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After three days of marching through the swamps, Gordon finally arrived at the largest settlement of the Akan people: the town of Green Wheat . It is a town with a permanent population of about 20,000, facing the sea to the east and swampy forests to the south. Only to the west and north are the farmland plains of the Flat River.

As you enter Qingmai Town, you can see that the fields on both sides of the road are full of hard-working farmers. When autumn comes, the outside of the whole town will definitely be a sea of gold. The autumn wind blows, the waves of wheat roll, and the air is filled with the aroma of fresh wheat......

Gordon seems to have been able to imagine a pleasant bountiful harvest.

With the exception of Qingmai Town, the other Aikan people live in scattered villages and live within a radius of 100 kilometers around Qingmai Town. Most of them also work as farmers, although a few live in swampy forests and make a living by gathering herbs or hunting.

Gordon took a closer look, and the fortifications of Qingmai Town were just simple wooden walls about three meters high. This kind of defense is of little use other than to prevent wild beasts such as swamp wolves from scurrying into the town and taking away the chickens and ducks raised by the townspeople. In the face of a slightly more decent attack, it can't last a day.

After the army entered Qingmai Town, they prepared to rest for three days. The march in the swampy area is very physically and mentally draining. And there were nearly twenty people in the team who fell ill.

The sick man was not the first-time Freeman private, but the battle-hardened Redstone Guard. The warriors from the north, who were already in the process of adapting to the climate of the peninsula, had spent three days in swamps, a place where the environment was humid and snakes were infested. Something is bound to go wrong.

The Redstone Guard is the backbone of Gordon's army. Originally, the number of enemies facing them was several times that of their own, in case the situation of the battle was temporarily unfavorable. Without the support of these veteran soldiers, relying solely on those private troops who are on the battlefield for the first time may be easy to collapse.

However, the enemy's action is not very fast anyway. Under the leadership of the murderous Salo people, the enemy army burned and looted all the way, seemingly menacing, but in fact, it was slowly approaching Qingmai Town in a mess. According to Gordon's idea, it only needs to be about eighty kilometers west of the town of Qingmai. At the junction of the cultivated plain and the swampy forest, just stop the enemy.

Although the annexation has not yet been officially announced, in Gordon's eyes, the fields cultivated by the Ekan and the Ekan people, and the villages and towns they have established, are already the property of his lord Hayven. He would not allow the loss of this property too much in the hands of the barbarians.

With the help of Venia's herbs, Gordon believed that his army would soon be freed from its illness. Restore fù combat effectiveness. And he just took the opportunity to rest to inquire about the magic spring.

There are two magical springs on the Hyven Peninsula, which is the main reason why Gordon chose this wild land as his fiefdom. Two magic springs are located at the north and south ends of the peninsula. The one to the north is a magic spring, in a forested area not far from the Isthmus of Cork.

The Magic Springs of the Southern Peninsula are located in the Blackwater Swamp. Judging by the location marked on the map, this is a fountain of magical power. Just to the southwest, more than two hundred kilometers away from Qingmai Town, it happened to be the deepest part of the swamp.

Lord Earl Hywen led the "strong and invincible" imperial ** team to help the Akan people resist the attack of the evil tribe, and the female druid had already made a lot of hype. So the inhabitants of Green Wheat Town were excited about the arrival of Gordon. Still very welcome. The Aikan people, who have little military tradition or martial spirit, are counting on these outsiders.

So even if you have to give up your own residence as a temporary garrison for the count's army. The residents did not complain, and even held a grand welcome banquet of their own.

"Lord Earl! I have long awaited the arrival of your invincible army. Your mighty warriors will surely be able to destroy the thieves who want to destroy our homeland. An old man came to Gordon with a turquoise liquid in a clay bowl.

"Invincible army...... Since its founding, my private army has indeed not suffered defeat. Because they haven't even experienced a single battle. From a certain point of view, it can indeed be called invincible for the time being......" Gordon laughed at himself in his heart, and then glanced at Venia next to him, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the excessive publicity of the matriarch.

The female druid smiled at Gordon as if nothing had happened, still full of mature style.

The old man in front of Gordon is said to be the previous patriarch of the Akan people before Venia took office. He doesn't know how to do spells, he doesn't know how to use swords. To be able to ascend to the throne of the patriarch is all due to rich experience in life. However, judging from the fact that he overrode public opinion and abdicated the throne to give up the duties of the patriarch to Venya, who was young and an outsider, this old man named Pensa was not simple.

Although Pensa was clumsy, only up to his shoulders, and walked with a swaying appearance that seemed to fall when the wind blew, Gordon did not despise the old man, and took the clay bowl in his hand.

A fresh aroma of wine immediately wafted into the nose.

"Your Excellency, please drink this bowl of wine. According to the custom of the Aikan people, the first jar of green barley made from the new wheat in autumn is offered only to the most distinguished guests. If you refuse, it will be an insult to all the people of Aikan. The female druid leaned into Gordon's ear and whispered.

She knew that for mages, in order to keep their heads clear, they generally did not drink, so she was worried that Gordon would refuse.

"Okay......" Gordon nodded, gulping down the turquoise liquor.

The prescription is not high, the entrance is smooth, and there is a refreshing fragrance that flows down the throat and into the stomach. This uniquely colored ale is indeed very good.

Seeing that Gordon had a good impression of the specialty green barley wine, the female druid explained to Gordon: "This wine is the most important commodity that our Aikan people trade with the outside world. Every autumn, the freshly brewed ale attracts a large number of buyers. ”

"Buyers?" Gordon thought it was a little strange. He thought that this kind of ale was just a local specialty enjoyed by the Aikan people themselves, but he didn't expect it to be a sought-after commodity. But this green wheat town is located at the southern tip of the peninsula. The location is too remote, plus because of Vignya herself. The entire clan has long had a tense relationship with the King of Hayven. How are they going to sell it?

"Our customers are smugglers and pirates on the steam seas. The people of Aikan were not very good at sailing, and they did not dare to go too far even when they went out to fish. But we built the town of Qingmai by the sea, and there is a port that can accommodate ten thousand-ton ships, don't you think it's strange when you saw it just now? ”

Just now, Gordon, accompanied by Vinia, walked around the town. Inspections. He did see an empty harbor without even a single ship, and he wondered at the time.

It turned out that the Aikan people built this port for pirates and smugglers who came to buy wine.

Because the water is easy to smell and deteriorate during the long-term voyage, the main drink of the sailors on board is low-alcohol beverages. This unique flavor of Qingmai Town is a delicious sake. It's sure to be a big hit.

The pirates were risking their lives to burn and loot, and the money they got had to be used for pleasure.

With the wealth from the sale of barley wine, the people of Akan grew faster and faster.

"It's strange that those pirates are willing to pay for alcohol from you?" Gordon asked.

Pirates don't understand the scientific concept of sustainability, nor do they know the allusion to fishing in the water. Most of them are a group of short-sighted guys who only know how to rob and kill. As a matter of common sense. They will only drive the pirate ship ashore when they are addicted to alcohol, come to Qingmai Town to rob, and then return triumphantly. The next time I wanted to drink barley wine, I came to rob again.

As for whether it will be because of such atrocities. The people of Aikan gave up winemaking and fled to the depths of the swamp. You won't be able to drink delicious barley again, and the pirates certainly won't think about it.

The female druid said, "Because, we have some relationship with the mages on Jiuyao Island. ”

As soon as he talked about Jiuyao Island, Gordon immediately knew what was going on.

The headquarters of the Acantro-French Federation is located on this island in the Sea of Stars.

"You Aikans have a relationship with the Arcane Federation?" Gordon Qi said, "In that case, in the face of the attack of the Salou people and the various tribes this time, those mages should be able to help, right?" ”

"It's not as simple as you think." Venia began to explain patiently to Gordon.

She had previously met a druid on the peninsula who was her teacher in her quest for nature's ways. That druid also had some connection to the Isle of Nine Dawn.

One year, because of an accident caused by an accident of a merchant who had been supplying food to the headquarters of the Arcane Federation for a long time, the group of mages on Jiuyao Island who had been buried in the arcane world all day long almost went hungry. In order to solve this problem urgently, the mages decided to buy food from the nearby Aikan people on the recommendation of Vinia's teacher.

After all, in the past, Jiuyao Island was traded with merchants from the Empire. The convoy carrying grain sailed from the ports along the coast of Changxia Province and had to pass through a dangerous sea of steam to reach its destination. The Aikan people, on the Haiwen Peninsula, are much shorter and safer from Jiuyao Island.

When I first started the ale business, there were indeed many pirates who had the idea of taking it for nothing. However, with the relationship of the Arcane Federation, some unbelieving pirates were taught a lesson, and these outlaws who ran rampant in the steam sea also became model customers in Qingmai Town.

However, to deal with pirates, you only need to show the name of the Arcane Federation, and then sink a few disobedient pirate ships, which can have the effect of killing chickens and monkeys. But this time, the Akan people were faced with a group of aborigines who believed in various evil gods, and the problem was not so easy to solve.

The female druid had already sent a message to the Austrian Federation for help, but the other party did not respond too actively. Her teacher was an unworldly person and had limited influence in the Austrian Federation. Moreover, the organizational structure of the Arcane Federation itself is also very complex, with nine towers on the island, each led by nine ** divisions. Even the president of the Arcanthus Federation could not say anything in the meeting.

Scaring a few pirates and dealing with a few thousand menacing and murderous natives who believe in evil gods are definitely two different kinds of difficulty. Due to the fact that it has been busy with various things lately, the Austrian Federation has not been able to spare manpower. Come and help a bunch of Ekhans.

Anyway, for the group of high-ranking mage masters, even if the Aikan people were killed by the rival tribes. What they have lost is just a food supplier. And in the whole Big 6, the businessmen who want to tie up the Austrian Federation are innumerable.

"Now that you're here, Lord, we don't need the help of the Arcane Federation. I believe that as a mage alone, you are better than many in the Arcane Federation. Venia complimented. She was afraid that Gordon would think that the Akan people had abandoned the Acanthus as a last resort, and chose the Earl of Hyperven as their refuge instead. So the attitude is very respectful.

In fact, Gordon did not see himself as a spare tire for the Akhns. He just felt that Venia's relationship with the Arcane Federation was also good news for him. In the future, when I have time, I will get in touch with those mages, and there may be unexpected gains.

After the welcome banquet, Gordon saw that it was not too late, and came to the cultural center in the town. See if you can find some useful information for you.

Speaking of which, it is indeed a novel thing that the Aikan people, who have a literacy rate of less than one percent, would build such a venue that stores all kinds of classics, legends, primitive pictures, and other tribal cultural products. As a result, Gordon found out that the person who built this cultural center was the former patriarch Pensa.

I sighed in my heart. Gordon searched through various books and manuscripts.

Although most of the indigenous people of the peninsula are in a semi-civilized state, they have lived on this land for a long time, and naturally have developed their own culture and traditions. Gordon was surprised to find that the information reserves in the cultural center were very rich.

Soon, he found a record of the Fountain of Magic.

That's in a swampy forest. A pool of blue light that has been emitted for many years. Due to the complex terrain in the vicinity and the source energy emitted by the springs, the human brain can interfere with judgment. Therefore, there are very few people who can actually reach this place, which is called the "Lost Blue Pool" by the people of Aikan, without getting lost.

Originally located in the remote Haiwen Peninsula, deep in a sparsely populated swamp, and emitting source energy that makes it easy to get lost, it is no wonder that even with such a distinctive appearance, there are few mages who have appeared so far.

After determining the exact location of the Fountain of Magic, Gordon achieved his goal. He was about to leave the cultural center satisfied, but was stopped by the former patriarch Pensa, who had been accompanying him.

"My lord, have you heard of the legend of Mount Kinabalu?"

"What?" Gordon didn't know why the other party suddenly brought up this topic. After he entered the Haiwen Peninsula, he had indeed heard many times about Mount Waisula, a sacred mountain in the minds of the aborigines of the peninsula.

However, those bizarre and even ridiculous legends can deceive the semi-civilized natives, but they can't deceive a mage. Besides, he had recently smashed a castle that was also said to be inhabited by island spirits who could determine the true ruler of the land.

So he basically has a noncommittal attitude towards the various legends on the Haiwen Peninsula.

Pensa did not see that Gordon was not interested in the so-called legend of Mount Kinabalu. He walked a few steps to the pile of old papers, and his aging body suddenly burst with amazing vitality, and he quickly found a notebook and handed it to Gordon.

In the spirit of respecting the elder, Gordon did not want to sway the enthusiasm of the old patriarch, so he opened the handwritten notes that were already yellow, and even the margins were pitted by insects.

As a result, when he saw the first line, he knew that perhaps some of the many pieces of information about Mount Wesula were not ethereal legends, but real events.

The first line of the notebook in his hand, which he didn't know who had written, was written in a lingua franca with a word that Gordon was already familiar with: the Magic Empire of Netherduran.

Gordon flipped through it, and Penza explained beside him.

It is said that in the Vesura, there is an underground palace built by the great arcanist of the Magic Empire of Netherduran. The Grand Arcanist has countless riches hidden in the palace, and can even make people gain great power and become legends. It is said that the doors of this underground palace are opened every ten years, and the next time to open them is also approaching.

The reason why the natives of the peninsula worship Mount Wesura as a sacred mountain is because there have been various visions of this mountain for a long, long time. The natives could not explain these visions and classified them as miracles.

However, if Gordon looked at it from the eyes of a mage, it was probably the phenomena of "heavenly fire, lightning storms, and purple light in the sky" in the mouths of the natives were all produced by the various magical devices hidden in the mountains by the great Arcanist of Nether.

However, even if there was indeed a palace left by a Grand Arcanist of Nether in the Mountains, Gordon probably didn't have much interest at this time. After all, after experiencing the matter of the Danzawa Ruins, everyone will retain a little skepticism about these so-called treasure relics that are spread so miraculously that they seem to be able to change their fate by fishing out something from them.

And the reason why Pensa wanted to mention this matter to Gordon was not to ask Gordon to go on an expedition to Mount Wesula. The old patriarch, and even the entire Ekan tribe, may be able to expand a little, and the entire inhabitants of the Haiwen Peninsula, who depend on farming, are now plagued by this Waisula Mountain.

"My lord, if we don't solve the problem of Mount Wesula, I'm afraid that in two years, all the land in the southern part of the peninsula will not be able to grow crops." Pensa said worriedly.