Next to the coastline of the distant northern border, wind from the sea blew blew across the wide and flat Pier No. 1. Bulk goods were neatly stacked in the stack area next to the dock. Large-scale engineering machinery driven by magic engines and weight loss runes were busy next to the stack area, transferring more goods to the platform in the preload and unloading area.

A huge bell tower stands on the border of the city near the dock. The huge mechanical dial on the top is shining in the sun. The exquisite copper gears are rotating in the transparent crystal window. The hand with beautiful hollow patterns is slowly pointing to the highest point of the dial. Below the bell tower, the large magic net terminal on the edge of the square is playing to the public. The holographic projection above the magic net terminal presents a real-time image from the conference venue No. 112 - the big people are sitting under the solemn stone pillar, and the voice of an off-site commentator is heard outside the picture.

A beautiful and grand ship was docking at the edge of Pier 1. The ship had a metal shell and magic wings extending obliquely above, and the rune's glory slowly wandered in some places on the surface of the ship's hull. Above the ship, there was a flag symbolizing the Ogure Tribe, flying in the wind. This ship came from the distant White Feather Wharf, designed and manufactured by the Beigang Empire Shipyard, and ordered it was a wealthy merchant from Momwood, who had been engaged in several trade activities between Momwood and Beigang for a while, and was preparing for the last voyage of this week.

And further afield, there are more merchant ships of all sizes docked next to docks at all levels. They hang the flags of Cecil, the Ogure Tribe or the Holy Dragon Principality. Some carry obvious traces of old-style ship transformation, and some are completely new modern ships. However, regardless of their shape, they share common characteristics: high-rise magic wings, and protection systems used to deal with harsh sea environments and improve elemental resistance. The bows of some of the ships also have holy waves representing the power of the storm, which means that they will be protected by Naga technicians during their voyage. When entering the waters near the far sea, these "official ships" will become the core of a trade fleet, providing disorderly turbulence warning services for the entire fleet.

A short gray elf with short gray hair stood in the square next to the pier. He was wearing a small black dress and a special tall top hat, holding a hardwood cane with light silver patterns in his hand. He was tilting his head and staring at the holographic projection floating next to the bell tower. In the cold sea breeze of Beigang, the gray elf businessman still relaxed his neck tie from time to time, looking anxious and excited.

Many people, like him, were watching the broadcast projection from afar at the edge of the square with all their concentration. They included local merchants from Cecil, gray elves or orcs from the Auguri area, dragon descendants from the Holy Dragon Principality, and even elves dressed in mercenaries and mountain people. These people came from all over the world and from different races, but they were all paying attention to the same scene at this moment.

"It's coming soon...It's coming soon..." The short gray elf businessman didn't know how many times he pulled his collar and muttered in a low voice.

A brunette woman dressed in a sailor next to him couldn't help but look down at him and reminded him: "You have said this for the sixth time, be patient, sir - we are all waiting."

"I've been waiting since yesterday!" The gray elf shook his body left and right, and his two casters were stepping on the ground. "Damn, I even plan to set up a tent here... Unfortunately, the sheriff won't let..."

The woman did not respond. She looked up not far away and saw the patrolling North Port security team stopping at a nearby intersection. A red-haired female sheriff riding on a horse was just turning her eyes to this side, with alertness and attention in her eyes.

Further apart, a group of dock workers who were resting seemed to have finished chatting and were walking towards the pier one after another.

Over the large magic network terminal on the edge of the square, the holographic projection screen was switching from an indoor studio to the outdoor scene of the venue again. The voice from outside the screen was announcing with a hint of excitement: "Just just now, the vote on the launch of the mainland route and the entry into force of the relevant marine trade bill was passed unanimously..."

The square was quiet for about a second, and suddenly someone shouted: "The bill has been passed! The bill has been passed!"

The female sailor narrowed her eyes. She heard cheers coming from all directions, and many people were clamoring. The short gray elf was screaming and running to the distance, yelling loudly at an assistant standing on the edge of the crowd: "Mark! Go load the ship! Let them load the ship immediately! The cargo list is passed!!

"Hurry up and let Nina get the new version of the pass... No, damn, I'll go in person and let Nina go to the customs office. Now you can sign it!"

In the holographic projection above the Magic Net terminal, flags were shining brightly in the sunlight, and the excited voice was still explaining quickly outside the screen: "... After the bill comes into effect, the original list of trade permits will be expanded six times, and the ocean route will also be open to the public. It is said that merchants in the Beigang area have been waiting for this good news several days ago...

"According to the agenda of the meeting, the heads of state or plenipotentiary ambassadors will vote on the establishment of the Food Commission next. This special proposal aims to provide necessary assistance to our new allies, the dragon from Tarlond, and to establish a foundation for order for countries within the alliance to help each other in the future and jointly resolve the problem of global hunger...

“…Next let’s turn the picture to…”

The program is still continuing, but half of the merchants in the square have dispersed. Too many people have been waiting for this news in this port for too long, and there are still many who are still sticking to it. Some of them are doing other businesses and pay more attention to other subsequent international resolutions, while others are just watching the lively local citizens. Now the interest is in full swing - the last small part is travelers from the Duchy of Holy Dragons. These dragon descendants with dragon blood are all focused on watching the program. Some of them have unconsciously turned into vertical pupils symbolizing the dragon, but they seem to be unaware of it.

The black-haired female sailor watched the scene quietly, although she looked like a staff member on a nearby merchant ship, but she remained motionless as the merchants scattered - she cleverly kept a distance from everyone around her, but maintained an unobtrusive level.

"...A Marine Trade Act was passed, and the merchants on the scene were greatly encouraged... This was a situation that had never been seen before. These people from various countries and races seemed to be connected at once. A message from thousands of miles away disturbed the fate of so many people..."

The female sailor muttered softly, but her voice did not reach the ears of the second person nearby. A small amulet hung under her neck. The runes on the amulet flashed slightly in the shadows, emitting extremely secret fluctuations.

"Everything happens naturally, the direction of this world has changed... It is a change that has never been recorded since the establishment of the large library. The countries are being guided into a whole of interests. Its changes occur at an extremely macro level, but it seems to have affected ordinary people in the minor periods... Has such changes ever happened? In the old large library? Ah... that has nothing to do with us..."

The dragons gathered in the square had some small commotion. The black-haired female sailors raised their eyelids and looked over there, lowering their eyes again: "This time, even the dragons in Tallond have become a part of the vortex... They finally broke free from the cradle, and now they have returned to become a member of the mortal countries. The fate of the dragons has changed a lot. There will be two kinds of dragons in this world at the same time... The future? The future is unpredictable... and we will never be in the future.

"It's time to end the communication - I know, but there is no way. There are devices everywhere that monitor illegal magic fluctuations. I didn't carry protective runes that could hide from the monitoring towers for a long time. That's it, contact us next time."

The black-haired sailor said quickly, then walked towards the intersection not far away. Her figure shook for a moment while walking. A black cloak was thrown on her shoulders at some point. The shadow under the cloak quickly became richer, and her face was swallowed by the shadow, as if the cloak had instantly turned into nothingness.

No one noticed when this figure disappeared, but shortly after she disappeared, a team of security patrol members quickly came to the near the magic network terminal. A tall sheriff frowned and glanced at the square without any abnormality, while another red-haired female sheriff made a confused voice: "Strange... The surveillance office just reported that it was here that the unregistered mana fluctuations were sensed..."

"What type of fluctuation is it?" asked the tall sheriff in a deep voice, "How long has it lasted?"

The red-haired female sheriff looked serious: "The report said it looked like some kind of communication spell - a fine magic fluctuation pointed to the north, but only a few seconds were detected, and there was only a very weak magic reaction."

"North? The north is the country of those wizards. To the north is the legendary dragon kingdom... but it may also point to the peninsula of the Holy Dragon Principality," the tall sheriff touched his chin, shook his head after thinking for a while, "In short, let's report up. Recently, it may need to increase the scanning frequency and sensitivity of the magic detection device in the city. Now is the most critical time since the opening of Beigang. Maybe some force spies want to infiltrate in and cause trouble."

...

On the other side of the northern strait, a huge island stands quietly in the sea surrounded by ocean currents. On this island, there is a country that is independent and independent. The wizards live here, enjoying the tranquility and undisturbed years on this land that seems to be a hidden country, and with some seemingly transcendent eyes, watching the countries on the continent separated from them, watching the ups and downs of the times.

On the edge of this huge island, several cities undulate along the terrain, tower buildings with dark colors and towering exterior walls stand like guards on the top of the coastal cliffs; cross these cities inward, the inland areas of the island are covered with vast forests and wastelands that seem to have never been reclaimed, between valleys, between cities and cities, and between cities and inland; cross these undeveloped areas inward, in the southwest of the center of the island, there is an extremely ancient and majestic city standing on the high ground surrounded by dense forests and river valleys.

This city has more towers than all other cities, with various heights and staggered heights. The new and old mage towers stand like a dense forest on every piece of land in the city. There are also a large number of sloping roofs. Dark exterior walls are densely clustered in the gaps between these towers and the city walls. These buildings seem to be stacked and filled the city, and even present a "sensation of superposition" as if layers of upward. The dense lines even give people an illusion, as if the layout of this city has violated geometric laws, and all buildings are partially overlapped in a way that cannot be established in three-dimensional space, layer after layer, cluster after cluster, challenging the rules of time and space, and challenging the tolerance of the world's material laws...

Only the most intelligent mage and the unique talent can find a trace of rules in this city with their vision and find the right way to a tower.

The City of Thousand Towers, the capital of the Violet Kingdom, the highest holy land and the institution of further study in the hearts of the mages. The magical power that has been blessed for thousands of years has even changed the time and space structure of the city, allowing the tower that far exceeds the limit of the city to stand inside its walls - as its name suggests.

Like other parts of the Violet Kingdom, the city is surrounded by dense forests, rivers and valleys, which look like there is no trace of development and it seems to be connected to the outside world without any roads.

In the central area of ​​the Thousand Towers City, the most majestic and huge mage tower, the "Dark Palace" stands on the top of a highland that cannot be reached through the road. Even though the sun is shining at this moment, the building composed of a huge main tower and a large number of sub-towers still seems to be shrouded in eternal shadows. Its exterior walls are coated with three gloomy colors, gray, black and purple. A large number of amethysts floating on its top is like a planetary array. A lilac magic cyclone can be seen in the sky above the crystal array. In the center of the cyclone, a looming eye occasionally appears - it is the "Eye of Night", which runs tirelessly, monitoring the movement of every inch of land in the entire Violet Kingdom.

In a room at the highest point in the dim palace, Prince Nash Nalt, the Secret Arts, left the platform where the Communication Crystal was located. The young man with black hair and black eyes came to a convex belly window overlooking the city, with a look of thought.

"...Is even the dragon free from that nightmare shackle... The changes in civilization this season are really beyond everyone's expectations..."

Prince Nash Nalt whispered to himself, and behind him, a figure suddenly emerged from the darkness.

The figure was indistinguishable from men and women, and his whole body seemed to be covered by hazy energy clouds. He bowed and saluted: "Sir, the mirror is unstable, and some shadows have penetrated from the 'over there'."

Prince Nash nodded: "Are you restless due to the recent changes... I know, I'll deal with it myself."
Chapter completed!