The wooden wheels of the carriage run over the gray concrete road, and the horses pulling the carriage chew on the weeds on the side of the road, which are not really fresh.

The procession had begun to slow down, the coachman squinted his eyes and craned his neck to look into the distance, the city gate that had been widened a lot was still unable to accommodate the caravans coming from all over the mainland, and not far before their caravan, the queue in front of the city gate waiting for inspection had drawn a long black line.

On their left, the motorcade and pedestrians who had come out of the city gate looked at them for a few moments, and then lost interest.

There are too many caravans of their kind in Wende City, and there are at least a dozen teams of their size among the endless teams under the city gates.

After they entered the territory of the Grim Wind Territory, the road had been very smooth, and anyone who had not been to the Grim Wind Territory could not imagine that there would be such a flat road in the world, and it was all over the territory.

No place in the world is there such a smooth road extending in all directions, this kind of road surface will only appear in large numbers in the sad wind territory, although there are some cement roads in other places, but they are generally paved in the city, and it is also an aristocratic area, except for the main road, the civilian streets basically do not see the existence of cement pavement.

"Haven't you arrived yet?"

A shrill voice came from the carriage, and a small window behind the coachman was opened, revealing the green face with pointed ears and a large nose behind it.

The goblin stood on tiptoe and leaned on the small window, and asked sharply, "Why so long?"

Then he saw the procession in front of the carriage, which was as thin as a long snake, and he was immediately stunned.

"Wow...... goblin couldn't help but exclaim, "There are more people than Gordon!"

"Of course, Lord Parrol, this is Wende City, the new 'Holy City of Wealth'. When the human coachman heard the goblin's admiration, he said proudly.

"I'm talking about the old Gordon!"

After correcting his coachman's mistake, the goblin turned his gaze to the walls of Winde City.

In his place, he couldn't see anything, except for the queue in front of him, and all he could see was the city wall.

The walls weren't grand, but there was one place that caught his attention – when he looked west, he didn't see a corner of the wall in the west, but a castle.

"What's that?"

The coachman looked back a few times, and following the goblin's fingertips, he also saw the castle, but this time he shook his head: "Lord Parrol, I don't know if you ask me, I'm here for the first time, but it looks like a castle." ”

"I knew it was a castle!"

Parrol glared at the coachman viciously, then he looked at Winder Castle and muttered, "It's just that I don't know why the castle was built there......"

The procession advanced quickly, and after ten minutes or so, they were already under the city gate.

Both the coachman and the goblin were surprised, because the line was so long, they thought they would have to wait at least a few hours, but that was what they expected.

But after ten minutes, they were already under the city gate, and they heard the murmuring of the water, but they did not see where the moat was.

"When you go through the border checkpoint again, you should have got a quality inspection certificate, right?"

The coachman nodded, as the guards from other towns had asked, and the guards saw the door on the side of the carriage open, and a green, stocky creature stepped out of the carriage.

"Goblins!"

The city guards let out an exclamation, and the people around them were in an uproar when they saw it.

Parrol didn't show much excitement when he noticed it, because he was used to it, but his face wasn't very good-looking.

"Here you go, quality inspection certificate!"

The goblin took out the quality inspection certificate he got from the border from his pocket, and fortunately he didn't think about how to escape the customs duties this time, otherwise his business would be struggling in the Sorrowful Wind Territory, unless he returned to the border checkpoint to reapply for the quality inspection certificate.

The original tense atmosphere seemed to disappear all at once, and the city guards were only shocked by the race of Parrol, and they were not so blind that they did not see the clothes worn by the goblins.

The dress may not have looked very luxurious, but it wasn't something that any civilian could wear, and he got out of the carriage.

The captain of the city guard still had a little vigilance in his eyes, after all, most of the soldiers of the Sad Wind Leader have been on the battlefield, and they usually deal with monsters and monsters, but sometimes they also need to deal with those alien tribes in the Black Forest, and goblins are one of them.

He took the quality certificate from Parrol and gave it to the clerk.

The clerk looked through it, then picked up a pen and filled out a note on the paper.

Seeing this, the city guards breathed a sigh of relief, and the captain thought for a moment while the clerk was recording, turned to the goblin and asked, "This goblin gentleman, are you from Kashya?"

Although he knew that this city guard was trapping and wanted to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere, Parrol also raised his head and glanced at the city guard in front of him with some surprise.

"You know 'Kasha'?" Parrol couldn't help but ask.

"Of course!" the captain raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of smugness, "In Wende City, I don't know about other industries, but we police officers are educated in science! We all know 'Kasha', and we all know that 'Kasha' is in the southeast of the Mendes continent. ”

'Kasha' is a goblin country, located in the southeast of the continent of Mendes, like other alien nations.

Compared to the northern part of the Sloh continent, the southern part of the Mendes continent is not so cold, and there is an island group in the southeast of the Mendes continent.

Races other than the mainstream race, such as goblins, live in the southeast of the Mendez continent, and there are also a number of settlements in the island group.

What really surprised Parrol was that the city guard in front of him actually knew about 'Kasha' and where 'Kasha' was.

Except for trade with the Morer Merchant Federation and the Kurkut Empire, these 'sub-races' rarely communicate with the human realm, and even if they do, they will pass through a small principality in the west of the Morer Merchant Federation and go to the Free City-State Alliance.

Other than that, they rarely interacted with the human realm, let alone the areas north of the Merchant Federation of Mor.

There are quite a few goblin merchants on the continent of Sloe Mendes, but none of them are of Kashya, otherwise those people would not have been so surprised just now.

Is this Wynde City?

Parrol felt something in his heart, and he seemed to have some new understanding of the city.

"I'm sorry for my rudeness. ”

When Parrol was still in a trance, the captain handed over the quality inspection certificate and said with a smile on his face: "And, on behalf of Wende City and on behalf of the Sorrowful Wind Leader, I welcome you, Mr. Goblin." ”

Parrol took the quality inspection certificate, but he was a little overwhelmed: "Wait, this is the end?"

The city guards had been surprised just now, and now it was his turn to be surprised.

"That's right!" the captain looked back and winked innocently, "Mr. Goblin, do you have anything else?"

"No, it's ......"

Parrol was at a loss and couldn't tell anything was wrong.

Even when they went to do business with the Moore Merchant Federation or the Kurkut Empire, they would suffer a lot of white eyes, and when they came here, he was a little unaccustomed to it.

"The city guards are the first impression of the city from outsiders - that's what the maid told us!"

As if thinking of something, the captain held his head high and smiled proudly: "We have such a mission, naturally we can't ruin the image of the city." And Sadwind, at least there won't be any racism in Winde City!Please move on, Mr. Goblin, there are quite a few people behind your team, and I hope you can have a good experience in Winde City. ”

Parrol got into the carriage again, and he sat in the carriage in a daze.

Is this Wende City......