Chapter 305 (1/2)

They can reach the first stop of their trip by following the gem River, which almost crosses half the empire from eboden, and then crossing the Royal territory——

Saklan Pro King collar

The name of this land was actually obtained at the beginning of the establishment of the Empire, and has always been a fief for the crown prince and an important source of soldiers of the imperial Corps. Many people still call it ”old Saxophone” or ”ancient Saxophone” to remind their descendants or themselves that this is the birthplace of the saxophone people.

The Royal territory, which is divided into two by the gem River and is located in the imperial capital Golovin, is often called ”West Saxony” or ”new Saxony”, so as to distinguish it from the prince's territory.

After 13 generations, the two lands also named ”saklan” have indeed become completely different, but they can't be divided.

If the imperial capital is the palace of Golovin, then the prince's collar is its wall and barrier;

If Golovin is compared to a queen who looks up to the world, the prince is her knight.

This pure and simple land has nurtured generation after generation of Legion soldiers coming out of farms, fortresses and towns. They throw down hoes and tools in workshops, put on the heaviest soldier armor of the whole empire, take shields, epee and Saxophone halberd, form an unshakable phalanx legion, and become a mobile ”wall” to meet the enemies of the Empire.

Lottel's Falcon Archer, Byrne's heavy knight, the eastern Centaur... And even the evil gods and their demon army who set foot on this land hundreds of years ago were the enemies of these ”moving walls”.

Saklan is not a barren land, but it is also not rich. There are no fierce mountain people and elite knights to fight for her - only farmers who plough hard in the fields, work hard on the battlefield, and their hands and feet are mud and blood.

Then they use their muddy feet to conquer what they have conquered, and insert the iron crown flag held up by their dirty hands into the land they can see.

Even after believing in the Holy Cross, the people of this land have not changed their style; Even the wizard college established here also maintains the ”style” of local flavor.

After a whole day's trek, the motorcade heading north finally arrived at their station at dawn, a wizard college, which is famous to the prince of Saxony and also registered in the nine pointed star wizard tower, as well as the town around the College - melting pot town.

It is said that the alchemy here is very developed, and even can be called the first-class of the Empire. All the teachers from the dean to every college are the most standard alchemists without exception.

It sounds strange, but in fact, this is the ”common phenomenon” of the whole imperial wizard College - not every region has the ability to fund and establish a wizard college with all disciplines, which is neither possible nor necessary. Most of them specialize in one subject, and two or three disciplines can be called famous.

On the contrary, vimpal college is the real ”wonderful flower” and alternative. Although it is weak, it has a complete school, which is absolutely unheard of elsewhere. It can only be because of Dalton and Peter.

But when the dark haired wizard really saw the ”alchemist College” with his own eyes, the whole person was stunned.

”On behalf of all the mentors and apprentices of the furnace college and the loyal people of the local Empire, it is our honor to welcome his Highness Prince Brandon de sallion to our furnace town!”

The speaker was a dean of the melting furnace college who wore a robe and looked more like a blacksmith than a wizard. Even if he wore a larger robe, the black haired wizard could see the taut tendons under his sleeves. Under his board inch head was a firm face with a sonorous and powerful voice, which could be heard clearly in the last row of the team.

”The people of melting pot town and the apprentices of the college are very looking forward to welcoming the members of the desallion family! We are all the purest saxorians, but in the past few generations, there are very few royal members who have really visited here, which makes the poor melting pot people cherish this opportunity more!”

”That's... what a pity.”

Faced with such a warm Dean and his surprised and resentful expression, Brandon could only smile awkwardly:

”Please rest assured that the people of melting pot town. I will report this to my father and make a difference.”