Chapter 262

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Chapter 262

Researcher’s breakfast, a deluxe version of the Archbishop’s meal at the Temple. Sylas doubted whether Xerath would be tired of this taste, but it didn’t seem so. Her teacher casually picked up a golden-brown roasted mushroom with her fork and took a bite.

"Mordant, on the far west side of Tabletop Mountain City, is a small town on the border. We need to go to Tabletop Mountain City to buy a carriage."

"Carriage?"

"Yes, in the mountains, we might not see any people for days. We will have to sleep in the carriage."

"I will also sleep in the carriage, will you too?"

"Yes." Xerath confidently replied.

This means they will have to sleep together, not just for a day or two, but for the entire journey. Sylas almost wanted to whistle, if she knew how.

"We still need to buy many things. Mordant might not have the materials we need, so we have to buy them in Withered Leaf City."

"What…what materials?"

Xerath mysteriously winked, "Materials for making handwritten books."

This is very surprising, she never thought about how books are made, because they all fly, so Sylas has always believed that they are raised on a farm.

"Books, are they made?" It seems she asked a silly question, and the archmage laughed at her. "I mean, can I make them myself? I thought I needed a workshop…"

"So, before the workshop appeared, were there no books? In fact, in the workshop, people use various tools. As long as there are tools, it’s possible."

"Oh…"

"After eating, let’s pack our things." The archmage seemed full of energy, suddenly becoming proactive and fierce, completely different from the gloomy days before. Sylas felt embarrassed by her enthusiasm.

Xerath asked her to prepare for a twenty-day trip, and she only thought of bringing clothes and personal items. After thinking left and right, she couldn’t remember what she missed. She had to go back to the living room, but Xerath had already appeared there. Her magical old suitcase was placed next to her, well-maintained. If it weren’t for the faded leather, it would still look like new.

The archmage was already dressed neatly, wearing a wizard’s robe, pants, and black leather shoes. She didn’t look like she was going on an outing, but rather like she was going to a meeting, making it hard to believe the mountain journey she described earlier was real.

She saw Sylas come and nodded at her, saying, "Let’s go, if we’re missing anything, we’ll just have to…"

Sylas looked at Xerath with fear, and the archmage said, "If we’re missing something, we’ll just have to endure it."

She stood up and the water lord behind her held her suitcase and followed her steps. Sylas quickly followed behind and handed the suitcase to Leunen, then rushed up to chase after Xerath. Xerath turned around, but not to find her, but to call Titus. Afraid of being left at home hungry and lonely again, the obedient dog quickly followed, its short legs making a pitter-patter sound on the ground.

After leaving Titus in Withered Leaf City, Xerath took her to a street behind the bookstore. Originally, it was a stationery shop. Xerath entered a random store and exchanged a few words with the shopkeeper. Then she saw the shopkeeper enthusiastically help her put some strange tools in a delicate wooden box and hand it to her.

Xerath carried the box and walked out, bringing Sylas along halfway.

"Just come to buy these?"

Xerath nodded naturally, "Crafting books used to be a skill that apprentices must master. Hardworking students without money would spend some of their magic power to the water lord, together transcribing a book. When I was young, books were expensive because paper was expensive."

Books are still not cheap now. A properly published book usually costs a gold coin. Many poor students would mortgage all their books to the school in exchange for tuition fees, and slowly repay them after graduation. That’s why novels from Fenika are mostly borrowed.

Sylas took the small box from her hand, and the two returned to the Mage Guild. A whole new set of staff was there (rumor has it that some died and some got injured, with the wounded still on vacation). When Xerath was signing at the counter, Sylas overheard the staff whispering and quietly discussing her name.

Xerath leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I think they definitely hate you."

"Why?"

"It’s because of your Mage Guild that we were attacked."

Sylas fought back, unwilling to show weakness, "It’s because of you!"

Xerath chuckled softly and walked into the teleportation array with two mages who were charging their powers, and they all silently went their separate ways upon reaching Tabletop Mountain City. This solitude was probably the norm among mages.

The place to buy carriages has always been near the place where horses are sold, which is usually close to the Hunter’s Guild. Pegasus is one of the miracle horses, while the other two are the muscular but non-flying "Earthsplitter" and the extremely rare "Unicorn."

The two mages dressed in mage robes walked into the carriage shop and naturally received courteous treatment because mages are often associated with being wealthy, especially Sylas, whose collar was embroidered with four-color silk threads.

Xerath cunningly put on a mage robe without any embroidery and Sylas was mistaken for the higher-ranking one. The well-dressed carriage shop owner diligently escorted her and introduced the carriages.

"Are you going on a long journey? Need a comfortable ride? This one is perfect! The roof is one solid piece, made of weathered zinc, matching the color of the carriage! You can place luggage on top, and the carriage itself has special shock absorption, so it won’t be too bumpy on rough roads. It’s much better than those cheap ones! The high chassis also makes it suitable for most roads, so it won’t get stuck because of rocks blocking the way."

Sylas glanced at the price tag, five hundred gold coins, and was amazed, thinking that she could buy Xerath’s hardcover hand-copied book with that.

He opened the door and said, "There’s even a small table inside! The most uncomfortable thing during long journeys is having to sit all the time, but now you can lie on the table and read!"

Sylas smiled and said, "If I just read books, I don’t need a desk."

"Oh…you two are wizards…but it’s okay! Um…look, there’s a little secret hidden under the seat. After pulling it open, connect the sides and then unfold the cushion~" He eagerly unfolded the cushion, assembling it into a bed. There was a special groove in the middle to support the table, which could be perfectly transformed into a bed. Once a mattress was laid on top, you could indeed have a good sleep.

"Other carriages don’t have this kind of design! Usually, you have to get off the carriage and set up a tent to sleep."

Sylas asked her softly, "What do you think?"

Xerath shrugged, "It’s very appealing."

The shopkeeper couldn’t help but say, "We also provide a set of spare wheels. If one wheel accidentally gets damaged, we have tools that will allow you to replace it by yourself. Even if you’re a lady, you won’t dirty your hands while fiddling with these little things."

He quickly instructed the shop assistant to bring out a set of tools and showcased the spare wheels covered in brass. However, seeing that Sylas remained unmoved, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you buy now, we can also throw in a chauffeur’s salary for thirty days!"

Sylas turned to Xerath and asked, "What does that mean?"

Xerath whispered, "Simply put, it’s a free chauffeur for you to use for thirty days."

"No, I don’t want to." She quickly refused, refusing anyone to intrude into their own world, even Virgil was not allowed.

"Oh, you don’t want it? Ah, you have your own coachman at home?"

Sylas shook her head.

"Do you want to drive the carriage yourself then?"

"Um…" Although Xerath said the same thing this morning, but… she suddenly found it difficult to determine if Xerath was joking or not. She secretly glanced at Xerath for help, but only received a wink.

The experienced carriage shop owner keenly noticed her dilemma and said, "However, we have a type of lightweight and agile carriage," unable to help wiping the sweat from his forehead, he opened the carriage door, inside it was indeed much simpler, without the design to open into a bed. It was obvious that everyone assumed the need to travel long distances and sleep together in the carriage was almost impossible with an Earth Child as the driver. And the few magicians who can drive a carriage with an Earth Child rarely travel long distances. "You can use an Earth Child to drive, but… you know, very few people do it, so this type of special harness is very rare."

Marco is taller than a single Earth Child, and Earth Children rarely exceed the height of their shoulders, not to mention adding the height of their heads, so the harnesses are completely unsuitable. Most carriages can simply pass over the top of an Earth Child.

Xerath lowered her head and quickly said, "I told you, if you don’t choose a coachman, then you have to drive the carriage yourself."

"Is there no way to modify it?"

"Unfortunately, this one cannot be modified."

Sylas really wants the feature that allows them to sleep together.

"You have to make a decision, Sylas. Drive yourself or choose a car that an Earth Child can pull?" Xerath approached her and asked.

"I choose, I choose to learn how to drive…" Sylas answered in a very embarrassed manner.

Xerath laughed and said to the boss, "Then I’ll take this one."

The boss was still in shock that a young girl wanted to learn how to drive, but Xerath made a request, "I hope the accessories you mentioned can be properly attached to the car, especially the gifted wheels. We might really need those. Also, I would like better fabric cushions. I don’t like leather. I also don’t want this car to have any issues on the road. It’s a display model, right? Do you have a brand new one?"

The boss seemed to give up on explaining and had a strong assistant bring a new car from the warehouse. The boss personally placed the promised accessories on the car and said that if they took our receipt to the neighboring stable, they would get a 40% discount. Sylas was ready to leave with the receipt, but the archmage stopped her and said with a smile, "Did you really think I would let you go drive?"

"But you… didn’t you just say…"

Xerath smiled and extended a hand while walking past the front of the carriage. They tore open a rift in space and a slightly larger Earth Child fell out from it, their body wedged between the shafts. They pushed against the front crossbar and the carriage started moving.