"This is a serious matter. Although deceiving the barbarians is not a big deal, using the name of the Elysian Son of Heaven... is really inappropriate."
The arcane master slowly shook his head.
"That's true..."
Zhang Fan was startled, then nodded, "Let me think about it..."
"Captain, there's one more thing!"
The arcane master's expression became serious, "We are borrowing this port to rest. Although it's a temporary measure, this place seems to have a lord. It's still unknown whether it can accommodate us!"
"I originally wanted to prepare a gift and pay a visit to this landlord, but we are unfamiliar with this place. If we act rashly, I'm afraid that we will attract covetous eyes … When we first met, those fishermen and fisherwomen treated us as monsters and demons. It seems that our oriental appearance is a little too eye-catching here …"
Zhang Fan also expressed his worry, "Fortunately, there should be some knowledgeable people in the upper echelons of the kingdom. Maybe there is a sea map to the east."
Even the arcane master and the others attached great importance to this.
After all, this concerned whether they could return to their homeland while they were still alive.
"Sir, although this place is backward and ignorant, there are probably many strong people here. Please be careful!"
The arcane master reminded again, "For example, that William the Ageless. To be able to maintain his youth at the age of a hundred and suppress a country, he is clearly a powerful legend. Even in the empire, there are only a few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him!"
"I know, I know!"
Zhang Fan helplessly smiled, "Do you really think that I read too many novels? You want to imitate the predecessors and destroy a country by yourself? I, old Zhang, am very clear about my capabilities. "
"That's good, that's good!"
Arcane Master and the other experienced first mates nodded in agreement.
There was no other way. The benefits of discovering a new continent were too great.
In history, regardless of east or west, there was a ship of sailors who discovered a native empire. As a result, they conquered a continent with just a few dozen people and obtained countless gold and silver.
This also stimulated the adventurers of the empire to explore the ocean.
However, only those in the know knew that the fate of those sailors was not very good. Even the biggest harvest was stolen by the officials and nobles of the empire who followed them.
Instead of taking such a risk, it was better to bring the sea map back. Just the achievement and glory of discovering a new continent was enough for them to lie on the merit book for the rest of their lives.
"There's a situation!"
However, right at this moment, the lookout on the treasured ship pointed into the distance and suddenly shouted.
…
Although Viscount Tielleburg's territory was very barren, he was still a mid-level noble and had his own private army.
At the very least, in the territory, it was not a problem for him to pull out a hundred fully armed troops at any time.
At this moment, out of greed for the wealth on the ship, the viscount of Tielleburg dispatched all of his men without hesitation, including the five knights under his command. Responding to the call of their lord, they also arrived outside the small fishing village in iron armor with their squires.
"Is that the ship of the cultists? It's really huge! "
From afar, the viscount of Tielleburg had noticed the treasure ship anchored on the shore. Its height reminded him of the ironclad fleet that he had seen before.
"Although it's only for civilian use and doesn't have armor or cannons, if it's used for transportation, it'll definitely make a huge profit!"
The Viscount of Tielleburg exclaimed.
"Lord Viscount, we only need to judge the cultists. As for the ship and the goods on it, you can do whatever you want with them. The church only needs thirty percent of their value!"
Wearing a priest's robe, Bishop Melk stated the conditions on behalf of the church.
"Thirty percent? Why don't you just rob them?"
The viscount of Tielleburg immediately shouted exaggeratedly, "I brought five knights and 150 soldiers, and you! You only brought a few priests. "
"Yes, but at least they're very useful in terms of healing and dispelling curses!"
Bishop Melk did not budge an inch.
This was also one of the characteristics of the Seer Continent. Benefits could be completely discussed on the table, and there was no need to hide it.
"The curse of the cultists and devil worshippers … Alright, I agree."
If Bishop Melk had only bragged about the power of the priests, the viscount of Tielleburg would have snorted. However, when faced with a curse that could not be seen or touched, he could not help but feel a little guilty.
"Hurry up, don't let the cultists escape!"
A few knights wearing armor that looked like iron cans and riding on big horses roared.
"Don't worry!"
Bishop Melk let out a creepy smile, "It will take some time to start such a large ship...... Also, many of their sailors are tired of living on the ship and are enjoying themselves on land!"
It could be seen that he was well prepared for these strangers.
......
"Ship Owner, what should we do?"
The large group was discovered and caused a huge commotion. The sailors on the treasure ship looked at Zhang Fan with a worried expression.
"I will go down to negotiate, you guys prepare to set sail first!"
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.
Right now, the treasured ship was his greatest escape route. As long as he could start it, he could immediately flee far away. Thus, he had a bit of confidence in his heart.
He selected a few people and went to the fishing village with the arcane masters. They looked at the dust rising from the main road.
A group of black shadows gradually appeared. In the front were five fully armored knights, and behind them was a group of militia. The captains and above wore leather armor and held weapons in their hands. Although they looked like a motley crew, the fishermen had already gone back to their homes in fear and locked their doors.
"May I know what business you have here?"
Zhang Fan glanced at the arcane master next to him. The arcane master immediately cast a 'Language Proficiency' spell on him.
Originally, this spell had a permanent effect. However, with Zhang Fan's status, he could not afford to hire such an arcane master. The arcane masters on the ship could only create this temporary version. The effect only lasted for a dozen hours, but it was enough.
"Foreigner! I am the local lord, the Viscount of Iron Castle! "
The two rows of knights and soldiers parted, and an arrogant young noble walked out. He was wearing a silk robe, and his skin was sickly pale because he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time. His eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles and bags under his eyes. It was unknown how long it had been since he had rested.
"You have trespassed my territory without my permission and conducted illegal business activities. You have also not paid taxes!"
The viscount of Tielleburg declared the crimes of Zhang Fan and the rest of them in satisfaction, "Now, you will pay for what you have done!"
"Wait a minute, Lord Viscount!"
Zhang Fan immediately waved his hand, "We were accidentally blown here by a storm. Since the ship needs urgent repairs, we have no choice but to dock here. We are willing to pay the rent!"
"Rent?"
The Viscount licked his lips as if he could already see those yellow cuties waving at him.
However, Zhang Fan did not know that his submission was seen as a sign of weakness by the Viscount.
After all, compared to some insignificant compensation, the whole ship and goods were naturally more valuable. If not for Bishop Melk's insistence on punishing the heretics, the Viscount of Iron Castle would have even thought of selling these sailors as slaves.
Slaves with a special skill could still be sold at a good price in the market. Not to mention, they had excellent gimmick such as hair color and pupils. Presumably, there would be slave owners looking for novelty who would want them.
"Very well, the matter of the port can be put aside. But you have already violated the laws of my territory by not paying taxes!"
The Viscount of Iron Castle revealed a cruel smile, "According to my laws, all property that violates the laws must be confiscated. Of course, that ship is included!"
"Do it!"
He waved his hand and many sinisterly smiling soldiers and knights surrounded them.
"I knew it. Foreign barbarians are indeed ambitious!"
Zhang Fan sighed and drew out a soft sword that looked like a tape measure from his belt. "Let's do it!"
"Wind and clouds, heed my command, go!"
The prepared arcane masters made hand signs and a white mist exploded among the crowd.
Although it did not cause much damage, it effectively blocked the sight of the soldiers.
Whoosh!
During this moment of chaos, Zhang Fan pounced forward like a cheetah. His target was the Viscount of Iron Castle who still had a smug expression on his face.
Swish swish!
The flexible sword in his hand suddenly straightened up, emitting a green halo like a spring of clear water, and carrying an indescribable sharpness. A red line appeared between the eyebrows and throats of a few soldiers, and just like that, they fell down weakly.
As the owner of a ship and a sea adventurer, Zhang Fan was naturally not an ordinary person. He even paid a large sum of money to learn the Willow Catkin Wind Sword from the largest swordsmanship school in Fufeng County.
"Help!"
In comparison, the Viscount of Iron Castle threw his father's bravery to some corner. He was so scared that he directly fell off his horse and looked extremely pathetic.
"Kill!"
Instead, several of his knight vassals roared and unleashed their fighting auras as they pounced towards the Viscount like black bears.
"Good strength, but it's a pity that you are too reckless!"
Zhang Fan sneered. He moved nimbly like a shadow and immediately turned around after clashing with a knight. The soft sword seemed to have a life of its own as it stabbed into the knight's armor.
Puff!
Blood splattered as a knight fell down. Zhang Fan stepped forward and grabbed the Viscount's collar, "Don't come over!"
"Fire!"
Who knew that at this moment, Bishop Melk who had been staying at the side as if he was harmless shouted, "Purify!"
Several priests released light from their hands and the mist in the air quickly dispersed. The arcane master stepped back a few steps as blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, "Lord, retreat! My spell has been interrupted!"
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