Chapter 506 (1/2)

Chapter 506: Chapter 46-2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Do’Urden, a robot, ran very fast and had great strength. It pulled the bus of thirty or forty people and ran swiftly. It saw the scenery outside the window hurtling back and forth, and the bus that it pulled stopped and drove all the way. Soon, the bus crossed the long street lined with houses on both sides and came to a huge square.

Cambrona could not see how big the square was because his vision was limited on the bus, but at least he knew that the bus had stopped twice at the square. The third time it stopped, he came to the first stop of their trip—North Station of Central Square.

Do’Urden always announced the station name at every stop, but it only used a brief name. For example, the “North Station of Central Square” was called “Square North.” This statement was really strange, but it was not difficult to understand.

When the bus arrived, Cambrona got off with his wife who was still very confused at the moment and went directly to the green platform.

After leaving the bus where his vision was limited, the Central Square of Void City immediately came into his view.

“How big!”

For a moment, Cambrona could only say such a word.

Yeah, it was so big!

The Central Square of Void City was really too big!

How big was this square? He was currently standing on the bus platform on the north side of the square. At first glance, he could not even see the boundary of the square clearly. Of course, perhaps it was because Cambrona was short-sighted. But even so, the size of the square was enough to make him feel like he was at sea.

Of course, such a huge square would not be empty. There were many pools, flower beds, small and middle-sized entertainment facilities. There were also many artists performing in the open, some singing, some reciting, some performing acrobatics and some performing magic tricks. He even saw several adventurers performing.

For example, there was a female ranger who set up several targets about fifty paces away from herself. Every arrow was shot on the target.

Near the target, a swordsman in leather was practicing fencing. His swordsmanship was not very fast, but it was steady and fierce. Cambrona thought in his mind that if he could not rely on his strength as an advantage to fight with the swordsman, he would probably be defeated after several rounds.

On the other side of the target, a bare barbarian was also performing. His way of performing was very rough—he allowed ordinary tourists to hit him with thick sticks. Many tall and strong men held sticks that were thicker than their arms and hit him heavily. Although he was often hit, he did not suffer any injuries.

Ordinary people only felt intrigued when they saw this, but Cambrona felt frightened.

Oh god! Did I see that right? That should be the barbarians’ special skill “Injury Relief.” How could the barbarian practice the skill so well? He might have stepped into the high-level. How could a high-level adventurer be a street performer? My eyes really need to be treated…

When Cambrona saw several performers on the other side, he even wondered if anything was wrong with his brain to cause an illusion in his mind.

There were several mages who performed at least mid-ranked spells.

Unlike adventurers who practiced martial arts, spellcasters generally had a good life and a steady income. They did not need to perform on the street, especially those who had passed through the most difficult time of being a low-ranked mage and became a mid-ranked mage.

Every mid-ranked mage had the same wealth as a low-ranked aristocrat. Many mid-ranked mages had more wealth than most knights, and their wealth was even equivalent to that of a baron. Cambrona could not imagine that a baron would perform on the street. What’s more, looking at their faces, it seemed that they were having a good time.

Why? Shouldn’t the mid-ranked mages be building or preparing to build their magic towers? Even if they were poor, there should be a magic lab for them!

Why did those mid-ranked mages come out of their labs and perform on the street?

“There must be something wrong with the world…” Cambrona muttered. He was too lazy to see more, so he closed his eyes and leaned feebly against the pillars of the bus platform.

As a resident of the Mifata Federation, he was educated in his childhood that, “Everything is inferior; only a mage is superior.” Now he had seen several respectable mid-ranked—even higher than mid-ranked—mages performing on the street. This had a strong psychological blow on him.

Cambrona was devastated by the scene that he had seen just now and was absent-minded when he took the next bus to God Tree Station in the North Square. He walked like stepping on cotton, staggering and standing unsteadily.

If he was alone, he might fall down. Fortunately, Jane was beside him and took good care of him.

With Jane’s help, Cambrona finally managed to stand up and regained his calm.

“Every place is different. The wild vegetables that could be seen everywhere in the South may be precious food in the North. Flocks of fish in the ice lakes of the north could sell a high price at restaurants if moving them to the South… Food is like this, not to mention people.”

Cambrona spoke to himself and slowly calmed down.