The city of Le Angouland is one of the wonders of the Old World.

It is a giant trading port built by elves, and most of the original buildings here have been preserved from thousands of years ago.

One of the most spectacular of these is the lighthouse, which is more than 300 feet tall and has a smooth outer wall that at first glance looks like a whole stone.

The walls of the city stretched from both sides of the lighthouse.

Sixty feet above the street, wide enough for ten people to ride side by side.

Elves who come here for the first time climb to the top of the lighthouse, and no lighthouse keeper dares to stop them.

In the harbor of Leangulang, sailors, merchants, and shipwrights watched with joy as ships sank into the horizon in the distance.

They knew that some hapless egg must have been spotted by the Tralan larvae.

And that unlucky guy is Beyer.

The blade can easily kill those strange fish, and the strange fish can also make a ship that lacks firepower leak, and fortunately, the wind is towards the shore.

The deck was littered with the carcasses of strange fish, and it was a matter of course, but no soldier could go down to sea to deal with those fish that ate wood.

Bair was crouching on the pole at the moment, and he had just seen the ship sink when he climbed up, even though the soldiers below were puzzled.

But Bair was thinking, thinking about how his invincible ship had collapsed by a school of dried fish.

Fortunately, the ship landed normally by the monsoon, and the soldiers jumped from the bow in embarrassment, just enough to land on the harbor.

They also had supplies to take with them, and they also had their lord's small treasury, and this ship was only a few silver coins, and Baier would not feel distressed at all.

When Sir Flender jumped off the boat, he did not forget to let Baier down, waved his hand, and shouted urgently.

"My lord, come down quickly!"

Bair just replied. "Let the ship sink for a while."

The wind continued to push the ship forward, and when the sea overflowed through the first class, it sank quickly into the ocean with the hull, and Bayer, who was standing on the rails, stood up.

With the sea breeze blowing his hair, he held on to the rails and stepped into the harbor in the same footsteps as Captain Jack before the entire pole fell into the water.

At this moment, the soldiers who had jumped ship before lined up in line and saluted Beyer.

The shining silver armor, the soldiers in procession, as if Bair was the master of the place, and the merchants were the servants who worked for him.

It's like the whole port is a red carpet for him.

Elegant, this group of sailors, merchants is the first time to see someone can sink a ship so elegantly.

The initiator of the port looked at the port, the sun was in full bloom, the palm of his hand covered his eyes, and the first thought when he saw the port was that the duke of this collar was useless.

Because the lighthouse of the port was not affixed with the coat of arms of the nobles, but the Libra Peugeot of the Brotherhood, so that Bayer judged it at the first time.

I am afraid that the right to speak and the real power here has been controlled by the merchants, and in Bretonnia it can become like this, which can only mean that the duke has either completely ignored the politics of the city, or has been blackmailed by the Son of Heaven to order the princes.

Otherwise, it only takes two or three knights and peasants to get all the merchants to go to the western heavens.

But this situation made Baier curious, the Duke of Bretonnia can be compared to the position of the Knight of the Holy Grail in every aspect, although it is not necessarily equal, but it is not far behind.

There must be some reason for this situation, and since the Bayer ship is gone, he can only decide to find a reliable person to ask first.

Byer walked past the astonished crowd toward the largest building in the harbor, followed by soldiers and merchants and sailors.

"Who's that adult?"

"Oh, Manaon (Poseidon) is on top, don't you see? The family crest of the giant tree! ”

One merchant had some eyesight, pointing to the shields of the Bair soldiers.

"That's the door. The family crest of the Beyer family! ”

Ignoring the noise of the crowd, Baier relied on the cover of the soldiers, slightly relieved.

He really thought he was going to enter the port in a just now, so don't be cool next time.

But the result is not bad, not to be embarrassed when you first come to someone else's territory.

Baier casually pushed open the door to the Merchants' Club and shouted to the steward inside.

"I am Byer. Door. Beye, Duke of Long Lake, needs a merchant to help me! ”

There were many merchants working here, and they stopped exchanging documents or trading goods, and looked at Baier and his troops in unison.

Obviously, this voice had a great impact on them.

Only one of them, a tall, thin, well-dressed man, was still engrossed in filling out the form.

He was about 30 years old, and he was the only man who didn't look at Beyer, but instead looked abrupt, and he was extremely attentive to filling out the form.

Instead, Byer became curious, and he ignored the approaching merchant and walked straight to the man.

Byer, who was taller than him, watched the man read the contents of the report. "The Brotherhood of Lighthouse will participate in the report?"

The man waited for Bayer to speak, and then he realized that he was startled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Knight, I was too focused on my business to notice you."

The merchants next to him also exchanged their heads, because Baier had been strengthened by Lakcha, and naturally began to hear clearly.

"Isn't that Malberry, he's so lucky to be accosted by that adult."

"Yes, his wine industry is doing well, and other things are not bad, but he has less experience and no connections."

"If he works for a few more years, he will definitely become a big businessman."

In view of the fact that no one else knew that he was very good at eavesdropping, Bayer also made a judgment on the person in front of him at this moment.

He's a capable person!

I just didn't need someone to help, so he came.

"Malperi!"

The merchant was stunned, how did this adult know his name, could it be that he had broken the law?

Bayer continued. "I'm the Duke of Long Lake, and my ship was attacked by local creatures when I came to chase the Chaos Cultists, and I'm in dire need of funds to build a new one."

"Now, in the name of the Duke, I invite you to join my team and help me recruit bandits, and in return, you can become my retainer."

At this moment, the entire chamber of commerce was silent, and the reason was very simple.

In Bretonnia, the merchant was second only to the peasant, and no lord would be in the company of the merchant, and at this moment this man actually got the promise of a lord.

Malperi's body was slightly clear.

"Your Excellency... It is my pleasure and I at the mercy of Malperi de Abenet! ”