The Forward Theater, after removing the effect of its defensive line defending the Underground Plane, is actually a large city with multiple levels.

The independent mountain range between the two planes of Hengtan has been continuously hollowed out and renovated, and has become a semi-military and semi-commercial city with a permanent population of more than 40,000.

Because it is a city carved out of the mountain, each layer is artificially separated in order to facilitate management.

Accommodation area, resource processing area, resource exchange area, pure commercial area, semi-military management area, military management restricted area......

After leaving the temporary quarters for the Frontrunners, Raymond and Freya the Dark Elves boarded a beast cart and headed to the commercial area for resource trading.

In any case, this forward theater is a strategic location, so even if there has been no fighting for many years, Raymond can still see the tension of the guards stationed between the various areas after careful inspection along the way, and the kind of momentum that is unique to them.

Knights, wizard apprentices, and official wizards form the basis of the garrison, while the Grand Knight and wizards of the second level or above hold the position of commander, and in some areas with obvious energy fluctuations, Raymond also sees some guys whose strength exceeds the level of the second level of wizards.

Raymond, who was very confused about this, couldn't get a reasonable explanation from the dark elf Freya, so he simply asked the master of the beast cart.

The middle-aged Mide, who is missing half an arm, is a relatively talkative and straightforward man, and his explanation is very simple.

Since the forward theater was built by hollowing out a section of the mountain range, where would the real strength be seen in this ordinary urban area, let alone the most powerful Marfa regiment stationed in this forward theater.

"The Marfa Legion is named after the Marfa era, and it is said that if you want to join, you must have the strength of a dawn-level wizard. And their treatment is also dozens of times that of ordinary legion members, and any one of them is a valuable asset of our Terran Grand Alliance......"

The straightforward but somewhat nagging Mite, who obviously admired and admired this unit, and Freya, the dark elf sitting on the beast cart, flashed with horror and shock in her eyes from time to time, but in the end, as if some kind of emotion had sprouted in her nature, she asked the Mito to tell more about it like a little girl who had never seen the world......

The foaming Mishu was obviously scratched on the itch, and happily told some allusions or rumors about what he knew.

And Freya, the dark elf sitting on the beast cart with her hands on her cheeks, was full of fascination, but listening to the extremely exaggerated and even outrageous rumors of Mishou, Raymond secretly shook his head and laughed.

If a Dawn-level wizard can easily cause a mountain to collapse, then a Dawn-level wizard should be able to cause the sky to collapse. The existence of Gracie and Eternal Night caused the entire plane to disappear at every turn......

It's just that since Freya, the dark elf next to her, likes to listen, and that Mide rarely has this opportunity to show off, Raymond, who leaned on the backrest, enjoyed the scenery of the city in the mountains.

Wide roads, bustling neighborhoods, warriors with indifferent expressions, proud wizards with eyebrows, girls in a hurry, and young people who walk like flying......

Ordinary people have regular jobs here, while wizards have the privilege of keeping the front line safe.

They are interdependent, but they are not much different from the planes that Raymond has entered. It is the wizard class that occupies the position of ruler, just like the head of the city, although the banner of the king is constantly changing. But ordinary people are still at the bottom of society......

Raymond who let his thoughts flow. The city in his sight gradually became blurred, and before he knew it, his perception was released, as if the gentle willows fluttering in the wind swept across the streets, sweeping the shops on both sides of the road, but this gentle perception unintentionally did not carry the slightest smoke and fire, even if it passed by the side of those low-level wizards, it could not arouse their alarm. It just makes them feel like 'the wind is a little strong'......

It's just that Freya, the dark elf sitting next to Raymond, doesn't know whether it's sensitive or too close, so she suddenly stopped listening and turned her gaze.

Raymond, whose eyes were soft and his expression was calm, seemed to suddenly become a little blurry in her eyes. Even though I was sitting next to me, I felt as if I was so far away that I couldn't touch it!

Although the black wizard's robe is clean but has a lot of folds, and the left hand, which rests on the armrest of the beast cart very casually, seems to have life, exuding an inexplicable affinity, and the faint breeze blowing through the body is obviously not naturally generated, but the calm taste contained in it makes the dark elf Freya can't help but be a little intoxicated!

Mishou, who was driving the beast cart, was still talking about those magical rumors, but the sound of response that had not appeared behind Huang for a long time made him finally feel surprised, and he turned his gaze slightly to see Freya, the dark elf who was looking at the man beside him with her hands on her cheeks.

A smile appeared on Mite's lips, and his already not very fast speed was slowed down even more.

The sound of the beast's hooves trampling on the solid street was like a crisp and rhythmic drumbeat, but the afterglow could only linger in the vicinity of the beast cart, and it could not be conveyed at all.

The beast cart that was slowly moving forward gradually approached the resource trading area of the front war zone, but just as the beast cart crossed the main entrance of the market, the man in gray wizard robe who was about to enter at the door of a shop on the street retracted his steps in vain, and suddenly turned his head to focus on the beast cart that was about to pass.

The burly knight who followed the man did not expect him to turn suddenly, but instinctively reached out and held the doorpost of the shop so that he would not crash into the person in front of him.

Turning around to look at the slowly departing beast cart, the man in gray wizard robes who was blocking the door of the shop asked. "Hegel, do you feel it?"

The burly knight who had just held on to the doorpost was a little wrong, his face was flushed and he was adjusting his breath, and when he heard the voice, he turned to the beast cart with the man's gaze and replied blankly. "Uh, Master Matthews, what do you mean?"

"The perception of the people on that beast cart is quite strong, and the aura is obviously not the ...... of the original plane"

The burly knight who was called Hegel reacted at this time, took a few steps out, stared at the back of the beast cart, but scratched his head a little. "Really, how come I didn't feel it?"

Hegel's answer caused the man wrapped in a gray robe to sigh, and his tone became a little low. "This person's level has far exceeded the realm of the dawn level, if that kind of induction just now was not wrong, it is likely that he thought that he was a wizard with the strength of the dawn level......"

And seeing the beast cart disappear from sight, Hegel turned around, very confused. "Lord Matthews, this is impossible, only you and the commander of the Marfa Legion have the strength of the Dawn level in the front war zone, and the underground plane has not dared to cross the boundary for hundreds of years because of you and the Lord Commander, where can a Dawn level wizard suddenly appear here, are you wrong......

The gray-robed Matthews, who was questioned, couldn't help but be furious, straightened his waist and roared. "Bastard, who am I! How can I be wrong!"

Hegel, who didn't dare to be annoyed when he was scolded, had a bitter face. "The problem is that it is impossible for such a big man to appear in the front war zone, not to mention that you still said that the person's aura is not like that of the plane......"

But before Hegel could finish speaking, Matthews in the gray robe suddenly seemed to think of something, and his whole body became vague in vain. "Go back quickly, if you're really coming from there......"

Matthews, who was completely in gray robes before he finished speaking, made Hegel, who was standing at the door of the shop, and the shopkeeper, who sensed the energy fluctuations and rushed out to check, couldn't help but look at each other...... (To be continued......)