"This waterline, two Kingtons a week." On the dock, a middle-aged tax officer walked up to the ship, first observed the waterline of the ship, and then said.

The tax officer was the first mate on the ship. If there was no extra reason, the first mate presented two round coins the size of a golden thumb.

On the front of the gold coin is a picture of a carriage representing business, and on the back is a picture of a golden wheat straw that represents food.

Kingsso, the most popular currency in the East Coast region.

The golden shield requested by the tax officer is the national currency of the Kingdom of Manhattan, a country to which the Port of Morinton belongs. The first mate paid the gold rope with a stronger purchasing power. On the other hand, it also means bribery.

The two gold ropes are roughly worth two and a half gold shields, and this tax officer has something to make.

Giving the first lieutenant a complimentary look, the tax officer took his account book and held his head up and went to the next stop to collect taxes.

"I didn't expect that ordinary people on the East Coast also had such great power." Locke said in surprise, touching his chin.

The first mate's fighting spirit is at the high-level attendant level, while the tax officer is a complete ordinary person, but the hierarchy relationship between the two is exchanged here.

"Knowledge determines destiny!" A sudden sigh beside him frightened Locke.

The person who could approach him silently was indeed the official magician Pearson on the ship.

Today, the master did not wear his usual hat, but wore a mage robe, with an eye mask on one eye and a pair of single-frame glasses on the other. Not only did he not mean anything wrong, but he gave Locke a sense of erudition.

This reason is related to the strength of Master Pearson's first-level magician and the knowledge accumulated over hundreds of years.

Today's dressing has transformed Master Pearson from an unkind and mysterious formal magician image into a erudite wise old man.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, just like that.

Through Master Pearson's casual guidance, Locke realized that in this area of ​​the East Coast, arithmetic and literacy are essential skills for ordinary people to live a good life.

Farmers cannot live a good life here because there is not much fertile land for the common people to cultivate.

Business and transactions are the mainstream here.

Thinking of the social atmosphere here, it is not difficult for Locke to understand why an ordinary person can find high-level servant-level strong men to collect taxes with confidence.

Seeing that the first mate was still looking at the tax officer with envy, Locke supported the head, was it really knowledge that determines his destiny?

Knowing that the ship was loaded with revitalized goblins, Locke did not drag him away and took Christine and Raffie off the ship.

The Holy Tower sent a formal magician to bring so many revitalized fairies to the East Coast, and there must be a decisive transaction from the Holy Tower. Locke has a close relationship with the Holy Tower. After all, he is still a knight, so it is better to be clear about this kind of thing.

"This is the business card of the Brian Chamber of Commerce. If you want to return to the Western Islands, go to this Chamber of Commerce for help." Magician Pearson took out a piece of silver-burned cardboard and handed it to Locke.

Locke carefully caught it. It seemed that this Brian Chamber of Commerce was a secret deck arranged on the east coast of the three western islands.

After saying goodbye to Master Pearson, Locke and his two daughters walked onto the streets of Morrington Harbor.

Although Morrington Port is a port, in Locke's view, both in area and population are close to the level of a provincial capital of the Omor Empire.

There are many patrol soldiers on the street. Judging from the strength of those soldiers, most of them are ordinary people. Occasionally, there are two entry-level attendants, and the leading captains are low-level attendants.

From this point of view, the general level of human knights here is similar or slightly stronger than that of the Western Islands.

The Locke and the other two who had just stepped into the port of Morrington did not attract the attention of the patrol soldiers.

Their dresses are very different from those of the residents here, but the caravans and steamers coming and going at Port Morrington every day are more than tens of millions, even the more uncommon clothing habits, people here have seen them.

On the street, these soldiers were to prevent people from causing trouble. Every inch of land at Morinton Harbor was worth every inch, and some desperate people took risks; on the other hand, they inspected wanderers without status and status.

Lock and the other two had no identity, but judging from their clothes, they could never be beggars and wanderers, and these soldiers never came from being boring.

"Brother, where are we going first?" Christine asked excitedly. Everything on Morrington's street aroused the little girl's great curiosity.

There is actually a magic shop here, which is in Princeton, the imperial capital of the Omor Empire. This kind of store that specializes in serving magicians is also very rare.

"Go to get an identity first, and then exchange for some gold coins here." Locke said.

The administrative district of Port Morinton is located in the southeast of the town. It is the first area to develop in Port Morinton. The roads on the ground are paved with white marble bricks.

"Hello, what level of identity do you need?" asked a formally dressed official politely in a room in the city hall.

The officials working in the city hall have developed a good look.

Locke and Christine began to walk in, showing their extraordinaryness from their walking posture, expression and subtle movements.

It is either rich or noble, this is the staff’s evaluation.

In addition, the strength of Locke's Quasi Knight also needs to make this group of officials face it a little bit.

How did they know Locke's strength? The town hall is naturally equipped with a set of props to obtain the true strength of others.

To show importance, the city hall official took them to a separate room to discuss.

Facts have proved that this official's approach was extremely correct.

A whole box of gold bars was moved out of the space ring by Locke.

"What level of knight do you want? The knight's knight requires five thousand gold ropes, 10,000 lords, and 20,000 lords." The young official licked his dry lips.

The value of the box of gold bars in front of me is enough to be 30,000 gold ropes.

"I want a baron, and you can exchange all the remaining money for gold ropes." Locke said word by word.

"Then these two ladies?" asked the young official.

There is a situation where women inherit the title on the East Coast. The famous female grandfather has several calendars, but Locke doesn't know it.

"They're just fine with their ordinary identities," said Locke.

They didn't come out this time, they just wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Okay, please wait." said the young official.

When they did this, the car was so easy to get to the point. Locke had only tasted half of a cup of tea, and all the regulations were completed.

When the medals and documents representing the Baron were neatly placed in front of Locke, Locke understood the reality of the East Coast.

It turns out that knowledge determines destiny, but also the rule that money is supreme.

"Is this lady a noble magician?" the official asked respectfully.

He refers to the bored Christine sitting next to Locke.

Christine's clothes are very different from Locke and Rafi. She is wrapped in a light red robe, very similar to the magician, and she deals with various people all year round. This official can observe Christine's different side from ordinary people.

"Yes, I am." Christine said in a daze. She did not release her magic. How did this ordinary official see that it was?

"On the East Coast, noble magicians can directly have the lord position when they reach the intermediate apprenticeship. What is your magic level? Can you show us your level proof?" The attendant finished speaking in one breath. It seemed that he had said this to people a lot.

Christine did not have a hierarchy to show this official. She used a beautiful firewall, which accurately controlled the magic, so that the powerful firewall did not damage anything in the room.

Seeing this, the official did not say nonsense and took out a lord's medal and document and handed over it. It was prepared long ago.

Firewall is the signature magic of the intermediate apprentice, with offense and defense as one. On the East Coast, even ordinary people like him know it.

The more noble status of plain white, Christine was very excited and looked around with her medal for a long time.

"Let's find a place to live first." Locke said. In his opinion, this medal was worthless.

If you don’t give you a medal, it means you are a noble. Aristocrats have accumulated over the years and represent their rights and identities.

Locke and others who had no own manor and power, no people and land, spent tens of thousands of gold ropes, now they have the status of a nobleman at best.

But that's enough.

The Red Leaf Tavern, the iconic store name, made Rock stand on the street and record the tavern at a glance.

The prosperity of the Port of Morrington has made many taverns work part-time as hotels.

After inquiring, Locke and the other two asked for an extra-large room on the second floor.

When I first came to a strange place, it would be better for the three of them to live together. Locke did not deny that he had other minor thoughts.

Rafi has no opinion on such things, and Christine only listens to Locke's words, of course it's up to Locke to decide.

"The treatment here seems to be particularly generous to the magician." In the room, Locke felt thoughtful while touching Christine's noble medal.

It is good for magicians, but in other words, it does not treat the knights too much special.

With the strength of Locke's quasi-knight, no matter which country in the Western islands, if you want a title, you can at least get a viscount, but here, he still needs to spend money to get a baron.

Christine doesn't need to do anything, and if you feel at ease to become a mid-level magic apprentice, you will have a title delivered to you.

"Is the magician's status higher than that of the Knight?" Locke said in his heart. He was not sure whether this was the case in the Kingdom of Manhattan, which belongs to the Port of Morrington, or on the East Coast.

Or, it’s the case for the entire Wizard Continent?!

This is the birthplace of magic and the most prosperous and powerful place in the wizard world.
Chapter completed!