For a man like Jackal, who was born an outlaw and lived in a country like the Puster Business League, there was nothing more convincing than real gold and silver, something that could be exchanged for lovely gold coins, especially since the price he had to pay was nothing more than a thin piece of paper and dozens of young outlaw sailors who didn't know what to call it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

People like this shout casually by the harbor of Port Riquel, and hundreds of people will come up every day, and the most important thing for those who grew up by the sea is guts.

Therefore, when the magic core at Feilin's feet was stacked on his calf, the jackal finally couldn't restrain the greed in his heart, stood up from his seat, and agreed to Feilin's request.

"The Dark Dragon!!"

Early the next morning, the jackal took the three of them to the port in the early morning, but it was just a bright water, the port was already a busy scene, the fishing boat returning to the port late at night unloaded baskets and baskets of fishing and hunting, from time to time you can see a few fish monsters mixed in, the merchants who buy the fish and the coolie sailors who carry and unload the goods The noisy sound is mixed together, almost covering the jackal This is full of proud introduction.

"I dare to pack a ticket, in the entire port of Riquel, there are definitely no more ships that can be stronger than my 'Black Magic Dragon', and besides, three of them, as well as the ships of the three top chambers of commerce!"

"If it weren't for the generous price you offered, I wouldn't be willing to let my 'Black Dragon' accompany you......"

The jackal didn't say the words "go to death" in the end, but Fei Lin also understood what he meant, and didn't care to refute him, because the boat provided by this guy really made Fei Lin feel a little shocked.

Although it is only an almost all-wooden hull, it gives Fei Lin a feeling of a cruiser giant ship in his previous life, with a hull more than ten meters high, a mast with the thickness of a human head, and a statue of the bow of the black dragon that pierces the sky and roars, the whole ship looks extremely domineering, plus the sailors who are already shouting and running and cleaning on this "Black Magic Dragon", all of them are five big and three thick, fierce and vicious, it seems that the intermediary fees of those sailors, jackals do not make black money.

"Sorry, several. ”

Although he said sorry in his mouth, there was not the slightest apology in the jackal's eyes.

"I've sent invitations to a few old captains in Harbor Riquel who haven't been out to sea, but none of them want to go to that hellish place in the Stormy Channel. ”

These captains who can make a name for themselves in the port of Riquel will naturally not be like these sailors on the "Black Magic Dragon", who are enthusiastic and dare to take any risks in order to become famous.

In the eyes of these old captains, there is absolutely no way back to a place like Storm Strait, and they don't want to take their own lives for the sake of some gold rewards from Film.

"The sailors on the ship, at least young men who have been in the waves for two or three years, the first mate and the boatswain, are also seasoned veterans, for the sake of those magic cores, I will give you another word of advice. ”

"Even if you can't find a captain, you'd rather be your own captain than let those two guys be your captain!"

"Good luck, mage kid......"

Looking at the jackals that had gradually walked away, Fei Lin turned his head and smiled slightly, followed by Caterina and Li Qing, and walked up the wooden ladder from the "Black Magic Dragon" to the boat, and the sailors on the "Black Magic Dragon" seemed to have not seen the three bosses come up, still busy with themselves.

"A bunch of old fritters?"

Fei Lin didn't care at all, and Caterina and Zhao Xin whispered a few words, walked directly through the busy sailors, ignored the strange eyes of these people, and walked directly into the captain's room in the middle of the deck, and the door was locked.

"Anchor!!"

"Sail !!"

As soon as the door of Film's room was closed, as if deliberately for them to hear, two rough voices rang out at the bow at the same time, needless to say, the two first mates and boatswain that the jackal had spoken.

"Black Magic Dragon ,!!"

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As a native of Port Riquel, Rohm's life at sea has lasted for thirteen years, and thirteen years of sea breeze and waves have made Rohm from a young and naïve sailor to the weather-beaten, experienced, but at the same time ruthless first mate on board.

At this time of year, Röm used alcohol and women in the night bar to spend the gold he had worked so hard to "earn", but now, he was on the deck of the "Black Dragon", gambling with a group of reckless and stupid sailors, or chatting with the boatswain who had the same idea as him, and testing each other.

In Rohm's opinion, thirteen years of sea experience was enough for him to get to know all the corners of the "Black Magic Dragon" in this half a day.

Except for the unknown young "captain", and his two attendants, a man and a woman.

"What is the origin of these fat sheep introduced by the jackal?"

While casually throwing his own copper plate on the table, Rohm pretended to be casual as he looked at the door of the captain's quarters, which had been closed since he left the port, and thought to himself.

"Looks like... It's not like those adventurers who come casually, quirky, too quirky. ”

Rom is not the jackal's subordinate, but attracted by the news released by the jackal, the rich Kaizi, going to the storm strait, without the captain, these few pieces of information are enough for Rohm to conceive a good plan, but this rich Kaizi seems to be more layman than he thought.

There was no direction, no orders, no familiarity with the sailors, and even a lack of concern for the blatant seizure of power by himself and the boatswain.

"I hope I'm wrong... This time, you should be able to make a big profit!"

At this time, the "stupid and rich" guy in Rohm's eyes, that is, Filin, still lived in the slightly cramped captain's room, struggling to figure out the success rate of his plan.

"All the heroes who use firearms, count them, and there are only ten at most!"

Switching the pictures of the many heroes in front of him, Fei Lin kept thinking in his heart, a prop that had been left in Fei Lin's system package for a long time, and now it was finally time to use it.

"That is to say... The probability of summoning the required hero is 2 out of 10, 1 in 5!"

"Twenty percent chance, it's worth a try!" (To be continued.) )