Alarm fireworks, it's not that there are many of them, the navies of the Empire and the Alliance often use them to transmit information, but who would have nothing to carry a few in their pockets?

Even if there were a few, they probably wouldn't be useful now. www.biquge.info Although it is already night, the fireworks show of the carnival has not stopped. The fireworks with the code words written on them had long since been set off, and now in the night sky was the normal "Long live the glacial carnival!"

The night sky is lit up as if it were day, and with the noise and singing of the crowd in the square, about ten alarm fireworks will not attract any attention.

In this case, you can only wronged the more than 30 pirates, so you can just stay in the bilge overnight.

"Is there any cargo on board other than these barrels of poison?" Lukka asked, looking at the mess of the cabin.

"There are some, but not much of value. Crete led Lukka to the two crates on the other side, "These are the only two boxes of flannel that are worth a lot." ”

The textile industry in the Sunset Islands does not seem to be well developed, and most people have never heard of silk and the like, and the average civilian wears either linen or cotton, which are quite comfortable, but the warmth is really not very good.

However, the climate here, if compared to the real world, should belong to the temperate to subarctic marine climate, even in the midsummer of July and August, there is not much heat, so this kind of warm wool fabric, even if it is not a luxury jewelry, can be regarded as a more sought-after goods.

"Then let's move back. "Luca himself was on the line...... Come on, watch as Ollie and Crete carry the two boxes back to the Peregrine in turn.

It was nearly midnight, and in such a tired state, it was not a good idea to force contact with the source of mana, so Lukka went back to sleep like everyone else to recuperate.

Just after dawn the next morning, the guards at the Port Layton Authority were awakened by a sharp whistle.

A few local guards rubbed their eyes in confusion, apparently not recovering from the exhaustion of last night's almost all-night duty. They hurriedly put on their clothes and walked out of the barracks, and the light of the fire in mid-air suddenly dispelled their drowsiness completely.

A few minutes ago, on the already emptied Black Sail Corsair.

Lukka stared at the disassembled fireworks in Crete's hand, his eyes slightly glazed. His sleep-deprived brain was running much slower than usual, and he nodded mechanically as Crete explained what needed to be done.

After the fireworks were ignited, they flew several times higher than ordinary festival fireworks in a matter of seconds, accompanied by a shrill whistle. At the highest point, Luca's miniature fireball suddenly appeared, igniting the giant flashbang.

With a loud roar, flying flames burst out in mid-air, dyeing the sky east of Layton Harbor red, even overshadowing the rising sun.

When the guards arrived, a black pirate flag was flying on the main mast of the Fur Dog, and more than 30 pirates were neatly tied up in a row and placed on the deck, and the barrels of "pansy" were also moved to the deck, marked with bold letters: Poisonous.

Soon, all the pirates were taken back to the harbor office's cells, several barrels were carefully transported to the dangerous goods warehouse, and the fur dog was turned upside down.

"Go buy supplies, we can go!" Lukka said to his companion as he watched everything take care of it.

"By the way, you need to add a type of supply!" Shut up and flew to his shoulder, raised his left wing and shook it for a long time, pulling out a roll of parchment.

"Aren't you going to give scrolls again?" Lukka said as he opened the scroll, and sure enough, it wasn't a magic scroll, but a list with no end or end.

Diamonds: 10 carats or more. 1-5 carats, 50 pieces. Cannot be used under 1 carat.

Rubies: over 5 carats, 20 pieces. 2-5 carats, 70 pieces. It cannot be used under 2 carats.

Sapphire:......

Emerald:......

......

......

There are dozens of gemstone names in the back, some of which Lukka has never even heard of.

Lukka held the list motionless, causing Ollie and the others to gather curiously.

"Are you going to open a jewelry store?" asked Ollie.

Shut up and tilted his head and snorted: "These are the spellcasting materials you will need to use in the future." ”

"Aren't spellcasting materials generally things like 'magic dust' and 'goblin wings'?" After more than a month of magic learning, Lukka still remembered a lot of common sense.

"Hmph, is that kind of thing here?" Shut up and stretched out his paw and tugged at his hair, "Trainee mages fail if they fail to learn new magic, and once they enter the ranks of full-fledged magicians, once they fail, they will cause irreversible damage to the soul." These gems, when you fool fail to cast a spell, will break off in place of your soul. ”

"Huh, are these gems disposable?" Lukka felt a little pain in the purse, yes, he felt that the purse was a part of his body, and it hurt a little.

"Do you want your soul to be shattered?" shut up and jumped directly on top of his head.

"Is it too late for me to change jobs now?" Lukka put his hands on top of his head and took the shut down.

"There's no turning back, mage!" shut up and writhed in his hand.

"I can't afford that, is there an alternative?" Lukka still held out a glimmer of hope.

"Buy as much as you can, learn as many gems as you want, or try your luck and do all the magic at once." Shut up and finally broke free of Luka's hands.

Lukka thought back, except for the miniature fireball, which didn't take much trouble because it had a foundation before, and it didn't take much effort, all other magic seemed to have been tried at least dozens of times. This probability to gamble on your soul, no matter how you look at it, there is no way to live.

"Well, let's go to the jewelry store. As he spoke, he glanced at his purse with nostalgia.

Famous for its carnival and knights' temple, Layton Harbour is ultimately more of a tourist mecca than a commercial hub. Although there are a few jewelry shops here, most of them also sell cheap ornaments made of glass, and the occasional crystal pendant is a rarity. There is only one shop in the entire town that deals in genuine jewelry, and compared to cheap jewelry stores, there are few customers here, apparently in a state of not opening for three years, and opening for three years.

Of course, in Luca's eyes, diamonds, crystals and glass are no different, they are all transparent and colorless crystals. If Crete hadn't been around, he might have exchanged a large bag of silver coins for a few pieces of rock candy.

Even with the help of Crete's eyesight, Lukka was not slaughtered, but after spending all his savings, 3,647 silver coins, he only returned four fluttering gems.