"Well, then, I ask you to return my luggage to me. My sword, my gun, my glittering money. and some gadgets that perform magic tricks. "Don't try to withhold anything. Otherwise......"

Morris shook his head at the coiled twine, which lay down as if it were sleepy, and if you looked closely, its body could still rise and fall slightly, as if it was breathing. "It will punish you. ”

The rebels looked at each other in fear, and even Leonard flinched slightly. Although the twine did not show any intent to attack, who knew anything about the magician's methods? Leonard hesitated for a moment, until he realized that he had nothing he could do to break the deadlock. So he gestured, and soon a tall, thin man trotted to get Morris's luggage.

During this time, the two sides awkwardly did not communicate, and the rebels were whispering. As if to break the deadlock, Leonard sighed: "Is this the power of magicians? It seems that the disciple of Navarre's first astrologer is not a bluffer." ”

No, I just drank too much and wanted to brag at the time. Morris couldn't say that, he could only smile slightly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

After the man retrieved Morris's luggage, Leonard threw it towards Morris. Morris didn't reach out to take it, he kept an eye on the rebels to prevent them from rioting, and the luggage fell in front of and behind Morris, who gently picked it open with a dagger, he knew that many small tricks could make a big loss at such a time, such as a small hidden weapon that would explode as soon as the luggage was opened, poisonous snakes, and so on. But he clearly overestimated this group of ragged rebel comrades, who lacked the most basic knowledge of magicians and lacked training in magician warfare.

In fact, even many great nobles lack these qualities, and the world is so obscurant.

After carefully examining his luggage, especially to make sure that the spell-casting knick-knacks were back on him, it took all of his strength to control his ecstatic facial nerves.

Leonard had the gunpowder of Morris' flintlock pistol wet, which they considered to be the only threatening item in his luggage. As for his sword, I'm sorry, Morris himself didn't believe that he could kill dozens of trained rebels with just one sword.

However, the rebels, including Leonard, simply ignore his "gadgets", and the group of people simply don't understand the meaning of the spellcasting materials for the caster, otherwise they will find a way to leave these fragments behind. Although most of them are insignificant. For example, earth, salt, sawdust, tea, plant rhizomes, etc., even from the perspective of a professional caster, the magic that these casting materials can perform is very limited and pitifully weak.

Morris wasn't a powerful spellcaster. In fact, there is no such thing as a powerful spellcaster among humans.

But if a mage who loses the casting material can only perform street magic, then a mage who has access to the casting material and has plenty of time to cast the spell can be tricky for most knights of the country who are unrivaled in martial arts.

Not to mention some rebels who are hiding from all over the place?

"It's not a sure thing. Morris thought, his mind settled. He packed up his gadgets and armed with his gun and sword. He quietly hid a handful of grated dried mushrooms that had just been pulled out of the pile of scraps in his hand, and Leonard and the others didn't pay attention to this small action. He rubbed the crumbs and begged for a miracle in his heart, although casting a spell with his eyes open made his will appear impure, but just like the "snake magic", this small flaw was harmless.

He's preparing a little magic. Magic that would allow him to leave safely.

He was sure that neither Leonard nor anyone else could see it. As for Gregory, he showed no signs of waking up at all, except for the occasional moan.

"So, the deal is done. Give Gregory back to us," Leonard clapped his hands, pretending to be nonchalant, "and you can get out of this boat." ”

"You must be a fool for me. Leonard. "This is the endless sea, not a land that I can get out of at any time. ”

"And what about Gregory?" Leonard's words were filled with undisguised anxiety, "I can give you a life-saving boat to get you out." But if he dies...... You'll pay for your life, I promise!"

Gregory should be an important figure. Morris thought.

"He can't die! I can give life to even a broken rope!" he replied in a deep voice, "and you might as well summon the warrior who hangs overboard as soon as possible." Or are their casualties out of your consideration?"

All the rebels looked at Morris in disbelief, apparently they didn't expect him to spot the sneak attacker behind him.

Ahead of the direction of the bow, Morris was positioned on the right side of the ship's midway. When Morris countered Gregor, in addition to the twenty or thirty rebels pretending to be pirates, there were more than twenty sailors operating the ship in other positions on the ship. It is likely that these sailors were natives of the Iedine to meet the rebels.

However, when the riot broke out, all the sailors, including the necessary boat operator, gathered around Morris.

On the surface.

In fact, several water-savvy rebels had already dived into the water from the other side of the ship under Leonard's instructions, swimming to this side of the boat and hoisting it overboard to wait for the right moment to jump out and catch Murphy off guard.

"I don't know much about the caster," Leonard's face was cloudy, and he didn't give instructions to call people back, "I thought you wouldn't mind my caution." ”

I'm sorry, I mind. Morris gritted his teeth. But he couldn't do anything.

The magic that Morris chose needed an opportunity to be unleashed.

At the moment, however, Leonard has lost patience as Gregory loses more and more blood. Leonard seems to be planning to snatch Gregory back at all costs.

Or, fight Gregory to the death and kill Morris on the spot.

Negotiations broke down, and Morris nervously pondered what to do.

He watched as several strong-bodied rebels slowly gathered around the large mass of twine, their weapons clenched tightly, as if they had regained their courage, perhaps because they saw that the marvelous creature was strong on the outside. And what about the hemp rope? He sensed the threat facing it like a real snake, and it raised its tail furiously, the other end of the hemp rope, and struck the ground.

If it really had other organs of the snake, Morris thought, it would inevitably "hiss" and spit out its forked tongue.