Hosdi's gaze flicked back and forth on Mu Yan and Mei Lulu, and finally chose to give in.

This woman was so important to him that she had been by his side for as long as he could remember, playing the role of maid, nurse, and even mother. Later, after he became the lord of the city, he served as his clerk and staff, and if it weren't for the fact that Heru didn't have the identity of "teacher", she would probably still be his enlightenment teacher.

The most unforgettable person in his life was not his father or mother, it was the woman with whom he had grown up, and the other forty-nine people combined were no match for a single hair of hers.

I don't know how those mercenaries will feel when they know what their city lord is thinking at this moment.

……

"What do you want me to do?" Hosdi's voice was a little hoarse.

"Hosdi!"

Hablon realized that he was about to lose a favor, and he couldn't help but be annoyed. One of his crew members slipped and fell, and now there was no one left, and if there was no more Huo Sidi as an ally, he really didn't know how to negotiate with Mu Yan.

"Aren't you really worried that I'll kill him?" He questioned Mu Yan.

The vines strung up Glazer and hung him in mid-air. A look of pain appeared on the old man's face as the vines grazed the lobes of his lungs and coughed up a puddle of blood.

Mu Yan glanced at Hablon, obviously showing a mocking expression.

"Do you dare?"

"You-"

As soon as Hablon was about to say something, a fire lit up beside him.

Each piece of ghost wood on the deck had a magic circle extending from it, just like an electrical pipe, and now all Mu Yan did was release the energy in the pipe.

Light and heat have always been the most straightforward way to release energy, just like the romance of a mage.

The fire was fleeting, and it was easy to retract and release, and the waterfall condensed under Hablon's urgency smashed into the air.

Seeing that the deterrent effect had been played, Mu Yan ignored Hosdi for the first time, and instead asked, "Mr. Hablon, I heard that the Nagfar is the last ship of the Michaos, is this true?" ”

The helmsman glared at him coldly, but did not answer, so Mu Yan said to himself:

"What's your next stop?" Vaddan City, right? The group of merchants had now set up a stage on the riverbank, ready to watch the show. But if you can't even keep this ship, and then go to Vadan alone, what do you think they will laugh at? Will President Andrew die of laughter?

Mu Yan deliberately imitated Andrew's tone and said: "'Men of Vadan, look, this is the greatest wizard of Heru for thousands of years, Mr. Hablon, he even gave up his ship in order to come to see you, quickly take out the only thing that the Wadan people have to save him', tsk, I can't bear it." ”

He smiled and changed his tone again.

"Or did Mr. Hablon not think about keeping his promises? I've heard that in Port Geol more than a month ago, you and President Andrew shouted in the air, and your momentum almost set off the waves in the River Styx, but at this moment, do you choose to be a poor turtle with a shrunken head? ”

"You were indeed instructed by Andrew!" Hablon said angrily.

"Yes and what, no what? Do you have time to think about that? I didn't say I had to embarrass you. ”

Without waiting for the other to reply, he continued: "Maybe you want to threaten me with the teacher's life, but don't forget where this is, look around, look at your feet, this is the River Styx, or, look at me again?" ”

He stretched out his index finger, and a green ghost fire rose.

"See, this is definitely not the color of the water element's deterioration, this is the soul."

Mu Yan smiled and said, "I'm the soul snatcher you hate, whose life do you want to take away from me?" ”

Hablon kept his face calm and didn't say a word, as if he was judging the truth of Mu Yan's words.

He suddenly thought of Bruux's death, and maybe he could threaten the other party like this. No matter how powerful a soul grabber is, he can't reshape the soul that melted in the River Styx, right?

As if to understand his thoughts, Mu Yan sneered:

"Notice the number of people in our ranks? Remember the guy who fell? I have a way of saving him from the River Styx, you are not questioning my abilities, are you? ”

Hablon seemed to realize what was wrong, and he frowned and looked around, realizing that the goblin who had died in the conflict that day had come back to life.

He was visibly annoyed, and he was dissatisfied with the passivity of falling into the trap of the other party with every step.

Mu Yan was very satisfied, and the situation was under control from the moment the other party followed his own logic. What he feared most was that Hablon was determined to be more ruthless than him, and he would really not be able to stand it.

As long as the other party feels sorry for the boat and then starts negotiating, the two people are competing for the high and low bids. What he has to do now is to keep showing his hole cards, impact the opponent's psychological defense, and keep the opponent's asking price to the lowest, or simply let him decide.

Again, these words were addressed to Hosdi, warning him not to mess around.

……

After thinking for five minutes, Hablon threw Glazer over.

There's a brand, there's no room for error, he thought. Even if the other party seems to be so victorious, he has not been able to eradicate the brand, indicating that this is the only thing he can rely on.

The old man was about to fall in front of Mu Yan like a tattered rag doll, when a soft qi element suddenly got up from the deck and caught him steadily.

Seeing this, Hablon snorted, and he clearly felt that the energy of this qi element came from this ship.

Not willing to spend even a shred of his own magic, stingy bastard.

After settling down Glazer, Mu Yan whispered a few words in Suria's ear, although the girl was unwilling, she still obeyed in this situation.

She walked to Unno with the Qi elemental carrying Glazer.

At this time, the deck under Mu Yan's feet suddenly bulged, and a majestic figure attacked him with an angry roar.

However, instead of dodging, he glanced at Hosdi.

The latter instantly understood, and appeared in front of Mu Yan with the irritability in his heart, blocking the blow for him.

"Hosdi!"

His actions added fuel to the fire, and Victor became even angrier.

"What are you doing!!"

Hosty didn't answer, as if to vent his anger on his opponent, he climbed up to Victor's thick arm, took a step forward with his right foot, hugged the opponent's arm with both hands, twisted his body, arched his back, pressed against Victor's lower abdomen, and then roared and threw him out with all his might.

Victor hit his face and smashed through several decks in a row, sinking deep into the cabin once more.

"Is it okay?" Hosty's face was gloomy.

"Teachable, oh, I mean good."

Mu Yan nodded, and a gentle water element immediately floated towards Mei Lulu, healing the wound on her shoulder. But the cable that bound the latter did not loosen. There was still a loop around her neck, ready to tighten.

"Then I'm going to put forward the conditions next, two city lords."

He turned to face the two of them, smiling kindly, like a shy boy next door.

"The first one is to help me kill Victor."

Mu Yan's voice was so small that only two of them could hear it.

"Don't you dream, how could I-"

"Boom"

Hablon's sneer came to an abrupt end as the Nagfar's emblem of ramming was broken. The one-eyed, scythe-carrying scythe-stabbing man with his scythe on his back, suddenly fell off the upper half of his body and fell into the River Styx, and the heavy granite material made it sink to the bottom of the river in an instant.

"Your Excellency Hablon, it's not good to interrupt someone casually." Mu Yan reminded: "And if you don't do this, in order to resist his attack, I may have to dismantle the entire ship, after all, compared to you, I am so weak." So make a choice, do you want me to destroy the boat directly, or indirectly destroy her? ”

"I can get Victor under control and get him off the boat."

Hablon made concessions, but this was not what Mu Yan wanted.

"So be it, Lord Hablon." "Let's take a step back," he said. I'll give you back half control of the ship, and you'll be responsible for subduing Victor, but keep him on the ship. At the same time, the Nagfar did not need to take in any crew members and sailed to the Naxal Valley. ”

"What about me? What do you want me to do to let them go? Hosdy asked.

"As for you, Lord Hosdi, I never thought you would get involved in this matter from the beginning." Mu Yan shrugged his shoulders and changed to a relaxed tone. "So you can disembark with your 49 servants."

"Forty-nine?"

"That's right, you can follow me all the way on the shore." Mu Yan clapped his hands, and the cable sent everyone except Mei Lulu over.

Through the test just now, he can pack the ticket, these 49 people are not as important as the girl alone. Instead of asking so many hostages to be uneasy factors, it is better to give personal favors.

Although this favor may not be accepted by the other party.

"I'm going to stay on the boat." Hosdi glanced at his mercenaries, and his attitude was resolute.

"No, I'll be anxious if you stay on the ship, so forget it."

Seeing what he wanted to say, Mu Yan said directly: "I'm not discussing with you, Your Excellency, this is an order." ”

Although Hosdi was unwilling, he had no choice but to do it.

Hablon on the side also thought it through, and he tried to communicate with the control room again, but any instructions were in vain, which made him frustrated, who had always been pretentious.

The strong strength made him empty-eyed, and he didn't believe that someone would take control of the ship under his nose, and because of this, he was now coerced by Mu Yan.

Huo Sidi disembarked with his mercenaries, and before leaving, he glanced at Mu Yan meaningfully, as if to imprint his appearance in his mind.

"I'll crush your bones with my own hands, starting with your shoulders."

The city lord sent such a blessing before leaving, but Mu Yan generously chose to ignore it and gave him a song.

"Your Excellency, you can run and sing this song on the shore 'Slender Man's Love', which is a folk song from my hometown, and there is a popular lyric in it called 'Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat, brother, I walk on the shore', I hope you will like it."

Sending away Hosti, the city lord of Haimeng was tied up by Hablon and Mu Yan under the annotation of his own people. In order to deal with this warrior whose body was comparable to that of a dragon, Hablon spent a lot of magic to create a labyrinth. There, no matter how much he destroys, how he runs, he is going in circles.

Then the farce came to an end, and to the curses of countless people on the shore—from the soldiers who had spent money but disembarked halfway, who had spent money and had not even been able to get on board, and who had to walk back to the port of Gior, the Nagfar, missing its ramming horns, slowly sailed towards the city of Vadan like a man who had been punched in the nose and collapsed limply.

Mu Yan did as he promised, giving back half of Hablon's control. He gave him control of the voyage, as well as the entry of the energy furnace. In other words, Hablon had to carry the ship on his shoulders and use his magic to provide energy for the ship.

After all, the right to export the energy furnace is not his.

Originally, he had planned to sail the ship back to the port of Geoor, but Mu Yan casually threw him a map with the corners and corners of Heru marked on it, which was more delicate than any he had ever seen.

Of course, this picture came from Lancelot, he had given it to Mu Yan as early as the Wind Firmament, and now it came in handy.

"As a soul snatcher, I know as much about this land as you do." Mu Yan explained: "So Your Excellency should start the ship seriously, presumably everything that happened today has reached the ears of the Wadan people, the king of the Chao people has already left his crew and clansmen and fled, if he can't even fulfill the promise he made at the beginning, what kind of image should be made into the human brain?" ”

These words immediately dispelled Hablon's thoughts. But he also has his own little abacus: the half of the control authority obtained seems to be a cheat, but in fact it is equivalent to opening a crack in the wall, and you can feel the connection between himself and the control room through the crack.

The reason why I am now at this point is simply because I have lost the initiative. When I take back the initiative, I will use your souls to commemorate this farce.

Hablon thought.

On the night of 9 January, the Nagfar set sail from Haimon to Wadan.