Late one night, Norton slowly docked the boat. Then look out towards the north shore.

"Boss. A boatman wiped his sweat lightly, half-bent over, and leaned into Norton's ear, "Boss, this is not an easy job to be blind in this black light, and to swim against the current in this level of rapids." What's more, you have to dock, if you are not careful, you will hit the reef or run aground... ”

"What do you want to say?" Norton asked impatiently.

"What kind of work did you take this time, fortunately, the brothers have good boat skills, otherwise something might really happen. ”

"I don't know, I'm just doing what my boss asks. Norton sighed and continued, "It's just that Nordy thinks this business is good for us Frost Swallow. ”

"Oh. The sturdy boatman, who was almost two heads taller than Norton, breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Jarl thinks it's good, then there's no problem." ”

"yes, Noddy's head has always been good. Norton narrowed his eyes as he suddenly saw a shadow on the shore, "Here we are." ”

As the shadow of the swing approached, the Nords finally saw what it was, a procession of horse-drawn wagons.

Suddenly, a voice came from the group, "Is that Norton's over there?"

"Yes!" Norton immediately responded.

"That's good, please, send someone to move things, I don't have many people with me for the sake of secrecy. ”

With a wave of his hand, Norton jumped off the board of the boat and headed straight for the van. When they picked up the bags in the truck, a rich smell of wheat immediately lifted their spirits.

"This... This is?"

"That's right, grain. The man replied, "It's all food." ”

Norton also jumped off the boat, walked up to the man, and said with a smile, "Boss Mu, I really didn't expect you to come over in person." ”

"After all, this is a deal with the Nord tribe," Mu lifted his hood and let some messy hair tips dance in the river breeze, "With your identity and position, it is estimated that it will not be easy to win their trust." Therefore, it is quite necessary for me to act as an intermediary who has no real interests with either party. ”

"Well, it's still the boss's thoughtfulness. ”

"Heh, then again, have you made an appointment?"

"Don't worry, our frost swallow is still a little thin. "On a stretch of ocean near Rhodoc, longships flying the flag of indigo swallows were neatly lined up, and there was only one large Royce-type cargo ship. This type of cargo ship is a typical Kalad ship, in the same vein as the elyse sailing ship used in the ocean, except that it is not as large as the elis sailing ship because it is mostly used for shallow sea or inland waterway shipping. However, compared to a Nord freighter, the complete and wide deck bilge is a big plus, which, combined with pure sail power and directional control of the tail rudder, requires far fewer sailors than a Nord galley, which means that the crew can carry fewer supplies to complete the same voyage, and it means that the cabin can be stuffed with more merchandise. Overall, this sailing ship is definitely one of the weapons of maritime merchants. Of course, the cost is much higher than that of Nord ships.

Nordi and they can already afford this kind of sailboat, and it seems that they enjoyed eating a lot of food last year. Thinking so, Jamila had already brought up a plate of good fish, and after thanking her, she spread the fillets on the oven one by one with tongs. Jamila, on the other hand, stood quietly aside, helping to brush up on spices from time to time.

When Mu was thinking about Norton and them, Norton, who was standing at the helm, was also looking at Mu them.

Norton was naturally not interested in Mu at all, and what interested him was the girl dressed as a maid standing behind Mu. Judging by her tall figure and dazzling blonde hair, it is definitely Nord who did not run. But, just as Isona had been surprised, Norton was amazed at the serenity and grace of this woman, and if it weren't for the maid outfit she wore on her, it would have been impossible to say that she was a noblewoman. Although not all Nords are manic, the poor life and bloody battles on ships all year round doom them to madness, and women are no exception. The traditional Nord women didn't even have the reserve and shyness to spare, and like the men, if they didn't want to be discarded as waste, they had to pick up the axe and embark on the plundering longship. Over the years, they will even become exactly like the men of Nord, covered in blood and alcohol, full of unbearable foul language, and even when it comes to meeting the physical needs of their colleagues.

There are all kinds of women around, and when they see Jamila, they can't help but light up. To be honest, if she weren't Mu's woman, Norton would definitely snatch her back, even if she didn't have any combat power.

However, although there is no way to include her in his harem, it would be good to get to know her. Therefore, he pretended not to care and said to Mu who was grilling the fish fillet, "I said, Boss Mu, why has the girl next to you changed again?

"Oh, I'm sorry. Mu took the brush and nodded in the direction of Jamila, "Jamila, a Norder, my apprentice and assistant, used to help me manage Rhodok's business, so I don't run out often... ”

"I'm sorry, General Norton, but my master has lost his word. Jamila bowed slightly in Norton's direction and said respectfully, "I am the master's maid, Jamila." ”

Norton glanced at Mu strangely, only to see Mu shrugging at him with a wry smile. The warrior's instincts told him that there was definitely a story in it, but he wasn't very interested.

The two of them chatted for a few words, and suddenly there was a stirring horn sound on the sea level, and then three more of the same sound sounded. Both of them were in good spirits at the same time.

"Come, blow the horn!" Norton commanded the sailor on this side, and then another trumpet sounded from his ship. Soon, masts and flags were displayed on the sea level, and it seemed that their "guests" had arrived.

"Boss," while the "guests" had not yet boarded the ship, Norton introduced to Mu, "The four tribes invited this time are 'Wild Shark', 'White Gull', 'Bloody' and 'Cold Claw', and the flags are Shark Head, Seagull, Red Snowflake and Claw Marks, all of which are big tribes in the archipelago, and they are more or less disagreeable with 'Hunting Fang'. ”

"What about 'Hunting Fangs', how many allies are there?" Mu suddenly asked.

"Basically, no. Norton replied, "Most of the allies were eventually swallowed up by them, so while they made a name for themselves as the most powerful tribe in the archipelago, their reputation also rotten." As for some of the minor vassals, as long as we defeat the 'Hunting Fangs' in a raid, they will naturally scatter. ”

"Understood. "Among these four tribes, the strongest ones are 'Wild Shark' and 'Blood', which are on par with our 'Frost Swallow', or even a point stronger. Yar of 'Shark' is a war maniac and loves to talk with an axe, so it is recommended that you be prepared for a fight. ”

Mu nodded, "What about 'Bloody'?"

"'Bloody' is characteristic," Norton continued, "and their leader is a woman. ”

"Women?"

"That's right. Norton nodded, "In the Nord tribe, there is almost no such harmony between me and Nordi, and most tribes are the boss who has the power. And in 'Bloody', it is that woman who is the strongest. But don't underestimate this tribe because of this, it's not that they can't be men, but that woman is too BT. ”

"I know. Mu smiled bitterly, "I've also seen a lot of BT women." ”

"That's right," Norton smiled, "Agna is a formidable warrior. ”

She is still your boss's boss, Mu is helpless in her heart, but she still has to talk about business, "What about the other two tribes?"

"'Chillclaw' has nothing to say, it is a big old tribe, their strength has always been very stable, they can be called a hegemon in the north of the archipelago, and in their heyday they can even compete with 'Hunting Fang'. As for the 'White Gull'... Norton sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"Before the rise of 'Tooth Hunting', the 'White Gull' was the first tribe. However, after so many years, they have not been able to cultivate any decent talents, so this tribe has not landed quickly, and the almost sixty-year-old 'white-haired god of war' can only be held in the position of Yar, officially this old man's wisdom and strategy make the 'white gull' still have a place in the big tribe, and this invitation to me is probably also counting on whether he can fight one last time before he dies and fight for a future for the tribe. Now everyone knows when the old man dies, and when the 'white gull' will perish. ”

Saying this, Norton let out a long sigh, not knowing whether to lament the twilight of the hero or the difficulty of the world. As for Mu, he thought quietly. Because he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his intuition told him that it was profitable, but he couldn't grasp the point.

The fleets of the five tribes formed a circle on the vast sea, and then the largest king ship in their respective fleets headed for the "Frost Swallow" cargo ship in the circle. The one flying the shark flag took the lead, so to speak, and stopped next to the cargo ship by ramming. Click, the springboard was put down, and a strong man of nearly two meters jumped onto the cargo ship with his entourage, and then ignored Mu who was grilling fish on the side, looked down at Norton and said, "Shorty, what are you calling Lao Tzu for?"

Before Norton could reply, the Snowflake boat approached, and a sturdy woman jumped up. "Skorl, be polite, there's a Ryle Dian here!" he laughed. This is a popular joke among Nord's tribes. The Ryordian people are the most polite, and they feel that the rude Nords are barbarians and lowly people, but in the end they are defeated by the Nords, so the Nords often use this matter to mock the Ryrdians.

Mu naturally could hear it, but he wasn't annoyed, he just comically owed himself and continued to grill his fish. The Nord man, known as Skoll, glanced at Mu, snorted coldly, and continued to talk to Norton. Then, the third and fourth king ships came up, and the owners of the king ships also coincidentally brought two escorts on the cargo ship, one of them was slightly shorter than Skoll, but it was also a standard Nord body type, and the other one, his beard and hair were gray, but his waist was still straight, but the tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed, it seemed that this should be the "white-haired god of war" in Norton's mouth. It is worth noting that everyone who comes will more or less glance at Mu, but only a glance, only the white-haired god of war stared at Mu for a while, looking thoughtful.

"Alright," Mu stood up from his seat as he saw that everyone had arrived, "welcome all of you Yael to do business with me, and it's my honor to meet you here in person." ”

Everyone glanced at Mu's side, but they all looked back at Norton, and Skoll asked Norton impatiently, "Shorty, what's the matter with this Ryledian?"

Norton took two deep breaths, suppressed the anger, and introduced to everyone, "This is the owner of the famous Roden-Ross firm on the mainland, Mu, this time, he also asked me to ask everyone out for a talk." ”

Saying this, the Yars couldn't help but turn their eyes to the merchants. Unlike the other Yar's contemptuous and curious gazes, the "white-haired god of war" frowned slightly, as if he felt that something was not right.

But Norton didn't stop, walked over to Mu's side, and introduced the Yar to the merchant one by one.

"This is the leader of the Sharks, Skoll. He pointed to the tall man who was the first to board the boat and said, "He is the person with the highest martial arts among us, and the strength of the tribe is also the strongest. ”

Hearing Norton say this, Skoll snorted with satisfaction and pride.

"Norton, you're not right to say that. The woman interjected dissatisfiedly, "I don't think we're any worse than their 'Sharks', and you can't discriminate against me just because I'm a woman." Before Skoll could make a move, she quickly turned to Mu and said, "Little girl Sofina, it's a pleasure to meet you." As he spoke, he lifted the non-existent skirt and made a funny curtsy, but neither his tone nor his actions felt polite at all, but were full of sarcasm.

Mu was still very calm, and also returned the bow. This is considered a return fire, because the jaw salute is generally used by superiors against subordinates. It's just that the Nords don't know this, so it's a bit of a hint of playing the piano to the cow.

Norton's gaze crossed over to the proud two, "This is the leader of the 'Chillclaw', Garbit, and this old man is the leader of the 'White Gull', and I mentioned to you, the 'white-haired god of war' Alain. ”

Perhaps because of the status of the tribe, these two maintained a certain degree of restraint compared to the two leaders in front of them, and did not appear too proud.

"Hello, merchant. ”

"I really don't dare to take the title of 'God of War'. Alan said, "So, Boss Mu, come to us, what's the matter?"

Mu smiled and said, "Let everyone come over against the cold wind so early, I can't help it, come, let's sit down first, eat and drink, and then talk slowly." As he spoke, he gave way to his body, so that the Yars could see the fiery charcoal stove burning behind them, and the fragrant grilled fish fillet. When Mu met with them, the well-behaved Jamila had already taken over Mu's work and grilled the fish fillets on the stove.

The crowd gathered around the charcoal stove and sat down on the cushions Norton had brought to him, and then took the flask, spice plate, and wooden skewers that Jamila had served. Of course, Skoll didn't care about this at all, he just twisted a piece of fish meat with his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, then poured a sip of wine, and exclaimed loudly, "Cool!" It seemed that he was very satisfied with the humble attitude of the merchant.

As for the others, they are much more elegant, they all pick up a piece of fish with a bamboo skewer, and then follow Mu's demonstration, dip it in the spice plate, and then put it in their mouths and chew it. Soon, a spicy smell rushed to the tip of their noses, causing the Yars to frown. But soon, when the spicy smell dissipated, they suddenly found that the chill of being blown by the icy wind was swept away, and on the contrary, the warmth of the whole body was accompanied by a sip of warm wine, which simply made people feel like they were fluttering.