As night falls, the greystone of the harbor of Beit City is covered with a faint layer of golden orange. The setting sun turns the sea blood red with the last rays of afterglow, and finally melts into the horizon.

The tide crashes against the embankment of the harbor, and seagulls fly back to the nest in flocks. However, the once bustling harbor is now empty and frighteningly strange.

Maybe...... At least there is a group of others. They all stayed near the anchorage, but all of them waited at the dock garrison posts, many of whom were also responsible for keeping an eye on the defenders and dockers who had been temporarily confined there.

"Boss, where did those people come from, they are so powerful, even the captain of the guards on the dock nodded to them......"

“...... Shut up, keep your tongue in mind, and don't ask what you shouldn't. ”

Most of the dockers who earn a living in Bay Harbour have their own organizations. Among them, the foreman was responsible for arranging work for the workers, negotiating with the owners of merchant ships who needed to unload and load supplies, and demanding remuneration.

But now, these foremen have been informed, and the prefect of the dock garrison has told them to restrain their little brother and not to be too curious. At the same time, everything that happened here this evening will rot in my stomach.

Otherwise, they will certainly not have good fruit to eat.

Not only the workers on the docks, but also the owners of the ships docked at the docks this afternoon were informed that they could bring all their sailors ashore. Whether it's a dinner party or a fellowship, you can't return until after four hourglass hours.

There were unknown shipowners who were too lazy to bother with this notice, but at about an hourglass hour before the "martial law", they were all "visited" by the troops on duty under the Great Vishur, and then naturally immediately said that they would resolutely obey.

There was no way to disobey, and those elite warriors boarded every ship, the bottom floor of Class A, the cabins filled with ballast, and even the wooden barrels containing clean water were opened and inspected by themselves.

If someone is found to be hiding, they are immediately escorted to an unknown prison, and the ship's owner is immediately given a staggering list of confiscations, keeping their wallets cleaner than their faces.

The reason for this is actually because two important ships will arrive in Beit today.

Curious about Davishur's experiments, or because of his astonishing eloquence, the steampunk half-lich who temporarily presides over Nome City agrees to pay them a ransom.

Of course, this fund was not directly proposed from the Chamber of Commerce of the Scales of Eternal Order, but Snead used his factory in Nome City as collateral to make a loan to the Chamber of Commerce, in exchange for gold worth "three million and thirty thousand" silver Kate.

In order not to attract everyone's attention, the gold was transported by water through the Niro River into the sea and then transported to the port of Beit City for delivery. Sneijder personally boarded the ship to ensure the safety of the voyage.

As a ransom, the gold is split between two ships. According to the agreement, after the gold on the first ship was delivered, Davishur would release Quest for confirmation in Sneijder's face, and then sail the second ship into the port of Beit.

"General, the ship is coming," the herald who had been staring at the entrance of the fjord, saw the light blue light emitted by the whale oil beacon fire, and immediately ran to report to the general on duty: "The brothers have sent a signal, they have boarded the ship and checked it, everything is normal." ”

Hearing the report of his subordinates, the general on duty nodded.

In fact, apart from him, the rest of the Duty Force was unaware of the operation, which was to accept a large amount of gold, which was actually to collect raw materials for spell experiments for the Great Veshur. But that doesn't detract from their enthusiasm for their work.

Almost as soon as the news of the gold-carrying ship sailing into the fjord, the entire bay harbour was instantly lit up, and a procession of watchmen with tar-laden torches patrolled around the docks in case there was any omission.

As the gold ship docked at the berth, the side of the ship made contact with the cork mat on the edge of the pier, making a "squeak" sound. Ten wagons had been waiting at the anchorage for a long time, and the locked-up wagons had been left open and lined up in a line waiting for the cargo to be loaded.

The coachman and porter are all watchmen, and they have been waiting here for a long time.

Originally, a shipload of gold, even if some of it was unrefined golden sand, was a little more than ten wide tail vans to pull the goods.

However, according to the regulations, the transportation of such valuables must go through a lottery before loading. Only some of the vehicles will be loaded with real valuables, others will be loaded with weighted ballast stones or sandbags. In this way, all vehicles depart at the same time, and no one knows in advance which car is loaded with really valuable goods, which can play a certain role in preventing possible robbery.

Of course, with the Watchman troops to escort you, the Fire Dwarven warriors of the Pickaxe Clan along the way, and the fact that the Great Veteril could teleport to the location of the vehicle at any time, the safety factor of this gold delivery could not be higher.

But even so, rules are rules, and the Duty Force still strictly enforces the tradition that has lasted for many years.

"General, brothers are ready. The herald came again to report.

At this time, the general on duty had already stood next to the wide tail van, and he himself wanted to personally participate in the escort of the gold, "Board the ship and unload!"

At the sound of the order, everyone got busy.

With a "clang", considering the heaviness of the goods, a special thickened gangway made of solid wood was set up on the gang of the gold ship.

Scaffolding and gondolas could have been used to lift the goods to the shore of the wharf, but for the sake of caution, the general on duty sent someone on board to carry down the wooden barrels containing gold chests or golden sands one by one.

At the entrance to the fjord, although someone had already boarded the ship to inspect and followed the gold ship to the dock, they were only responsible for checking whether the ship had potential safety hazards, and did not open the box for inspection.

Now on board, there are also several high-level smelters of the "Cross Pickaxe" clan. These fire dwarves who have been dealing with metal for many years, and even their bodies are forged from metal, it is no longer a problem to distinguish the fineness of gold.

"That's right, these golden sands have been refined and have a high gold content," a fire dwarf opened bucket after bucket of golden sand, poked his palm into it, grabbed a little golden sand powder at different depths, and put it in his mouth, "The total amount is also not wrong with what was written in the previous list." ”

His companions were inspecting the smelted gold bricks. They randomly pulled some out of the gold bricks, took out a hammer and anvil and gently hammered them into the shape of a cube, and then weighed the mass of the gold cube with an instrument.

"The malleability is fine, and the value of the density is consistent with the records left in the family, and it is indeed golden. ”