In the Americas of this era, wizards don't have to hide their heads.

The wizards who followed the European gold rush ships were significantly different from the indigenous wizards here in terms of appearance and dress.

This mighty development operation is said to be a collision between civilization and barbarism, but there are some opinions on who is civilized and who is barbaric.

The silver hair and silver eyes were too conspicuous, so when he approached the continent under his feet, Glitter disguised himself.

Thanks to the fact that the Dark Wizards like to cover themselves up with their robes, Glitter is able to blend in without any pressure.

Before falling, Glitter counted the ships here, at least a thousand.

Farther afield, there is a continuous fleet of ships, frantically heading here.

Thanks to the ocean currents, the waves have been beaten out of a natural harbor here, and these large ships from afar are lined up here.

However, not everyone comes here to pan for gold.

Gold panning is always risky, not to mention the life-and-death crisis caused by the rebellion of the indigenous people in the tribe.

Just among these gold diggers, there are also open and secret fights, and even more, there are people who have gathered a group of people who are ruthless among the bandits.

A team was formed to intercept and kill other gold diggers.

When it comes to calculating one's own people, human beings are always at the top of this world.

Except for humans, you won't find a second race in the world that can play so many intrigues with its own kind.

Back to the gold rush.

From across the ocean, in Europe, countless ships set sail and sink every day......

However, in the face of a huge base, there is still an endless stream of ships arriving at the port every day.

As a result, tens of thousands of people gathered here.

Gold panning is for enjoyment, but the Americas of this era are still in tribal civilization, and they are almost completely isolated from the mainstream civilization.

These people just want to enjoy and can't find a place.

As a result, there is a group of people who are not here to pan for gold, but specifically to do business.

Restaurants, hotels, casinos, and the leather and meat business all flocked to the city.

Over time, leaning on the port, a small town was formed.

Gold is the hard currency used here for trading.

For example, a decent lunch requires a dozen lan, which is one-sixteenth of an ounce.

A cosy hostel with hot water supply would require Petalan, or half an ounce, to stay overnight.

If you have been holding your body for a long time and want to find a charming red light girl, you need to use ounces as a unit to be able to get in touch.

In addition, these boats dock every day, and they also need to pay the organizers of the town.

Compared to the income in the Americas, it is not expensive, two dozen lans a day, an eighth of an ounce, about five grams of gold, and your boat will be properly taken care of.

However, not everyone will be able to gain something.

If you don't have enough strength, you may not be able to get the gold you dream of from the tribe at all.

But even if the strength is enough, when conquering the tribe, he may lose his troops and lose his generals, pay a generous pension to his sailors, and end up bankrupt.

Once this happens, their ship will be detained by the owner of this port.

Wait for the owner to redeem it when he has the money, or after the auction, he will pay off the debt.

So over the years, there have been a lot of idlers who have nothing to do.

Bankrupt and failed to pan for gold, instead of returning to his hometown to be ridiculed.

It's better to stay here, maybe when you can rely on the opportunity to get a lot of gold, and turn over and be the master.

Muggles are like that, and wizards are the same.

Not everyone can get a powerful wizard with them.

I can't say that some guys who are not skilled in learning and art rely on fooling the small boat owner and follow them here to pan for gold.

Something like gold, whether in the Muggle world or the wizarding world, is hard currency.

Those powerful wizards, even if their employers fail, will be able to switch to other ship owners.

The poor and weak fellows of the wizards, after their employers went bankrupt, lived on the streets, and their status was not comparable to that of the sailors who came from the same ship.

The magic power is limited, and even if you want to rely on the levitation charm to find a way to find a meal, you can't hold on for long.

Over time, a group of incapable dark wizards have also gathered here.

Their treatment, in this town, can be said to be the most miserable.

Wizards have always been on the high side, and wizards enjoyed the most privileged treatment of the entire ship until their employers went bankrupt.

But once the owner of the ship goes bankrupt, the wizard who only got on board by flickering will be 'rewarded' by the sailors who have been treated differently.

Gretel was in the middle of such a group.

There is no need to be afraid of exposure, there is still intrigue between Muggles and Muggles.

Everyone is a dark wizard, and there is no trust between each other.

Not to mention that Gretel was hiding his face and blending in, even if he ripped off his hood, no one here would recognize him.

After all, none of them had seen each other's appearances with each other.

There are no longer a few shipowners who go bankrupt every day, so in this dark wizard gathering place on the edge of the town, new people will arrive every day.

Some of them are shipowners who are bankrupt and unable to afford to hire.

In some cases, the owner of the ship made a fortune, but was killed by the sailors who came with him.

Others were exposed and swept away by the owner.

All of them have all sorts of weird reasons.

That is, they are not good at learning, otherwise they will go to any tavern to show their hands by relying on a superb spell, and they will soon be recruited by the gold owner.

Glitter wasn't going to stay here for long, he just wanted to make himself look less glamorous.

Besides, even if these people are not very useful, at least, they are still wizards.

Some Muggle sailors couldn't do things easily.

So, as long as you stay here, you can easily reach out to the intelligence traffickers here.

While collecting the needs of the shipowners, they also used their own intelligence network throughout the town to solve the problems of the shipowners.

At the same time, they can also eat two commissions, one is the owner's thank you fee. Rather, it's a commission taken from the wizard.

To be honest, Glitter never imagined that the first time he saw wizards living in harmony with Muggles would happen in the seventeenth century.

The scene was very similar to what he had originally envisioned, wizards were not another race, but a profession among the human race.

It's just that this profession is more special, and in addition, there is no distinction between the two types of people.

Of course, if this harmony is not based on illegal plunder, then it is exactly what Glitter imagined.

Since entering this camp, Gretel has felt that everything here is challenging his three limits.

Looking down from above, you can see that all the inhabited places near the camp have been destroyed.

Everything in it, what can be plundered is completely taken away, and what cannot be taken away is burned clean.

As for the aborigines of the tribe?

Just look at the people in this town who do the lowest jobs.

Deal with domestic garbage, sewage, but also to beat and scold.

If anyone accidentally bumps into a noble sailor, it will be a punch and kick at every turn.

Actually, this kind of beating is not bad.

Gretel watched a man with his own eyes, and was beaten to death for glancing at the management with angry eyes.

After receiving a small bag of golden sand as compensation, his owner's face suddenly smiled.

Busy pulling the little boss who had just killed someone, and inviting him to vent his anger with the slaves he had beaten.

Later, he used it even more, dragging the corpse to the town's contribution summary, and used the already mutilated body in exchange for an extra sum in his score book.

In this camp, the aborigines, who were originally the masters of this land, cannot be regarded as a group of people at all.

In the eyes of this group of robbers, dregs, and butchers, they are objects.

If you take advantage of it, use it for a few more days, and if you don't take advantage of it, you can exchange points for points if you kill it.

It's no wonder why the first explorers to come to this continent sent the news back here.

With their means, no matter how weak their temperament is, they have to fight back.

They need helpers, a steady stream of helpers, even if they take away the profits that might otherwise belong to them.

But there is no way, if there is no backup, they will be eaten alive by the aborigines.

When a person doesn't even have a way to live, they are not afraid of anything.

There is only one life left and right, if you resist, you will be killed, and if you don't resist, you will be killed faster, who can endure it.

Actually, this is not bad, after all, they are also Muggles, and they can only destroy the flesh.

The worst of them undoubtedly fell into the hands of the dark wizards who followed the Americas, who recklessly tested the spell on the aborigines.

A considerable number of wizards here have been collectively ostracized by the wizarding society because they have studied these inhumane and inhumane spells.

In Great Britain, in Europe, in other continents of the world bordering major civilizations, they couldn't do that.

The Muggle government does not care whether the lives of the people at the bottom are alive or not, and will not allow them to harm their own citizens so recklessly.

But in the Americas, the tribes scattered all over the world gave them full freedom.

Even if they used an entire tribe of natives as magic materials, no one would stand up and accuse them.

The larger tribes have no more than a thousand people, and if they want to do something and kidnap some people, no one can stop them.

Besides, they don't have to take any risks.

Often, after finding nothing, the gold diggers would tie up the men, women and children of the tribe and bring them back to the gathering place.

That's what the thief says.

Some golden sands can be exchanged for countless research objects, and the dark wizards feel that this place is simply paradise.

In the final analysis, they are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.

The people in a civilized society, they don't dare to move at all.

Even if they are captives, they are only a handful.

It's like in the Americas, after they studied the corpses, all these years combined, everyone can pile up a few mass graves.

Stitching up flesh, pulling out skeletons, playing with souls, all the things that the wizarding world's mainstream wizards scoffed at, they did it all.

However, the Dark Wizards, who were obsessed with the study of the Dark Arts, did not notice that what they thought were Muggle 'companions' had become slightly alienated from them after seeing their perversion.

It is also understandable that no one wants to be played with by others after death.

Some people's evil is probably buried deep in their bones, deep-rooted and cannot be removed.

Most of the people here will be the ancestors of those who would establish nations in the Americas.

It's no wonder that Area 51, one of the country's most secret research institutes, is able to conduct human experiments with such a limit.

I don't care if it's my own compatriots or the innocents who have been taken captive from outside.

Because they have long since broken down from the roots.

Compassion, Gretel has.

However, this is not something that can be solved by him with a little compassion.

If there is a 20 percent profit, capital will be ready to move.

If there is a fifty percent profit, capital will take risks.

If there is a 100 percent profit, capital dares to risk hanging its head.

If there is a profit of 300 percent, capital will dare to trample on all the laws of the world.

For this group of robbers, counting manpower, the necessary weapons and equipment......

All of this adds up to a drop in the bucket.

If you buy and sell without capital, the profit is not more than 300%.

In the face of that dazzling gold, they can no longer be considered human beings at all.

A butcher, a grim reaper, a human incarnation of demons.

In this moment of lust, all the things that Gretel could do were in vain.

Even if he didn't come through time, he lived in this world himself.

There is no need to think about the future generations, and the results he can achieve are limited.

When the slaughter began, there was no chance that things would die down.

Unless one side is killed and destroyed, it is completely destroyed.

Otherwise, slaughter and slaughter, rebellion and being resisted, will forever haunt this land and become the main theme here.

In other words, even if the aborigines choose to be taken together, these robbers will not stop.

They're going to take every bit of gold from this place and take it all over.

What can Glitter do?

Even if he strikes and slaughters all the evildoers here, the fleets that stretch on the vast sea will re-establish new camps within a few months.

From the day the fame of the land of gold began to flutter over Europe, the Americas could never return to the harmony they once had.

There is only one person who can mix between wizards and Muggles.

Squib.

Wizards and Muggles alike would see them as their own, at least in this camp.

In the eyes of those troubled Muggles, who can't cast spells, they are their own kind.

Like wizards, Squibs are nothing more than wizards who can't cast spells.

Gretel is squatting, this is such a person, and he is the only one who has the information of the wizards in this camp.

This is something that Gretel has already inquired about.

Glitter intends to start with him and find the traces of Fred King, now the Brass Ring.

(End of chapter)