Chapter 460 – Interesting

Chapter 460 Interesting

The blue identity card, to register your identity information, can do a bit more.

The red card doesn’t have to register your information, and there may be some key places you can’t go. Unless supplementing your information.

It was the first time Agu had encountered this situation. Even if you can choose the red card for the sake of keeping your identity secret, you might get more attention because you chose the red card instead.

There was no way for Agu to make a decision, so he said, “Wait a moment,” and turned back to the carriage.

Although Saul was sitting in the carriage and didn’t go down, he was paying attention to the outside, so he naturally heard the conversation between the two.

Without this procedure, he would have definitely entered the city in a low profile. But ……

“Wait, this red card, blue card choice doesn’t really matter at all to people entering the city, because one can always register their information as needed, and unless they’re just passing through, there won’t be fewer occasions like this where they need to register their information. So it doesn’t matter at all if it’s a blue card or a red card, what matters is that the wizard entering the city will have a card issued by the Baidon Academy on him.”

Thinking of this, Saul simply got out of the car, “Two blue cards then. My coachman is not a wizard, does he need one?”

“If he is your property, he can register the information on your pass …… Oh? Are you Lord Sol?” Dumar’s originally calm smile immediately twitched when he saw Saul getting out of the car.

“You recognize me?”

“Of course, we keep an eye on all of Lord Golzatha’s students, and we cannot afford to neglect our honored guest.” Dumal tried to make his smile natural, but Sol could still feel the uneasiness radiating from him.

“What are you afraid of?”

“Your mentor is a Third Order Sorcerer after all, I’m a little nervous.”

Could it be such a simple reason?
Sol lowered his eyes to look at the blue pass in Dumare’s hand.

Dumal, however, suddenly retracted his hand, “Oh, you don’t need this kind of pass.”

He hastily lifted his jacket and drew a silver pass from his lined coat pocket.

“You can just use this kind of pass, and you don’t need to record your identity information. Please follow me.” Dumal’s manner just then was polite, but it was still a formulaic and mechanical introduction.

But when he faced Saul, the mechanical feeling suddenly turned into a rushed but lively one.

The other party led Saul to the inside of the fourth city gate.

Here there was a passageway more than ten meters long, with torches inserted on both sides of the passageway. The walls were a bit old, and there were no sorcery spells carved into them.

But in the middle of the passage, there were two small things flying around in the air.

They were somewhat like small birds, but a closer look revealed that they were made of wood and feathers.

The head of the bird, however, was a large disk that was on the flat side.

As one of them flew towards the entrance, Sol saw 36 black orbs set into the disk. Inside the black orbs there seemed to be an even darker black dot bobbing around, like the eyes of a fake bird.

“A monitor?” Saul guessed, tilting his head to get a closer look.

It just so happened that the fake bird flew to a place less than three meters away from Saul, and also adjusted the angle of the disc, as if it was locking eyes with Saul.

For a moment, Saul felt that the fake bird’s black eyes were all looking at him, and felt from behind them that someone was watching him.

But Saul and the fake bird only locked eyes for a moment, and then the bird turned another angle to fly in another direction.

There seemed to be no pattern to their flight, no subjective will, except that they would do their best to sweep the scenery all around them.

Roving around in such an unregulated manner, in turn, did not make it easy for anyone to find an opening.

“Could this be preventing someone from sneaking in? But the walls here aren’t that high, not even the height of the waist of those skyscrapers in the city. A slightly more powerful Third Grade Sorcerer Apprentice could possibly fly over it, oh, I guess there are things laid out on top of the city walls as well. It’s really …… rich.”

Dumar guided Saul’s group and carriage through the empty city gate passage.

It wasn’t until after the gate on the opposite side that a guard post appeared with two people sitting inside.

The two newly appeared men sat expressionless in their places, one of them was still reading a book with his head down, and even though Dumar had walked up to them, no one lifted their necks a bit.

It wasn’t until Dumar lowered his head and said something to them that the two men stood up in unison with a bang and looked at Sol. Their faces were also curious and inquisitive, but not as tense as Dumar had just been.

One was still talking to Dumar in front of Saul with a summoning spell.

When the two finished talking, a silver metallic butterfly lifted its wings from Dumar’s shoulder and took off, returning to the top of Sol’s head.

“One of them was asking, he’s not gray skinned either, how did you recognize him? The man named Dumal, on the other hand, said that he might have made a disguise or changed his physical appearance.” Penny dutifully translated.

“When those two men saw me, their gazes were completely unfamiliar, not caught in a flashback, more like they’d never seen me before. Their uniforms were the same as Duma’s, so they should both be from Baiden Academy. But neither of them have magic power fluctuations on them …… Could they really be ordinary people?”

Two ordinary people yet they have a casual attitude towards a second level apprentice?

Could it be that there was a class division within Baiden Academy other than strength?
Dumal explained a few words to the two men – without using the summoning spell this time – and returned with a thin pamphlet.

He handed the booklet to Saul with both hands while introducing, “Archaeust is not quite the same as other cities out there, the living facilities may not match your habits, if you need anything you can refer to the contents of the guidebook, or I can just find a local guide for you?”

The pamphlet reads “Guide to Living in Archaeust”.

Saul took the booklet, “No, I’ll read it myself.”

“Alright, then I won’t bother you.” Dumal sidestepped out of the way, the smile on his face still a little stiff, “Have a good time in Archaeust.”

With that said Dumal turned and walked towards the other end of the passage.

Saul took the guidebook and was about to return to the wagon to read it again.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Dumar’s back in his afterglow and something seemed off.

Saul turned his head sideways and leaned his body back slightly, the fingers pinching the guidebook tightening slightly.

The head …… of Dumar, who was turning his back to Saul to enter the gateway, was actually a flat disk!

Saul immediately swept over the two fake birds above the passage.

There was no mistake, from the back Dumar’s head was surprisingly the same as those two fake birds. I just wonder if when he turned around, the disk was also inlaid with 36 black eyes?
“What’s going on?” Saul pretended to rub his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he realized that Dumal, who was walking in the gateway, still had a disc-shaped head.

“Dumal!” Saul simply called out to the other man.

Dumar immediately turned around and turned back, however, the moment he turned back, that flat disk-like head changed back to its original normal head.

“Is there anything else I need to do, Lord Sol?” Dumal gently scrunched his neck, as if a mischievous child was suddenly caught by his mother.

“Uh, I thought about it for a moment. Better not.”

Dumal didn’t say anything, just smiled and curtsied to Sol once more before turning and continuing out the door.

This time, Saul kept his eyes on him, noticing that his head didn’t turn into a disk again.

Just as Saul was about to get into the car with his doubts, he suddenly saw something glittering on Dumal’s head.

Squinting his eyes, Saul then saw a very indistinct thin line extending from the center of Dumare’s head.

It was slightly white and slightly transparent.

The thin line curved upward, swaying like smoke from a cooker at meal time.

The length of the thin thread exposed was less than a meter, and the end disappeared into the air.

“What’s this again?”

Saul sat in the car, resting his chin, and saw the view of the city slowly unfolding like a painting through the window.

He suddenly broke into a grin.

“This city …… is quite interesting!”

Next shift at night.

(End of chapter)