Incirsta finally understood why Brando only wanted mid-level necromancers. Low-level necromancers that relied on bone staffs to cast spells obviously couldn't be called mages. They didn't have the ability to cast spells themselves.
"That …" The vice-captain of Pull's Feathers, Lady Adney, had come over at some point. She heard their conversation and couldn't help but interrupt, "Actually, I know some magic too."
Brando turned around in surprise, "Lady Adney, you know some magic. Do you have the level of a mage apprentice?"
"A little higher than that, but really just a little."
"That's enough." Brando waved his hand. He saw that Adney was about to speak again and interrupted her, "Double it."
"What!" Adney's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"The reward," Brando replied with the face of a tycoon, "I'll double the one we agreed on before. How about it?"
"Of course, of course, no problem. Wait, you're not lying to me, are you, Mr. Brando?"
A crystal drew an arc in the air and fell into her hand. "This is the deposit." Brando said to her. Adney looked at the crystal and had the same reaction as Xin. She sucked in a breath of cold air.
A flame-patterned crystal. This crystal alone was enough to cover half of their reward, and it was only a deposit. The vice-captain immediately saw the extent of Brando's wealth and couldn't help but blurt out.
"By the name of Martha, my lord, do you still need retainers?"
Brando froze for a moment, thinking that it would be great if these 'mercenaries' could join him. A dozen or so Elemental Enlightenment experts would almost double his strength in Tónigel.
"Of course," he replied at once, "I welcome a capable person like Miss Adney at any time."
Adney's eyes were almost shining, "Good! When this is over, I'll definitely resign. Count, you can't go back on your words. "
"Resign? Aren't you mercenaries?" Brando couldn't help but laugh when he saw the Knight lowering their heads and covering their faces. Even though he knew that these guys weren't mercenaries, he couldn't help but feel amused.
If this world was filled with mercenaries of this level, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
"Ah?" She did not expect Brendel to question her on this point. She stuttered to the point that she could not even speak properly. "That … … Count Brendel, the wind was too strong just now. Did you hear wrongly … …"
Quill looked up at the sky and sighed.
However, Brando didn't hold on to this matter. Since he already knew that these people's identities might not be that simple, he only needed to know if they had malicious intentions. But judging from the current situation, it didn't seem likely.
At the very least, if assassins or spies were so incompetent, then there was probably no such thing as a successful assassination or leak of secrets in this world.
Moreover, he still had other things to do. What he needed to do was to set up some simple wind magic circles.
The speed of these ships clearly wasn't enough. Even if he added a few oars, it wouldn't help. After all, even if his oarsmen were heroes from the Argo that went to the Sacred Forest to retrieve the Golden Fleece, they wouldn't be able to double the speed of the ships. Moreover, these ships weren't sailing ships.
If this was his original world, he might be helpless. But this was Wohnde, a world of magic. In fact, most sailing ships in this world were built with many magical materials, such as the lighter rudder that was enchanted with water magic and the wind sails that were enchanted with wind magic. This made them much faster than sailing ships in the real world.
However, Brando knew that with the support of magic, they could be even faster.
However, first of all, this required a one-time magic storage item. Secondly, it also required the continuous support of a magician. Generally speaking, only floating battleships had this kind of treatment. He had never heard of sailing ships burning money like this. After all, most sailing ships in this world were merchant ships, and merchants always had to consider the cost.
Brando didn't have a magician, but he knew that Madara had a lich. Even without the support of a bone staff, an intermediate lich was still at the level of an apprentice magician.
As for the magic storage item, Brando planned to make it himself. Don't forget that he still had an alchemy level. Although he hadn't used it for a long time and it was almost rusty, and the ship didn't have an alchemy lab or any suitable materials, he didn't need these things. He had the blood sacrifice alchemy.
Secondly, he had money.
The second point was especially important.
Brando planned to use magic crystals to make a magic storage array. He planned to use magic to directly release energy to simulate magic. This was the only way to simply and crudely bypass all the necessary materials. However, the price was naturally to burn money.
Incirsta had five mid-level liches under his command. If two of them were to maintain a magic circle, he would have to consider abandoning one of the ships. However, if that was the case, he would have to concentrate everyone on the remaining two ships, which would further slow down the ship's speed. Right now, they were in a race against time. Every second the ship slowed down meant more danger. This was obviously not the result he wanted.
Delfien was now a necromancer. Unfortunately, after she was sealed into a card by Brando, she wasn't summoned by the Twin Death Moons. Therefore, her current power was not based on the Mephistopheles and Andrique. She was just a normal person like herself, so her ability was temporarily out of the question.
Fortunately, Adeline also knew magic, so the problem was solved. However, if he were to make three magic arrays, Brando estimated that he would need to use at least half of the magic crystals he had on him.
This number was shocking enough. After all, he had brought a lot of magic crystals from Tónigel. Later on, he replenished some from the fleet at Fathom Harbor. When he was in the Elemental Frontier, Miss Tata and the Tirmosian had also given him some. The latter part of the magic crystals was especially high quality. It could be said that half of the magic crystals he had on him was more than enough to build a frigate, let alone speed up the sailing ship.
This was also the reason why merchants never used this method to speed up their sailing ships.
Therefore, when Brando finished drawing the blood sacrifice array on the deck and then covered it with a layer of magic crystals, almost everyone on the ship was stunned.
Most of them were people of status. Incirsta was a noble in Madara, and the Knights of Ra's Wings were also of noble birth in Lubic. Not to mention Huang Huo and Mr. Liu, although Fang Qi wasn't a noble in the Nine Phoenix, his birth was only higher than that.
It wasn't that they hadn't seen alchemy before, but they had never seen such a rich alchemy.
This wasn't alchemy at all. It was simply a joke with the magic crystals.
Fang Qi stood at the side with his arms crossed. He was full of disdain for Brando's alchemy level. Apart from the somewhat strange blood sacrifice method, in his opinion, this country bumpkin from the west was indeed worthy of his identity as a country bumpkin.
Few people knew that he, the genius of the Ghost Chariot Clan, was also quite a genius in alchemy. Although he wasn't far superior to Tamar, he, who had received systematic learning and education in alchemy, was at least not inferior to the alchemy masters that Brando knew.
Not to mention, the alchemy of the East and the West both had their advantages. At least at this moment, Brando's alchemy was basically not worth mentioning in his eyes.
However, after a while, he felt a little toothache. To be exact, he felt a little heartache for those magic crystals. It wasn't that the Ghost Chariot Clan didn't have that much wealth, but that was the wealth of the entire organization. At least, he didn't have that much money to squander.
As for Miss Adney, she was tightly clinging to Quill's sleeve, almost unable to breathe. If it weren't for the Elven Ranger supporting her, she would have collapsed to the ground. Her eyes were filled with the radiance of magic crystals, sparkling brightly, and her mouth kept chanting as if she had been possessed.
"Oh my God, Martha above, Lord Ra, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"You also know alchemy?" Incirsta looked at Brando with a little surprise, but he soon exclaimed in a fuss, "This is blood sacrifice alchemy. Isn't this taboo under the rule of the Holy Cathedral of Fire? Oh my God, how can you do this? Hurry up and put away those magic crystals. If you don't lack money, just give them to me! "
But Brando didn't care about his clamor here. As soon as the magic circle was formed, he directly flipped Oderfeiss' blade and gently cut his thumb.
But this time, it didn't cut.
Brendel almost scared himself out of his wits. He quickly increased his strength and cut a second time. There was a sharp pain, and this time he barely managed to cut a thin wound. Then he saw a drop of golden blood flowing out from it.
Brando couldn't help but be stunned. He knew how sharp the holy sword Oderfeiss was. In the whole "The Amber Sword", there was probably no sword with a higher attack power than these holy swords. He was very careful before, afraid that he would cut off his finger. That would be too funny, but he never dreamed that he would have to use electricity to cut a hole in his body with Oderfeiss.
And what's with the color of the blood?
He dared to swear that when he was in the elemental barrier, his body didn't have such changes. This was either some kind of mutation when he passed through the spatial crack of the magic storm, or the powerful life force of the Nature Orb during the explosion of Rosaleen's body brought about changes to his body.
In his heart, he was more inclined to the latter.
And just as Brando was stunned, the others were also stunned, but they didn't notice the color of the blood flowing out of Brando's body. They were shocked by the sudden flames of all the magic crystals on the magic circle.
Adeline even let out a sigh mixed with many complicated feelings.
This sigh was so melancholic that it made people who heard it feel disheartened, as if they were about to jump into the sea and commit suicide.
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