The construction of Deepwater City proceeded in an orderly manner under Holland's command. Boulder led the army to clear out the various monsters around the city.
Barbossa was leading a large group of newbies to practice swimming. Swimming in the sea and swimming in the river were two completely different experiences. The waves in the sea were strong, and those who had not been trained could be hit by a wave and never get back up again.
"Hurry up, you bunch of weaklings. Weren't you all proud before? How come you've all become soft-footed after a big wave? " Barbossa held a bottle of rum in one hand and a rope in the other as he pointed at the sailors on the ship and scolded them. Although the ship was swaying, Barbossa was walking as if it was flat ground and did not sway at all.
"Get up, don't pretend to be dead. Hurry up and control the sail. If you don't want to go to the bottom of the sea to feed the fishes, then get up and control the ship immediately!"
The wind and waves rolled, and the entire sea was like a pot of boiling water. A small boat was rolling in the sea, and a four-meter-tall wave hit it. The entire ship was immediately lifted up and plunged into the water. Just as the ship was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, it was lifted up by the sea in the next second. The ship rocked back and forth in the sea, but it remained standing. Soon, the wind and waves passed, and the sea returned to normal.
"Hurry up and get up. Look at your vomiting. Hurry up and clean the deck!" Barbossa said as soon as the storm passed.
The sailors on the ship were dizzy from the fall, and their vomit was everywhere. Then, under Barbossa's urging, the pale sailors endured the discomfort and cleaned up.
"Don't think that this is a small matter. When sailing at sea, you must ensure that the ship is clean. If you don't want to get sick, remember to maintain hygiene!"
"Also, you must maintain balance at all times. The enemy will not let you go just because you fell!"
"Alright, rookies, this is your first lesson after boarding the ship. More cruel training awaits you in the future. Cherish the good times now! I hope that I can still see you when it's over! "
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Northern Wasteland, Northguard City.
An endless stream of merchants entered the city in an orderly fashion. Although Northtown City had only been established for a few years, it had quickly developed into a bustling metropolis due to the local specialties and the continuous influx of immigrants. The Pearl of the Northern Region was very famous in the human kingdoms. Almost every merchant knew about this new trading city.
Merchants with stout faces could be seen bargaining everywhere. Occasionally, they would even say thank you to Lady Waukeen, and then use their silver tongue to get the other party to lower the price. Northern Battlefront City had become an important trade center in the North. The wine, paper, sugar, spices, and all kinds of enchanted materials and potions produced here were very popular on the continent. As long as they were transported back, they could make at least double the profit.
Surprisingly, the fastest growing temple in Northern Town was neither the Church of Wisdom nor the Church of the Lord of Dawn, but the Church of the Lady of Wealth.
This was the most prosperous trading city in the Northern Lands. Every day, a large number of merchants would come here. Almost all of the merchants who came here would go to the Temple of Wealth to pray that they could become rich.
The merchants were the believers of the Lady of Wealth. Every transaction here was worth at least a thousand Kinnar. The monthly tax revenue of Northern Battlefront City now exceeded that of Calt City, an important city in the North.
The merchants would go to the Temple of the Lady of Wealth to pray, and basically, they would offer some money. The last time Suhlen went to the Temple of Wealth, the walls of the temple were actually gilded. It was said that this was just a basic practice of the Temple of Wealth. At the most extravagant time, they would gild the entire temple with a layer of gold.
It was said that in the City of Wealth, the temple was not only gilded, but even the entire city would be painted with gold paint. The whole city looked golden. Of course, with the growth of wealth, there were countless filth hidden on the smooth surface of the City of Wealth.
All kinds of darkness grew in the corners. Don't expect the nobles and officials to have much integrity. In their eyes, integrity and bottom line were far less tempting than the shiny Kinnar. Even with the power of the Temple of Wealth's restriction, there were still unknown corpses in the sewers of the City of Wealth.
But in Northern Battlefront City, this situation had been completely eliminated. Suhlen's control of the city was amazing. He would never allow any gray corner in the city to compete with him for wealth and control of the city. A large number of soldiers patrolled the city every day. Anyone who violated the laws of Northern Battlefront City would be arrested.
Prancing Horse Tavern.
This was one of the best taverns in Northern Battlefront City. The owner of the tavern was very smart. He came here when Northern Battlefront City was developing, but he did not get a license to trade in white sugar. However, the merchant was not disappointed. Instead, he found another way to open a tavern here.
He used his connections to buy a lot of beautiful female slaves from other cities to provide services for the merchants who came and went. The first time he ate crabs made him a lot of money. His Prancing Horse Tavern also became a place where many merchants lived.
At this moment, a large group of drunkards, tourists, mercenaries, and adventurers were chatting and laughing loudly. On a small stage in the middle of the tavern, a few female slaves who were dressed very sparingly were posing. This was a reserved program in the tavern. The owner of the tavern was very good at doing business. Everyone liked free performances. As long as these people were aroused, they would spend money to enjoy it even if you didn't say anything.
Next to them, a bard was looking at the stage with a depressed face. These LSP only cared about watching the performance. Who would order his songs? He was too careless. He originally thought that the Prancing Horse Tavern was popular and wanted to make a lot of money. In the end, no one asked him to sing.
A dwarf with a loud voice was drinking a local specialty of vodka. He looked drunk, but he was still shouting that he wanted to arm wrestle with another dwarf. A halfling stood at a table not far away. Although he was dead drunk, he had just knocked down a thief who wanted to steal his wallet.
"This sword is 30 feet and one inch long. It weighs two pounds and three ounces. It was tempered into steel and quenched into a sharp edge. Three years ago, I killed a Gnoll in Neverwinter. A dwarf master forged it and gave it to me."
At this time, a warrior pulled out the long sword with a clang. It was cold and the sword was shining. It was indeed a good sword.
The noisy atmosphere suddenly became strangely quiet. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The man's expression was cold, and there was a murderous look in his eyes. After looking around, he said coldly, "Only 30 Kinnar!"
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