It was the 5th month, and Poseidon's fleet was on its way back to Bordermannen's dry dock.
Bordermannen's Wrath was in a VIP room on Bordermannen's Galleon.
The afternoon sun shone through the curtains and the salty sea breeze blew into the room. Waves splashed against the sides of the ship, wave after wave.
Veronica was lying on the soft bed, her back aching. The dark elf was sitting beside Leon, pouring tea for him, while Leon himself was sitting in front of the table, writing something.
"Three weeks out, three battles, and five hundred crowns in reward." Veronica's face was still flushed, and Garland said, "Heh, other than that, I've only made out with you a few dozen times. I'm wondering if this is a good deal or a bad deal."
Hearing this, Leon smiled. He finished writing the letter and stamped it. Then he smiled and said, "If you only calculate the profits from this adventure, then you'll definitely suffer a loss. But didn't we come out together for a long time? Now that I'm a dominion lord, I'm sure such opportunities will get rarer and rarer. "
She hugged the soft pillow in her arms and snorted. "That's how it is sometimes. On one hand, I hope you'll always be a disgraced knight so I can have you forever. On the other hand, I hope you can climb as high as you can. That'll help me a lot in the future. I'm a witch, after all, and there are too many things I need to spend money on."
"People are contradictory. I want everything, but most of the time, I can only talk about it." Laing nodded. The count now had a dignified air about him and his every move was filled with vigor. He would only be a little more amiable in private. Veronica often told herself that she couldn't be as casual with Laing in the future.
But from the looks of it, her man's hobbies were still the same as before. Ryan walked to the bedside and sat down. He gently massaged Veronica's slender waist and beautiful silky feet, enjoying the tender and smooth feeling. He teased, "Don't you like it?"
"Dear, can you tell me how you got to know the great alchemist of the Empire?" Laing massaged Veronica's slender legs. Garlan took advantage of Laing's good mood to ask, "You seem to have become friends with him?"
"Geert? You could say that. He shared the same views as me on some issues, so we became friends, "Laing said gently," All you need to know is that our interests are aligned. "
After exterminating the rogue knight and retrieving Neptune's Trident, Laing, Bodrick, met with the great alchemist of the Empire. Geert asked Bodrick to help him go to Estalia's tomb to retrieve the seagold amulet. and amulet......
Fedmond was moved by Geert's suggestion because he knew the threat the vampires posed to the human world. It was definitely not a good idea to allow such a large undead army to run amok in the southern countries.
But Bodrick was clear-headed. The Duke of Bordero asked calmly, "What can the Sea God Knights get if they fight for Geert?"
Geert seemed to be prepared for this. He and his men pulled out five full boxes of Estalia's gold coins. The great alchemist told Bodrick that if he and his army were willing to help, the money would be theirs.
Contrary to what he expected, Bodrick had doubts about whether the gold coins were real gold coins. He rejected Geert's request.
Only then did the great alchemist realize that his various unscrupulous actions in the past had already spread throughout the Old World. Left with no other choice, Galt could only make an exchange in kind. He agreed to use three hundred standard armor produced by the Brunswick Military Factory, five mortar cannons, and twenty boxes of artillery shells in exchange for Duke Bodrick's promise to help.
Despite the help of Laing and the Sea God Knights, the battle in Estalia's mausoleum was still extremely dangerous. Overall, there were two reasons for this.
First, in the face of the undead army led by Vampire Baron Leopold Haken, the more than ten thousand Empire troops that Geert brought could hardly be considered elite apart from the Brunswick Firearms Battalion, a team of Vanguard Knights, and a team of Scorching Sun Knights.
Currently, Baelshazer Geert was only the great alchemist of the Empire and the dean of the Alchemy Academy. He was still inexperienced in the Empire. Even though he had gained the trust of Emperor Karl-franz, he was still not the chief wizard of the Empire. He could only mobilize the ordinary army of the Empire. The Firearms Battalion and Vanguard Knights could only be mobilized because Geert had a good relationship with the Brunswick Military Factory.
Secondly, the great alchemist himself was not particularly good at commanding generals. This was especially so when Vampire Baron Leopold Haken appeared with the horde of heavenly ghouls riding on the zombie dragon. The allied army was pushed to the limit, and the Corpse Daemon King once charged in front of Geert.
The great alchemist did not panic at all. He activated Ultimate Alchemy, and the Corpse Daemon King was turned into a golden statue on the spot in endless pain. In the end, Fedmond and Duke Bodrick led the Sea God Knights to charge from the side. Laing rode on a griffin and fought the Vampire Baron high up in the sky. Only then did they obtain the final victory.
"The great alchemist got the Sea Gold Amulet as he wished … It's one of the divine items left behind by the high elves before they left the old world …" Veronica still could not forget Geert's harvest. Wizard Garland muttered, "My dear, you really don't know how to leave something for your female courtiers. You give all the good stuff to others."
Laing could not stop laughing when he heard that. Veronica was indeed jealous. The Sea Gold Amulet was an heirloom and divine item left behind by the high elves. This amulet had very strong resistance to Chaos and all kinds of evil curses. It could also release the magic wind stored in it in times of crisis to crush the enemy into pieces. It could also increase the user's agility and movement speed.
Generally speaking, a magic accessory could only carry one ability. Divine items like the Sea Gold Amulet that could carry four or five special abilities at the same time were very rare. Probably only the high elves' Horseshoe and Lucia's magic toad could make them. Many of the secret methods had been lost long ago.
"But you already have the best, my dear." Laing looked at Veronica's ring finger and said, "Trust me, this ring is no worse than the Sea Gold Amulet."
"Then … Okay." Veronica was only complaining verbally. She knew how powerful the ring Laing gave her was. Spellcasters were all greedy. It was a characteristic of their profession.
After this topic, Veronica was satisfied. She gently kicked Laing's chest with her stockinged foot and joked, "Speaking of which, Alfred Frey came back alone in the end …"
"That's his choice. I have to respect it." Laing nodded and sighed. "I didn't expect this to happen."
"I think you can arrange a blind date for your good friend," Veronica said.
"Didn't Afu say to let nature take its course?" Leon nodded. He picked up the dark elf and placed him on his lap. "Then let's let nature take its course. If we force it, we'll be at a disadvantage."
"Speaking of which, what's your next step? Are you really going to fight Mu Xilong? " Veronica turned over and hid her beautiful figure under the thin quilt. The witch complained, "Can't you stop and rest for ten or twenty years? All I do is fight all day long. Ever since I got together with you, I've fought more battles than all the other female councilors in the same period as me! "
"Of course we'll fight Mu Xilong. We'll rest this year and prepare to attack the Spire Palace tomorrow. This is the plan agreed upon at the year-end meeting." Laing shook his head. The final moment was approaching. He could not afford to slow down.
"Okay, then let your little princess go next time. I won't go." Veronica purposely said in a fit of pique.
At this time, the dark elf in Laing's arms suddenly spoke. Olica said softly, "It's okay. I'll go with you if Lady Veronica doesn't go. I'll be with you forever, master."
"That's right. Veronica, if you don't go, Olica will go with me ~" Laing immediately felt his face light up. He immediately kissed the dark elf's face.
"???" Veronica's almond-shaped eyes widened.
This damn dark elf! She actually became a traitor!
Didn't we agree to be on the same side?
Olica, who looked up from Laing's arms, curled her lips, and her face darkened. She smiled strangely when Laing didn't notice.
What a foolish human.
… I'm the dividing line for foolish humans …
At the same time, in the New World, Lucia, First City, Itaza.
On the Great Pyramid of the Ancients, the first generation of the most ancient demon toad, Venerable Kroc, who had once been personally taught the mysteries of the Wind of Magic by Ancient Sage Potec, was sitting on the golden throne. Its dead body was gradually recovering its vitality, and its soul was gradually returning to its body.
It was about to recover.
An illusory light curtain enveloped Kroc's corpse. The First City, Itaza, had witnessed countless years, and this city where the ancient sage descended was still so peaceful. The hot wind blew through this primitive rainforest, and the waves in the forest swayed incessantly.
Itaza was also the largest temple city among all the surviving lizardmen. It was the home of the most powerful and oldest magic cultivators in this world. Among them was the greatest and most powerful generation of lizardmen, Skylar Kroc. Kroc had always protected this city with the strongest and most indomitable spiritual will. Since the invasion of Chaos, Itaza had experienced countless threats, but it had never been destroyed by the invaders, whether it was the ferocious Chaos Demons or the cunning Skaven Ratmen.
The number of pyramids gathered in Itaza was the highest among all the cities, and each pyramid was the residence of a Slane. Although most of them were now uninhabited, the height of each pyramid was almost as high as a mountain, which made the city appear extremely huge, to the point that except for some supreme existences, no one could see the border at a glance. Here, thousands of lizardmen were patrolling, and the winged dragons in the sky were always on guard against possible enemies. In the primeval rainforest, countless ancient behemoths were monitoring every movement in the forest.
The spirit lizards were always busy in the city for the big plan. They were always whispering to each other for fear of making a mistake. The road to Itaza was densely covered with thorns. Any unwelcome visitor would be caught by the guards and thrown into the Tyrannosaurus pit or the Sotigo snake pit to let the snake god enjoy the bloody sacrifice.
However, fortunately, a small group of humans was qualified to visit Itaza today. This group of humans consisted of a few great swordsmen and a few workers. They were transporting a few boxes of the top wine from Winford, "Lysarius" and the high elves' wine to the great pyramid of Itaza.
"Oh my god, oh my god, the Lady of Wealth above." The president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce, Hadrian, was carefully led by a large group of lizardmen infantry and a spirit lizard priest to Itaza. Looking at the magnificent giant pyramids, this great merchant of the southern kingdom was so surprised that he was a little numb.
The great avenue leading to Itaza stretched for more than ten kilometers. It was also the main road of the entire city. There were huge lizard statues on both sides of the road. Hadrian and the other invited guests were deeply impressed by these silent and motionless sentinels because of their tall stature and their constant monitoring of the mortals passing through below. The base of the statues on the roadside did not move, but the heads of the statues moved slowly, staring at them intently. There were winding marshes on both sides of the road.
Hadrian suddenly realized the insignificance and fragility of humans. Perhaps the so-called strength of humans was not worth mentioning in front of these races. The great merchant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and set his eyes on the top of a nearby pyramid.
The top of the pyramid shot out a laser beam that was several meters thick, straight into the sky.
"Please come with me, distinguished guest." The spirit lizard priest saw Hadrian stop and immediately reminded him, "Lord Mazda Moody and the guests are waiting for you."
"O … Okay!" Hadrian quickly signaled his men to continue forward.
This time, he was here to deliver the wine.
Thirty minutes later.
In the great Itaza Pyramid, the human king was tasting the world's best wine with the king's son geno prototype and the raven guard geno prototype.
The Emperor's handsome face couldn't help but turn pale. Resurrecting Venerable Kroc required a huge amount of energy, so much so that even the Emperor had to expend a lot of energy. The strength of this first generation magic toad was already comparable to the former Prime Minister of the Empire, Marcardo.
Forgen looked at his father's face worriedly. Only when he was sure that the Emperor was just overly exhausted did he relax a little. Taking a barrel full of fine wine from Hadrian's hands, Forgen filled three enamel cups to the brim. "Father, Clarkson."
"Thousands of years of darkness, only good wine will not disappoint." The human king took the wine glass. He carefully tasted the bright red wine in the glass. His cold face showed some warmth. "I remember in the era of Tara 2K, wine was available to both the rich and the poor. But now, only the most honorable, glorious, and wealthy families have the opportunity to taste a small glass of wine."
The king loved wine. This was a secret that only a few people knew. The geno prototypes and royal guards who fought with him in the galaxy still remembered the king's love for wine, including Fu Gen and Clarkson. In fact, every time the king came, he would take a lot of wine from Laing's cellar.
"The family of Laing's wife, Suria, produces the best wine in the old world. These barrels of Lysalus were obtained through Laing's connections." Fu Gen raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Clarkson, "Do you remember the last time we had a drink together?"
"When you weren't a traitor yet." Clarkson closed his eyes and let the wine flow down his throat, feeling the beauty of it.
"My army was once equipped with a master winemaker from the top noble family of Tara. Unfortunately, my collection is now in the Eye of Fear, and it's basically gone bad." Fu Gen missed the glory of the past and sighed softly. "If there's a chance, I'll definitely rebuild my winemaking team."
The prototypes loved wine.
"Fu Gen, Clarkson and I will leave tomorrow," the king said calmly. The Emperor held his wine glass and calmly said, "Venerable Kroc's revival will definitely attract countless powerful enemies. When that time comes, even the protective barrier won't be able to cover up the magic wind produced by his revival. Your mission is to protect Kroc until he's completely revived."
"Father, where are you going next?" Fu Gen expressed that he understood.
"I'm going to Nur in the old world to see a pregnant woman. The child in her stomach is Laing's. I have to take a look." The king nodded. "Then, I'll bring Luo Jia and return to Tara."
"Understood."
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