“What did you say his name was,” Askar said, looking at the goblin that was eating like a hungry wolf before him.

“We don't know,” said Darkis.

“Can you guys explain again what happened?,” said Mefzar, apparently confused.

Darkis repeated the events in turn. Mefzar could understand Darkis' reaction. He also did not want anyone to experience the difficulties they experienced during the orphanage years. But being a guarantor seemed a bit too much.

Then he turned towards the Goblin.

"We can't leave you in this city any longer, as Darkis is your guarantor."

"But we won't be staying here long, we're going south, you have to follow us"

“Okay,” he said without looking up from the meal.

“Mefzar, you always ask the wrong questions,” Askar said to the goblin, smiling.

"What's your name buddy"

“Rook,” said the goblin.

“Welcome to the team, Rook,” Askar said.

The goblin found this alien environment strange, but he was happy to escape life on the streets. He had never met such people on the streets, and he didn't quite trust them.

"How long have you been here," said Elda

“I came here from Manumit 6 months ago, hoping that maybe it will get better, but I couldn't find a job because of my weak body. And no one is giving a job to a foreign goblin,” he said.

“I needed a good assistant and you should have no trouble with the work to do,” said Arthur, looking at the goblin.

“For what?” he asked, puzzled.

“I am an architect and together we will build a city,” said Arthur.

The goblin's eyes were wide open.

“But… I can't level up.”

“You don't need skills or classes for what we're going to do,” said Arthur.

The goblin's eyes lit up when he heard Arthur's answer. Goblins were doing the dirtiest jobs in general. And the money they earned was quite small. Since they did not have skills and levels, they could not be adventurers. This was salvation for Rook.

"We'll get you some clothes tomorrow," said Darkis.

The goblin was like in a dream, all the pain, all the hunger was finally ending, it was like he was stepping into a new world.

———

In front of Gate city, 2 carriages were making final preparations to cross the gate. The journey was made on a road with 12 km of steep slopes. The wheels of the carts and the horses had to be checked to see if they were calm. Lyda and Iris approached them while Arthur was checking the cars.

“I guess it's time to part, huh,” Lyda said.

“You guys aren't coming with us Manumit?”

“No, we need to deliver the cargo this month”

“I see, see you lyda iris You should definitely come to the city we will build”

“Of course we love to”

After saying goodbye to everyone in Lyda's team, they got into the carriages and started to move towards the pass.

Passage. A path leading through steep blackish jagged rocks. The road is used by thousands of people every year. Arthur would see the Pass for the first time. He had heard what it was like in bars. But the words didn't seem like enough to explain.

Carriages began to slowly approach the entrance to the north of the pass. The entrance was widened with picks and shovels.

The black stones of the passage consisted of a substance that did not allow soil manipulation. Why ? Even though they did research on academies, they could not get a satisfactory result.

They entered the pass and began to follow the tracks left by the wheels of the carriage due to the years of use of the black stones.

Arthur didn't want to miss this, so he got to the very front of the car and began to watch. With each passing minute, his admiration for the gate grew.

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Mefzar increased his attention to the roads as the carriage passed by the bottomless darkness. The horses had slowed down too as if they had realized the danger.

“So this is the bottomless darkness,” said Arthur. They were passing perhaps the most interesting part of the passage.

The name “Bottomless darkness” was a dark pit given by the group that first discovered the portal. No one had come back down. In fact, the screams of falling people were inaudible due to the distance, and there was no crashing sound again. There was something, but no one knew. All over Alwarti was filled with such mysterious places.

“Would you like to take a look down there, my friend,” said the Askar jokingly. He was sitting next to Mefzar.

“Not right now”

“Not right now?! So you want to enter in the future?” Askar said, Arthur's answer surprised him.

“ When I get high enough level why not”

“You know these rocks affect the mana flow, you can't fly here.

" said.

“I heard, just need some research, man”

"Arthur, I didn't know you were crazy," Mefzar finally said.

The carriage continued on, leaving the bottomless darkness behind them. They had left the most exciting part of the passage behind.

After that, the roads in the gorge began to improve.

——-

After 4 hours, 2 carriages came out from the south opening side of the pass.

Walls built to block monsters from the Gate appeared before them. These crescent-shaped walls were built by the 4kingdom to prevent monsters from coming to the south in winter. And in front of the gates of the fortifications, the carriages coming from the pass formed a line. The crossing of the bandits to the south was prevented in this way. If you were bandits in the north, you had to spend the winter in the north.

Passing the gates of the city walls, plains with green lawns appeared before them.

“This is the south end,” said Arthur, again sticking his head out from the back.

Elda and darkis had learned to take selfies on the phone. And they weren't as curious about the pass as Arthur. They had been on the phone for 4 hours. The goblin was also keen on the phone, but he did nothing to avoid angering the public. He looked quite timid and scared. Bill was asleep in the back of the car.

After another half hour of driving, the carriage came to a fork in the road.

"We're leaving here, take care," Arthur heard a shout, and he stepped forward to wave.

"Remember your promise to come to the new city," replied Arthur.

During their time with Lyda and her team, they had grown close.

The cars parted and they both went their separate ways.

Half an hour later, the famous Manumit walls were in front of them. The vastness of the city seemed even more striking as the carriages descended the hill. The city stretched as far as the eye could see, and the buildings were built according to the aesthetic understanding of 4 different kingdoms.

And the team approached the gate of the city where they would spend most of the winter and call home.

It had been 2 hours since the sun had just left the top. There was still time for the evening, and the gatekeepers seemed to be enjoying the off-peak time.

“Hey Mefzar, where will we stay”

“A friend of ours has an inn here, we are going there, Arthur,” said Mefzar.

When he passed the guards, he started to drive the car on the roads, knowing where to go.

Arthur looked around him. For the first time, he felt that he was in a civilian city, as he could not see swords in the waist of some people. The streets were not populated by wizards or adventurers, as in northern cities. Normal people lived here.

The avians of men continued on their way among the voices of elves and dwarves.

Finally, they stopped in front of an inn with the inscription "Adventurer's home".

"We came "

"I wonder what our old friend is doing," said Askar as he got out of the car.

"Whose inn is this exactly?" said Arthur.

“old mike's inn but everyone calls him old wolf he is a legend among adventurers. he was a gold level adventurer when he quit adventurism and opened an inn for himself and retired. We met him in the north a few years ago,” Askar said.

The whole team got out of the carriage. No one came to pick up the carriage, and they left the carriage where the inn's horses were tied and headed towards the entrance of the old wolf's inn.

The condition of the inn was not very good, the outer boards were worn out. Some boards were completely dislodged and wobbly.

The warm lobby greeted them when they pushed the door of the inn and entered. Its lobby was only big enough to accommodate 40-50 people. Arthur began to carefully examine his surroundings. It wasn't a luxury inn like they were staying in Gate city, but it had a different feel. The atmosphere of home.

When they entered the lobby, a man with white hair on the other side of the bar was wiping the counter, when he heard the doorbell, he looked at the people entering and smiling.

“You came back alive this year, huh,” he said, looking at the team. Then his eyes fell on Arthur and the goblin.

“I guess they have good stories to tell,” he added. As you walk out of the bar counter.

“Yeah we got lucky, old man,” said Askar as he sat down at a table in the lobby.

"Are you hungry."

"We haven't eaten anything since morning," said Mefzar.

“Okay, sit down, let me have you prepare something, then let's listen to your story, it's been a while since I heard a good adventure story,” he said, and walked towards the kitchen with a laugh.

He looked really happy that the team got it alive.