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The Secret Ritual made a detour north on Charlotte's orders, and Charlotte and the others stood on the side of the deck watching the smoke from afar on the horizon. The black smoke obscured the clear blue sky, and the roar was faintly audible, and in the thick smoke in the sky, it seemed that there were behemoths flying in it.

"Five-colored dragons!" At a glance, Lolita saw a touch of green in the smoke, which was undoubtedly the green dragon of the five-colored dragon clan.

"......," Vivien clasped her hands, "will Alepal be able to withstand the attack of the Helm Empire?"

Charlotte frowned, and after a while, said, "That's not about us. ”

The Secret Ritual circumvented the battlefield and headed north, and was subjected to strict but not harsh scrutiny as it entered the Hub, but even so, the Hub was still full of sails, and from a distance, the sails looked like blue-and-white decorative foil embedded in a blue backdrop.

As the war raged on the southern routes, more and more merchants took the risk to sail the waterway to supply Ullapool or Helm with a steady stream of supplies.

After checking and reviewing the papers, the navigator guided the Secret Ritual into the docks, this time Charlotte did not reveal his identity, he was wearing a samurai suit that was easy to move around and planned to go to the tavern for a drink and move his muscles by the way.

Lolita, a profiteer, sets off with the purchasing team, and she seems to have a natural passion for bargaining, while Vivien follows Charlotte with several members of the Rite of Secrets. As usual, Ramsay chose to stay on the Secret Ritual to deal with some unnecessary trouble.

Charlotte didn't think there would be any unsolvable problems in this hub port, though.

As dock workers nervously unload their goods, and merchants wave signs and argue fiercely with the market management, Charlotte leads the crowd through the squalid neighborhood to a slightly cleaner town.

Although the popularity of the area is still undiminished, it is much better than the clutter and smell of the docks, and the street is lined with small vendors selling local products. Far from deserting the area, the war between Helm and the Ullapool-Hocente alliance has strangely made it even more lively.

The influx of traders has brought the hub to life, perhaps with a herd mentality, and the locals are not at all worried that Ullapool's maritime supremacy will be destroyed by Hailm.

"Aren't they worried about war at all?" said Vivien, who was so accustomed to seeing things as they could see through the truth that she was shocked by the ignorance of the natives, "these profit-seeking merchants can evacuate this port at any time, and they need not worry about being purged in any way, regardless of which side wins. But the locals had no way to escape. ”

"Maybe someone is aware of it. Charlotte replied, "But the influx of merchants has brought great economic benefits to the hub port, and there are more opportunities in the hub port than in peacetime." Maybe the locals are planning to make a big deal and then retreat?"

"But when the time comes, they can't help it. ”

"So humanity has always focused more on near-term interests than on lurking crises, and everybody feels that everybody hasn't left, and that kind of thing isn't going to happen now. Charlotte paused, "If an influential local authority is evacuated, maybe the situation at the hub port will change immediately." ”

“…… It's horrible. Vivien sighed at the end.

"It's horribly stupid!" Elle added as she nibbled on a snack and had a mouthful full of sugar.

Charlotte couldn't help but roll her eyes when she looked at the black sugar stains on the delicate face of twelve-year-old Lori, she really didn't know where she got the confidence to say that others were stupid.

They came to a tavern called Gulf Dolphin, a spacious single-storey wooden building with a wooden sign at the door, and a piece of paper nailed to it, which reads - Today's special fresh tuna sashimi, Bay Area lobster, etc., most of which are seafood, and the meat is pitiful.

Charlotte felt that the door of the shop was fairly clean, so she pushed the door open and walked into the tavern. It was meal time, and the tavern was very popular, and most of them were out-of-town merchants selling supplies. A tavern hostess swayed towards Charlotte, who felt that Charlotte had an extraordinary temperament, and the ceremonial smile on her vulgar foundation face brought a rare enthusiasm.

She smelled of inferior perfume, mixed with the tavern smell to create a dizzying, vulgar smell.

"Six in total?" "Six," Charlotte and the group were six people, "I'm sorry, the table is full for the time being, but there's a long table there, if you don't mind, you can fight it." ”

The hostess said, putting her plump arms around the crook of Charlotte's arms, trying to drag him into a corner.

"Let go!" the mage of the Secret Ritual behind him slapped her hand away, glaring at her with a fierce and disgusted gaze.

The intimidation of the high-level mage was not something that ordinary people could resist, and the hostess was so frightened that she retreated again and again, her face under the vulgar foundation became even paler, and the dark bags under her eyes were even more obvious.

"Chief, since there is no place here......"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to leave, just ask this lady to lead us over. Charlotte waved her hand, and a red butterfly flew gently onto the hostess's shoulder, who was in a trance, and soon, the look of fear on her face disappeared, and all that was left was the proper enthusiasm for the guests.

She led a few people through the bustling tavern, perhaps because most of the diners were merchants, and although the guests were amazed by Vivien and Elle's charm, no one dared to provoke them. Of course, their extraordinary temperament also played a great deterrent role.

Finally, they were led by the waitress to sit down at a long table in the corner. The table can accommodate about fourteen people sitting opposite each other, and some individual guests who do not have seats are arranged here, and when Charlotte comes, there are already four guests at the long table.

They all looked like merchants, and except for one who was serving lunch, the other three were drinking wine and waiting for the food to be served. The four of them didn't seem to know each other, and they chatted with each other, noticing Charlotte and the others taking their seats, and they examined several people without a trace, and at the same time cautiously stopped talking.

Businessmen are accustomed to observing words and feelings, and it can be seen at a glance that although Charlotte and others are dressed as businessmen, they are by no means the same kind of people who are chasing profits.

Charlotte ordered a brief meal, asked for a glass of ale, and handed the menu to Vivien (who was snatched by Al on the way), and Charlotte nodded amicably to the four.

"I'm sorry, but I hope my companion and I didn't disturb you. ”

The four of them hurriedly returned the salute, but Yu was polite with vigilance and alienation.

Charlotte didn't care, he was here purely to get off the ship and relax, and he didn't intend to get any information. During the ordering process, the table was silent in a tavern, and it wasn't until everyone's drinks came up that Charlotte raised her glass and said a word of routine.

"Cheers to the future of the Empire and Ullapool!"

Charlotte's side all raised their glasses, and during the process, two more merchants' dishes came up. They glanced at each other, and they all raised their glasses in response to the usual toast. ()

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