No one could tell that the middle-aged man in front of him was reluctant to take this strange team to his ship. However, he was really powerless to resist the price offered by the woman who seemed to have stars in her eyes, which was a wealth that he could not necessarily get in exchange for a year of fishing, and his wife and children could have a better life on it. Of course, the fisherman was not stupid, he knew that anyone who would pay such a large sum of money in exchange for a ride must not be normal, they must have extremely dangerous intentions, and may even kill themselves to keep their mouths shut and pay their debts by the way. But the economy of the blue lion has suffered a heavy blow in the rat plague, and for those nobles and knights, this is nothing more than a matter of collecting more taxes, but these taxes fall on the heads of the commoners, which means that it is difficult to maintain their livelihood. If he doesn't do this deal, I'm afraid his youngest son won't survive this spring.

Lothar could see the man's reluctance and concern, but he couldn't say anything. After all, this time Qili didn't use magic to influence other people's minds, but simply used money to get services, even the Count of Montenegro couldn't find anything wrong. The only thing that worries him is whether the witch has the money to pay the price promised to the fisherman. Thinking of this, Lothar touched the gold necklace in his bosom, which was a small thing that was used as an ornament in his clothes as a Count of Montenegro, and giving this to the fisherman should satisfy him.

"Won't you come along, pet?" the Count looked at the reluctant webworm beside him, the mercenary had placed her eight-legged pet in the nearby forest long before entering the fishing village, it was not something that ordinary people could see casually. The latter glanced at Lothar's concern, and said in a somewhat sharp tone, "You don't think that a fishing boat can get us to our destination, do you? ”

Obviously, the turmoil in the fish market just now also made the net worms angry. The Earl touched his nose and turned to look at Qili, who was interested in the scene of the docks, "Did you also come by boat when you came?" Since they were going to lose their minds at this time, it was naturally safest to take the path that the witches had taken when they came to the blue lion. However, along the way, Qili was silent about how they came to this country, and this feeling was not something she deliberately wanted to hide, but simply out of fun, she did not want to tell her companions what they were going to encounter in front of her, expecting to see the surprised look on their faces.

"Hehe, you'll know when you get there. Sure enough, the current Qili still maintains a sense of mystery. At the same time, she sniffed the air around her vigorously, and her already bright eyes became even more dazzling, "It seems that I am not the only one who has been called, but it's okay, so that things are more interesting." ”

The fishing village's harbor isn't that big, or whether these few rudimentary wooden treads jutting out of the land can be called a harbor. The middle-aged man, stepping on the creaking planks under his feet, led the team to a few fishing boats docked in the harbor, he pointed to one of them and turned to them and said, "This is my boat, if you think it's okay, we can leave now." ”

Lothar looked at the boat in front of her, which didn't even have a tent, with some hesitation, perhaps the sampan was a more appropriate name for it. Sailing on the water with such a boat is essentially no different than holding a log. "Can it carry all of us?" The Count's concern was very reasonable, even if no one was currently sitting in it, the draft of the ship had reached a certain depth, and the part above the water was probably only two fists high, and this situation was combined with the armor and weapons on the two warriors, and it was difficult to guarantee that the ship would not sink directly.

The middle-aged fisherman also realized the problem, he looked at the two mercenaries with some embarrassment and then looked at his own boat, after all, this is the guy he eats, so he knows very well that the carrying capacity of the ship may not be able to carry these people on the dock. But just as he was about to propose to take three people to the agreed location in two groups, there was a commotion in the distance from the dock.

"Looks like those guys got it back. The networm said lightly. This is a very reasonable thing, after all, this is someone's town, and it may not be easy to hurt people and want to leave with a swagger. Lothar shook his head, he moved his wrist, listening to this movement and solving the problem peacefully was probably impossible. Even so, the Count of Montenegro is not rigid enough to be stabbed against each other and still not fight back. However, just as the two mercenaries were in a heated fight, Kiri rolled her eyes and kicked Lothar in the back and kicked her into the boat.

"What are you doing—" Before the Earl's complaint was finished, the networm was pushed by the witch with both hands and fell on top of him, and the faces of the two were very close. Ignoring the two men in an awkward position on the boat, Kiri said to the poor boatman in a half-joking, half-threatening tone, "You have two ways now, either take us and leave quickly, as long as you move fast enough, those fools may not be able to find you." Or, do you guess they're going to take their anger out on you?"

"But my ship can't carry so many people, it will—" The fisherman was interrupted in the middle of his sentence, and the witch pressed her finger to his lips, and then stared into the former's eyes, word by word, "I say, it's going to be fine." And you will also get the remuneration that was negotiated before. ”

By the time Lothar and the networm had sat up, the boat had moved out of the harbor under the fisherman's slide, and interestingly, although the surrounding water seemed to be ready to pour into the poor sampan at any moment, it was almost stopped out of the hull by an invisible force, and only the sporadic splash in proved that it was indeed sailing on the water. When the boat turned out of the fishing port, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and those who had come to seek revenge did not see them out of the port, presumably not expecting the strangers to persuade a fisherman to take them out to sea at such a speed.

The salty sea breeze blows people's hair, and the fisherman raises the sails after confirming the direction of the wind, and uses the wind instead of manpower to propel the boat forward. However, the cliffs from the shore and the mangrove forests growing in the shallow sea are only about 50 meters apart, so it can be said that they are moving along the coastline, which is completely different from actually sailing into the sea. As the sun began to turn west, the towering cliffs ahead cast huge shadows that looked like a jawless head.

"That's where we're going. Qili said, pointing to a strange sight in the distance.