Byron reawakens in the Doge's House in Port Royal Jamestown.

After more than half a year of meticulous renovation by the Newman family, the Governor's Palace occupies a vast area and is luxuriously decorated, much more magnificent than the Earl's Court that has just been repaired to Catherine in the International Harbor.

It's a pity that it's only been a few days since the decoration was completed, and the family hasn't had time to enjoy it, so they cheapened Byron, who was in charge of the cool in the back.

After washing the family's blood, they only changed some daily necessities and bedding slightly, and moved in with their own guards.

The same is true for the other properties of the Newman family.

When [Fairy] Rigrell is successfully promoted, "Tyrill Newman" can naturally disappear in place.

Sell all the properties to the Pioneer Colony Trading Company at a broken price.

"Hoo ——!"

Byron sat up from the bed in a white silk pajamas, pinched the corners of his forehead, and exhaled deeply.

He took off the mask of Byron Tudor, a great loyalist of the House of York, and reverted to the role of Byron Lancaster, the great thief.

I think back to everything I saw and heard in Ganquan Palace today.

The kind of grass, wood, brick and tile is extremely familiar, and when he sees things and thinks about people, he has a bad experience of things and people, which makes him feel a burst of depression in his chest.

If you had to ask who could compare his feelings?

It could only be the real Tilyl resurrected, returning to the Doge's Mansion to see her home occupied by the dove.

"Alas, cousin"

Woooooooo

The irrepressible emotional ups and downs of a [Storm Admiral] naturally caused spiritual fluctuations, causing the night breeze inside and outside the room to begin to whimper.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

A tall girl wearing a white nightdress of the same style as Byron walked in with a scent of incense.

Between the footsteps, the perfect figure with the branches hanging on the fruit rose and fell, and even Byron, who was in a bad mood, subconsciously tilted his head and smiled at her reluctantly:

"Sister, I'm fine."

With a wave of his hand, the whimpering wind in the vicinity immediately dissipated.

It was Catherine, who had rarely left the International Port and stayed in the Doge's palace tonight.

Her room was next door, and when she heard the commotion, she hurried over to check it out.

There is a gap of about 300 kilometres between Port Royal and International Harbour.

In the past, although there were fiddler crabs, no one was willing to use the strategic-level ability that could project an entire fleet of thousands of kilometers at a time.

Basically, the number of times the "Deep Sea Jump" is used every day for the transportation of bulk cargo.

In Catherine's words, not making money is losing money.

She even personally launched the [Supreme Swordsmanship], using the knowledge of operations research and queuing theory to make an application model, striving to maximize the value of squeezing the "working crab".

Not to mention wasting resources for the sake of visiting the door.

With Violet and Jacqueline each gaining their respective miniaturized teleportation capabilities, the situation is much better.

Especially now that there is a little snail who can perform [Vortex Teleportation] many times, this kind of short-distance passenger transportation from the international port to Port Royal is no different from going to the neighbor's house.

As long as you are interested, you can carry small mass goods and people, and launch more than a dozen short-distance teleportations in a day.

Byron considered that Catherine had hardly left Grand Tayman since she settled there.

In the week after the bloody plague was resolved, I took her around the Taiman Islands several times to get a good taste of the overseas scenery.

Anyway, even if there is a problem in the base camp, it only takes a few breaths to return to support, and instantly restore the dominance of a fourth-order hero-level [Mithril Knight].

Catherine walked over to the bed, and naturally kicked off the teak slippers on her feet, and knelt down behind Byron on her side legs, pressing a pair of white bare feet under her hips.

Holding Byron's shoulders and letting him rest on his round, full thighs.

didn't ask him what unhappy things happened to him when he returned to Ganquan Palace this time, but silently inserted his slender ten fingers into his hairline and massaged the acupuncture points on his head.

The strength is moderate and the technique is sophisticated.

The corners of his rosy lips pursed a gentle smile, and he gently hummed a lullaby:

"You dream of the warm sunshine, and the stones become soft, in front of our house, how wide the road is"

Byron's body and soul felt more relaxed, as if he were drifting up to the clouds.

There are no waves in my heart, and there is no charm at all, but the warmth of a safe haven alone is already priceless.

I looked up to see my sister's face, but something blocked me and I couldn't do it.

Some people say that if you don't see your toes, you are already the best in the world, but in fact, it is the same if you can't see your face when you look up.

The depths of the azure eyes were a little far away, and he said softly:

"Sister, you know what?

When I first went to sit on the [Coronation Throne], although my cousin had a lot of fun by himself, it was actually my idea at first.

Even if my cousin was beaten by my uncle and cried for my mother, he didn't confess to me, and insisted that he forced me to play by himself.

Looking back like this, my cousin is the most righteous person, and he has helped me carry dozens of black pots at least since I was a child, and he has never confessed to me.

Cousins are better than brothers.

Although in the end, I never saved any of my fights.

In retrospect, it seems that such a beautiful scene was still yesterday, but suddenly everything was different. ”

Catherine listened quietly to Byron's story, and interjected coldly, her voice as gentle as ever, leaving him defenseless:

"So, that time you two stole my and the maid's skirts to swagger through the market, and it was actually your idea?"

When the girl said this, the heavy atmosphere of remembering the old man disappeared in an instant.

"That's natural, too"

Byron's back was cold, and he hurriedly denied it:

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

That time, we didn't deliberately wear skirts at all, we just learned to dress up in disguise in the book and sneak out of Ganquan Palace to play outside.

Break off! Right! No! Be! For! Finish! Wear! Woman! Feign!

And this is really Edward's idea, there is a debtor and a master, I am wronged, my lord!

No, we've all destroyed our bodies and we weren't caught, how do you know? ”

Catherine's eyes became dangerous:

"Of course, your late brother told me personally.

Today, Edward encounters a treasure ship sunken by the Treasure Fleet from the shipwreck graveyard, and finds two strange bird dresses that the colony paid tribute to the queen in the past.

Suddenly, my conscience found out, saying that he wanted to pay me a gift for my twentieth birthday this month, instead of paying me.

Edward repeatedly emphasized that his initial advice was for both of them to wear maid dresses, whether you had to say that linen was bad for the skin, or that silk skirts were slippery. ”

Byron was indignant:

"Edward slandered me, he slandered me.

No, I'm going to duel with him and lift the coffin board of this scourge! ”

Having said that, how can there be a trace of deep brotherhood on his face?

Indeed, if the deceased is really dead, then it will naturally be a final conclusion from now on, and all the good things will be frozen.

But if not.

That, of course, is a scourge!

And it's also a great scourge that records all the black history of my time!

Catherine didn't listen to him at all, and sneered:

"Qubble, suffer death!"

As soon as the slender and powerful waist like a steel sheet exerted, he flipped Byron on the bed and slapped it on the bed with a bang.

A butt rode onto his lower back, and two slender arms strangled his neck from behind like iron hoops.

While Byron waved his hand to resist, he grabbed his arm again, turned him over again, and connected a armbar.

Two people lie on their backs on the bed in a cross shape.

Catherine's round, muscular legs clamped one of Byron's right arms, one long leg crossed above his neck to lock his head, and the other leg crossed his chest to lock his upper body.

Arbud is a joint technique.

Even weaker women, once used successfully, can easily subdue opponents who are much larger and stronger than themselves.

Catherine in 172 suppressed Byron in 190 more than enough.

"Oops, it's broken, it's broken, it's broken, my arm is going to break!"

The siblings did not use any supernatural abilities when they were fighting, and the unsuspecting Byron was attacked by Catherine.

I had to quickly pat the bed with my other hand and admit defeat.

It also happened that at this time, a little chariot-shaped golden light suddenly lit up in front of Byron.

It represented a communication request from the chariots of the sixteen [Right Hand of Kings].

Seeing this, Catherine had no choice but to let him go, and the [Silver Moon Bracelet] on her wrist flashed with silver light, instantly enveloping her entire body.

As the communication was connected, a shriveled laugh mixed with cold and dead air came from the opposite side:

"Byey, Catherine? Are you sleeping with Byron again tonight?

But why do you have to wear full-body armor when you sleep, don't you panic?

Is it because little Byron is now grown up and afraid that he will attack you at night? Boom"

As this voice sounded, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, as if it had suddenly come from the scorching summer to the bitterly cold late autumn.

The whale oil lamp in the room slowly turned a terrible green.

The simple reason is that this room is just haunted!

A circle of light opened in front of the two of them, and an eerie figure was reflected in it.

He was dressed in a robe that symbolized the second-order [lawyer], his face was pale, and a pair of azure eyes that were identical to Byron's glistened with ghostly fire.

He also carried a whale oil lantern with a ghost fire in his hand.

Between the flickering of the lights, a passage to the world of the dead opened behind him, and he could clearly see the scene of another world.

The figure that appeared on the other side of the Law Network was none other than the protagonist of their topic.

Byron's deceased, but not as thoroughly as his cousin, Edward Lancaster.

A communication is being sent from the shipwreck cemetery in the dream city of Luoyang.

When the two sides established contact in the First World War in International Port, it was no longer difficult to exchange news.

Byron used the holy relics in his hands to build a transit network for information flow, logistics, and capital flow long ago.

The First Class Relic Faust Contract is marked by the desires of the human heart, and there is no place where it cannot be touched.

The legal network of the Golden Law does not have any dead ends in the human world or the underworld, unlike the Silver Law, where the authority is artificially divided and fragmented.

The soul of the Azks is also located at the edge of the world.

Sacred relics with similar abilities can resonate with each other and complement each other.

The combination of the abilities of these two holy relics made it possible for them to communicate with each other.

In addition, the Silver Law did not recognize Edward and the dead, and they could not normally hold the position of the King's Right Hand.

But the Golden Law governs the heavens, the earth, and the people, and the gods (natural spirits), the dead (ancestral spirits, the undead), and the living are all under its jurisdiction.

Giving his cousin Edward a chariot is a no-brainer.

The duel in Byron's mouth is just angry words, and unless he dies with him, it is impossible to do anything with this guy.

But seeing that it was this guy who didn't have a door, he still didn't have a good breath in his mouth:

"What's the matter? Didn't I secretly give you a hundred kilograms of premium spices yesterday as private money?

The lord has no food left. ”

This is not a pretext.

It only took twenty kilograms to bribe the cardinal, and one hundred kilograms were given to him as private money, which shows the brotherhood.

It's just that the spice forest in the Blue Mountain Mountains of the Newman family has just taken over, and even if there are predecessors who planted trees and used the No. 3 skeleton [Corn God] to spawn, if you want to harvest it, you have to wait at least a month.

Seeing Byron, who was disheveled on the bed, Edward showed a meaningful and teasing smile:

"Sorry, sorry, sorry to disturb your good business.

I'll be sure to pick a good time next time.

Mainly because there is good news that must be shared with you right away.

You can't imagine what a great feat I was doing recently when I was researching the Edge of the World Pass.

I call it: the Fully Automatic Undead Treasure Reaper! ”

Before he could elaborate, the passage reflected the edge of the world on the other side.

It was a camp that was beginning to take shape, and a group of ragged undead were digging the ground desperately with a cross pickaxe in hand.

Edward turned his head to look at one of the slightly weak skeletons, and immediately frowned, and reprimanded sharply:

"I've been watching that undead over there for a long time, and I'm deeply disappointed in your initiative, how did you manage to do so much for most of the day?

There is no shortage of undead on the edge of the world.

If you don't do it, some of them will be done by the undead.

If you don't cherish this opportunity, I'll kick you out of camp. ”

As soon as he heard this, the ghost fire in the skeleton's eye socket flickered twice at great speed, and the movements in his hand obviously accelerated a lot.

In three or two clicks, a gray-white translucent crystal about the size of a human head was dug out from the solid rock layer mixed with bone fossils in the ground.

Immediately threw it into the passage like a treasure and landed at Edward's feet.

Edward, like a flower child, threw a piece of medium-grade spice the size of a fingernail into the passage and fell into its hands.

And don't forget to the various undead PUA who are working on the other things:

"What is the value of your work? Is it for me that I do the work? No, it's for your own good future.

All I need to do is bring me broken stones and rotten roots that no one else wants, and I can get the precious spices that uplift my spirit.

How could someone else give you such a good thing? ”

"So, you have to think carefully about what you are doing and what differentiates you from the other undead.

Why are you here to work for me and not some other undead?

Ask yourself, are you worthy of the two minutes of spice you ordered? ”

"The undead are too fragile now, and they are depressed and slack off when the workload is a little bigger.

If you don't do it, you have to do it undead, and if you don't do it well, your ability will be immediately optimized.

Remember, I don't have idle undead here! ”

Catherine had already recognized it for the first time, and that crystal was actually an extremely precious transcendent material in the material world, which was used to make the [Bone Crystal] of various strange things in the cemetery sequence.

Immediately, he noticed that there were a lot of other bits and pieces piled up on the deck of the [Blue Dragon King] beside Edward.

Dust of the dead, bone crystals, demonic iron, coffin wood

Each one of them is a good material for making strange things, and the [craftsmen] of those tower sequences are willing to spend a lot of money for it.

There are also herbs such as finger grass, devil cigars, ink ghost umbrellas, and blood-dripping bacteria.

These herbs are the favorites of the witch doctors in the Bantaan Islands, and if you take them to the indigenous city-states to sell them, they will be snapped up on the spot.

And only gold and the finest spices will be paid.

Edward apparently used the "private money" given to him by Byron, as well as his excellent business acumen and ruthless capitalist spirit, to become a second-tier dealer who bought low and sold high.

Looking at these specialties of the world of the dead, and then looking at the various undead who have been oppressed to the limit, Catherine has a dry throat and feels that she is simply an angel.

"This"

Seeing the girl's stunned expression, Edward crossed his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Catherine, surprised? Worship me?

Let me tell you, your business theories are too complicated, and the real business that can make a lot of money lying down must be monopoly and exploitation.

See?

Not only minerals and herbs, but even the forbidden knowledge "Necronomicon", which can allow some people to break out of the ship's binding state and transform into mythical creatures [lichs], I have already assembled the first bloodline sublimation ritual. ”

Edward's palm lit up with ghostly fire, displaying [Soul Suck], [Undead Enlightenment], [Frost Weapon], and [Dog Demon Feast] one by one

Prove that he has successfully embarked on the path of the Lich that retains both his soul and his corpse!

After death, all the clansmen of Lancaster have collectively become shipbound spirits, and have become part of the Blue Dragon King.

Once they leave the ghost ship, there is a high probability that they will dissipate on the spot, or they will lose their human sanity like low-level undead and become another bloodthirsty ghost.

You must find the corresponding forbidden knowledge and transform your life state in order to finally get out of the cage one day.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to get the right taboo knowledge.

Thankfully, he got the lantern pass provided by Byron, and he was able to communicate with the edge of the world.

Necromantic forbidden knowledge is not much in the material world, but it is everywhere in the world of the dead.

It only took a week to bear fruit.

Edward looked at Byron again:

"'If a man wants to be rich, let many people help you to do it together.'" That's a very good thing you said.

I am also very interested in the two ideas you told me about the Ice Throne and the Great Underground Tomb that you told me two days ago.

O Byron, you are indeed my brother in life, and the one who understands me best.

And I, Edward, am going to be a Gold Medal Human Resources Master, no, I'm the Lich King's man. ”

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

At this end, Byron avoided Catherine's suspicious gaze and bounced up from the bed, applauding him enthusiastically.

At the same time, he also sent his voice into the camp of the dead:

"I'll add one more, as long as you don't die, you will do it to death, and even if you die, you have to get up and continue to do it.

Do a good job, you will be the next one to be promoted and raised!

Manager Edward's today is your tomorrow. ”

"Everyone rest assured, I will accompany you from morning to night.

Work and life are not separated, and there is no rest all year round, let us all work hard together to create a better future for the pioneer pilot colonial trading company.

Listen to the applause! ”

Bang bang bang

The undead put down their tools and applauded together.

Even Edward's already cold body couldn't help but boil his blood when he heard this, and the applause was extraordinarily loud.

Unaware of the fact that he himself seems to be one of the "manpower" of the Pioneer Pilot Colonial Trading Company.

Well, the badge is: "Human Resources Manager of the Edge of the World".

Only Catherine, who was a bystander, looked at Edward's innocent face and suddenly realized:

"Edward has been taking the blame for Byron since he was a child, and it doesn't seem to be because he is angry.

It's because this rectum really thinks in his heart that the bad things that the two brothers did together were all thought up by himself.

He didn't realize that some wilted mastermind was there for him all along.

Byron, Byron, you have been beaten since you were a child, and you really didn't suffer in vain! ”