Win Li and I took the sailing ship 'Slave Trader' and carried the badge of Noah's family to Dunai Island under the stars.

Along the way, in order to be able to contact more allies who were fighting against Marquis Boris, we tried to visit the lords of some of the islands along the way.

If you want to become the lord of these islands in the Vaschi plane, it is actually very simple, and the nobles who have taken the servants to open up the territory in the Vaschi plane with their own hands only need to hand over one-third of the territory to the Mensa family, and then one-third to His Majesty Charles, the Emperor of the Grimm Empire, and the remaining part of the land can be registered as their own private territory in the Mensa family.

A nobleman who owns territory can be called a lord.

Many of the nobles who worked with Duke Mensa to develop the Vaschi plane had private islands in the Vasaki plane, but these islands had been gradually regionalized after several generations of painstaking management, and there may still be a portrait of the original Duke of Mensa on the walls of their castle, but this does not mean that they will have much respect for the current Duke of Mensa.

There are also other lords who are branches of the Mensa family, the Vasqi plane, known as the Sea of Plenty, which was once a gold rush for countless distant relatives of the Mensa family, and many of them used up their last connections in order to obtain an island in the Vaschi plane. It's just that the recent outbreak of the Plane War has made these rich planes uncared for.

After five generations, the bloodline has faded to the point of being a stranger.

What's more, these distant relatives of the Mansa family on the Vaschi plane have passed for many generations, and the only thing they have in common with Noah is that their own surnames can still write the word 'Mensa' at the end.

There are also some adventurers, who have won meritorious services on the battlefield, have the status of nobility, and come to the Vaschi plane with their servants to explore, they need to obtain the recommendation of the lord in the Vaschi plane, or make outstanding contributions to the Vaschi plane, so that they can apply for the qualification certificate to explore the territory in the administrative office of the Mensa family, and after having the qualification, they can buy sailboats, recruit soldiers and sailors, and drive the ship to the empty areas on the chart, and explore the territory in those unknown areas.

Sometimes, it was difficult for our ships to get close to some of the well-defended island towns, and many of the castles had catapults and bed crossbows on the high walls, and before our sailboats could get close, they were forced to lower their sails or turn around and leave, and those catapults were often erected on high cliffs or city towers, and the range of boulder projectiles on catapults was much farther than that of bed crossbows on sea ships.

Many of the lords of the island, who would blow the tromppet from afar at the sight of the black, charred hull of the Slave Trader, were hostile to our ship and would not allow us to sail into the island's docks.

Although our sailors would stand on the lookout of the mainmast and talk to the people of the island in simple flag language, it was often difficult to convince the people of the island.

Unless I rode the magic handle, flew over to the rain of arrows, landed on the city wall, and directly showed myself to the guards on the island, a magic student of the Royal Academy of Magic. The guards guarded me with a cautious look on their faces, and ordered the catapults to stop attacking.

Of course, sometimes, the identity of the magician of the Royal Academy of Magic will also be invalidated, and often at this time, magic skills are more convincing than any language, at least the lords of these islands can clearly realize how troublesome it is to kill a magician nobleman.

So I had a lot of shut-offs along the way, but on the whole, none of the island lords had the idea of detaining me, and looking at the deep vigilance hidden in the eyes of those lords, I knew that they didn't believe what I said at all.

Whether it is Marquis Boris or Noah Mensah, they are members of the Mensa family after all, speaking of which, the disputes on the Vaschi plane are just the infighting of the Mensa family, maybe this time Marquis Boris is the plane consul of Vaschi, and the timing of announcing the plane out of the control of the Mensa family is a little unwise, but in the end, these can still be regarded as internal matters of the Mensa family, at this time, as a lobbyist, my identity seems a little awkward, and the lords on those islands do not trust me, which is also human nature.

After all, although many lords have been out of the inner circle of the Mensa family for a long time, they still regard themselves as supporters of the Mensa family, and they certainly don't easily believe the words of an 'outsider', even if I hold the Mensa family badge and carry the letter from Count Evan, but these still can't make people believe me hungry.

Of course, there are also well-informed lords who have learned of what is happening on the Vaschi plane, and they are extremely cautious about my visit, fearing that my identity is false, and that the Marquis of Boris will be angry with the entire island if they know that they are secretly in contact with me.

Along the way, it was not uncommon for our sailing ships to be turned away from the islands, and our ships were usually not allowed to anchor at the islands' docks or resupply them, which the Slave Traders did not need.

......

Yam Island is the largest island in the western part of the Abyss, the island has the largest deep-water port in this area, it is the largest trading market in the western edge of the Abyss, and the port here is moored all year round to the Waski plane, and the island has a very large construction island, with a resident population of 50,000.

Our boat sailed outside the island of Yam and found that the harbor here had no signs of war, and we felt the prosperity of the island when we saw the boats coming in and out of the harbour docks.

Ships kept passing by, and many of the sailors on board looked at the Slave Trader with a look of surprise, and many pointed at the Slave Trader.

I suspect they may have seen the Slave Trader somewhere before that.

The 'Slave Traders' did not immediately sail into the docks of Yam Island, and instead of projecting huge stones at us, the island sent two patrol sailing ships to approach our sailing boats, and I and Win Li took out the tokens of Noah's house and the personal letter from Count Evan, one of which quickly returned to Yam Island to report to their consul, and the other patrol ship followed closely behind the 'Slave Trader'.

The Archon of Yam Island did not refuse our visit, and when the Slave Traders slowly sailed into the port docks, many people on the docks stopped what they were doing and gathered around us, and they looked at us in amazement.

The sailors on the ship had never been so watched, and the sailors, who had always hid in dark corners, seemed a little dodgy under the gaze of those onlookers, and some of the movements of the sailing ship became very stiff.

At this time, the 'Slave Trader' was about to dock, and we had to bite the bullet and watch the world change.

"Jijia, did you think that our visit was not considered?" Senior Dylan caught up from behind as he disembarked, tugged at my shirt, and whispered to me.

I nodded quietly.

Senior Dylan groaned for a moment, and immediately told me: "Remember to take all the people with you when you go ashore, as long as you find that the situation is not right, we will leave immediately! I have a random teleportation scroll here that allows us to leave here at any time, of course, I can't take your 'Slave Trader' with me." ”

I continued to nod my head and glanced at Karantso on the deck, who immediately understood, turned and went to the cabin on the deck to look for Ruka.

I whispered to Senior Dylan, "It seems that you have made some progress in your research on space magic recently. ”

Senior Dylan cautiously stepped on the springboard and walked down, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly, "In fact, these random teleportation scrolls are all failures. I have the coordinates of the teleportation magic array in Ilinas City, so I've been trying to draw a teleportation magic door that can be teleported back to Ilinas City anytime and anywhere, but unfortunately I've failed more than twenty times......"

I knew right away that this was terrible news.

I tentatively asked Senior Dylan, "Are you supposed to waste all the magic crystals we have obtained from hunting demonic beasts at sea?"

Senior Dylan put on a natural look and said to me, "Otherwise, what do you think? This kind of academic research is, of course, more expensive!"

I resisted the urge to go crazy in my heart, lowered my voice, word after word, and spit out of my mouth stiffly: "Is it justified just to say 'burn money'? You took almost all of my and Noah's savings. ”

Senior Dylan pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to put his arm around my shoulder, and said affectionately: "Forget it, your vault is this sea of the Vasiqi plane, I have never seen a magician who makes money faster than your brother, I only see in my eyes that those sea beasts in the abyss are rushing to send magic crystals and magic materials to your brother's hands." If the witchers of the Vaschi plane were all hunted like your brothers, then the sea beasts of the Vaschi plane should have been completely extinct a hundred years ago. ”

"I've found myself stuck in a space magic trap lately, trapped in my own fixed mind, and I need you to help me think about it from a bystander's perspective, maybe you'll have a different opinion......" Senior Dylan whispered to me.

"Don't want to lure me into studying space magic in this way, I heard Scholar Sean say that before the second transfer, magicians should focus on learning magic in a certain department as much as possible, this is the right way for magicians to grow!" I whispered to Senior Dylan as we disembarked.

Win Li, Helena, and Becky followed us quietly, and in full view of the public, they were dressed in elaborate court dresses, and those long dresses embroidered with delicate patterns made them beautiful, and they were completely aristocratic ladies, with their white chins raised proudly, and their skirts lifted when they walked, like a beautiful white swan.

Karantso and Ruka also quickly followed us before we disembarked.

......

We have never understood why the eyes of the sailors on the ships off the coast of Yam Island, or the eyes of the people gathered around the sailing ship 'Slave Trader' on the docks, are all surprised and strange, why are they all whispering?

It wasn't until Ying Li and I arrived at the City Lord's Mansion on the island of Yamu that the mystery in our hearts was solved.

Because on the notice board outside the City Lord's Mansion, there is a huge notice, which is a newly issued wanted notice, on which are drawn several sea ships, each sea ship is painted with a magic pattern, making these sea ships alive on the wanted notice, and each ship is constantly moving forward in the wind and waves.

The third picture of the sea ship on the wanted notice is the 'Slave Trader', and it is clearly marked at the end of the wanted notice, if the ship can be pursued, the Marquis of Boris will pay the amount of the reward and some of the rewards that the person who provides the information will receive.

It seems that he already knew that Ying Li and I were on the opposite side of Marquis Boris, but they didn't send ships to hunt us down, and they didn't even have any conspiracy, otherwise they wouldn't have shown the wanted warrant to me and Ying Li in such an unscrupulous manner.

I can't guess what the Archon really thinks, but I'll just have to wait and see.

The layout of Yam Island is like Connathan City, the island is several square kilometers in circumference, and it is not enough to build an island city. However, the city on the island of Yam is many times larger than the city on Conason Island, and all the buildings look like they are made of coral reefs, and the surface looks rough.

We followed one of the captains of the inspection ship into the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

In the council hall of the Lord's Palace, we meet Christopher Mensa, the consul of the island of Yam.

He was a fat man, sitting on a cast-iron chair in the center of the council hall, a symbol of power, looking like a pile of fat wrapped in leather, so fat that he could barely breathe, so fat that he could barely see his neck, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and when he saw us, he was wiping his mouth with a white silk handkerchief.

"What a bunch of daring young men, don't you know that Boris is looking for you all over the world?" the first thing he said to me was to get straight to the point about our situation.

But he immediately saw from my outfit and the badge on my chest that I wasn't Noah.

"Huh...... What about Noah?" he opened, and those eyes were so bright.

I first introduced himself to Christopher, and then explained why he wasn't with Noah, and then he slowly calmed down, closed his bright eyes, and turned into a harmless human and animal appearance. 2k reading web