[Don't be confused. The main character hasn't changed. He's just matured and learned how to deal with things. I'll be back to work next week. His body can take it.]
"I haven't really changed much. It's just that the things I want are different." Salin caressed the Blessing Ring on his hand. There weren't many high-grade goods made by Myers in the past. After getting this Blessing Ring, he completely changed.
"Skochinians like to talk about getting, but Qinyins like to talk about having. Salin, you're no longer a Skochinian. "Ainphent laughed as he spoke. He felt that reuniting with Salin was a very pleasant thing. The expected problem didn't happen. Salin still treated him as a friend. Ainphent unknowingly started joking with him.
The three Monarchs didn't forget to continue observing Salin and Ainphent in the midst of Daniel's necromancy flames. It wasn't until Ainphent and Salin started talking about the trivial matters of the past that the three Monarchs got bored and completely stopped spying on them with necromancy magic.
The skeletal warhorses stood quietly in the snow. They weren't sent back to the Undead Plane. These low-level undead creatures weren't afraid of the cold of the north. The soul flames in their eyes flickered continuously. In the middle of the night, the 200 skeletal warhorses deterred the magical beasts in the northern wilderness.
The dozen or so pirates on guard gathered together and drank to pass the time. The biting cold wind blew past, stirring up a snowy mist on the ground. Salin's tent was made of metal and reinforced with magic. It swayed slightly in the cold wind, but the temperature outside didn't affect the inside of the tent.
"It's so damn cold. Let's go back and rest for a while. No one will attack the camp in this damn weather." A pirate threw away an empty wine flask and suggested to his companions.
"Okay, let's go back and sleep." A few pirates agreed and looked at their leader.
This pirate leader was only in charge of eleven people. He was a mid-level swordsman. If he was in a rural area, he could already be a security officer. Unfortunately, a mid-level swordsman could only be a small leader here. Swordsmen weren't rare in the swordsman camp on Seriger Island.
"Okay, there won't be any danger anyway." The pirate leader also felt that the weather was unbearable. Even though he was a mid-level swordsman, the temperature was too low. His breath was white and would soon freeze on his scarf. If it weren't for the cloaks that Salin had given out, these swordsmen would have been frozen to the point where they couldn't walk.
The pirates lowered their voices and quietly returned to their respective tents. Only a hundred or so skeleton warhorses were left standing in the snow, and the wine jugs that had been thrown on the ground were quickly covered by the snow.
"Sir Salin."
Salin and Ainphent weren't sleepy at all. They were chatting in the tent when a figure approached them from outside and called out in a low voice.
"Come in."
Just from his aura, Salin could tell that this person was one of his pirates.
The door of the tent was actually a curtain made of felt. The pirates outside slowly pulled open the curtains, trying not to make any noise. Then, they got in and quickly turned around to close the curtains.
There was a bright magic lamp in the tent. Salin got up, leaned on the pillow, and looked up at the pirate. This pirate was somewhat thin and weak. He did not carry any weapons and had taken off his armor, only wearing a cotton-padded shirt. His face was a little yellow, and his hair was sparse. He was probably in his early twenties. What caught people's attention were his fingers. His nails were abnormally clean and smooth, as if they had been polished with magic.
These were the hands of a swordsman, and the kind of swordsman who cherished swordsmanship. When a swordsman was at a lower level, the length of their nails could affect their use of weapons. Many swordsmen did not develop good habits when they were apprentices. Not paying attention to these details would have a huge impact on their future growth.
Too many people learned swordsmanship to support their families. Only a small portion of people treated swordsmanship as seriously as mages treated magic. The only difference was that most mages did not need to charge and break through enemy lines, while swordsmen often faced the threat of death. Even so, there were still many people who neglected this, or rather, did not think much of it.
"What is it?" Salin looked at the young pirate calmly. His words naturally carried a kind of majesty. He was no longer that destitute boy, but a great mage.
The pirate lowered his head, not daring to look at Salin's blue eyes. He replied in a small, clear voice, "Sir Salin, those on guard … have all gone back to sleep."
"Oh? You came here just to tell me this? " Salin looked at the young pirate. This pirate might even be older than him. Hearing Salin's ambiguous words, the pirate's body trembled. He gathered his courage and replied —
"Sir, you said that we will be a regular army in the future, and will not be allowed to have those bad habits of the past. What they are doing … is against military discipline. "
"Yes, this is a serious violation of military discipline. Do you remember how to deal with it?"
The young pirate trembled even more, and replied, "Behead them."
"Alright, then go do it. If it's done, you will follow Daniel from now on. Right, what's your name? "
Hearing Salin's words, the young pirate's heart first turned cold, then hot. He did not have the ability to deal with a dozen companions by himself. But if it was done, he would no longer need to mix around on the islands. He would be able to follow a mage. Daniel was someone by Salin's side!
"I'm Geyi."
"Geyi? What a strange name. I'll remember it. Go. "Salin waved his hand, letting the pirate leave. Geyi did not dare to retort. He used the same movement he used when he came in, and quietly left Salin's tent.
"Salin, don't you think it's a bit cruel to let him deal with his companions?" Seeing Geyi leave the tent, Ainphent asked Salin.
"This Geyi might have already known why I brought them out this time. If that's the case, I'll either use him or kill him. I'm short of helpers now, so I plan to use him. But I can't use trash. If he can deal with those guys who fail to do their job, it means that his ability has a lot of room for development. As for whether it's cruel … Ainphent, for a mage, life has two sides. A mage respects life first, but they will not let others go just because of this respect. "
"Why are you so serious?" Ainphent laughed. "I just feel that you're much more straightforward in dealing with things now. If you can continue to be like this, then I can rest assured in our cooperation. Do you know that the money I saved from buying the Flame of Undead Souls is all invested in you? "
"Ah? You're not afraid of losing money? "
"What's there to be afraid of? I had nothing back then. For a mage, what's the use of having more money if they lose their magic ability?"
"Yes, Ainphent, I brought you back. First, you're my friend. Second, you're a proper mage." Salin was also in a good mood. The matter with the pirates did not affect his mood. For the current Salin, there was a fundamental difference between him and a normal person. He did not feel any moral guilt for casually dealing with these people.
These pirates were his captives. According to the laws of any country, he had the right to kill them all back then. Pirates did not have human rights. Only in legendary novels did pirates have such glory. In fact, even a third-rank baron had the right to execute a pirate as he pleased.
"That Geyi, are you really going to put him in an important position?"
"Of course not, but I'll find a swordsman to teach him high-level swordsmanship. If he can become a swordsman, his status will naturally increase. Here, what I value is ability. "
As Salin spoke, he extinguished the magic lamp and put away the devil ring. Just like that, he began to meditate. He really did not help Geyi who had snitched on him. Salin had learned too many things from Rex. He did not know if it was his fortune or misfortune. Now he understood that a person would only truly cherish something after he had given something.
After Geyi risked his life to do this, his loyalty to Salin would become reliable. If he put this pirate in an important position just because of one snitch, then Geyi could sell him out anytime in the future like he did today.
To make someone loyal to you, it was not enough to just give. You had to keep asking and make the other party feel that he was very important to you. This was like how farmers treated their land. The field that you had tended for more than ten years would become your home, your roots, and your everything. If it was just a piece of barren land, no matter how fertile it was, you would not feel at ease living there.
Ainphent did not really understand this. The things he had experienced in a large family were complicated enough, but it was not as direct as what he had learned from Rex. He now had the same feeling as Salin. Luckily, he had met Salin when he was down and out. Otherwise …
The northern winter days came very late. Before dawn, Salin and Ainphent had finished their second round of meditation. If a mage without an inheritance saw their meditation speed, they would die of jealousy.
"Sir Salin." Geyi's voice sounded outside the tent.
"Done?" Salin heard that Geyi's voice was very weak. He was probably injured. However, he had completed this task without alerting anyone in the camp. This was an extremely difficult task.
"Yes, sir."
"Are you badly hurt?"
"It won't affect our journey."
"Take this. You can drink it now or when you are more hurt." Salin took out a crystal bottle. There was about one-tenth of the magic liquid inside. He used a binding spell and sent the crystal bottle out of the tent.
Geyi was outside the tent when he saw a corner of the tent lift up. A crystal bottle flew out and landed on the snow. Then Salin continued, "This is magic liquid. It can only be made with a level-seven spell. It should be enough for two uses."
Geyi knelt in the snow and held up the crystal bottle. A tear seeped out of the corner of his eye, but it quickly froze into white frost. He was already very satisfied with Salin's feedback. As a swordsman of his level, if he had not followed Salin, he would never have gotten something like magic liquid.
"Sir …"
"That's enough. Go find Daniel. Tell him I told you to go. From now on, you will take care of his daily life. You don't have to fight for now. When we go back, I will find you a teacher to teach you swordsmanship. "
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