The light of the holy white was overwhelming, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mickey rubbed his eyes, he had never seen anything like this in his more than twenty years of memory - the white pillar of light was like a huge spear, piercing the clouds in the blazing night sky, obscuring the crescent moon under its brilliant light, and at the end of the spear, there was an endless void.

"It's so thick and long!"

Mickey was shocked for a moment when he saw this pillar of light, and finally let out a sigh from the depths of his heart. All the people on the docks, including the merchants, sailors, and dock workers vying for work, were stunned, and they looked up—Mickey walked up to Norman, who patted him on the back. Because of the height difference, if he wanted to pat Norman on the shoulder, Mickey would need to work his tiptoes.

But such a thing was clearly not worth the effort—he withdrew his gaze from the night, shrugged his nose like a ball of garlic, and suddenly asked:

"Norman, have you ever seen anything like this?"

Mercenary Norman shook his head. In his more than ten years as a mercenary, the sight before him was indeed unheard of, but that didn't mean he didn't know that there was a knowledgeable old scholar stationed in the city library, which was on the same street as the Boomer Mercenary Guild, and he had been there several times and happened to hear the scholar talk about various sky visions.

Like this, there seemed to be some kind of special will in the shocking momentum, most likely the appearance of some kind of treasure - coupled with the knowledge of being an adventurous mercenary in the past, he was almost sure of this answer in his heart. But now in a crowded situation, Norman, who had some ideas in mind, did not hesitate to say his guess, he glanced at Mickey and made a look.

Mickey immediately understood, and he understood what Norman meant. The two hairy lads on one side, Ranke and Rowan, recovered from the shock of the sky vision, and while the other people were in a daze, they were haggling with a merchant who had a mixture of Epham's and overseas islanders' blood, and his eyes were the color of turquoise with a cunning glint in them.

"Sir, it's a good deal to hire us, and we can unload all the cargo on this ship with only four raels."

After a few days of wandering, Rank, who usually didn't talk much, seemed to have changed a lot, and he said to the merchant, while Rowan also stood next to him and said "yes, yes", and the two young men lifted up a sleeve of the upper arm of the linen robe, revealing a lean, muscular arm.

However, the merchant gentleman did not agree happily, he reached out and touched his chin, and suddenly frowned: "Is it just the two of you?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Rowan replied habitually, and Ranke quickly corrected, "No, no...... Sir, there are four of us. ”

"Four people? If you can move the ship's cargo to warehouse No. 7 in the dock area within half an hour, then this matter is closed! ”

The merchant jumped down the ladder from the deck, beckoning the sailors to tie the cables to the dock piles, and looked back at the cabin, which contained the goods he had brought from Yanliu Island, which were not packed in tightly packed wooden boxes like the precious stones, spices, and works of art that the other merchants had carried, but were just randomly stacked in a pile, and the white light was overwhelming, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Mickey rubbed his eyes, he had never seen anything like this in his more than twenty years of memory - the white pillar of light was like a huge spear, piercing the clouds in the blazing night sky, obscuring the crescent moon under its brilliant light, and at the end of the spear, there was an endless void.

"It's so thick and long!"

Mickey was shocked for a moment when he saw this pillar of light, and finally let out a sigh from the depths of his heart. All the people on the docks, including the merchants, sailors, and dock workers vying for work, were stunned, and they looked up—Mickey walked up to Norman, who patted him on the back. Because of the height difference, if he wanted to pat Norman on the shoulder, Mickey would need to work his tiptoes.

But such a thing was clearly not worth the effort—he withdrew his gaze from the night, shrugged his nose like a ball of garlic, and suddenly asked:

"Norman, have you ever seen anything like this?"

Mercenary Norman shook his head. In his more than ten years as a mercenary, the sight before him was indeed unheard of, but that didn't mean he didn't know that there was a knowledgeable old scholar stationed in the city library, which was on the same street as the Boomer Mercenary Guild, and he had been there several times and happened to hear the scholar talk about various sky visions.

Like this, there seemed to be some kind of special will in the shocking momentum, most likely the appearance of some kind of treasure - coupled with the knowledge of being an adventurous mercenary in the past, he was almost sure of this answer in his heart. But now in a crowded situation, Norman, who had some ideas in mind, did not hesitate to say his guess, he glanced at Mickey and made a look.

Mickey immediately understood, and he understood what Norman meant. The two hairy lads on one side, Ranke and Rowan, recovered from the shock of the sky vision, and while the other people were in a daze, they were haggling with a merchant who had a mixture of Epham's and overseas islanders' blood, and his eyes were the color of turquoise with a cunning glint in them.

"Sir, it's a good deal to hire us, and we can unload all the cargo on this ship with only four raels."

After a few days of wandering, Rank, who usually didn't talk much, seemed to have changed a lot, and he said to the merchant, while Rowan also stood next to him and said "yes, yes", and the two young men lifted up a sleeve of the upper arm of the linen robe, revealing a lean, muscular arm.

However, the merchant gentleman did not agree happily, he reached out and touched his chin, and suddenly frowned: "Is it just the two of you?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Rowan replied habitually, and Ranke quickly corrected, "No, no...... Sir, there are four of us. ”

"Four people? If you can move the ship's cargo to warehouse No. 7 in the dock area within half an hour, then this matter is closed! ”

The merchant jumped down the ladder from the deck, beckoning the sailors to tie the cables to the dock piles, and looked back at the cabin, which contained the goods he had brought from Yanliu Island, which were not packed in tightly packed wooden boxes like the other merchants had carried, but were stacked haphazardly.