Deira City, Port District.

"Hey, hey, hey—" With the sound of a trumpet, Old Tom unloaded a heavy box of cargo from the merchant ship, and carried it to the warehouse on his shoulders, which were not spacious but firm.

After much toil, Old Tom, who had finally finished carrying the goods with a group of brothers, received a money bag from the merchant who hired them.

Feeling the weight that was not heavy, Old Tom's face was not very good-looking, his face full of ravines looked at the big-bellied merchant in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Sir, it seems that this is a little less." ”

Shaking his head, the businessman's face was unmoved: "This is the current market!"

"The situation in Deira'a has been unstable lately, and many people have already smelled uneasiness and are ready to leave. ”

"It's no longer safe here, and we're ready to sell our goods and leave. ”

"To be honest, you still have a lot of competitors, and they even have lower prices, but we've been working together very well, so I chose you anyway. ”

With that, the merchant turned around and left quickly, escorted by two heavily armed retinues.

"Alas—" Old Tom let out a helpless sigh as he looked at the only half-sack of copper in his money bag.

Indeed, since the beginning of the week, there have been fewer and fewer merchant ships coming to Deira, and this is the largest job that their brothers have ever received.

Recently, rumors about pirates, cults, undead, and other evils have been circulating in the streets and alleys of Dela, and no matter how much the city lord's mansion and city hall refute the rumors, there is even a tendency to make people in Deiraa City panic.

"Take what you deserve. After a long sigh, old Tom looked at the brothers who were working with him, and distributed the copper that was already small in his hand.

After the distribution of a round, old Tom had only twenty coppers left in his hand, and he put them in his purse around his waist, and then he walked to the port, looked at the slightly empty port in front of him, sighed, and looked into the distance, looking forward to receiving another job.

This time, perhaps it was Lady Luck who favored Old Tom, and soon, he saw a black dot emerge from the distant ocean, gradually expanding in his field of vision, and the flag on it indicated that the ship was from the Northlands.

After entering the harbor as if slowly, the ship was still heading for the berth beside Old Tom.

With a smile on his face, Old Tom hurried to the berth of the merchant ship, waiting for the owner of the merchant ship to appear.

Behind Old Tom, his brethren scanned around with wary eyes, ready to use their fists to prevent others from stealing the work of their territory.

But when the pedal of the merchant ship was lowered, the first thing to come down was a tall and thin man, he was wearing a gray cloak, a wide hood that covered most of his face, and he seemed to be carrying something behind his back, and the cold gaze that swept at random made Old Tom fall into an ice cave just by looking at it!

Gegege –

His teeth chattered, and Old Tom felt that his whole body was so stiff that it didn't belong to him, but fortunately, the tall and thin man obviously had no ill intentions, so he just glanced away with a casual sweep, and left without pause.

"Hey!"

"Do you want to have a job to do?"

After a while, the shout in his ears brought old Tom back to his senses, and looking at the merchant in front of him, old Tom could only put aside the previous things and take over the work with a smile.

The city of Dela, the lord's mansion.

"Humph!"

In the dazzling light, a flash of lightning flashed, directly smashing a precious oil painting on the wall into burning coke.

The person who uttered this cold snort of displeasure was a woman, a woman full of wildness all over her body, with long black hair tied up with a ribbon, and a scar on her handsome face.

She was wearing only a suit similar to a battle skirt, with a leather shirt inside, and a large amount of spring light was faintly visible, even revealing half of her fullness, and a pair of long wheat-colored legs were folded crossed, but no one dared to look at it, because the last person who did so had turned into an indescribable piece of charcoal!

A purple-blue spear was placed on the table next to the chair where she was sitting, and by looking at the trembling appearance of the table, she knew that this spear was definitely not light, and from time to time a small purple-blue arc jumped out of it, fell on her and jumped back.

"Hmph!" Seeing that the impatient look on this woman's face was piling up more and more, and it seemed that it was about to explode again, several maids standing on the side were trembling.

At this moment, a richly dressed lady hurriedly walked in from the door with a skirt on her face, and said with a face full of surprise: "Aunt Yalta, you are finally here. ”

"It's been a long time, I miss you so much......"

"Humph!"

Facing the lady with a surprised face, Yalta's face softened slightly, but then she snorted coldly again, looked at the gorgeous and complicated clothes and decorations on the lady's body with an unhappy face, and said: "Treya, when will the daughter of the Amazon need these useless foreign objects!"

"Isn't it that after coming here, the comfortable life of Deira City has consumed the wildness of the daughter who belongs to the Amazon!"

"Or is it that the identity of the lord's wife makes you forget the wildness of the daughter who belongs to the Amazon?"

"Answer me!"

Listening to her beloved aunt's scolding, Treya suddenly stopped and lowered her head in shame.

"Daughters of the Amazons" is the name of the many matrilineal clans that live in the dense rainforest of the archipelago near the Mystic Sea, and these matrilineal clans all have only one profession, one identity, that is, "warrior", and are most famous as "Amazonian female warriors".

Amazonian warriors generally believe in the god of storms, and it is in their nature to be warlike, cruel, and murderous, with a slight contempt for men, who see them as tools for mating and reproduction.

In the rainforest areas above these archipelagos, humans, centaurs, Naga Sirens, and other races also maintain their rule with brutal means, maintaining the tradition of honoring females, with females as the core of the tribe, responsible for fighting, killing, and protecting their territory, and any male as a vassal product.

After a bitter scolding, looking at Treya's pitiful posture, Yalta also sighed, and his tone softened: "Say it, Treya, my niece." ”

"What is the purpose of calling me this time, is there any trouble with this Curtis family?"

"It's really troublesome, I don't know what kind of madness that chief had hundreds of years ago, and he would choose to make a vow with this Curtis family by marriage......"

"Why do you want to hit it directly, and grab it with the spear and bow and arrow in your hand?"

Smiling, Treya said, "Aunt Yalta, you're right. ”

"Now the Curtis family, and even the city of Deira, are indeed facing a big crisis. ”

"Need to use your power as a Legendary-level [Thunderlord] to survive ......"

"Here's the thing......"

"Huh?" As Treya slowly spoke, Yalta's originally casual posture also retracted, and her face became solemn.

She was only complaining before, after all, this Curtis family is also a very important ally, and a large number of materials and funds to keep the clan strong come from here, which can be said to be incomparable.