Julius's order had not yet expired and was in good use, but the empty cabin was so difficult for Brant that the chief officer frowned at the sight of the Roaring Giant's draft and asked to be boarded for inspection. Although the bodies of the dead had been cleaned up, and the deck had been wiped by Morin without a single trace of charring, a huge ship of only two and a half men was enough to make people suspicious, and in the end it was Houdini who stuffed the magistrate with a number of gold coins to put an end to the matter.

Entering the inner locks, the three of them were amazed at the number and orderliness of the boats, and the longboats, small boats, and flat-bottomed clippers all belonged to the busiest port on the western side, which took up two-thirds of the sea; Huge merchant and passenger ships with large drafts are concentrated on the east coast, while richly decorated velvet sightseeing boats and aristocratic yachts enter Cape Queen's Point from the luxurious port in the middle, where they have privileges that make the crossing the quickest.

"How many gold coins do you think our ship can sell?" Houdini walked over to block Brandt's view.

"Not a big boy can be sold," replied Brandt, "and the people here only want goods, not ships." ”

"How do you know?" Maureen also leaned over and looked up at the prince.

"A friend sued me." Brandt touched the boy's head and looked deeply into the tall inner city of Queen's Point.

Ten days ago, the thunder and lightning of the sea led Brant and his ship to this ancient and mysterious city of Cape, which was once ruled by Vanessa's family, and Brant seemed to feel the breath of a princess, and he breathed in and out of the breath.

It took a lot of twists and turns for the group of three to enter the inner city of Queen's Point. Unlike the domed architecture of the country of the wine valley, the houses of the country of midsummer have high ridged roofs, like the tip of a spear, and as far as the eye can see, the pier is full of rising and falling spikes and cornices, which is said to be good for ventilation and moisture-proofing, and of course, it also increases the utilization of space. The docks were crowded and chaotic, and Brant had to hold Morin's hand to keep it from being scattered, and the crowd slowly flowed towards the inner city, and the prince noticed that the open fields along the way were occupied by soldiers and knights' tents, in addition to the merchants who sold their catches. Houses and fortifications were also being built, giving the tension of a great battle, and the air lit by the sun was filled with the sound of saws and hammers. People carried building materials on their shoulders through the streets, quarrymen's wagons made their way down the dry, dusty alleys, many wearing hammer and spark markers on their chests.

"Hmph, there's going to be war again." Houdini spat on the ground, "These idiot lords are idle and want to tear each other's flesh apart. ”

Is that really the case? Brandt grabbed a worker and asked, "There's going to be a war?" ”

"Yes," the muscular worker said, glancing at Brant, dressed as a sailor, "if you want to find odd jobs, it's too late." ”

"Fight with whom?"

The worker glared at Brandt, "You're a foreigner?" Fighting the Southerners, of course! Crescent City has declared war on General Koman, Princess Elia's soldiers and horses are almost at the end of the Dufu Pass, we must build the fortifications before autumn comes, or the little devil will make all the people in the land of Midsummer into jerky! ”

Brant stayed where he was, and until the man was gone, it was still in a dream. Ilia? Vanessa's little sister? How did she become the lord of Crescent City? How can he become a reviled little devil?

"Let's go," Houdini stomped the stone bricks under his feet, "It's a scary feeling to be down-to-earth, let's get this kid to safety quickly, and I can continue my business." ”

"So you're not going to sell the Roaring Giant?" Brandt squinted at Houdini.

"Didn't you hear?" The pirate leader pointed to the fortifications, "It's going to be a war, I think I'd better go back to my old job, and I can make more profits." ”

"Robbery of warships is much riskier than merchant ships," Brandt said as he walked, "are you alone?" ”

"You forgot I had magic?" Houdini suddenly had a glittering dagger in his hand, which was just a toothpick in his hand before blinking.

"By the way, what do you usually do with people on merchant ships?" Brandt suddenly thought of a very strict question.

"Give them a dinghy, or they will go out to sea and leave it to their fate."

"So you're not going to kill them all?"

"I don't have the patience to clean the deck."

Brandt turned around and looked at Houdini seriously, "That one-eyed, what's his magic?" ”

"Spread." Houdini was taken aback by the prince's attitude, and also regained his serious attitude, and thought about it carefully, "To say that his magic is almost powerless, and he didn't specify what he could spread when he was with me, I thought he was, you know, when you are a pirate, you don't have any powerful magic, then again, you can't do it if you have magic." ”

As if he had seen a ray of light in the night, Brant exclaimed excitedly, "Yes! That's it! Spread fear! "It turns out that the mastermind behind the scenes needs someone who can spread fear!

"So what? The clue is broken when we reach the Queen's Horn, and we can no longer use the clouds to determine the location of the 'god', and we can't find him. Looks like I'd better go back to my old ways. Houdini said dejectedly.

"We don't need to bother to find Him," Brandt's eyes sparkled, "I have a way to get that impostor to come to us." ”

Since the landing of Queen's Horn, there have been terrible rumors circulating in the city that a sick god who specializes in spreading plagues has come to the Land of Midsummer, and has also ambushed countless believers in all corners of the continent to serve him, and every chicken and duck in the Land of Midsummer must be screened by Him, and only those who are physically strong are qualified to be sacrificed to the god of disease and ascend to the kingdom of heaven. The rumors are even more terrible, that this god has a great temper, has a great connection with the god of death, secretly serves the god of death, often imposes diseases on his elect, and the unsatisfactory will be kissed by the god of death and go directly to hell to serve.

Brant looked at the terrified crowd on the ground with satisfaction, he had successfully used his magic to spread the fear, believing that someone would come to the door soon.

Sure enough, there was a sharp knock on the door, and Maureen hurriedly put away the papers on the table, rolled them into the waste paper tube, and ran to open the door.

Houdini screamed in pain and ran into the room, "It hurts me!" ”

"What's going on?" Brant asked.

"Yes, there's lightning chasing me!"

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