Fett and Vera froze, they could realize the importance of the name, but the expressions on their faces were nothing more than disbelief in the authenticity of this information. How could someone of such a noble status come to this seaport town on the West Coast www.biquge.info the daughter of the Emperor of the Empire?

"By the way, your captain has some business that he hasn't taken care of yet, and he hopes he won't be disturbed in any way. Marcos left this advice and left in a hurry with Maffeo.

By the time they reacted, the two of them had gone a little far, and they wanted to ask about what the two had just said, but all they were left with was the backs of the two who had gone away.

"Can you believe it?" said Vera, tapping her finger on the side of the ship.

Fett just shook his head, even though he had known who the Oracle Army was looking for, he had never thought that he would be Heinrich's daughter, and the news was explosive for him.

"Forget it, I think Captain Rout will tell us the truth, if what they say is true. Vera held her chin in her hand and looked at the seagulls soaring in the sky.

With a skewer of roasted potatoes in his hand, Maffeo kept sticking out his tongue, and the reason for this was because there were too many peppers, and he couldn't wait to find water to relieve the hot sensation in his mouth.

"I told you not to put so many peppers in a long time ago. Marcos had a helpless expression.

"How am I... Knowing it was going to be so spicy, damn it... My mouth was about to lose sensation. Maffeo's expression was a little pained.

Marcos shook his head, then said, "Wait a minute." ”

"What? Where are you going?"

Instead of answering him, Marcos ran to the shop and bought a glass of iced lemonade.

"Here, you bastard, don't be spicy to death. Marcos handed the glass of lemon juice to Maffeo.

Maffeo took the lemon juice and drank it without thanking him.

Marcos looked at Maffeo desperately drinking and was a little amused, and he shook his head, thinking that Maffeo was too stupid.

"Thanks, it's much better now. ”

"Really, it's good to be alive. Marcos smiled and patted Maffeo on the shoulder, his tone distinctly mocking.

"Get out of here, man. ”

Marcos glanced back at the tower that had soared into the sky, it was already the second day on the West Coast, and it was definitely not a good feeling to be left dry, but the Academy of Magic also had their considerations. Everything doesn't revolve around you, and despite knowing this, there is an indescribable boredom in my heart. As soon as he thought of this, Markos couldn't help but think of Uma in his heart, that guy hadn't returned to the West Coast yet, it seemed that he wasn't going well on Huttonmar's side, and many things were full of unknowns.

"Anyway, what method did you say earlier?" Maffeo interrupted his musings.

Marcos came back to his senses, and it was clear that he hadn't heard what Maffeo was just saying in this state. "What? What did you just say?"

Maffeo was a little disappointed and said, "No, man, have you forgotten what you said in the morning?" I don't remember when your memory became so bad. ”

Marcos thought about it and couldn't help laughing, "So you mean about that profiteer in Sherlock, it's just too easy to do." ”

"Then tell me how. Maffeo muttered disapprehensively.

Marcos asked, "So, dear Maffeo, have you heard of the summoner?"

"You're kidding, it's not a problem at all, is it? As the name suggests, it's a class that summons strange creatures as a way to fight. ”

Maffeo's reply was expected by Marcos, "Well done, you don't look that stupid." Well, I'm sure you should also know that these creatures are of all kinds, and if possible, there are powerful magical lifeforms that make contracts with summoners. ”

"I know that, but what does this have to do with that so-called method?" said Maffeo, who thought Marcos had been talking for a long time without getting to the point.

"Well, you do look like a stupid guy. I've made it very clear that all kinds of creatures, including goblins, of course. ”

Maffeo finally came to his senses when he heard this, he patted his head, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Wait, you don't mean to say that you can summon goblins, do you?"

This was a surprise to Marcos, "God, are you stupid?"

"And what the hell do you mean?" said Maffeo, confused again.

"You forgot about Mirna. A short sentence pulled Maffeo out of the fog, and he patted his head again, feeling a little sluggish.

In order to prevent Maffeo's head from short-circuiting again, Marcos hurriedly added, "Although she is an elemental, a creature like a goblin can make a pact with her even as an ordinary magician. ”

Although Marcos had made this method clear, Maffeo was still a little worried: "Is this really good?"

"She's a kind girl, at least kinder than you. Marcos narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, and his expression was full of mockery.

Maffeo sighed, "Well, I hope you're right. ”

It took a lot of effort for the two of them to find Mirna, who was staying at the Academy of Magic and discussing with her teacher, Sharan, about the city in the sky. Strangers are never allowed to enter and leave the Academy of Magic, which also caused the two to be stopped at the gate, but at least the magicians can still help with the word. But the other party said that he needed to explain his intentions, and after a hard explanation, the other party was finally willing to help pass the word, and the two were relieved. When the magician stood in front of them, the substance-like aura of magic made the two of them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is there anything wrong with you two?" Mirna walked out the door to the two of them.

Marcos replied, "About this, I wonder if you have time now?"

Mirna pouted: "Uma that guy is so slow, now Teacher Sharan doesn't plan to take any action for the time being, there is a lot of time." ”

"That's good, I actually want you to do us a favor. ”

"What's the busy?"

"I suppose you should be able to summon a contract creature like a goblin, right?"

Mirna blinked, "Of course, almost every mage can summon Herder. ”

Marcos smirked, "I wonder if you can call him out and help us write a few letters of apology?"

"Letter of apology?" Mirna wondered.

Maffeo coughed, "Actually, Sherlock needs an apology letter." ”

"Sherlock? Oh, I remember, it's the Goblin Merchant in the backstreets of Huttonmar. Speaking of which, there are quite a few goblins who like to bully it. Mirna paused suddenly, then puffed out her mouth and asked, "Wait, you mean you want me to summon Herder to write an apology?"

The two nodded in unison, and Mirna said a little angrily, "Don't make a mistake about you two, the magician summoned the contract creature for battle, how could it be summoned because of such a boring request?"

Maffeo hurriedly spread his hands in front of his chest and said a little innocently, "It's okay to use it once in a while." ”

Mirna sighed, then her big eyes swirled as if she was thinking about something, and after a while, she sneered, "You two are really, and only you will accept this kind of request." I thought I could help with that, but—" Mirna paused deliberately, then continued, "I'm going to treat Herder to a meal." ”

Maffeo was glad to hear Mirna say, "No problem. ”