Ainphent didn't think of this. He glanced at Salin. Salin nodded and said, "Then three years it is. However, I will be the one to write the contract."
Judy was a little worried about the necromancer Ainphent. He couldn't see through Ainphent and couldn't even find where Ainphent hid the Undead Flame. But he was very familiar with Salin. He also knew Salin's magic ability better. If Salin was the one to write the contract, it would be more reassuring than the necromancer.
No matter how high the level of the three kings was, as long as they hadn't reached level 10, they would still be bound by the contract rules of this world.
Salin painfully took out a high-level blank scroll and wrote on the spot. He had now mastered the water flame alchemy and was very familiar with drawing magic circles and refining magic patterns. The magic circle on the contract was no longer something that bothered him. The three kings talked in low voices and discussed how to set off. Salin was going to take more than 100 pirates. If the three of them were in the Undead Plane, they could all fly. But in the Myers Continent, their strength was limited to the level of lower than level 9. It was a little troublesome to fly with so many people.
Two people, three undead, signed the fairest contract in history in this huge room. In this contract, there was almost no binding force on both sides.
Three years was too short for the undead. The lives of the three kings were incomparably long. For them, this time was like a human sleeping.
Salin and Ainphent weren't dissatisfied. Even if the contract trap didn't take effect, they wouldn't lose anything. The ruins of the second dynasty might have been occupied by the Holy See. Although the Holy See always said that they would destroy everything of the Blasphemy Dynasty, in fact, the Holy See was also very jealous of these ancient treasures. Developing them and turning them into the Holy See's own strength was what the Holy See liked to do.
If the ruins of the second dynasty hadn't been destroyed, there wouldn't be nothing inside. The Holy See would send people to guard it and squeeze out all the value that could be used. This time, Salin might also run into good luck.
The pirates were gathered. They still didn't know that their fate had been decided by Salin. In this city base, these restless pirates had been suffocated to death. Now that they could suddenly go out and Salin allowed them to plunder at their destination, this was simply a more perfect place than the Holy See described.
These pirates had always been in the southern sea, and did not know what the Chaos Swamp meant. Salin gave the pirates new armor and weapons. With the help of the Three Monarchs, Daniel summoned 120 Skeleton Warhorses.
These Skeleton Warhorses did not even need Daniel to control them. They were completely created by the Three Sovereigns. The rest of the pirates stayed in the city base under Jupiter's lead. These people vaguely knew what Salin was going to do, but none of them reminded their former comrades.
There was no true friendship between pirates. Many people were forced to become pirates for the first time. They had their own lives. They were merchants, mercenaries, farmers, and craftsmen. This kind of person who still cherished the past didn't want to continue being a bandit. Working for Salin was equivalent to working for Rex. With a legally recognized identity, they wouldn't have to worry about being arrested. In the future, when they get married and have children, they can also get a piece of land. It could be used for farming or simply changed to a house in the city.
Salin needed soldiers, and adventurous pirates could serve as soldiers. The problem was that they were not loyal enough. In the Qinyin Empire, loyal swordsmen could be recruited everywhere. There was no need for him to continue worrying about these pirates.
More than a hundred pirates were armed. They received steel crossbows, longswords, knifes, shields, and skeleton warhorses.
The most impressive thing was the Skeleton Warhorse. When the Qinyin Empire was founded, there used to be a large number of Necromancers following the Glücos royal family. At that time, the Qinyin Empire had a cavalry that all rode on these tireless Necromancers. The body of the Skeleton Warhorse was not a skeleton. Instead, it was a complete horse body wrapped in metal armor. The head and four legs were all bones. In the eye sockets of the skull, there were also two floating Soul Fires.
This kind of warhorse could run a thousand miles a day. As long as the rider was not tired, he could continue running. Also, the Skeleton Warhorse had very low requirements for terrain. It could maintain high speed even without a lane.
Ainphent did not bring anyone with him, and the same was true for Salin. Ainphent's two Level 3 Necromancers stayed in the city base. Salin also left Neris and the Winged Skeleton.
Daniel did not know about Salin and Ainphent's plan. However, seeing that Salin did not bring anyone close to him, he knew that there was something fishy going on. He did not mention it. Anyway, Salin would bring him there and tell him the truth sooner or later. He had had enough of the three Sovereigns. On the surface, the Three Lords were his summoned creatures. In reality, he had already become the Three Lords' servants.
Salin would still give him respect in front of others. He also knew what he would get in the future by following Salin. However, the Three Lords did not even care about a small Necromancer like him. It was normal for them to order him around.
When the pirates finished assembling, it suddenly started snowing. The Three Lords hid in Daniel's Undead Flames. Salin glanced at the neatly arranged pirates and waved his hand. Without saying anything, the team quietly set off.
The Skeleton Warhorse galloped in the knee-deep snow. Even Salin and Ainphent rode one each. It was impossible to find a road in the north in this season.
The pirates' cloaks were all refined with magic. They did not have much defense, but they could resist the cold. Every pirate was given a wine pouch that was filled with fine wine. The pirates were still not used to being restrained. After galloping, the team became a bit chaotic.
Salin saw this and knew that he had been too naive. These pirates were indeed not as good as Rex's swordsmen. Even if he trained for another ten years, he would still be inferior. And a loyal swordsman did not need ten years of training to become an outstanding sailor.
The team traveled in the deep snow of the wilderness for ten hours before Salin ordered them to stop and rest. The Skeleton Warhorse might not be the fastest mount, but if it were any other warhorse, it would not be able to run at this speed for ten hours straight. Salin estimated that he had covered a distance of about six hundred kilometers in this mad dash.
The Demon Wolves in the snow gave way when they saw more than a hundred necromancers running. Salin did not encounter any trouble along the way.
The distance between Salin's city base and Phoenix was more than two thousand miles. With these skeletal warhorses, they could reach there in about four days. From the north of Phoenix to the west border, there was still more than a thousand miles. In this way, it would take a week to return to Deep Forest Town where Ainphent had lived.
After setting up camp, Salin and Ainphent stayed in the same tent. With the three lords around, Salin only arranged for ten pirates to keep watch at night, symbolically setting up sentries near the camp.
It was clearly written in the contract that within these three years, as long as Salin and Ainphent were within the range of the three lords' senses, the three lords would be responsible for their safety.
Salin and Ainphent lay down in the tent and naturally talked about what had happened after they broke up.
Ainphent's experience was even more bizarre than Salin had imagined. After receiving Salin's help, he was not short of money anymore. The gold he had was enough to buy a Necromancer Flame, and it was not a low level one at that.
After failing to kill Baron Cook, Ainphent even hid for a period of time. Later, he heard that the baron had mysteriously died. Instead of returning to Holy Rock City, Ainphent returned to his family's base in the north. He had been planning this for a long time and had already contacted the person who sold the Necromancer Flame. However, when he arrived in the city, the merchant who sold the Necromancer Flame was already dead.
Ainphent used some of his family's resources to search for clues left behind by the dead merchant. He found out that the merchant was murdered by a secret group of bandits. They were not after the merchant's Necromancer Flame, but a batch of goods worth only a thousand gold coins.
This caused a stir in the local area. The city's nobles mobilized a large number of swordsmen and even a Great Magician to investigate the matter. The bandit group was completely eliminated.
The merchant's descendants were still underage, so his wealth was taken care of by the nobles. He could only return it to his children when they grew up. Before that, all the profits would belong to the nobles. The Necromancer Flame was also among them. The nobles knew that the Necromancer Flame was precious, so he refused to sell it to Ainphent no matter what. Ainphent's family had limited influence in this city, so he could not do anything to the nobles. He could only blame his bad luck.
In Phoenix, Ainphent had been forced to the brink of death. That was why he had killed the Nut Mercenary Group. In Qin Yin, he did not dare to kill a noble. At least, he could not do so because the other party refused to sell him goods.
The nobles did not ask for an exorbitant price. He just doubled the price. It turned out that in order to curry favor with the Clyde family, the merchant lowered the price very low, but the nobles were very powerful in the local area and did not have to give face to the Clyde family. Ainphent had no choice but to give up the Necromancer Flame. He used his family's information in the trading company to search around, and finally found information about a sale in the south.
It was an underground auction, and the items sold were all illegal. Ainphent took the money to the south, and at the auction, he encountered a dilemma. Someone competed with him for the low-level Necromancer Flame. He had less gold coins than the other party, so he could only watch that person buy the Necromancer Flame.
The number of Necromancer Flames on the Myers Continent was getting fewer and fewer, and Ainphent was almost completely disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, the news that the person who bought the Necromancer Flame died suddenly came out. That person was very unlucky. The Necromancer Flame actually backfired, and he was directly swallowed by the undead.
The Necromancer Flame immediately became trash, and no one was willing to buy it. Ainphent bought the Necromancer Flame for less than 100 gold coins.
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