Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 1292 Entering Bayam For the First Time

After the huge ship belonging to the Resistance docked, all of the City of Silver citizens changed into round-neck shirts, brown jackets, pantaloons, and dark-colored caps before following Oracle Danitz down the ship. They prepared to pass through the dock to enter the City of Generosity Bayam. Those clothes had been prepared beforehand.

“It’s really uncomfortable wearing this. It’s not suitable for battle…” As he walked, Liaval moved his limbs and whispered to Elder Derrick.

Derrick nodded slightly and said, “But it’s better to hide ourselves and not be too eye-catching. We don’t want to become the focus of attention.”

Derrick’s analysis wasn’t a problem at all. After all, they were outsiders and they only numbered twenty-one people. It was best if they didn’t attract the attention of others, but he seemed to have forgotten a crucial detail.

“B-but, they’re all looking at us…” Candice quickly surveyed the area and whispered.

The workers who were dressed crudely or half-naked at the pier all looked over at the tourists who wore all kinds of getups.

“They’re tall…” A Bayam resident with bronze skin and slightly curly hair could not help but sigh.

His height was only around 160. This was the height of all the male commoners in the current colonial era. As for the people of the City of Silver, other than Derrick, who was only slightly over two meters tall, the rest were on average above 2.3 meters. The tallest of them exceeded 2.5 meters.

To have such half-giants walk through the docks amidst the crowd was equally eye-catching no matter what they wore.

“Feysacians?” A Loenese in a top hat and formal suit turned his head to gossip with his companion. “Has the slave trade begun again?”

He believed that the City of Silver entourage were Feysacian slaves that the Rorsted government had bought from the Loen Kingdom. After all, in this world, the only ones he could think of who had such heights in such numbers were the barbarians who claimed to be descendants of giants.

His partner shook his head and frowned.

“It doesn’t seem like the case. Most Feysacians have light-blue eyes. Furthermore, even if they are Feysacian, few of them exceed two meters in height. Un-unless these are nobles or high-ranking prisoners of war…”

Although Feysac didn’t have a clear rule, in all kinds of industries, especially in the military, there was a phenomenon that one’s height determined one’s status. Of course, this wasn’t the only condition. It was also a combination of family background, nobility, and ranks.

Due to such “traditions,” the descendants of Feysacian royalty and the military brass were generally taller than two meters.

This was actually a superficial phenomenon that, at its essence, was an influence of their Beyonder characteristics.

definitely reach the “standard” height. Those who chose the Red Priest pathway would also have a certain increase in height. However, the signs weren’t as obvious in their early stages as those from the Giant pathway, and the total increase in height was only

had marital alliances with “giants.” Regardless of whether they inherited the Beyonder characteristics, the corresponding genes accumulated over generations would definitely allow

Giant pathway’s potion formulas, and those who had a certain heritage, tend to be in the same situation as the residents of the City of

Red Priest pathway maintained the heights of their descendants through marital

scrutinized by numerous gazes, felt increasingly uneasy. It was as if they had returned to the cursed land where

said to the members of the reconnaissance team, “They don’t have any

city and how he knew that he had arrived, Derrick no longer felt isolated

he didn’t trust the messenger that Mr. Fool had appointed, but that he believed that he didn’t want to trouble a god as

problems, Derrick was ultimately unfamiliar with the outside world, so he wasn’t too confident. At this moment, to have an experienced, trustable, extremely intelligent “native”

with him on the surface because he belonged to another faction. He wasn’t a believer of Sea God, so if

reason and suitable opportunities to meet… Derrick thought

his thoughts, he and the members of the City of Silver’s reconnaissance team followed Danitz out of the dock and arrived

more people than before

glance, there were countless people dressed in strange clothes with all kinds of unique characteristics. Some were in a hurry, others were strolling leisurely,

smell of the various spices that filled the streets made people of the City of Silver feel like they

this was indeed

used to such a scene, everyone

the sunlight in one’s soul, reflecting the

reproduce in the future? Derrick, Liaval, Candice, and the others subconsciously had similar thoughts. They felt a little uneasy but didn’t

faces which had been stunned silly by Bayam’s bustling scene in satisfaction as he inwardly muttered, This is only Bayam. If you

he was now Mr. Fool’s

to a rather luxurious hotel, Danitz gestured for the crew to handle the check-in as he spoke in

stay here for one night and leave the city

will build your city has been arranged. It’s on the other side of the forest. There’s a natural harbor and a few roads that lead to Bayam. Heh, roads to

Tarot Gathering, knew what it meant. He nodded gratefully and inwardly praised Mr.

Danitz continued,

needed for some basic facilities such as water pipes and gas pipes. When you begin building houses, we’ll send

corresponding construction materials and temporary tents have been prepared for you. Thank Mr. Fool. Uh, there’s also the help of the Church of the Lord of Storms in this matter. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to purchase so much material.

the outside world weren’t comprehensive enough. What they didn’t expect was that the Church of

understand what was