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The climate off the coast of the Ririjora Sea is much more pleasant than in the Middle Regions, and the journey from Mirachiya Island has been uneventful.

However, due to the unique regional climate of the frozen coast, the continuous cold northeast winds forced McGonagall and her party, who lacked the necessary means to protect themselves from the cold, to break away from the ocean current and make a detour against the current, extending the original two-day trip to a week.

The lack of supplies had dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the crew, and if it weren't for McGonagall's prestige and the intimidating status of Mage Moga, the crew would have rioted and forced the captain to go to Quell.

Rao was so, and McGonagall, who had no choice but to kill four or five fools, was able to restrain their resistance momentum.

"We might be able to go to Quirch to replenish our supplies before we go to the Frozen Shores. ”

Master Moga privately suggested to McGonagall that the other party's successive killings over the past few days had made the anxious mages quite uncomfortable.

Under his perception, the anger of the crew is like a volcano that is accumulating strength, and if one is not good, it will drag them to die in the belly of the fish.

After all, he and McGonagall alone couldn't drive this "small" ship.

"Are you kidding?" said McGonagall's words without their friendliness, "Are you blind enough to see that they're scared?"

"Supplies?"

"Hmph, that's just a deception to you laymen, whose real intention is to bring this voyage to an end once and for all!"

"Believe it or not, if they go to Quirch, they will be able to run away most of them overnight, and there are quite a few ships going to Lonsmoult, and the dogs can board them as sailors and offset the cost of the ships with their labor. ”

"What will we do then? What will you do with your baron?"

"It's me who didn't think about it," the mage sighed lightly, "It's up to you what happens on the sea, and you can just say what you need me to do." ”

Moga's words did not diminish the sorrow on McGonagall's face in the slightest, the crew's affairs were trivial, at least the captain who had been battling the wind and waves all day had never taken the resistance of this group of unsuccessful people seriously.

What really worried him was the rescue of Baron Malte, and it was not only the crew who was frightened, but also the ghost place on Miracita Island, he didn't want to go to it a second time in his life......

McGonagall stood on the foredeck, her cloak tightly wrapped around her.

The climate of the frozen coast needs not be described too much, and even if summer is approaching elsewhere, the biting cold winds have only become mild and cool.

Known as the jewel of the polar ice fields, the port of Lanstell is one of the few lands shared by the fiefdom aristocracy of the entire frozen coast.

McGonagall understood the nobles' thoughts, and anyone who gave away this choke point to others would be a complete fool.

Even if it is not in wartime, the tax on the caravans is a lot of income, and the construction of the buff territory is definitely more than enough.

What really impressed McGonagall was that for thousands of years, no family had wanted to take it for granted.

Being able to find the hidden wealth behind things is not something worthy of too much praise, but being able to restrain one's desire for wealth and discover the risks hidden under the color of wealth is incomparable to ordinary people.

Unlike the low-rise towns of the western part of the empire, the castles and towers of Port Lanstell rise one after another, with elegant curved arched bridges and gentle pathways, interspersed with undulating towers.

"Are those the Mage Towers?"

McGonagall pointed to the towers not far away and asked Mogar that as a confidant of Lord Lonsmoult, his knowledge was certainly worthy of his status, but when it came to mages, he was even worse than Baron Malte, who was still in the apprenticeship stage.

"It may or may not be. ”

After carefully observing it for a long time, Moga gave the answer in an uncertain tone.

“......”

The captain was a little speechless, and this judgment was the same as not saying anything.

Xu was a little embarrassed by McGeacul's peculiar eyes, and Moga explained with a wry smile: "The towers in the tower group have a strange style, which is completely impossible to judge with common sense, and ...... It is difficult for the mage tower to sense the magic fluctuations that overflow from the outside before the low power is activated, as long as they are willing to give up inscribed protective runes on the outside of the stone tower. ”

"Isn't that a protective rune?"

McGonagall asked, pointing to the mysterious patterns outside the tower that looked so powerful.

"Of course it is, and there are on every tower, but these nearly 100 towers can't all be magic towers, otherwise, the high cost will be enough to drain the entire frozen coast of taxes. ”

"You mean, they designed it to disguise the real magic tower inside?"

"Yes, there are magic fluctuations emitted by the outer protective runes to disguise it, I'm afraid that when the legendary mage comes, he won't even want to tell which one is the lighthouse, which one is the arrow tower, and which one is the magic tower disguised as a lighthouse or arrow tower on weekdays. ”

On both sides of the towers, there are majestic castles, banners and flags fluttering in the wind, and the family crests of various noble families are flying above their castles.

"It's a luxury to build a castle just to assert ownership of the harbor......

Rao is a well-informed McGonagall and Moga, and they are also amazed by the wealth of the nobles of the Frozen Coast, and it is common for lords who like to build castles, but it is the first time they have met a guy who builds a majestic castle in order to plant a banner.

Although the cost of building a castle is high, it is a one-time expense, and many materials can be obtained locally, and the labor can also be used to recruit the people.

The final cost was nothing to the fiefdom nobles who had the territorial treasury to rely on.

Compared to this, the annual expenditure incurred in renovating the castle is definitely a severe test of the stability of the territory's income.

Just as no one is willing to cut a bleeding wound on their body that will not heal, today's aristocrats prefer manors to castles, and even if they build castles, they will not be like the nobles on the frozen coast, just to find a place to settle for the banner depicting the family crest.

"I've heard of the richness and prosperity of the frozen coast, but today I really appreciate it. ”

As he spoke, Moga thought of his student again, this scene in front of him was a great shock to any lord whose territory was waiting for development, if Marte was here, it would definitely be good for his broad-mindedness and open-mindedness, but it was a pity......

"With the financial resources of the frozen coast, if you can get the support of a lord here, then it will be much easier to rescue, but how to impress them?"