage Tower. They have not been sent for half a year, that is, from the time Mr. Trocca ran out to report the letter until now, he has not sent it.
Did you send a letter?
No news is good news. Grete comforted himself silently, hugged Mr. Trocca, and arrived at the edge of Waltham Town, next to the tallest oak tree. He stepped into the circle of stones and pressed his hands on the bark of the tree.
, silently asked:
Have you ever met someone like Brother Lynn?
Saw it. Several springs ago.
So, where is the black cat I am holding?
I have seen it several times before the full moon. At that time, it was not like it is now... more powerful and more unstable, as if it was about to dissipate...
The oak tree conveyed an image to him. Mr. Trocca was running desperately, trailing a faint black smoke on his body, without looking back. His figure was hazy, and there were constant debris-like things in the oak tree's field of vision.
drop down.
Grete stared deeply through the oak tree's eyes, and could only see that it was running from the depths of the New World, and there were no pursuers around it. As for how far it ran and where it ran from, the oak tree's gaze could not see that at all.
Far.
Can you help me ask the surrounding vegetation where it came from?
The oak tree was silent for a long time. The breeze was blowing, the grass and trees were swaying, and the natural power in Gretel's body flowed into the oak tree like a gate opening. Gretel couldn't help but smile bitterly:
This oak tree really fulfilled the principle of equal exchange and didn't give him any preferential treatment at all. But okay, just ask him for it.
Maybe it was dozens of breaths, maybe hundreds of breaths, and Grete's consciousness started to light up bit by bit. Big trees, shrubs, weeds, and reeds outlined a vast map in his consciousness.
Stretching all the way into the wilderness:
Then, a black line drew straight across, across the wasteland, across the creek, across the hills, and deep into the depths of the forest. The map in the mind had no scale, but from where the big oak tree was to the edge of the map that gradually blurred and dissipated, there was probably a
About a hundred miles?
It's good. With Mr. Trocca leading the way, you can ask about the nature around you from time to time, so you don't have to worry about finding the wrong place...
Grete smiled and sent another wave of natural power to the big oak tree as a thank you gift. He carried the black cat back to the center of the town, inquired all the way, and came to the [Mayflower] tavern that made him want to complain.
The moment he opened the door and saw Mr. Valencimo, Grete paused and wanted to turn around and run away.
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