Imperial calendar, 225 years.

Xipia grassland is said to be named in memory of xipia, a tiger hero.

The strong wind blows with a cold feeling.

A foreigner in a black cloak slowly approached the tent of a small tribe.

"Who?"

A rough voice came from the tent.

The curtain was lifted and a tiger man with thick brown hair and a figure of "King" on his forehead emerged.

He had a strong upper body and wore a robe covering one shoulder.

The tent was warm and several tiger cubs were playing.

"Hello, my name is rich. I'm a traveler from a distance. I want to spend the night."

Rich felt out a small piece of gold. "I'll pay."

"It's a visitor from other places. Come in..."

The tiger man grinned and a smile appeared on his face: "as for the reward, we grassland tiger people are the most hospitable. Don't tell me this..."

He invited rich into the tent and yelled at his partner. A female tiger man went to get a pot of mutton.

Although there is not much seasoning, the meat is solid.

"Thank you..."

Rich frowned, but still grabbed it and ate.

The tiger man gave the horse milk wine again and scolded the little tiger who wanted to rush over: "the guests laughed. They haven't seen humans. I only saw some when I served in the northern aristocracy..."

"I was a retired veteran. I was also born in Beidi and came from Xinghu..." rich smiled.

"So, visitor, what are you going to do when you come to the grassland so far?"

The tiger man asked curiously, "if there is any need... I barber will definitely help you."

"To tell you the truth... I am a magician. After finishing my studies and breaking through the rank, I accepted the task of the college to come to the north to spread the true meaning of magic and build a magician Tower!"

Rich drank a horse milk wine and murmured.

"Magician? Are you the legendary mystic, sir?"

Barber stared: "so... Do you really master the power of... Magic?"

Rich smiled and let a light emerge between his fingers.

For a moment, the tent was completely quiet.

Even those little tiger cubs clung to each other and lost their ability to speak.

"This is really... Too neglect!"

Barber was at a loss and wanted to salute.

"You don't have to..."

Rich accepted the magic and smiled. His heart was actually full of bitterness.

The time when he became an apprentice and studied magic was the happiest day of his life.

After graduation, I don't know whether it was for the beautiful image in his heart or something else. He resolutely chose to stay in school to teach. Anyway, he couldn't inherit his family property when he went back.

But the blow followed.

Lindsay married Emperor Justinian and became the most noble Queen.

Rich could only cry silently in the dark, and immediately prepared to leave the college and start traveling after being promoted to level 4 magician.

Before leaving the school, many magicians obtained the construction technology of the mage tower from Elia and were ready to return to their own territory or build it in the wild mountains.

After all, it is not only a powerful guarantee, but also a laboratory and alchemy platform, which is very useful for the progress of magicians.

To tell you the truth, a high-level magician like rich left the college, which caused a great sensation at that time.

And his choice is even more so.

He did not choose to stay in the imperial capital, even if some great nobles offered very rich chips to attract him to become a family minister, and even the royal family promised to be canonized as an aristocrat.

But rich still resolutely left the sad place and didn't go home. Instead, he subconsciously wanted to stay away from everything.

Unknowingly, he took the task and came to the grassland in the far north.

Here, he saw a completely different side of the Empire.

No matter how fair and just Jupiter is, he is a human after all, and the second generation Justinian the great is also a pure human.

This makes the human supremacy in the empire begin to rise.

At the same time, the orcs can only live in the barren north and bear various natural disasters year after year.

For example, the "white disaster", that is, the snow disaster, according to barber the tiger man, once it occurs, many small tribes will become extinct!

Even for large tribes, it is normal for more than half of them to be killed or injured.

Even so, those greedy human nobles are still expanding northward and eroding the orc territory!

"Superstring warriors and magicians, the two major power systems, are clearly and secretly restricted from spreading to orcs... Especially the magician system, orcs with relatively simple thinking, it is difficult to master the power of magic!"

Rich thought to himself.

The human nobility is greedy and despicable.

In the grasslands of the far north, he was treated well by the simple orcs.

All this made him make up his mind.

"I want to spread civilization to the grassland and do my best to protect one side!"

Thinking of this, rich said to barber, "do you want to... Get out of the scourge?"

"Unless you go south, you can't get out of the range of white hair style..." the tiger man replied with a wry smile and stroked his child's head.

"I just said that I'm going to build a mage tower here. It's true!"

Rich solemnly said: "as long as you have a mage tower, you can get the protection of magic. Maybe it won't change the environment, but it's more than enough to protect one or two small tribes... You can get a warm environment in winter. Moreover, the power of magic can make plants grow faster and animals get more feed. You don't have to worry about starving people in the coming year..."

"Of course, I can't do this alone, but I can teach students, let them teach more students, and build the grassland into a rich land."

Rich said, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

This is indeed his hope.

If you can do this, you can live up to your life goal.

Magic does not necessarily bring harm, but more beauty!

"Never afraid of white disaster?"

Hearing this, barber's tiger eyes had some tears: "Dear magician, if you can do this, you will not only be the benefactor of our family, but all the people of the grassland will serve you as the greatest and most respectable person... But be careful, there are corpses and ghosts in the ice and snow, which have caused terrible disasters."

"Corpse ghost?"

Rich inquired curiously and heard a northern legend.

It is said that in the ice and snow in the far north, there are "corpses". They are a group of blue eyed monsters who can manipulate the power of ice and snow.

Every few years in winter, they will go south and bring terrible disasters to the grassland.

"Interesting!"

Rich smiled disapprovingly: "don't say whether ghouls really exist, even if they exist, they must submit to the power of magic!"