The next day, the atmosphere in the port of Savit was somewhat depressing.

The red mist that could not disperse pressed over the Baron's manor, and at the same time pressed on the hearts of a colonist in Port Servet.

Even if the Governor's Mansion had the intention to hide this matter, it still couldn't cover its mouths after all. In less than half a day, there was no one in the entire port of Savit who did not know what had happened at the Baron's Manor.

Jiang Feng's rhetoric about Connie and dozens of guards was only one of the versions, and more bizarre rumors continued to ferment in word of mouth. Fortunately, Jiang Feng stayed in the Governor's Mansion from morning to noon, and if he stood on the street, he would definitely be watched.

At the port of the port of Sevit, Dewey took the certificate of the notary office of orders and transactions to the warehouse. After the delivery of the goods, several able-bodied men stepped forward and carried the wooden crates containing the supplies to Captain Calf's galleys.

The materials that were about to be shipped to the South Island included stones, iron ore, magic crystals, and even cotton that could not be sold in the port, as well as some things that Du Wei didn't know what to do, and Jiang Feng purchased a lot of them in bulk.

Fortunately, the economy of the port of Sevit is sluggish, and many kinds of goods are backlogged in the warehouse area of the port, otherwise even the Golden Lizard Merchant House, which has the widest range of operations in the port of Sevet, would not be able to make up the things on the list.

For example, lime.

In the port of Sevit and even on the opposite continent of Aditya, the main function of lime is to mix with animal blood or grease and use it as a cementitious material for bonding stone bricks. Regardless of whether this primitive technology is scientific and efficient, in short, the lime consumption of the entire port of Sevit is not high. Especially due to the recent economic downturn, the masonry buildings in the port area have not been renovated for a long time. As for the houses of ordinary people, most of them were made of wood, stone bricks and tiles, and they did not use much lime.

And the batch of lime purchased by Jiang Feng, not to mention building a few houses for Samon, even if the port area of the North Island is copied to the South Island, I am afraid that it will be enough. Could it be that this wizard is planning to build a city for his demons? But what's the point?

Crucially, will the half-elves allow him to do so?

Du Wei couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and decided not to think about this difficult question for the time being.

In any case, helping the wizard is definitely a rare opportunity for an ordinary person like him. Whether to be a low-status businessman for the rest of his life, or to be accepted as an apprentice by the appreciation of the wizard, it all depends on his own performance.

Thinking of this, Du Wei clenched his fists, only to feel that the fighting spirit in his chest was high.

At that moment, someone next to him poked him in the arm twice.

Du Wei turned his head and saw a middle-aged man, facing him with a flattering smile on his face. He was followed by two children, the eldest was about eleven or twelve years old, and the younger was not yet ten years old, and they looked childish.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help but feel a little strange, and asked with a frown.

"What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, my lord, is this ship going to the Kadiren Empire?"

"Are you blind? See how many masts are on deck? Du Wei replied impatiently.

More than 100 nautical miles is not far, but it is also a deep sea. A sailboat like this can only be used for offshore patrols, and ocean-going vessels must at least be brigs, and he had traveled north and south with the Silver Seagull Chamber of Commerce earlier, and this level of knowledge could only be regarded as common sense to him.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, pulled the hands of the two children behind him, and walked towards the dock next to him. There was still a boat parked there, but there was already a long queue on the dock.

Seeing this scene, Du Wei's face couldn't help but feel a little weird, even if the port of Sevit is now in a recession, it can't be that so many people come to the port to inquire about the sailboats leaving the port, right?

From morning to now, he had been running around the trading halls and the port warehouses, not paying any attention to the rumors in the market. It seems that he has missed some exciting news.

Pulling a sailor carrying a cargo, Du Wei asked.

"Did something big happen to Port Sevit this morning?"

Resting the wooden box at his feet, the sailor wiped the sweat from his forehead and grinned.

"My lord, nothing happened this morning, but something big happened last night."

"What's the matter?" Du Wei frowned and asked.

"It is said that Baron Fred's family, from the baron lord to the servants, died under the curse of Solore, and until now the road to the manor is still blocked by the colonial guards, and no one is allowed to approach. Also, the wizard seems to have said that the blood moon is a sign of ominous, chaos has descended or something. Those people were probably frightened by Solore's name. ”

Is Baron Fred dead?

And was the entire manor slaughtered clean by the curse?

Speaking of which, there really seemed to be something wrong with the moon last night......

After hearing the bad news, Du Wei only felt a chill in his hands and feet.

It took him a while before he grudgingly accepted this reality.

Then, he asked in a trembling voice.

"What about the wizard?"

"The wizard is a wizard after all, of course it's fine......" The sailor smiled, then mysteriously approached, and said in a low voice, "But ah, I heard from the guards who went to the manor that the wizard seemed to be embarrassed when he came out, and it seems that the curse is really difficult to deal with......"

Hearing this, Du Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay.

As for the life and death of Baron Fred......

To be honest, he didn't care.

……

Governor's Palace, Port Sevit, meeting room on the first floor.

The officials of the colony gathered, and the sound of quarrels continued from before the sun rose to the present. However, after arguing for so long, no conclusions were discussed, except for the consumption of a few pots of tea.

"Now the whole of Savit Harbor is talking about the Baron and his estate." The red-hatted, pot-bellied official constantly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"I don't want to care what's going on in the heads of those mud-legged people right now, I just want to know what we're going to do?" Another man with curly hair tapped his knuckles on the table and said in an aggressive tone, "The red mist is spreading, and it's a problem that even the wizard can't solve." The port of Savit can't be defended, let those pointy-eared people have a headache for Solor's curse, let's get out of here-"

"Are you crazy?! This is His Majesty's domain! An official exclaimed.

The curly-haired man snorted coldly and crossed his arms, "Then let His Majesty the King send troops over to protect his land!" ”

"Enough!"

The meeting room fell silent.

All eyes turned to Connie, the sheriff who had been sitting in the corner of the conference table and had not said a word from the beginning until now.

Lowering his legs on the conference table, Connie sat upright in his chair and glanced around at the Governor's House officials.

"We need a governor."

The officials in the audience looked at each other, and finally Baron Fred's appointed financial adviser spoke.

"According to the decree signed by His Majesty the King, the de jure heir to the position of Governor General should be Master West...... If the right of succession cannot be fulfilled, the governor needs to be reappointed by the king. I propose to write to His Majesty the King and ask him to send someone over ......"

"His Majesty the King will not send someone over, now is the most critical moment in the War of Succession, and nothing is more important than the crown." Connie shook his head, "We must elect a new Governor before Port Sevet falls into chaos...... Until His Majesty remembered that there was such a border town in the westernmost part of the Rick Kingdom. ”

"But if His Majesty the King asks, how shall we explain to him that our Lord Baron has died under the curse of Solore?" The financial advisor of Port Savit hesitated.

"That's all for later, and now it's imperative for us to elect a governor, and then convince the wizard lord to beg him to settle the mess Baron Fred left behind for us." After a pause, Connie glanced around at the colonial officials who were staring at each other, "As for the choice of governor, I personally propose Sir Barton Dorek. As the treasurer of the port, he was second only to the governor in power and knew more about the affairs of the port than anyone else. ”

"I agree that Sir Barton Dorek is the only nobleman other than Baron Fred, and that he is knighted by His Majesty the King himself. When His Majesty asks about it, it will be easier to speak. ”

"Seconded!"

With the exception of a few who did not take a position, the proposal for Patton to be the new governor was almost unanimously approved.

It was only Sir Barton Dorek himself, who had been put on the throne of Governor, who did not seem to be very satisfied with this decision, and the smile on his face was full of embarrassment from beginning to end.

It's not that I don't have any ideas about the title of governor.

If it were another time, even if no one nominated him, he would have come forward on his own initiative.

However, the current port of Savit is a huge burden on anyone, and carrying it is equivalent to carrying endless troubles.

Moreover, he did not know how to write to His Majesty the King, and how to ask the wizard to help solve the troubles in the port of Sevet......