"Camel bells are dreams, the dust is home, where is the traveler’s heart?"
A gentle voice came from within the Camel Bell Squad. Even amidst the swirling sand, it reached Angel’s ears, clearly someone was speaking to him.
Upon hearing this sentence, Angel was full of confusion. What’s being said? Is this some kind of secret code?
Previously, he hadn’t heard that one needed a code to enter the Wizard Market of the Laksum Principality.
The Camel Bell Squad stopped not far away. Seeing Angel not responding for a long time, the woman who spoke tried to turn and leave on her camel.
However, at that moment, the leader of the Camel Bell Squad called the woman back, whispering, "Look at that man’s shoulder."
Not only the woman, but everyone in the Camel Bell Squad turned their gaze to Angel’s shoulder, where Dangross, in the form of a severed arm, was walking back and forth.
Seeing Dangross, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
The leader approached slowly with the Camel Bell Squad.
"Sir, are you headed to the Sandworm Market?"
Angel nodded.
"We are the guiding team for the Sandworm Market. Please, sir, do come up." As he spoke, an empty camel walked slowly over to Angel.
Angel originally wanted to say he could use the Gondola, but after thinking about it, he decided to ride. He had never ridden a camel before, so he figured it could be a rare experience.
After Angel mounted the camel, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Angel’s puzzled look, the leader explained, "Many Transcendents have their own means of transportation, so when asked to ride a camel, most refuse. We end up having to explain a lot, and some with bad tempers can even cause conflict with us... We wish they could use their own means, but to enter our Sandworm Market, the camel is the only beacon."
"Do you mean, if we use other means, we can’t enter the Sandworm Market?" Angel asked in confusion.
The leader smiled mysteriously, "You’ll understand this matter soon enough."
The Camel Bell Squad set off again, the camels seemingly slow-moving, yet Angel was astounded to find that every time the sandstorm blew, following the sound of camel bells, the squad seemed to leap through space, arriving at another unfamiliar place.
After several space jumps, Angel began to grasp why riding a camel was mandatory.
Every time a sandstorm appeared, the camels traversed an unknown extent of space. Using one’s own means of transportation in the boundless desert to keep pace with the camels was nearly impossible.
Understanding the process, Angel became intrigued by how the camels traveled through space.
He could confirm the camel he was sitting on had a slight touch of Transcendent nature, but it wasn’t enough to enable space jumping.
Angel shifted his gaze from the camels to the camel bells tied around each camel’s neck.
Although disguised outwardly, Angel could faintly perceive the extraordinary nature of those camel bells.
Seeing Angel examining the camel bells, the leader laughed, "Sir, you have a keen eye."
The leader always stayed by Angel’s side, wrapped head-to-toe, his appearance obscured, identified only as a gentleman.
"Those camel bells, are they the secret behind space jumping?" Angel asked.
The leader generously admitted, "Correct, each camel in our squad has such bells. Inside, an expert in spatial art has engraved a location teleporter. When a sandstorm hits, they absorb external energy to execute the teleportation."
After a pause, he continued, "Each bell contains a Blood Covenant, allowing only the Bound Covenant camels to use them, and these camels come from the Lawrence family at the Sandworm Market."
Though it seemed he was explaining to Angel, he was actually warning him not to covet the camel bells.
The leader’s timing was perfect... because Angel indeed had considered disassembling a bell to study it.
The Camel Bell Squad continued for several more minutes, jumping through space two or three more times, arriving at the second staging area.
This fixed platform had two people standing atop it, dressed similarly to the Camel Bell Squad, entirely wrapped, including their hair.
Clearly, they were also heading to the Sandworm Market.
"Camel bells are dreams, the dust is home, where is the traveler’s heart?" The gentle voice came again from the Camel Bell Squad.
The person at the front of the platform glanced left and right, unsure of what to do.
The one at the back stepped forward, kneeling and spoke reverently, "The heart is in the open sky, only Mesomyia’s glory remains unfallen."
"You may come, the other can leave on her own." The gentle voice made the judgment.
The one who answered the code quickly said, "She’s my attendant, could you let her accompany me?"
The Camel Bell Squad fell silent for a moment; the leader contemplated before nodding. Though the person answering the code seemed weak, who knows what connections he might have at the Sandworm Market. Better not to offend him if possible.
The two mounted the camels and drove themselves to the back, their bodies tense, evidently quite nervous.
The strongest in the Camel Bell Squad, the leader, a Second Level Apprentice, couldn’t discern their strength; yet Angel could tell at a glance they were ordinary people, although they seemed to possess some Extraordinary Items, perhaps inflicted with magical beast blood, giving off brief waves of transcendence.
Angel didn’t know why ordinary people would venture to the Sandworm Market, possibly another adventurous youth seeking fortune, yearning to enter the Extraordinary World.
Angel chose not to expose their identities, instead turning to the leader beside him, "Was that a code you just exchanged?"
The leader nodded, "Yes, to prevent common folk from stumbling into the Sandworm Market, the Lawrence family issued a command requiring the code before boarding a camel. Such codes are abundant across the Wizard Market of Laksum Principality, with each having a unique code."
"How do you ensure outsiders know the code?" Angel inquired, oblivious to the whole concept of codes.
The leader gave Angel a deep look, "I assume, sir, you haven’t paid attention before visiting the Laksum Principality."
Angel nodded.
"Just a slight attention toward the Extraordinary Scene of Laksum Principality will surely lead you to the ’Mesomyia Good Person Newspaper.’ Issued monthly by Mesomyia’s official channels, it lists each Wizard Market’s code."
"For various reasons, ’Mesomyia Good Person Newspaper’ might reach the hands of ordinary people, so many Wizard Markets frequently change the code. Thus, subscribing to this monthly is advisable for traveling within the Laksum Principality."