Chapter 171: Baiye Duchy

"This map is completely useless!" Muria, riding a giant wolf, held a blank parchment and then casually threw it into his storage ring without much disappointment.

Although he had exchanged a piece of high-grade transcendent metal for this map, the count who gave it to him had made it clear that it was a commercial map drawn by his business.

Such a map, clearly marking the positions and territorial extents of various countries on the continent of Ionia, satisfied Muria.

Now, having left Norton Kingdom and entered Baiye Duchy, Muria had just checked the map for Baiye Duchy. It only had an irregular pattern on the map representing its area, with a few cities' positions and labels.

Muria guessed these were the more famous cities of Baiye Duchy, thus marked on the map. As for other cities' markers, major roads, etc., all were blank.

"Kind of a loss." Muria muttered, looking up at the city encircled by black walls not far away, "I don't even know which city of Baiye Duchy this is. But no matter, I'll figure it out once I'm in the city and get another map."

"Um!" Riding the giant wolf, Muria looked around and cleared his throat, patting the giant wolf's nape, "Let's go, enter the city, don't block the road."

While Muria was checking the map and then gazing at the city, he had caused a bit of a traffic jam.

Because Muria, riding his giant wolf, just stood in the middle of the road, all passing caravans and adventure groups, upon seeing him, very consciously detoured, leaving a large space around him.

No one dared to come too close, nor did anyone step forward to complain about him blocking the road and causing traffic congestion. All the merchants and pedestrians, even if they had grievances, could only hold it in, not daring to make a peep.

And after Muria gradually moved away.

"Phew, he's finally gone." A small merchant blocked by Muria for a while exclaimed, "It's rare, a small place like Redleaf City actually has a strong person with a silver mount."

"Damn, just because he has a giant ferocious wolf, does he have to be so arrogant?" A similarly blocked adventurer muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with jealousy.

"If you're going to curse, you might as well speak louder." A merchant next to him teased with a smile.

"It's just because he's too arrogant, so I complained!" The adventurer shrank his neck, glancing in the direction Muria left, his eyes filled with a hint of fear.

"If you had a silver-level mount, you could be that arrogant too." On the lizard carriage, the merchant who had just sighed smiled, not at all upset about the time wasted due to the roadblock.

Power naturally comes with privileges!

...

"Ah, I thought I picked the weakest, smallest wolf from the pack to serve as a temporary mount, but it's still so noticeable."

Riding the giant wolf on the road into the city, Muria noticed the awe-filled gazes from passing pedestrians and caravans, his face showing a trace of helplessness. He had tried very hard to be low-key, but it was still so eye-catching.

Among the adventurers on the road, many had mounts, but they were generally ordinary creatures like horned horses. Of course, there were some special ones, like riding giant lizards, and even...

"There's actually someone riding a pig." Muria marveled at an approaching middle-aged adventurer riding a giant pig.

That was a giant pig, about the size of a normal horse, with fluffy mane and sharp tusks. The middle-aged man riding the pig, armored and wielding a hammer, looked quite decent, just a bit dark-skinned.

But this "pig knight," upon seeing Muria riding a wolf, immediately changed color.

Muria's wolf didn't look special, similar to ordinary ferocious wolves, all covered in dark blue fur.

But its length was twice that of a normal ferocious wolf, like a moving small house. Extremely oppressive.

"Go!" Seeing Muria riding a wolf, the "pig knight" didn't think twice, ready to give way and move aside. But what he didn't expect was that his usually well-coordinated pig companion suddenly failed him.

The pig's four sturdy legs trembled slightly. This seemingly fierce pig was scared by the dragonized giant wolf, and then a pungent stench of urine wafted with the wind, spreading on the road.

"Stop!" The giant wolf stopped a few meters in front of the pig knight, because its back neck fur was grabbed by that powerful and noble existence.

"Go around!" Muria's mouth twitched, looking at the almost collapsing pig, emitting a stench of urine, and shook his head, really useless, actually scared to pee.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, very sorry!" Watching the youth in a black robe riding the giant wolf, the "pig knight" showed an embarrassed but polite smile, continuously bowing and apologizing to Muria.

"Consider getting a new mount, or it will end up harming you!" Seeing the sweating black uncle, Muria glanced at the useless pig and rode the giant wolf around.

"I'm used to it, can't change." The black uncle smiled humbly, tactfully refusing Muria's suggestion.

Muria didn't mind; it was just a suggestion, after all. Faced with a most ordinary dragonized giant wolf, losing the ability to act, such a mount was indeed too wasteful.

Riding the giant wolf, Muria arrived at the city's gate, once again making the wolf beneath him stop, blocking the gate, then looked up at the about ten-meter-high dark purple city wall.

The soldiers guarding the gate, upon seeing Muria's appearance and actions, looked at each other, motionless, none coming forward to urge Muria to move quickly. Not to block the flow of people.

After all, they were gate guards, and they had the eyesight to tell that a youth riding a silver-level giant wolf was not someone they could afford to provoke.

Besides, the city gate was about ten meters wide. Although the giant wolf took up a third of the space with one squat, there was still a lot of room for people to pass through, though hardly anyone dared to walk past.

"The dark purple above is not its original color." Muria looked at the city wall, built from block after block of giant stones, and spoke softly. That was the blood of countless monsters, repeatedly splashed on it, coagulating over countless years, covering the original color of the bricks.

Just in Muria's view, every brick on the wall bore dense, large and small claw marks, telling of the fierce battles once waged atop the wall.

"The conflict between wilderness and civilization, huh!" Muria looked back, ignoring the bustling trade road behind him, with the rest being primeval forest. This wall was the boundary between wilderness and civilization.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the city guards, Muria, who had examined the wall for a few moments, rode the giant wolf leisurely into the city...

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