The Hulan Merchant Caravan was not large in scale, and it was filled with luxury goods and precious metal jewelry. Therefore, there were only three carts of goods. Moreover, most of them were local specialties purchased by the noble youth out of caution. Otherwise, there will only be one big box. Everyone knows that you only brought valuables, so it would attract too much attention.

After Robin and his two employers discussed it, they decided to let the team go by land instead of west of the Esmail River. The Esmail River was very busy this season with hundreds of sails and bustling cargo boats coming and going.

By river, it was safe and fast, and could reach Ascatra two days earlier than by land. However, Hu Lan’s caravan didn’t have much cargo, so even if they were to share the boat with other caravans, the freight rate would still be very high. Although it took two more days to travel by land, the carriage was ready, and the rations of the mercenaries and caravan attendants were also very cheap. Living in tents for two more days could save a large amount of freight.

In fact, it was already safer to reach the two river basins in Amu, be it by water or land. No bandit group in this area dared to attack the caravan in defiance of the world’s condemnation. After all, An Mu was ruling the country by merchants, and the Thieves who knew how to do so had long since been completely encircled and annihilated.

Qin Lun staggered on a bad horse and raised his head slightly. The gaze under his hood was looking at the scenery on both sides of the road with great interest. Originally, he didn’t know how to ride a horse, but the high-level elven tale of the Moonlight Fairy allowed him to communicate with the old horse beneath him, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The traffic in the Amur and Amur Valleys was very developed. The main road they were taking was not a main road, but a side road. The main roads were too busy. Apart from the large caravans with many trucks, most small and medium-sized caravans would choose other roads.

The gravel and cinnamon trail was about ten meters wide, slightly higher than the ground, and there was a canal on each side. Every once in a while, there was a small and exquisite wooden bucket. Qin Lun examined it carefully and found that it was actually a garbage can.

Oaks and cypresses were planted on both sides of the road, and the road manager seemed to have consciously trimmed the leaves, allowing the canopy to form a simple crown over the road. Even in the middle of the day, the shaded roads looked neither warm nor dry, cool and pleasant.

There was a jar-sized bamboo cage on some of the low oak branches by the side of the road, and there were some gray stones inside. At first, Qin Lun didn’t know what this was, but after asking the caravan’s staff, he found out that it was a fluorescent stone.

Fluorescent stones do not emit light, but they attract mosquitoes at night, especially in fields and forests. A large number of fluorescent worms surrounded the fluorescent stones, forming interesting street lamps in the wilderness.

Of course, this could only be used in the wild. Without so many fluorescent insects in cities and residential buildings, it was naturally impossible to be used as a lamp. Because there were too many restrictions, the value of fluorescent stones was not that great. There was no need to worry about being stolen at night. It was completely different from the nocturnal gemstones used by the Iron Star Fort.

The more they saw, the more astonished the apostles were. It seemed that although the world hadn’t developed science and technology because of magic and the gods, all aspects of social life seemed to have developed.

Even the Iron Star Fort, the World Tree Fortresses of the Jondahl Elves, and the Ank Elves, built by the Dwarves thousands of years ago, had displayed superb construction techniques and scientific structures, not to mention Ames, who already had convenient transportation.

The apostles did not give up their instinct to gather intelligence as they walked along with the caravan. Ignoring the way the caravan attendants secretly looked at the bumpkin, they began to inquire about all kinds of information from the people beside them.

Of course, as an apostle, even the least communicative apostles knew what to do.

Their problems are too wide-ranging to focus on one aspect. It was almost instinctive for the apostles to pick out valuable information and gather it on the guild channel, amongst other topics that were tantamount to gossip.

All kinds of technical questions that were no less skillful than psychological counseling made Qin Lun feel that he had benefited a lot from listening to them. Thinking back, it was only natural that the apostles who did not gather intelligence in the mission world would not be able to change their profession successfully. They would probably have long been eliminated by the cruel mission of the world.

Amongst the many apostles who purposely curried favor with the characters in the plot, the one who interested Qin Lun the most was the hot-tempered Philip. The mage from the fortress team actually chatted with the Angelo mage in the caravan, causing everyone to shatter their spectacles on the ground.

“Angelo, are you a red-robed mage?” Philip found Angelo knowledgeable and talkative after some conversation and asked with curiosity.

“You mean why am I not bald with tattoos all over my body?” Angelo looked at Philip with a faint smile.

‘”Oh” Philip’s heart skipped a beat, and the conversation became more cautious. He didn’t know what Angelo was talking about, but Angelo quickly explained himself.

“I understand what you mean, but I am not a red-robed tyrant of those academics. I am just an ordinary red-robed mage.” Angelo looked at the cautious Philip and laughed.

Philip soon came to his senses from his conversation with Angelo. In fact, red-robed mages had two meanings in the southwestern region of Ferren Continent. If they said something wrong, it was easy for others to misunderstand them.

According to the most ancient legends of the Ferren Continent, at the beginning of its creation, this world was a period of eternal nothingness. Light and darkness were two separate things, and between them was a mist-like domain of shadows. In the end, the essence of the shadows merged to give birth to a pair of twins, beautiful goddesses. They were opposed to each other, one was light, the other was darkness.

The two goddesses created the Body of Heaven, turning the manifestation of Toril into life. Toril was brightened by the brilliance of Goddess Sullen, and darkened by the embrace of Goddess Sal.

Goddess Sullen came to the plane of fire above the world and used pure fire to ignite the body of heaven, bringing warmth to Toril and gradually nurturing life and creatures of her own. However, Goddess Sal held a different view on this point. The two of them began to fight, and from their divinity came the gods of war, disease, assassination, and death. At the same time, some fallen powers were born.

Goddess Sullen tore off the divine essence of magic from her body and threw it at her sisters. This energy tore apart Goddess Sal’s body, and part of the light and dark energy mixed together to form the Goddess of Magic Missy. Mistress was made up of light and darkness, but preferred her first mother. She played a balancing role in the battle and allowed the goddess sisters to establish an unstable truce.

Mistress had to sacrifice herself to save the mo net during the period of Nathaniel, when humans abused magic. This also caused the fall of Nathaniel’s floating city, ending the first and greatest human empire and magic civilization in human history.

Although Magic Goddess was quickly reborn as Misra, this time, Magic Goddess restricted the abuse of the magic web by all intelligent races, limiting the height and destructive power of magic power. Misra’s priest was told that Nathaniel’s fall was a warning, so it might never happen again.

Today, it was impossible for a mage to become a demigod by stealing the power of the magic web. Thus, the mages on the continent began to turn to the magic recorded on the Nether Scroll. Some of them did not borrow magic nets and relied solely on their own magic power.

In the long history of magic, mages were categorized into three categories. The first category of mages used Misra’s priests as their core and foundation, advocating the use of magic to improve the lives of intelligent races, the peaceful use of magical energy, and the use of magic to fight against darkness. In the beginning, most of these mages were Misra’s priests and wore holy white robes, so they were also called white-robed mages.

In contrast, another group of mages pursued pure power. Whether it was stealing the magical power of the magic web or using the magic from the Naser Scroll, they believed that the ultimate goal of mages was to become gods. This can be done by any means, even through the magic of death and darkness.

This part of the mages were unscrupulous because of their strength, and their bigotry was not understood by the world. Therefore, in order to distinguish themselves from the white-robed mages, they simply began to wear black robes in the post-Netheril era, also known as black-robed mages.

The last part of the mages tended to be neutral. They believed that the white-robed mages were somewhat hypocritical and childish in borrowing the name of the goddess of magic. They agreed with the black-robed mages on magic power, but they were unwilling to use the despicable methods of the black-robed mages. They were in a swaying state between the two. In order to distinguish them from white-robed and black-robed mages, they wore red robes and were called red-robed mages.

However, the broad concept of a red-robed mage did not apply to the southwestern region of Ferren Continent. This was because there was an academic organization called the Red-robed Mages Guild in the Tyser, Am, and Bird Gate regions.

Red-robed mages would have great ambitions, favoring black-robed mages, but claiming that the organization was neutral. Generally speaking, they were particularly paranoid among mages. Most of their members focused on studying a certain school of magic, making them the masters of a certain school.

However, the people of Fallen Continent viewed them as evil and cruel tyrants, and some of their inhabitants would leave the country in order to avoid being threatened by political plots and slave uprisings.

The associate members of the Red-robed Mage Guild had to choose an expert magic school and obtain professional magic runes. In the eyes of outsiders, they were tattoos. Only in this way could they become full members of the Red-robed Mage Guild.

All the red-robed mages possessed the skills of academics. They also invested most of their heartforce in the research of the academics. Of course, they would also dabble in other spells. The Red-robed Mage Society’s governing body was an eight-member council, represented by one person from each school.

In fact, in the hearts of true red-robed mages, the Red-robed Mage Guild was a bunch of unscrupulous mages. Magicians themselves were wise and knowledgeable. Specializing in a particular school of thought was both snobbish and foolish. It was merely a partial choice made to quickly increase one’s combat strength.

Orthodox mages, people like Angelo didn’t like the way red-robed mages would do things. Therefore, in Philip’s confused questioning, he immediately clarified his relationship with the Red-robed Mage Society.