The hustle and bustle of the camp dock to Rick. Challis's first impression was very good. Now that you've arrived at the place, let's disembark under the guidance of the servants of the Rhys Chamber of Commerce.

Standing on the stone paved ground of the camp dock, not only did the steel horns breathe a sigh of relief, but there were also a few mercenaries over there who were obviously relaxed and their bodies.

Rick didn't care about Steel Horn and Earless, as well as the performance of those mercenaries on the same ship, and directly under the guidance of Steward Fury, he went straight to the group of Mage Patrick, the young master of the Rhys Chamber of Commerce, who entered the port first and also got off the ship first.

It was still far away, and the young master of the Rhys Chamber of Commerce, Master Pat, greeted him with a smile on his face. After saluting, he asked, "Dear Priest Rick, are you satisfied with this journey?" Fury's steward and the vulgar sailors didn't treat you slowly, did they? ”

"No, no, Fury's steward and the industrious sailors on board were very polite and never slowed me down. And I was very satisfied with this voyage, which was really an eye-opener for me. Immediately, Rick gave an admiring look and returned the salute. And the Mage Napat also showed a knowing expression.

Next, Mage Napat turned to greet Missing Moon who was standing next to Rick. Anders and Lil Lith, mercenary captains.

"Mr. Missing Moon, Miss Lil Liss, you have worked this voyage."

"You're welcome, wise Mage Pat, we don't have to work hard, thanks to the careful arrangements made by you and your Rhys Chamber of Commerce." Missing month. Anders replied as he saluted.

And the Scarface mercenary next to her, Ms. Lil Liss, didn't know if it was because of her personality or other reasons, and after making a mercenary salute, she just responded succinctly: "It's not hard, thank you." "I don't speak.

After greeting a few important guests, Mage Napat smiled at Steward Fury, who was leading the way, and nodded, indicating that he was satisfied with the work done by Steward Fury, and turned to Rick, the highest-ranking of all of them. Challis.

"Priest Rick, and warriors, welcome to the only frontier conquest purification camp for intelligent life on the Isle of the Dead. Please come with me. With that, Mage Napater turned around and led Rick and the others from the Thoennes towards the group of people who had disembarked from the Sea of Silence.

Soon, the two groups of people converged. Again, it was Master Pat, who was the master, who spoke; "Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the destination of this mission, and you can choose to follow us to the residence of our Rhys Chamber of Commerce in this camp to rest, or you can choose where your acquaintances and friends will stay. Of course, if Honorable Priest Larrick Di, and Honorable Priest Rick, if they are willing to deign to rest at the premises of our Chamber of Commerce, our Chamber of Commerce is very welcome. If you go to the altar of your Highnesses in this camp, I will send a servant of the Chamber of Commerce to lead you there. I would like to ask you, Honorable Priests, and all of you, to note that in the morning of three days' time, it will be time for us to begin our mission. Yes, there are no fights allowed in this camp, so please be careful. ”

After Master Napater finished speaking, he stood there, looking at everyone with a smile on his face, waiting for everyone's choice.

Rick looked at Priest Larrick, the highest ranking in this group, and saw that he glanced around the crowd with an expressionless face, turned to Master Pat, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Since I have arrived at this camp, I naturally want to go to the altar set up here by His Highness the Divine Lord first. If you think that Ric Priest must have gone to the altar under the Temple of the God of War first. ”

"Yes, Priest Larrickdi is right. I have to go to the altar of the Lord of War before I can do anything else. Ask Master Pat to arrange for a servant to lead the way. ”

"Okay, I'll arrange for a servant to lead the way." After Master Napater finished speaking, he looked at Steward Fury, who had been beside him, and when he saw him hurrying over, he opened his mouth and commanded, "Steward Fury, you heard what Priest Larrick Di and Priest Rick said. You go ahead and arrange it. ”

"Yes, young master, I'll arrange it." With that, Steward Fury turned around and walked briskly towards the entrance to the camp dock.

Don't think that Fury's steward is looking for someone in the camp, but there are already a number of people waiting there on the road leading to the camp at the entrance to the pier. Steward Fury had actually seen that there were people from his own chamber of commerce who were there, so he naturally went over and arranged for two servants who were familiar with the path to give Priest Larrick and Rick to guide the way.

Rick and Priest Larrick were led by servants from the Rhys Chamber of Commerce, but neither of them wanted to stay on the docks any longer. After saying hello to Mage Pat, as well as his senior brother Senior Mage Chad, as well as other mercenaries such as Missing Moon, Lil Lith, and Radi, they didn't care about the arrangements made by the Rhys Chamber of Commerce, and went straight to the altar of the Temple of the God of War here.

Under the guidance of the servants of the Rhys Chamber of Commerce, Rick walked down the street of the camp with steel horns and earsless, looking at the existence of a bustling town on a continent. The same people come and go, bustling, the same races, and the same shops for people to buy and sell, except for one difference.

Most of the people walking on the streets of the bustling towns on the mainland are ordinary people, and only a small part of them are capable people like Rick.

And on the streets of this camp that was built by intelligent beings on the Isle of the Dead, nine out of ten people walked with abilities, and ordinary people like the servants sent by the Rhys Chamber of Commerce to guide Rick were only a small part.

On both sides of the street of this camp, there are a large number of equipment shops, potion shops, weapons shops, and blacksmith shops. There are also a number of taverns and grain stores. Even the big restaurants, which are a little more upscale in Rick's eyes, have two restaurants standing on both sides of the street. These shops and restaurants, no matter which one they are, are full of people of various races coming in and out, whether it is the dwarves who are good at drinking, the elegant elves, the clever gnomes, or the orcs who are strong, capable, or sensitive. Of course, the most ethnic pedestrians on the street are still Terrans. On average, out of every ten pedestrians walked, six pedestrians were Terrans, and the other four pedestrians were of other races, and they were of different races.

Rick walked all the way down the street, and although he saw the camp bustling with pedestrians and bustling, he always gave Rick a false feeling. It's like the feeling of forced laughter that Rick saw in some movies and TV shows in his previous life, which made Rick have some doubts in his heart. Of course, with Rick's temperament, he will not directly ask someone to ask this kind of question, he will only carefully understand the information from all sides and analyze and judge it himself. If there is no adverse effect on himself, Rick will naturally not show up to meddle in his affairs. If there were any adverse effects, Rick naturally didn't mind finding a way to solve it early. If the matter is too big for Rick to solve, of course he won't mind stabbing the matter to the top level, after all, Rick is already an official priest-level existence, and he has a certain social status, which is equivalent to the existence of nobles in the human race.

Rick pondered all the way and followed the servants of the Rhys Chamber of Commerce to the altar under the Temple of the God of War, located northwest of the camp. I saw this building standing in the middle of a large open space, but it was not tall and spacious, but it gave people a strange and majestic feeling. I also saw that it was not too far away, five or six meters high, and it should be the camp wall building.

Although Rick wondered why the altar under the Temple of the God of War was so close to the wall of the camp, he still did not ask his doubts, but walked towards the altar of the God of War with a pilgrim's pious expression, step by step.