Roger de Floe leaned on the guardrail, facing the morning light, overlooking the city of Port Tutuga. He had looked so far on the walls of Realmas many years ago, and it felt like a long time. The scenery on both sides is indistinguishable. On one side, the sun passed over the uneven, carpet-like buildings, scorching and scorching heat, and faint noises came from afar; on the other side were misty, icy and dark alleys, empty and dead.

He remembered the morning at Rilmas, the morning he thought he was a freshman, if it was n’t for that **** hire and deceived his former captain Varino ’s mage Brian to do those things at the pier and led them to his party If people can only run away in a panic, it is indeed a beautiful morning. He is indeed different now than he was then: he was stupid, small, ugly, scarred, and confused.

"Roger." Audric Caosus walked up to the balcony and stood beside him, smiling at the sunrise and the glittering bay, which was occupied by busy ships. "Is it beautiful?"

"You say that, but I'm not sure. All these people." Roger called a cold war. "That's wrong, it scares me."

"afraid of you?"

"I'm often afraid." After coming here, Roger basically didn't sleep. This place has never been completely dark, never completely quiet, always so many people, so hard, so stinky. The enemy may be terrible, but the enemy can always be defeated and destroyed, and Roger can understand the hatred of the other party and why they are fighting; but you cannot fight this city with no personality, carelessness, and noisy The city hates everything. "This is not my place. I am happy to leave."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in a while." Audlik said with a smile. "I still have something to discuss with the Fatalin Association."

"I know." Roger de Flo took a deep breath. "So I plan to visit this port and the city of Fatalin you said next. See what is going on here. See if I can find some." What. Some things must be done. Instead of living in fear, it ’s better to act, my father often says so. "

"Good idea. Should I go with you?"

"No need." Roger de Flo stood on the spot, looking at Audrick Caosus. "The progress you have made in the past few weeks is a shame, even for you." He left the balcony, "I think that while we are idly waiting for the Fatalin Association to summon, you'd better take the time to perfect your plan. Another chance for such a break may take a long time."

Audlik-Kaosus walked into the room with a smile, without replying to the opponent's words. Even if he became the leader of the Seven Ports Alliance Association these days, he would n’t mind being the object of others ’anger. Roger de Flo is a very good commander, and has great credibility, these two points are not easy to appear on one person at the same time.

However, after arriving at Fatalin Island, Audlik-Kaosus's sense of humor disappeared, and there was no sign of returning. The captains under him brought him one ...

Some news, but not so much good news as bad news. The barbarians are becoming more and more cunning. They no longer organize large ships to march on the coast of the Marnus Empire on a large scale, but are scattered into small fleets, and sometimes even only one long ship.

This did add a lot of trouble to Audlik-Kaosus. His new warships were all built according to new types of warships, relying on numerous artillery and huge hulls, but these did affect them on the Claw Sea. The efficiency of hunting down these barbarians. The long coastline is not suitable for defense, and the attacking party will always take the initiative.

This is why he needs to visit the Fatalin Association in person. They have become stronger, especially in the fleet. Moreover, he suspected that the recent appearance of pirates in northern Istania and the coast of Burtania, especially the bloodsail pirates and Fatalin may have some connection. Especially considering that this group of bloodsail pirates came out of the Fatalin Association during the Margarita-Billy War.

But having said that, there are many possibilities for the Tierya city-state. As a third party, wanting to participate in the war, being a pirate is an extremely convenient option.

However, he did not care about where the pirates belonged. What he cared more about was whether the Fatalin Association could provide enough fleets to travel to Billy or even the sea of ​​Burtania to take charge of the **** of the Seven Port Alliance Caravan. If he could, most of the warships in his hands could be placed on the coastline of the Marnus Empire. Only a few convoys were required to **** the ocean routes.

The key question is, even if the Fatalin Association has the strength to do this, how to move them, and what kind of price should be paid. The Fatalin Association has grown faster than Audlik-Kaosus had expected, which has led to headaches for him in recent days.

Although Audlik-Kaosus was not angry, he did not refute him. But Roger de Flo knew that he was in a bad mood recently. This is no way to blame him. They live here, not as guests, but as prisoners. He knows little about etiquette, but he can also see the unsightly vision of the people around him and the meaning of guards outside the door.

"It's expanding at an alarming rate." Audlik-Kaosus said roughly, frowning at the huge city. "I remember the port of Tutuga was originally just a bunch of shacks, like flies on the stool Surrounding the abandoned pier. Before the emergence of the port of Tutuga, even before the establishment of the Fatalin Association. I dare say that people here would never be so proud. Now they worship the Fatalin Association as a god. "

Audlik-Kaosus vigorously cleared his throat and spit. Roger de Flo watched the sputum over the balcony railing and disappeared into the building below. "I gave them to them." Audlik-Kaosus screamed.

Roger de Floe felt that every time the leader of the Seven Ports Alliance was angry, he felt anxious and creepy. "I gave them so much, and they would repay me with this? Let me bear the servants of the big-bellied clerk and the dizzy boy ...

Mocking? "

Roger de Flo started to feel relieved to bear the suspicion and crazy behavior of people here. He slowly moved to the door and hid in the outside room.

I have to admit that as a prisoner, this cell is not bad. The circular living room seemed to be for the king-at least he thought-and there were heavily carved ebony chairs with thick tapestries painted in the forest and hunting scenes. Audrick Caosus should feel at home here, but Roger de Flo feels like a fool, and has to be light-hearted and afraid to break anything. A tall bottle was placed on the table in the middle of the hall, and the whole body was covered with bright flowers. Roger de Flo walked down the long ladder and stared at it suspiciously for a while.

To be honest, he has seen the preventive measures of many ports, but the preventive measures of Tatuga Port are seriously overdone, and they wish to scrutinize anyone's three generations of ancestors. Even people like Audlik-Kaosus, who are now definitely big figures, have not reduced any censorship procedures except for living better.

Even the ships including them are searched, and every crew member on the ship is reviewed. It's as if the Fatalin Association is as disturbed as a mouse, and has been afraid of something coming.

Roger de Flo can't figure out what such forces are worried about. They are far away from overseas. Anyone who wants to launch an expedition must sail for a long time. Through observations at sea, there are few landing sites on this island, and there are fewer places where you can dock seaboats. If you do n’t dock at the port of Tutuga, there are almost no seaboats that can be docked, at least Roger did not find out.

In addition, Tatuga Port is a semi-circular port, and is located at a relatively low position from the leaving road. Regardless of the hundreds of cannons in the port, even if the enemy occupies the port of Tatuga, when they continue to advance, they will find that the road is blocked by a fortress, and they will be directly ambushed from a height, and they ca n’t even see the attack from a height. Their people.

What's more, there is also the Master Tower, which can't be said to be very magnificent, but as long as you see the magic streamer rising from the tower body and the top of the tower, there seems to be a lot of crystal splicing things out. No one will treat it as a pure decoration. Especially considering that the managers here are a group of crazy mages, the ghost knows how much damage that thing can cause.

But Roger de Flot thought about it, perhaps for this reason, they had to scrutinize everyone. This is a paradise for wizards, wizards, witches, or other spellcasters. It seems that all kinds of things that are prohibited from being sold in other countries can be found here.

On the way from the port to the apartment arranged for them, Roger saw many people selling various banned books, most of them were cyan books, and some were about magic, maybe magic, Roger knew about these not much. There are also bones of various creatures ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ blood, body fluids, cadavers, etc. Various herbs, alchemy creations, magical creations, potions, monsters, sacrifices, statues, idols, etc.

But what puzzled Roger the most was the slavery of Fatalin Island ...

Policy, the policy stipulates that slaves need to be liberated as free people, but criminals are not included. At the same time they also have a huge slave market for purchasing slaves shipped overseas. There, the slaves will become freemen who sign the agreement, of course, now they have a new term called the contractor.

The Fatalin Association even issued detailed decisions on the contract, the length of the contract, the remuneration payable for the type of work, etc., and the basic treatment won by the contractor. But there is no doubt that only those contractors directly signed by the Fatalin Association can really enjoy these, and the slaves purchased by other people, especially those merchants, even if they are named contractors, Roger did not see what they have with other slaves. different. Maybe it's just a better complexion and more decent clothes.

In fact, even if Roger only observed for a short period of time, he found that many slaves, perhaps related to their origins, were more willing to use life-long contracts in exchange for better living conditions, rather than becoming freemen after a few years. . In particular, on the streets of Port Tutuga, many of the life-long contractors who wear family ornaments or bear the emblem of the chamber of commerce purchased by those merchants or chambers of commerce have higher incomes than those of free citizens.

"Roger! Let's go and go to Fatalin City." Just when Roger was thinking, Audlik-Kaosus appeared at the door, frowning and asking, "Be careful. For you, this place may be It looks strange, but the people here are even weirder. "

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