If there's anything that people like Drake don't want to recall, it's that after he used a talisman to escape back to Jaw Harbor, he was caught by the owner of the Sea Devil and brought back to the ship. The owner of the Sea Devil is a plump and muscular half-orc woman of about thirty years old, with dark skin, a prominent chin, a wide nose, and two fangs that turn out her lips below, she has strength beyond ordinary humans (including men), demonic treachery, vulture acumen, and a fire of desire that may not be extinguished even if she is watered with the water of the entire ocean, she can be said to have fallen in love with Drake at first sight, and more than once sent an open or secret invitation to the owner of the Golden Lady, but Drake skillfully got rid of it, and this time he even chose to flee outright, which made the owner of the Sea Devil, who thought he was as beautiful as Flo, furiousHe was captured before Drake could find his helpers and servants, and it wasn't until the lord of the Azores came forward that he was able to ransom himself with the same weight of gold as his body.

It wasn't a huge loss, because in just a few days, Drake had been worn nearly twenty pounds under that disc-sized ass.

This is an out-and-out shame for Drake, and it is precisely because of this that he hates Gülen, who will lead to this disaster, although he has made a deal with Gülen because of his own greed, if he knows about the seemingly harmless "traveler" In fact, he was a spellcaster, so he wouldn't have caught this guy's attention, or he would have been more cautious, instead of hastily taking him aboard the ship and letting his mage appear in front of them unguarded, drunk, so that they didn't even have a chance to resist when the black-haired spellcaster cast the spell, poor bingo, he died worthless.

He drew his gold-plated three-edged sword. Put it on Glenn's shoulder, and cut off a small piece of his flesh, "I should cut off one of your hands," and as the thief cried out in pain, Drake said, "Or gouge out one of your eyes, but the new king of the Highlands Norman offers a bounty that cannot be refused or neglected." I don't want him to deduct part of the bounty, a hundred gold, ten gold, no, not a single gold, Glenn, though you're a stinking piece of garbage, but I don't want to lose anything more because of you. ”

He patted Gülen on the cheek with the tip of his sword and turned to the other man.

"Hello. Dear caster. "You should have told me in advance of the identity of this honor, so that there would be far fewer misunderstandings between us, or no at all." ”

"And now?" the lich asked.

"It's a little late," said Drake, "remember what I said when you threw my mage, the poor creature called Bingo, straight into the harbor of Sharp Jaw, and I begged you to stay and be my mage, and I promised you a one percent commission on every trade." Don't feel less, dear. You don't know what a big deal I've made. And your spellcasting materials and other things you'll use, as well as food, wine, women, and ...... Maybe in a little longer, you'll have a spacious, bright, and richly decorated mansion," Drake tapped his palm lightly with the blade of the triangular sword, "but you refused." ”

Just because he refused, he threw bingo into the water. When Drake fished him up, he was disappointed to find that his mage had already walked on the way to the Mourning Wasteland, so he had to throw him back again, and behold, without him, Drake would not have lost his shipboard mage. He won't be unfortunate enough to encounter a group of damn big fish who can't fight back in time and effectively, those big fish won't destroy his boat, and he won't fall into the hands of the Sea Devil mistress after escaping with the help of the rune crest, oh, stop, don't think about it anymore, this is not worth remembering again and again.

But he did get out of luck with the dark-haired, half-elven mage, not to mention that he had released all of his ship's cargo, including an elf with the same black hair.

"You know, spellcaster," said Drake, "your name is not on the list of bounties given by the new king of the Highlands Normans, nor is there our dear ranger, let alone the noble princess, but I think that a loving uncle will be willing to pay a small sum of money to get his niece back, but you ...... Oh, yes," he said, "you, son of the Silver-crowned Forest, a dependant of Angeleth, a follower of Suron, a great ranger, and you have a bounty, and your father...... Of course, if he is too stingy to pay some price for his only son, the orc priests will be glad to receive a noble sacrifice like yours...... The gods are above, and you are also quite valuable. ”

"Now it seems," he touched the brim of his hat with the hilt of his sword, and smiled mockingly at Cremar, "you seem to be the least valuable of all - but a lord of the Dragonfire Islands once ordered a black-haired elf from me, and this deal could have been completed years ago, if it weren't for you - maybe it's called who owes the debt, and although you have a pair of pointed ears, you still have your hands, half-elf, I think I can get at least half of the money, you say?" Thankfully, the generous owner didn't care about the sex of the goods. ”

"Captain Drake, Cremar is my people. Kerry Ben warned in a low voice.

"But he owes me!" replied Drake in a loud voice, swinging his triangular sword and slamming it at the elf's waist - the triangular sword was used for stabbing rather than slashing and slashing, and the edge was not so sharp that it could penetrate the shirt of spider silk and mythril thread, but even so, it still caused Kerriben to let out a short, painful and dull cry, "You too, Ranger! I remember you got me in trouble!" Believe me, if your father doesn't come up with a reward that satisfies me, you're not going to be any better off than your people!"

"And you," Drake turned abruptly and faced the lich again, "you must be quite proud, aren't you? a spellcaster, a guy who is naturally superior in blood and talent, but in the same way, a spell, a sharp needle piercing your skull, can turn you into an idiot! One day, one month, one year...... Honey, until someone thinks you're more suitable as food than a plaything, ha, you. You, you! will eventually become a pile of filthy and poisonous! the kind that even the hungriest and thirstiest dogs won't sniff!"

He stared at the black-haired spellcaster, the corners of his mouth rising with sweet conjecture, expecting to see the most common fear and cringe in those black pearl-like eyes, but he couldn't find anything, just as he had seen him for the first time in the chaotic blunt tavern, and there was only endless indifference and coldness in those eyes, which angered the owner of the Golden Lady more than contempt.

He turned to the guild's mages, so far. He hasn't been able to find a satisfactory mage yet, the guild's mage is on lease from him, and they have worked together before, and today the Golden Lady is here just to see if there is a ship coming out of Cape Dike to the Dragonfire Islands, or the other way around - Drake has lost a lot of money, and his wallet is empty like there is a hole in the Alien Plane, so he doesn't mind doing looting these days, but he didn't expect that he would have such good luck.

"I remember you had a scroll. He said to the mage of the public household, "Use it." Hollow out his head and do it in advance, we can all feel at ease - maybe the buyer will be impressed by our service and not be too careful about the price. ”

The guild mage grinned, he loved to ruin his own kind, especially the fools who claimed to be righteous.

He slipped his finger into his dimensional pouch. But before he could find the scroll, he suddenly jumped up from the deck and looked nervously at a place where Drake vigilantly ran away from where he was staring, letting his guards surround him.

There was a humming tremor in the air. A blue dot of light extends to the sides and then downward.

"Portal. Drake said. He now regretted that he hadn't started the ship right away, so that the portal wouldn't go straight to his ship.

The mage of the public account nodded, he took out a scroll from the dimensional belt and held it tightly, this scroll was certainly not used on Cremar, he concentrated on making sure that whoever appeared in the portal would be immediately annihilated in the evil energy.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did, and the evil energy shot out of his eyes towards the majestic figure who hadn't completely escaped the portal, but then a hot white flame came to him, scorching his eyes— The teleported mage was equally prepared, and more powerful than the mages of the Thieves' Guild, the guild mage screamed in a terrible manner, raised one arm to protect his eyes and stepped back, and the other hand was stubbornly pulling out another scroll, but before he could barely tear it apart, a swift flame spear directly knocked him out.

The mage of Alva at the Tip of the Fortress looked at the place where the water column had risen, it seemed that the mage of the Thieves' Guild also had protective rune crest or armor on him, otherwise he should have turned into a skewer before he fell into the water, instead of fleeing so quickly and wisely.

He turned to the black-haired spellcaster and performed a gentle mage's salute, and given that Cremar had done a lot of heroic deeds worthy of praise and praise, he could no longer treat the black-haired child as an ordinary junior: "The stars of magic shine on you and me, dear Cremar, and it is a pleasure to see you again...... Although," he made a gesture to remove the magic of the sticky ball, "it was on a ship belonging to a despicable pirate and slave trader." ”

"The sparkle of magic never fades. The lich replied, "And your magic is still so powerful and invulnerable." ”

"Maybe it's because of a relationship with a little guy who wants to help me. Alva said kindly, and he stretched out his arm, and a small flame emerged from the sleeve of his wide robe, and leaped onto the lich's shoulder, rubbing his chelicera.

"It's Cremar's elemental minions. "No wonder I didn't seem to see it—I thought you put it on the fire plane to recuperate. ”

"It's healed. The lich said, "And I just want it to deliver the message." ”

"It startled me when it came out of my fire elemental furnace. Mage Alva said happily, "It's the first time I've seen such a cute fire elemental creature. ”

The little spider raised its chelicera and shyly covered its eight eyes. (To be continued.) )