"Captain, look, the lighthouse on Taymanbrak Island has appeared.

According to the coordinates on the nautical chart, there is only this island nearby, and there can be no mistake. ”

As the world's fastest three-masted ship, the Golden Deer took only about two days to complete a voyage that would take other merchant ships at least five days to complete.

Under the cover of the dark night, we arrived at our destination, located at the junction of the east and west borders of the Bantaan Islands.

Naturally, Byron had a nautical knowledge in his head that was ten years ahead of most ordinary adventurers.

He remembered many secret supply points, safe ocean shipping routes, private harbors, and deadly exclusion zones that were never to be approached.

At least if the luck is not particularly bad, it is not a problem at all to reach the colony of Hattings without any danger.

Byron handed the steering wheel to the Guardian Knight Bruch, turned on the Vision, and raised the brass binoculars to look at the island in the night.

Whale oil was widely used for lighthouses in the colonies.

A brazier is filled with whale oil, mixed with a small amount of spices, lit and reflected with a large mirror.

The small, lowest-ranking lighthouse on the edge of Taymanbrak Island did not cast much light in the physical world, only a few nautical miles away.

But in the spiritual vision, a brilliant pillar of light soared into the sky, sinking into the void, dragging a huge silver-white net over the entire island.

Keep a lot of inexplicable weird stuff out.

That was the Silver Law, which used the lighthouse as an anchor and a net, expanding from the Old World to this bloody, chaotic overseas land.

That's why no matter how small an overseas colony, it is important to build a lighthouse in the first place.

From afar, in other directions on this sea, which are invisible to the naked eye, pillars of light pierce the darkness, each pillar of light represents a lighthouse.

The human colony may not have churches, but there will certainly be lighthouses and taverns.

In particular, the Lighthouse Consortium, which is formed by a large number of lighthouse sequence transcendents, is an international organization that does not take sides.

Whichever force applied for it, as long as the owner of the land paid the fee, they would build a third-level lighthouse from the lowest to the highest everywhere the humans arrived.

The Lighthouse Federation has played a major role in the overseas development of mankind.

Byron turned off his vision, and on the surface he didn't notice anything unusual about the island.

I gave the pirate officers around me a good science about this organization:

"Ordinary people only pay attention to the sea powers with vast colonies, and the big pirates and pirate overseers who occupy the mountains.

As everyone knows.

The seemingly transcendent Lighthouse Federation is the one with the greatest potential energy among the many forces and groups!

Their influence is everywhere overseas, and even the church has to be polite to this force.

Since we are going to run our own territory, we will have to deal with them sooner or later, and it is not even necessary to reach in-depth cooperation.

Let's get to work today. ”

At this time, the boatswain [honest man] eight fingers seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and couldn't help but suggest:

"Captain, those powerful people will bully honest people like us, since you have obtained the Earl's authorization, this island is your land.

Moreover, it was only a small private autonomous colony, and it had little to do with the official Kingdom of Castile, except for paying taxes.

Why don't we just chop them up without doing anything! ”

The battle axe in his hand turned, and the shiny blade and his teeth reflected the cold light of the forest.

Eight Fingers, as Byron's number one dogleg, has followed him for so long, and he is no longer a little pirate who was originally bitten off two fingers by the [gourmet] and didn't dare to say anything.

Not only is it just the final ceremony to be promoted to the [Bay Folk Berserker], but the accumulation of knowledge in all aspects has also improved by leaps and bounds.

The situation in the overseas colonies is no longer a blind eye.

The colonization frenzy in the Bantaan Islands has only been around for a few decades.

In fact, in the beginning, most of the colonial countries' official and royal families had no money, no people, and a shortage of military resources.

But no one wants to sit idly by and watch that vast and rich land, full of opportunities, slip out of their hands.

So the monarchs of all countries, including the Lancastrian royal family, who were still in power at the time, adopted a brilliant idea.

They supported the development of private colonial companies, and at the same time issued charters to the commoners, merchants, adventurers, and nobles of all ranks in the country.

They were given the right to develop land, forests, minerals, churches, and to recommend clergy within their territory.

There are also jurisdictions, concessions, immunities, royal rights and tax exemptions for a certain number of years.

And, most crucially, the power to freely prescribe, make and enact laws!

The premise is that as long as it does not violate the king's [iron law of royal power].

To put it simply, the kingdom gave the pioneers all independent economic rights and political privileges, much more freedom than the traditional aristocracy of the Old World.

As long as they don't rebel openly and stop paying taxes, they will be the emperor of the soil in their own territory, and they can do whatever they want.

If you have the relevant knowledge, it is completely legal to train the lawyer yourself.

Therefore, so far, in addition to the official and royal colonial workhorses of various countries.

There were also a large number of "corporate colonies" established by pioneer companies and ocean-going trading companies on this sea;

the "owner colonies" established by the nobility of various places; and "autonomous colonies" founded by adventurers, big merchants, and even commoner transcendents.

In a word, as long as you have a pioneering order, you can build a lighthouse and stand firm.

In addition, it can be officially recognized by submitting the lord's decree or the national covenant of the territory to the colonial governor's palace and the maritime court of the country.

"Captain, the Tayman Islands, now part of your Earlate of Greenville, are the 'Owner Colony' of them.

The island of Taymanbrac, occupied by the Castilians, was a 'self-governing colony' of private pioneers.

You are a legitimate "lord" here.

It is not comparable to the Newman family, who are concerned about both the domestic and the reaction of the Kingdom of Choice, who are bound and only dare to do things secretly in secret.

Even the forcible repossession of the land by force is fully in accordance with domestic law. ”

"When you say that, it's true."

Byron touched his chin and had to admit that there was some truth in what Eight Fingers said.

As long as it can resist the possible military intervention of the Kingdom of Castile in the later period, it can indeed be simple and rude.

Of course, the other party may not be able to take care of such a small place at all, so it is the best.

The risk is manageable.

"There are indeed two kinds of perfect infiltration in this world, one is that no one discovers, and the other is that no one discovers."

But after thinking about it, I still vetoed this proposal for the time being.

Major-General Newman wanted a way to "produce high-quality spices artificially on a large scale", and why didn't he want it?

He will plunder, not destroy.

Even if you have to use radical measures in the end, you must find out the situation on the island in advance to be targeted.

If you accidentally destroy the treasure, you won't have any regret medicine to eat.

Besides, Byron had a secret weapon that penetrated deep into the enemy camp.

A good assassin with zero presence!

"Gus, let's go."

The ship's second mate, Phantom Blade Gus, jumped off the mast like a monkey pulling a cable.

It can be seen that he is already deliberately imitating the eagle now, preparing for the [Eagle Leap] that will not die no matter how high he jumps from in the future.

"Haha, Captain, I've been waiting for your words for a long time, and my idle bones are about to rust all this time.

The Lonely Island Illusion Murder Case, the name is very exciting when you hear it. ”

Byron arranged for Bruch, and they were ready to implement the second plan to launch support.

Immediately, he jumped out of the side of the boat with Gus, who had been eager to try it for a long time, and was caught by two sharks, and slipped onto the island without realizing it.

The first time they set foot on the island, they smelled the characteristic smell of spices.

Byron's logbook has dark blue ink smudged on it:

[The mystery of the abundance of Taiman Brack Island, historical influence 15, solution density 5%]

At the same time, inside the chapel, there was still a slight smell of blood and brains in the secret room.

The last of the second-order transcendents other than the old priest and the maiden dancer were on night duty here.

His beard was unkempt, his appearance was unsightly, and his dirty clothes had a lingering smell of earth.

This is a Famine Hunter who is not very common overseas.

From the fortress sequence, but with an independent professional motto, unpretentious, yet significant: "Eat enough!" Dress warmly! ”

Yes, this profession is often called another name in the Old World: farmer.

Although when they introduced themselves, they always insisted that they were the [Famine Hunters] who were unaware of it when they heard it.

At this time, the raunchy Mr. [Famine Hunter] was staring at the eye sockets of the crystal skeleton in obsession.

Many words and symbols circulate between the two pairs of eyes.

After a long time, he blinked his dry eyes and sighed deeply:

"Alas, the six people who had just been fed two days ago were about to be digested again, and it spit out less and less knowledge.

I was close to reading about some of the agronomic techniques used to infect wood with fungi to obtain high-quality spices.

This technique does not require punching holes in the tree, and there is no anomaly at all from the outside, and the degree of secrecy is greatly enhanced.

But this [Holy Relic] of the Taya Empire doesn't eat the nearby natives, otherwise we wouldn't have to take the risk of constantly feeding it with the people of the Old World. ”

He carried a long-handled scythe, and looked left and right around the crystal skull, and could not hide his regret:

"It's a shame that there is a deep gap between this treasure of an alien civilization and the collective subconscious of our Old World.

Even a few first-order historians and naturalists could not decipher the corresponding information from it.

In order to keep this secret, he had to kill all the people he found.

Now we cannot chant the deeds of the Relic, to bring out its true power, to use its full power.

It is only through the most primitive blood sacrifices learned from the natives that a little bit of its activity and 'abundance' power can be channeled through ritual witchcraft.

How is this different from a beggar who starves to death with a golden rice bowl? It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

This experience of returning to Baoshan is really crazy, and this sigh has become the daily routine of almost all local pioneers.

When he was sighing, he suddenly heard the crystal skeleton's jaw open and close, and spit out a sentence:

"In the southwest corner of the island, outsiders have invaded the land of plenty."

The [Famine Hunters]'s first reaction was not to give an immediate warning, but to be stunned:

"How is that possible? Why didn't the lighthouse call the police?! ”