In order to prevent mercenary groups from disrupting the order of the city, especially some notorious and uncontrollable guys entering the city, bringing unpredictable consequences, according to the custom, most mercenary guilds are only allowed to build on the edge of the town.

Like other cities on the mainland, the Guild of Harbor City Wickz is located on the more remote Second Avenue in the east side of town, adjacent to the busy Ocean Chamber of Commerce and the docklands, where the old and dirty urban houses are intricately intricate, gang-divided, and chaotic, and over the years, even Vicz's city guards are powerless to deal with it, and this is where mercenaries like Brandon have nothing to fear.

"So, how many of you still want to hire an ocean-going ship? Isn't it my brother that I'm bragging to you, our Hurricane Mercenary Group's own ship is also a race. ”

On the second avenue that followed the heel, Brandon listened to Roger whisper to himself about his plan, his voice couldn't help but raise an octave, and when he saw Roger's suspicious little eyes, he suppressed his voice, but his tone was still a little faster.

"There are some things that my brother is just telling you, in fact, the Hurricane of our mercenary group is also a retired model that I got from the Royal Fleet, not to mention anything else, it's still no problem to sail in the Gray Sea, why waste that money to hire ocean-going merchant ships? Or, little brother, don't you trust my brother and me?"

Brandon frowned and pretended to be unhappy, but he was thinking in his heart, if this group of boys really hired those caravans, there would be a lot of people at that time, and the chance of making a move would be very small.

But if you really want to eat this group of fat sheep in Vikz, will the reputation of the mercenary group be lost? After all, there were many people in the Mercenary Guild just now who saw him bring these little guys out.

While Brandon was deciding on his mind, Roger was standing on the side of the road, cross-legging his waist and ordering Reluctantly Difana to go to town to buy some necessities for a few days of sailing, in such a bad tone that he was like a vicious mother-in-law bullying her new daughter-in-law.

At this time, Difana was no longer still in the ruins, her long brown and red hair was simply pulled into a ponytail and put on her shoulders, her round face was puffy, but it had faded a little green, and she was still holding her experimental subject No. 3, which was several sizes smaller, in her arms, and she didn't know why Difana was still holding it after leaving the Necromantic Underworld.

I probably still can't get used to Roger's stupid face, from just now, this little girl is about to roll her eyes behind her back and almost turn out of the rhythm of Allegro, Roger can think with his knees, even if Brandon is sluggish, she will still be exposed if she stays.

"No, no, no, Brother Brandon, you really think too much, we are not familiar with each other, how can we not believe your reason? It's just that the place we are going to can only be reached by taking the large ocean-going ship of the Chamber of Commerce. ”

Handing Difana a list of supplies to buy, Roger's eyes flashed with a sly glint, "Just now in the guild said that our target is the Gray Sea, that's just a stopgap measure, beware of some ill-intentioned guys, in fact, the small island where we want to mine magic materials is located in the Endless Sea. ”

"Endless Sea, that's a bit of a problem......"

At the mention of this name, Brandon scratched his bald head and suddenly had a headache, as a resident of Wickz, it was naturally impossible not to know the daimyo of the Endless Sea.

According to the general distinction in academic circles, the ocean around the pan-continent is artificially divided into two layers from the inside to the outside, the gray sea near the continent, which is relatively stable, and the endless sea, which is covered with dark clouds and waves all year round.

There is a vague demarcation between the two called the Moro limit, beyond which the monsoons, currents, types and ferocity of sea beasts and even the concentration of magic throughout the ocean are very different, and because of this, the ships required to sail in the two are also different, and the ships that can only adapt to the conditions of the gray sea rashly enter the endless sea, then there is probably only one way left to destroy the ship and kill people.

If the fate of these fat sheep is really in the Endless Sea, there is really no reason to stop them, and it is true that only those ocean-going ships equipped with magical machinery can withstand the ravages of the wind and waves in the Endless Sea.

Thinking of this, Brandon already had the urge to kill Roger and his party in Vikz, and it was a big deal to hide with the mercenary group.

While Brandon was still wrestling, Roger shrugged, counted out about twenty gold medals from his pocket, and sent the pouting Difana to the shopping street in the center of the town to make purchases, and saw her disappear at the end of the street, Roger turned around with a feeling and met Ryan's worried gaze.

Seeing that the mentor finally noticed him, Ryan hurriedly leaned over and reminded Roger in a low voice: "Brother Roger, there are no less than five people who have been following us since they came out of the Mercenary Guild, it seems that you have overdone your acting, and those mercenaries all think that we are a group of fat sheep, and it doesn't seem appropriate to let Difana buy supplies alone at this time." ”

As he spoke, Ryan quietly pointed out a few sneaky figures in the crowd, hanging from far or near behind the group, like hyenas hunting with a fishy smell.

"Cut, it's all a bunch of small minions, and not a single big fish has been baited. ”

There is no need to look over there, Roger just sniffs, and he can smell the smell of the filthy gutter on that group of guys from afar, this group of guys who are mixed at the bottom and can only steal from civilians, probably only have the courage to follow them when they see the money, and deal with them, Difana's clever little girl is more than enough, so what danger can there be? No matter how bad it is, the modified test subject No. 3 in her hand is not a vegetarian.

It's just that he couldn't hang out the elusive guys of the Thieves Guild as he wished, which made Roger feel sorry, and he didn't just show Brandon for this idiot, he didn't believe that the thieves didn't leave an eyeliner on the mercenary guild's side.

Therefore, Roger deliberately spilled the soul crystals on the table, not only to leave the mercenaries with the impression of a frizzy boy, but also to draw out the thieves.

"Alas. ”

Roger had to sigh, the pervasive thieves infiltrated almost every corner of the continent, which made the thieves' guild the most famous intelligence dealer on the continent, claiming to know everything except the secrets of the gods, Roger had a lot of questions to get answers from them, and he didn't want to end up doing useless work.

Of course, these hooks and tricks are inconvenient to explain to Ryan now, and Roger is also very troubled by the character of his little brother who is a bit of a bad person, and he has seen the other side of Difana's decisiveness in the ruined palace, and it is really difficult for Ryan to worry about her.

Not to mention anything else, after the two separated that day, Roger was worried about the shadow trick to see Difana holding the dagger 'Silver Vulture' under the throne, and lightly mending the knife on the limp overseer, that scene still stays in Roger's mind.

"With this heart, maybe this kid should apply for a paladin and be a mage. ”

Of course, Roger complained in his heart, facing Ryan with a sincere face, and Juan who had long been impatient behind him, Roger waved his hand, and simply let his group of students go to find Difana's little girl together, so when Brandon came back to his senses, the original group of people from the Heron Magic Academy was still in place.

Before Brandon could ask, Roger touched his nose and explained, "Big brother, don't be surprised, my brother is the first time they have come to a big city like Wickz, and they are a little curious, so I sent them around." ”

Roger's this is not all a lie, the opening of the portal is located in the depths of an abandoned mine vein in the Galatia Province of the Duchy of Rest, because the group, including Roger, are all black households, Ben came to Vikz through the airship only three days of travel, Roger and the others took nearly three months to arrive.

During this period, even if the group passed through the city, they only hurried by, without taking a closer look, but along the way, Roger had time to teach the basic magic theory to Difana and others, and it was not a complete waste of time.

Although he was a little suspicious of this, Brandon decided to put his doubts aside and stabilize this kid first, after all, the bag of soul crystals was still on him.

"It's okay, it's okay, although Vikz is not a big city, but there are a lot of novelties brought by the caravan, and it's not bad for your brother to open his eyes. ”

Speaking of this, Brandon changed his words and went back to the topic, "Just now the little brother said that he wanted to hire an ocean-going vessel, which reminded me, I am also familiar with several ocean-going chambers of commerce, if I am here to help you get in touch, maybe I can help you save some gold Langer, I don't know what the little brother thinks?"

"Then thank you in advance, Big Brother Brandon. Roger responded happily.

On the bustling Second Avenue, the two of them, each with their own ghosts, were about to find a tavern to discuss the details of the hiring, and Roger moved his ears and noticed something unusual, which made him raise his head vigilantly.

The clamor on the second avenue disappeared at some point, as if someone had pressed the mute button, and then the people of the tavern shop walked silently down the street, and the merchants and mercenaries crowded together side by side, and now they had no high or low, and the workers on the docks stopped what they were doing, and lay on the side of the ship and looked up at the sky, even the most demanding overseers of the past would not say anything about it, and everyone looked silently at the gloomy sky, full of longing for something.

Staring at the thick lead-gray clouds overhead, the strange and dreary atmosphere made people feel as if a big stone had been pressed in their hearts, and it also made Roger feel like he was back in the underworld of the dead.

Avoiding the crowd of people looking at the sky in a daze, Roger quietly asked Brandon beside him, "Big brother, what are you doing staring at the sky?"

As soon as the words came out, Roger knew that he seemed to have asked an idiot question, only to see Brandon looking Roger up and down with a strange expression, and his words were full of puzzlement, "Little brother, don't you know about the Feather Fall Festival?"