Chapter 12: The Horn of the Depths
"Master Gatlin, the pirates of Blackwater Bay have arrived at the docks!" Edward's butler, dressed in a gown, was lit up on the top floors of the tower, and the Gatling Mage had a message.
Gatling sat on a large bench, the desk in front of him was empty, the black marble table was scrubbed as bright as a mirror, and the temperament of a superior person naturally exuded.
"How many goods did they bring this time?"
"Eight dogs, six chickens. ”
"Are there any high-end items worth noting?"
"I'm sorry, no, it's all native. ”
"Hmph! These lowly breeds who should have been buried in the belly of the fish a long time ago! In the early years, they were able to send some heirs of nobles with special bloodlines, but now they are only native breeds? This kind of goods are everywhere, and I only exchange these goods for precious arcane crystals? I simply don't take this mage seriously!" Gatling's brows furrowed, and two stunning lights shone in his eyes: "They must be taught a lesson!"
Gatling stood up and activated the arcane sigil on a tall cabinet behind him, and took out a wand about a meter long with a large transparent arcane crystal on top and a large, heavy spellbook with a strange red-eyed goat's head engraved on the cover.
At the other tip of the island, far from the tower, is the only pier on the island, where a dhow about ten meters long is quietly parked. On the bow of the ship stood a middle-aged man with a strong shore and bronzed skin, dressed in a short linen coat, and several scars on his bare arms were very conspicuous.
"Little Virford, I hear that you have only sent fourteen of the earthy goods this time? Is it true that my generosity has caused you to lose the respect you deserve for a mage, and perhaps I should impress you people a little?"
Master Gatling was dressed in a black magic robe, with a dark purple peaked hat on his head, holding a staff in his left hand and a book in his right hand, his beard and hair were all white and his eyes were wide open, he was really majestic.
On the continent of Orrent, the older the mage, the more feared he is, unless he is already old and confused.
The middle-aged man named Little Villefort took a serious look at the Gatling mage in front of him, and was surprised to find that the old man, who had almost run out of oil last month, seemed to be ten years younger, refreshed, and more powerful.
Seeing this obvious change, Villefort hurriedly showed a respectful expression: "Master Gatling, it's not that I underestimate your majesty, but that two great pirate powerhouses have a conflict over a pirate king's crown, and the atmosphere on the sea has been very tense recently......
"The Pirate King's Crown?" Gatling's beard shook, "But the horn of the deep sea that originally belonged to Francis, the king of the Western Golden Sea?"
"Yes, back then, Francis shook the Western Golden Sea, with more than 100 warships under his command and more than 10,000 people, he was really the high-spirited and majestic king of the Western Golden Sea. It's a pity that eighteen years ago, he arrogantly plundered the "Pearl of Milan" and indemnity given to the King of France after the defeat of the Milan city-state, and was pursued by the French royal fleet. It's just that when the loot is counted at the end, it is found that the most precious treasure of the King of the Western Golden Sea, the Deep Sea Horn, is missing. Legend has it that as long as you get the Horn of the Deep Sea, you can command the bandits and become the new King of the Western Golden Sea!" Villefort also said with a look of fascination, wishing that the legendary Horn of the Deep Sea could fall in front of him.
"The Pirate King's Crown? It's a pity, a mage who is indifferent to fame and fortune and is bent on magic, otherwise I would have been so enthusiastic that I would have tried to get my hands on this Pirate Crown!" Gatlin sighed, with a frenzy in his eyes, but more mockery.
"Master Gatling, although they are all local goods brought this time, they are not the kind of stupid children in the countryside, most of the children here are the family members and men of a big businessman, both men and women have read, and can also calculate accounts and write, maybe there are some good mage seedlings?"
"Oh, I can read and write, and this will save me two years of hard work!
Gatlin took the lead and stepped onto the deck, seemingly not fearing for his own safety, and Villefort followed him as if he were a sidekick.
Walking into the cabin, a fishy smell came to his nose, Gatling glanced around, and with a flick of his wand in his hand, the huge arcane crystal suddenly glowed, illuminating the entire cabin.
In the corner of the cabin, a group of children, large and small, were trapped in tattered clothes, only in the center of the crowd, the two children, one older and one young, were still awake, and although they were a little frightened, they still bravely looked at the person in front of them.
The eldest was a girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a beautiful countenance, a snow-white complexion, and a beautiful embryo, while the youngest was a boy, and very good-looking, with anger in his eyes.
"These two children are the sons and daughters of the great merchant, and they are both beautiful and good children!" Villefort hurriedly stepped forward to explain.
Gatlin's eagle-sharp eyes scanned every child in the cabin before he nodded in satisfaction.
Edward's butler, who had been signaled, pulled Wilford over, and the two began to go out to bargain.
Master Gatling smiled kindly: "Children, your misery is over! I am the master of the Tower, Master Gatling, you are already an apprentice of the Tower, follow me to learn magic, and in the future you will become a powerful and respected mage with great power!"
Having completed the deal, Villefort raised his hand, and the dhow sped away like a swimming fish, and soon disappeared from view.
"How's the price?" asked Gatlin softly.
"There were three over the age of 10, and I pushed the price down. However, the children could read and write, and in the end, the fourteen children spent four arcane crystals, weighing a total of thirty-two grams. Edward also whispered in response.
"Fortunately, this place is far away from the mainland, and the price cannot be compared with that in the city! Edward, my experiment is getting closer and closer to consummation! I have a hunch that next time, I will be able to completely complete this experiment that has lasted for forty-seven years! And you, my loyal servant, will also receive the most valuable reward!"
"It's my pleasure to serve you, Master Gatlin!" replied Edward excitedly.
"Immortality, what a seductive word! I think I'm about to catch you!"