Looking at the Poseidon Orb in front of him, a thought flashed through Al's heart.

The oceans of this world are very dangerous, and the deep sea is basically infested with endless sea monsters and ferocious sea tribes.

Humans generally operate in shallow waters near offshore or islands.

As for the deep sea, it was basically abandoned. Only with some gold, the powerhouses above the legend would dare to go deep into the ocean, hunt sea monsters, and find precious cultivation resources.

Coming from another world, Al is well aware of the importance of the ocean. If you have this orb and no low-level sea monsters harassing you, maybe you can form a fleet, find some uninhabited islands and resources, and improve your power.

Al pondered, his left hand unconsciously playing with the Poseidon Orb. The originally inconspicuous bead gradually turned into a light blue orb under the nourishment of spiritual power.

I felt myself slightly, maybe because the ice system also belonged to the water magic, and my casting speed increased slightly, but very little, only about 5%.

casually put the beads into the space bag, and with a wave of his hand, he also collected a small box of magic stones. Somewhat satisfied, Al stood up and stretched, glanced condescendingly at the shelf, and looked back a little reluctantly when he saw that there was nothing.

When I turned my head, I saw Polly holding the piece of gold in her hand, her eyes fixed on the box of gems, and she smiled stupidly. Al, who felt a little embarrassed, walked up to her and shook his hand in front of her:

"I'm laughing and I'm throwing you here".

Slightly stunned, Polly, who had just reacted, dragged a long voice and called "master" aggrievedly.

Al, who had never been in love much in his previous life, ignored Polly's aggrieved face and took her soft little hand and walked out of the treasure house.

After closing the dark door again, Al bowed respectfully to the handwriting on the door.

In any case, if you have the benefits of your ancestors, you should pay homage to your ancestors. Since you have inherited this body, you should take the responsibility of this body.

"Master, why are you bowing to that door?"

"That's the handwriting of our ancestors"

"Master, then your ancestors must be very powerful."

"Of course, my ancestors were demigods"

"Demigods, demigods are very powerful, aren't they?"

"Demigods can keep time, immortal"

"Wow, master, you will become a god in the future and make me immortal, okay, I want to eat cream cake every day"

......

One man and one servant walked in the dark cave, and the passage that had been a little dark seemed to be no longer dark after Polly's interruption.

After walking out of the cave that looked like the next day, he looked at Polly, who was still holding a gold nugget in his hand, and stupidly didn't know where to put it.

El-Gentle smiled and got the magic stone he wanted, and he was in a good mood.

......

Sitting on the long wooden table, watching the maid next to him busily put down her lunch, Al asked little Freeman standing beside him suspiciously:

"What about my father and sister"?

"Lord Viscount is discussing with you about winter defense, and as for Miss Lulu, she has been eating lunch at the exercise place recently."

Bow your head slightly, indicating that you know.

With the frequent transfer of materials and personnel in Plantage, the upper echelons of Plantagenet are nervously preparing for the winter battle.

And with the large-scale notification of the upper nobles, the matter of the Winter Warcraft attacking the city is no longer a secret in the eyes of people with status in Goldfinch City.

However, in the past seven hundred years, the majesty of Goldfinch City has been deeply rooted, and ordinary middle and lower classes have not had too much commotion, so what should they do.

Except for the capital of the kingdom, the surrounding area is the strongest city of Goldingage. Even the capital of a province would be overshadowed by the Plantagenet, which had been in operation for hundreds of years.

Where can you escape?

"By the way, this is the list of guards selected for you by Lord Viscount, please take a look." Little Freeman pulled out a piece of letter from his bosom.

Al took the letter paper from little Freeman's hand and flipped through it, all of which were some family background information.

For example, the top warriors, the knight's senior apprentices, are all descendants of peasants under the jurisdiction of Plantagenet for generations.

Because he is talented, he has been cultivated by Plantagenet since he was a child, and he doesn't need to say anything about loyalty, this is the ancient dead man.

It seems that his father still takes his safety very seriously. Al thought to himself.

"In an hour, let the top three senior apprentices on the list come to my study, and I want to meet them."

"Yes".

Some tasteless settled their lunch and returned to their study.

Standing by the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the study, Al had time to take a good look at his family's home base, Goldingrate.

At this time, his position was halfway up the mountain, condescending, looking at a city wall erected between heaven and earth in the distance.

Behind the city wall is a large section of open space, a number of military camps, moats, and fences erected behind them, and they are heavily guarded.

Behind the barracks was a city of grand scale, rigorous layout, symmetrical structure, and neatly arranged. There are three gates on each side, and two avenues run through the whole city, resembling a chessboard.

The city is surrounded by large farmlands and military sites, and finally buildings built on the mountainside, where they are located is a magnificent castle. Surrounded by the estates of some upper-class nobles.

While he was observing, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Al said.

"Peter, little master, they have come to the door, waiting for your orders," said little Freeman in a low voice.

"Let them in."

Al didn't look back, continuing to look out the window.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the three senior apprentices who were silent and stood upright, and Al nodded secretly.

Yes, none of them showed impatience and strict discipline, and it was evident that their father had trained them well. Not like that old fritter like that Jack.

"Do you know what I'm calling you for?"

"Listen to the little master," exclaimed Peter, the sturdy senior apprentice at the lead.

After asking a few more questions, Al was satisfied with the leader Peter, who was brave, resourceful, and loyal, and that was enough.

"Go to the steward, and take three hundred gold in my name" and distribute them to those on this list as a settling-in fee." Al handed the list to Jack.

"Tell them that in half a month, we are going to go on a long trip and let them prepare."

"Yes"

"From today onwards, you will be their captain." Looking at the calm young man, Peter, Al nodded again.

"Thank you, little master", a trace of joy appeared on Peter's face, and the two senior apprentices behind him also showed a hint of envy on their faces, they could be valued by the little master, and the future was bright.

After sending off these senior apprentices, looking at the pleasant scenery outside the window, Al felt more and more like he couldn't wait for me at this time. I can't forget the feeling of horror in my perception at that time.

Today is the middle of August, and there are still three months to go until winter.

I don't know how many people in the crowd in the city below can survive this winter at this time, Al thought faintly.