Violent Fish Port.
This was one of the three major ports of the Kingdom of Senburg in the New World. Every year, a large number of sailing ships came and went, carrying countless hopes.
Near the port, there was the safest colony of the kingdom. All the unsafe factors were eliminated, which greatly reduced the task of the local security officers.
Especially in the core area, if one ignored the security line and the rows of indigenous heads, it looked no different from an ordinary city in the Kingdom of Senburg.
Takmi Miller, dressed in a gentleman's suit, walked out of his mansion and boarded a private carriage.
"Master, where are we going?"
The coachman asked respectfully.
"Inspecting the shops, and also to the Miller manor."
Takmi looked like he was in his forties. He had a beard, dark eyes, and a mysterious and profound aura.
As the Miller family's agent in Stormy Fish Port, he was in charge of five stores, six warehouses, and a factory. This was a very large investment.
As a manager, although he could not use this asset freely, he could still receive dividends from the annual profits, which was a huge number.
At this time, Takmi, who was sitting in the carriage, was still calculating:
"I have obtained all the knowledge of the fourth step of the Tower of Warlocks, and confirmed that I have completely withstood the tempering of Black Iron …"
"When I have accumulated enough merits, I can apply for resources from the family and try to break through the [Silver of Order] stage. Only by climbing to the fourth step can I be considered as a" semi-high-ranking "in the mysterious world, and my status in the family will also be improved …"
"Just in time, I have a mission recently."
Thinking of this, he could not help but look at his chest.
There was an urgent letter that had just been sent from the Old Continent today.
Although he had such a secret, Takmi still inspected the shops and factories as usual, and then asked the coachman to bring him to a manor next to the port.
There was a security line around the manor, and there were many different race heads hanging on the wall. Most of them were dried, shrunk, and looked like a bunch of black fruits.
But whether it was the coachman or Takmi, they were used to it.
Takmi entered the manor and was invited to the living room, where there was already a gathering of men.
More than a dozen gentlemen were either standing or standing. Some were tasting wine, while others were sharing cigars. They were all members of the Miller family and were also supernatural beings!
"Everyone …"
Takemi cleared his throat and took out the letter from his pocket. "An urgent letter from the family. We have a mission. Let's take a look at it first …"
He passed the letter in his hand to a golden-haired young man next to him. The young man took it and glanced at it. His originally playful expression instantly turned serious. He hurriedly finished reading it and passed it to the next person.
By the time everyone had seen it, the relaxed atmosphere in the living room had disappeared in an instant.
"Fighting for control of a pocket dimension?"
An Extraordinaire mumbled, "But … that Ferdinand River Columbus has the kingdom's' development certificate '. After discovering the secret realm, he immediately reported it and obtained the ownership of the secret realm …"
"That's not a problem. The family has already acquired the majority of the shares of his sponsors. In this regard, we have the advantage."
Takmi said.
Although the Roland family's share certificate was lost in the end, it didn't matter. The transaction had already been completed. All they had to do was to go to the notary office of the kingdom to make a new one. This kind of share certificate couldn't be easily stolen.
What really angered the Miller family was that 'Decayed One'. They didn't know what secret information it had dug out from the two Millers' minds!
"If that's the case, then there's no problem."
The first young man who received the letter chuckled. "If Ferdinand dares to resist, just kill him. It's very normal for someone to die in the New World …"
If it was before, it would be useless even if Ferdinand died. Most of the ownership of the pocket dimension would fall into the hands of the Roland family.
But now, there was no problem.
"Let me repeat myself. The family attaches great importance to this pocket dimension. We are just a part of the plan. We just need to cooperate and carry out some supporting plans. The family will send a real big shot to preside over it when the time comes."
Takemi took a deep breath.
He was a little excited. After completing this mission, he would probably be able to advance to [Order Silver].
…
The sky gradually turned dark.
After enjoying the banquet and fully communicating with the Extraordinaires, Takemi's face was red as he walked out of the manor and sat in his carriage.
"Go home!"
Although he was a little drunk, Takemi was still very sober as he ordered the carriage.
Accompanied by the sound of the whip, the carriage wheels rolled out of the manor.
Takemi closed his eyes and felt that the soft seat on the carriage was so comfortable that he almost wanted to go to sleep.
But he was after all an Extraordinaire. He struggled to break free from the nightmare. His expression changed, and the veins on his body bulged. His whole body seemed to have expanded a bit, and he was full of tyrannical aura.
Blood Warlock's "Berserk"!
Although he was also a [Quenching Iron] and was also at the third step of the "Tower of Warlocks", he did not have the ability to "Manipulate Blood" like Fang Xian. Instead, he had the "Berserk" effect on his own body.
This could allow him to activate the ancient bloodline, gain a certain bonus, and be immune to a lot of negative mental states.
Bang!
He smashed the wall of the carriage, rolled over, and jumped out.
"This … is not the port."
The surrounding scene made Takemi realize that he had fallen into a trap.
His coachman was unknowingly switched.
Thinking of this, he grabbed a whistle ornament on his neck, brought it to his mouth, and was about to blow it hard.
At this moment, the "coachman"'s joints cracked, and he kicked the ground and rushed over like a cannonball.
Not only that, while he was flying, he grabbed with his right hand.
Takemi felt a pain in his heart, and he almost lost all his strength. He had to give up on blowing the whistle.
"Warlock! He is also a Blood Warlock! "
Takemi had already understood something. The next moment, he saw a fist emitting the color of steel in front of him.
Bang!
His nose broke first, and then one of his eyeballs exploded. His face caved in, and his body flew backward.
"With my current strength, getting rid of a mere [Quenching Black Iron] is indeed a piece of cake. Furthermore, it's an ambush …"
Fang Xian sighed: "Unfortunately … it was not in the secret realm, or else I could have killed him with just a sword qi."
Without hesitation, he quickly searched the body, and used the ability of the [Soul Ejection] to take Takemi's spirit body away, and then left …
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