Where the filthy, insidious, gluttonous rat tide passes, there is utter desolation.

The worst of wars are a clumsy imitation in the land where the nezumen are wreaking, and it seems that everything but gravel is within the reach of their rodents, leaving nothing but desolation and filth.

There are also crows that have not dispersed.

Annan couldn't help but wonder what would happen if the McCain clan swung against the tide and attacked Middle-earth east of the Channel...... The McCain clan was wiped out by the human coalition?

The new ship sailed out of the strait and began to sail north, and the violet soil appeared on land.

The same devastation and decay, the rotting fur and feces that attracted mosquitoes like a black mist. Annan remembered that the new Initial's logbook recorded this scene.

Ironically, the devastated earth of all the corpses eaten by the nezumi doesn't feel like purgatory.

On the left was the deepening of the sea, and on the right were the hopeless ruins, and they were haunted by the same human emotions that made them not even interested in playing cards, until the special camp of the Count of Ulmet appeared on the horizon.

It was a bunch of floating platforms connected by various sailboats, fishing boats, and sampans, and then buoyant with strapped and inflated animal bladders.

The nezumi hate water, and as long as there is no radical nezumi elder to lead the team, the rats will not want to hit this floating platform hundreds of meters from the land.

The appearance of the new Primal was soon spotted by the men on the pontoon, who guided the three-masted galleon to a sturdy plank.

The Count of Ulmit, dressed in a bear's skin, arrived surrounded by servants and laughed: "Have you changed your mind? ”

Annan appeared on the side of the ship: "You solicited my people in front of me?" ”

"Annan! My little friend, have you come to me? Count Ulmit shouted in surprise.

The chief mage who followed him greeted calmly: "Hello, Annan. ”

"Hello, Farias." Annan replied.

"Congratulations on establishing yourself in Middle-earth, it's not easy."

"Thank you."

Although Annan did not encounter any setbacks.

Between the stairs pushed by the crew, Annan spoke to Count Ulmit: "They arrived at my new territory and said they had met you, so I came with some seeds that you would need." ”

Annan didn't talk about pay, and now is not the time.

"My brother, you've done me a great favor."

The Count of Ulmit hugged him warmly and patted him on the back after the shaking floor on Annan Station.

"I'm going to have a great feast for my friends!"

Annan followed to the felt tent at the core of the pontoon. Not surprisingly, Count Ulmitte's "feast" was simple with fish and shellfish, but Annan and Count Ulmet were happy—the joy of the two lords who had escaped from the rat tide knowing that they were alive.

The Count of Ulmit, who seemed to be about to become an old man, vented his bitterness and said that his camp had been destroyed several times by the rat tide, and he had to hide in the sea.

"Didn't you use cement?" Annan remembers that he had originally shipped him a large amount of cement.

"Aren't those high walls in your Star-Moon Bay blocking them......" Count Ulmit lifted the curtain and pointed to a row of low walls on the distant land, "The speed of killing rats is not enough, and no matter how high the wall is, it is useless." ”

Annan understands this very well.

The Count of Ulmit continued to complain. For example, it took him so long to find more than a hundred survivors, such as a shortage of food, a shortage of clothing, and a shortage of resources.

"It's okay, my route will go back and forth here, as long as there is Kinnar, anything can be delivered."

Now it's time to talk about some proper compensation.

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of treasures, I'll bring them to you later!" But this Count of Ulmit, who was rough on the outside and delicate on the inside, had been avoiding it.

Annan guessed he had guessed what he meant.

In the end, it was the chief mage who solved the riddle: "Your Excellency, King of the North, let us be honest with each other, why are you here?" ”

"Violet Kingdom's Legacy ......"

Count Ulmit is not a woman, and Annan simply gets straight to the point.

"I can't do it...... Annan. Count Ulmit put down his last bottle of wine and said seriously: "I cannot betray my kingdom, my surname ......"

"You don't need to betray them."

"I'm giving the kingdom's property to someone else."

Annan decided to make up a story: "I have a friend whose name is Fast. ”

"The tavernkeeper?"

The Count of Ulmit remembered Fast, who had always won himself in the tavern.

"That's him, he's an elite warrior with a story. He and his companions had fought together, and at last stood before the treasure that belonged to the brave. But they had a dispute over who had the treasure, and in the end the hidden ranger snatched the treasure, and they had nothing...... Count, do you want to share the kingdom's legacy with your allies, or let the nezumi and gold diggers take everything? ”

"The rat people are looking for the living, and the gold diggers are looking for the dead." Farias said suddenly.

Even the chief mage was on Annan's side, and Count Ulmit changed his mind - or maybe he was just bargaining: "You convinced me. But I'm going to take nine. ”

"I can take it, but it's not the price an ally should have."

"That's eight." The Count of Ulmit said briskly, afraid that Annan would be dissatisfied, and said: "I am the only one who knows the treasure of many nobles, I have the map, and you have the manpower. ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Annan didn't bargain anymore and shook hands with the smiling Count of Ulmit.

At the next banquet, Count Ulmit asked Gem City, and after learning that Annan had a floating city, he revealed that Annan once had the same vision, and then asked Annan to buy him an arcane core, which he was willing to spend 600,000 gold coins to buy.

A low-class ...... The price of the high-level arcane core is 500,000 gold coins, but the qualification of Ou Lin, who used the arcane core before, Annan also had the qualification to buy the arcane core for 400,000 gold coins once.

But it is not cost-effective to sell the precious qualifications because of 200,000 gold coins.

"I'll try to connect you with the seller." Annan said.

Late at night, Annan returned to the new Primordial that had anchored by the pontoon and began to meditate as usual.

But tonight the magic vortex was unusually restless, like a tidal wave, and when the meditation was over, Annan found that his mind was much clearer.

Annan stood in front of the mirror, his skin became delicate, and his face became soft? Or do the eyes become brighter? He couldn't tell the difference.

Picked up Lily at her feet and touched her head. After studying the magic vortex for a while, he realized that he still didn't know anything but summoning, and lay down on the bed to rest.

When Annan had just fallen asleep, a snow-white head appeared in the corner, as if attracted by Annan's changes, and the white cat jumped on the bed, stretched out its paws and touched his head non-stop.

(End of chapter)