Cortez is relatively far away from Haifa.

The southern border of Haifa is not long. It is the mouth of a western mountain range extending westward. It is an upright cliff that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Therefore, most of the monsters coming out of the super prairie between Haifa and Cortez are attacking Cortez.

The people of Cortez are troubled by the thought of Hefa Sardo.

It was clear that he was a noble who failed in the internal struggle of his own country, but went out to build a country, and ended up living a more comfortable life than Cortez himself.

Now, it's in their hands!

Due to the tradition of nobility, we cannot deprive those people of their nobility titles, but we can prevent them from entering our country! Don't come in if you don't have money.

Do you want a fief? Cortez's own nobles can't arrange it. Without a duke's net worth, don't want a baron's fief.

Hill looked at this briefing that was full of money and sympathized with the nobles of Haifa Sardo.

However, Cortez's bottom line is not very high. The level of Grand Knight can be reached through hard work.

And since they are nobles, they are all knights!

Since he can awaken, he will not be unable to reach the Great Knight.

The result of laziness is no power. Without power, there is no status or money. This is the naked rule of the nobility. Cortez's actions are completely based on the bottom line of the nobility tradition. Although he is greedy, he cannot be blamed.

As for the Heavenly Knight, it was an honor for Cortez to be able to go there.

Which heavenly knight doesn’t have a high-level territorial order in his hand?

As long as the territory is established, a few more senior knights can sustain it.

Those who can go to Cortez are those whose descendants are really bad, so they are also very popular.

After all, the new bloodline of the Heavenly Knights is the best choice for marriage.

Turn to the back of Hill, and you will see the chaotic situation after Hafa Sardo's defeat in the Noble Temple.

The nobles were scheming among themselves, shirking their responsibilities, hoping to find a few scapegoats other than the king to give to William.

After struggling for a long time, the king overturned the table and left together.

That's good too. As long as ordinary civilians survive this period of turmoil, their lives will be easier.

The nobles all run as fast as possible. No matter how hard you scratch the civilians, you won't be able to get much out of them, and it will waste a lot of time. The nobles who are running away have no time to care about it now, and there shouldn't be anything big happening in a short time.

At most, they are like the mage apprentices in the hall, at a loss as to what to do and living in embarrassment.

It's still spring, so be diligent and you won't starve to death.

As long as you can survive.

Putting away the briefing, Hill decided to leave directly and wait until Haifa Saldo came back to visit.

Hill picked up the rattle on the table in the reception room and shook it gently a few times.

The two apprentices came in quickly and stood respectfully with their hands lowered, waiting for instructions.

"Does the Mage Association have any books for sale?" Hill asked calmly.

"There are many, but not all of them are spell books." The male apprentice replied, "We don't have a church of knowledge here. The nobles all sold the books to the association before they left."

Hill was simply astonished. Not entirely, but also, a mage actually sold the spell book before escaping?

"Why are there spell books for sale?"

"Sir, are you a high-level mage who has a master?" said the female apprentice. "There are many low-level mage who hire their apprentices to copy spell books and sell them for money."

Copying spell books requires magic power. It would be good for an ordinary apprentice to copy one book a month, unless he does nothing but copy books! That's 3 or 4 books at most!

Hill asked in disbelief: "How much money can you make? Copying spell scrolls is better than this!"

The male apprentice said with some embarrassment: "He must know it himself, and he can teach it! And copying the spell scroll will fail!"

Hill felt that they looked at him like the emperor who didn't want to eat minced meat.

He asked calmly: "Is it much cheaper than the spell book in the Temple of Knowledge?"

"Yes, sir." The male apprentice replied, "Many mages only have a few spell books.

In Hefa Sardo, there are many people who have learned spells, and every city has several popular spells."

Is this still possible? Hill blinked: Why don't you go to Salar even though your life is so miserable? The nobles there welcome this little mage who knows a few magic tricks and several pharmaceutical technologies.

"There are very few Salar mages."

"Salar's reputation in Haifa Sardo is not very good." The male apprentice said hesitantly: "The founder of the country back then, His Majesty, was famous in Haifa for hating mages.

To this day, there are still rumors that the Salar royal family excludes mages and mages are in a very bad situation in Salar."

Hill had nothing to say.

"What now? Do you still think so? So everyone who can leave has left?"

"That's not true," the child said neatly, "There are too many undead, and they are all high-level. There is no way for ordinary mages to survive, so they might as well go to Cortez."

Hill shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay. This is also a reason. Bring me all the books. As long as I don't have them, I want them all!"

The two looked at each other hesitantly: "Can you ask other apprentices to help?"

It seems quite a lot.

Hill knew that he was not a local and it was best not to go to their warehouse, so he nodded in agreement.

He placed a row of primary magic potions on the table and told the two apprentices: "Give it once and take one bottle."

Sure enough, these two children would rather have more food by themselves, so they only called 4 or 5 people.
Chapter completed!