Players do not need to sleep in the game. The day and day changes are just a change in their environment. Although it is one or two o'clock in the morning, the two of them are not sleepy at all. They walked along the road to the front of Delbon City.

Only when you get closer can you know how big Delbon City is.

The city wall made of large pieces of rock is horizontally located in the middle of the field of view, and it seems that there is no end to see.

A torch burns every ten meters on the city wall. Although the brightness is not as bright as Roland's light ball technique, it can extend left and right, like a fire dragon that understands the world and the world, which can also give people a shocking feeling.

There was still a group of soldiers waiting on the city wall, and most of their sights fell on Roland and Beta.

At the end of the road is the city gate. Many people set up bonfires on both sides of the road, divided into several small groups, guarding each other, no one talked, only occasional whispers.

The arrival of Roland and Beta attracted everyone's attention. After all, four spell light balls surrounded by them, brightly like searchlights on the modern social court, and the style was obviously different from them. As they approached, the city gate was bright like daylight, and they even felt a little dazzling.

The soldiers on the city wall gradually became a little nervous. The caster was synonymous with "power" and "mysterious" no matter when.

When Roland and Beta's eyes moved, the people immediately left their eyes away.

A spellcaster, a young nobleman.

They can't afford to mess with such a combination.

The two found a clearing space to sit down, but it was still early before dawn. Most cities have the habit of curfews, and this city should be no exception. After sitting down, it was Roland and Beta's turn to look at the people around.

More than a dozen flatbed carriages were divided into several parts and belonged to different small circles. Although the car was covered with oily skin and could not see what was inside, it was definitely goods.

Most of the people around him were covered in oily faces, covered in frost, and mostly men. Only by the bonfire farthest from their left could there be a woman. This woman was tall, full of muscles, and a long-handled axe was placed beside her. If there weren't two protruding protrusions on her chest, no one would have regarded her as a woman.

Several caravans, merchants and guards?

Roland looked at it for a while and came to this conclusion.

None of these people spoke anymore, allowing Beta and Roland's eyes to look at them.

The original whispers were gone, leaving only the whistling sound of the night wind and the crackling sound of the bonfire burning.

At this time, the two of them did not speak or move, but they felt like they were suppressing the audience.

After watching for a while, Beta was a little bored and took out the firewood and snake meat he picked up from his backpack from his space. He first arranged the firewood, and then lit it with a mouthful of dragon flame.

Take out the long sword to remove the scales of the snake meat, then skew it with a wooden stick, and place it on the fire to roast it.

Roland was speechless when he looked at Beta's skillful barbecue technique.

It turns out that you are reluctant to spend the number of times you 'Dragon Flame Spit' in the battle, so you originally wanted to use it to barbecue.

At this moment, whispers came from the side, and there was a vague trend of getting louder and louder. Roland turned his head and looked over, and the sounds stopped immediately, neatly like a noisy TV sales station in the mall was turned off.

Roland's eyes slowly swept across everyone and finally returned to the rotating barbecue.

Many relieved voices came.

Roland just heard some words, roughly that.

‘My God, space equipment.’

‘Where did the noble master come from?’

‘It’s a waste of space equipment for barbecue!’

And when Roland glanced at them, the people immediately stopped talking.

The wealth is not revealed... Is this considered causing trouble? When Roland was so worried, he suddenly remembered something.

We are players and will not die. Besides, the space backpack is given by the game system, and even if it dies, it will not fall out. If it is harmed by someone, I will directly take the perpetrator into revenge after being resurrected. Such a simple thing, why do you think so much about it?

After thinking it through, Roland was too lazy to pay attention to the opinions of the people, so he began to look at the surrounding environment.

The terrain here is flat, and there seems to be a river behind the city. Through the night tomb, you can see a bright band of scales stretching into the distance.

Only places with sufficient water can such a big city be built.

Soon Beta grilled two skewers of snake meat and sprinkled some salt on it.

A string was stuffed into Roland's hands.

Not to mention, Beta's barbecue is quite good. The snake meat is crispy and fragrant when baked by him, and it tastes quite good.

However, compared with giant spider legs, the taste is worse.

Not that smooth.

After eating the barbecue and filling her stomach, Beta began to practice basic military swordsmanship.

He is not a very smart person, but he can become a top student by diligence. According to Beta himself, although his grades have not yet been released, there is no problem in getting into the first-tier school entrance exam.

Diligence is his habit. As for practicing basic swordsmanship in front of outsiders, would you feel embarrassed?

How is that possible! He has participated in recitation competitions in elementary, junior high and high schools.

In Beta's view, it is quite shameful to recite some articles in front of hundreds or thousands of audiences in a stern tone and exaggerated expression on the podium of the recitation competition.

Even in that case, he was able to calm down, not to mention that there were only dozens of people practicing sword skills in front of him.

Roland began to practice linguistic magic.

A wave of magic fluctuations emanated from him, failed, and then a group of people looked at Roland silently covering his head and pumping the air conditioner to relieve the pain. When he was in Red Tu Town, he didn't care much about other people's gazes and practiced magic on his own.

If the magician had failed so many times under normal circumstances, he would have been lying down and unconscious on his own.

But Roland was still alive. After a while, he started practicing magic again.

The group of merchants and guards, at first, saw Beta and Roland still exercising in such late nights, which was a bit funny at first.

Who are you pretending to show it?

But four hours later, there was only admiration left in their eyes.

They don’t understand any big principles, but they are very clear that those who work hard are always much better than those who don’t work hard.

At this time, the sky was already light, and the guards on the city wall put off the torches and began to open the city gate.

Everyone stood up, and Roland and Beta stopped practicing.

The two of them originally wanted to wait for the merchants to come in first, but after all, they came first and then arrived.

But surprisingly, these merchants and guards did not move, but looked at Roland and Beta with a gaze.

"Is this let's go first?" Beta was a little surprised.

"It should be your noble status that scared them." Roland turned his head and said, "It seems that the class concept in this game world is very strong. They are all civilians and dare not walk ahead of you."

Beta looked at the silent group, feeling uncomfortable, and said, "It feels weird."

"Let's go. Master." Roland smiled and said, "If you don't leave, it will take their time even more."

OK! Beta sighed and was the first to walk into the city gate.

Roland followed closely behind.
Chapter completed!