Chapter 468: RPG's Golden Rule 3
A tall tower stood in the city center, surrounded by buildings crammed tightly together. From towering Magic Tower branches that abandoned the traditional tower shape to luxurious merchant buildings and shabby craftsmen's workshops, there was zero uniformity in the architecture.
This made sense, since the original tower appeared in the middle of nowhere, and the city grew organically as people gathered around it.
The fortunate thing was that this 'tower' hadn't sprouted up awkwardly on the side of the northern mountain range like a cookie stick stuck in soft-serve ice cream. The fact it appeared in a temperate central region with pleasant weather, especially on flat ground, was probably one reason the city formed here.
"This is the street where all the alchemists' workshops are gathered, right?"
"Yeah. Seems you're more familiar with it than me now?"
"Of course, I've been here quite often."
The Magic Tower was built to study the tower, guilds formed as mercenaries and adventurers gathered, markets appeared as merchants came to sell supplies, and craftsmen showed up to buy tower byproducts.
Then there was this gloomy back alley where those who lost the competition between Magic Tower mages and street workshops huddled together, dreaming of future success.
Looking at it, you'd expect thieves and thugs to jump out with cliché lines like "Hey mister, nice stuff~" or "Hand over everything! Including the woman!" But unfortunately no such events occurred.
