"Sixth-Order Mage?" Lord Bradley's face was a little exciting, "How old is he, Ramirez, are you sure you're not joking with me?" "Thinking of the young man's age, it is estimated that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, such an age. Sixth-Order Magician? He felt that Lieutenant General Ramirez was under too much pressure and was hallucinating.

"This was seen by the high priests of the two temples and the crew of a ship, do you think they would be wrong in the eyes of the two high priests of the temple? I asked the guard at the door, and he said that the young man was a guest of honor at the two temples. You tell me? Lieutenant General Ramirez's words sent Lord Bradley deep in thought.

"Do you want this magician to help you deal with those pirates?" Lord Bradley looked at him.

"It's a good thing if it can be, but it's not good. It's up to you to convince him to help you take over Port Ibrahim. Since the other party wants to inflict heavy damage on our blood navy, it will definitely not have such a small plot, maybe Port Ibrahim is also one of their targets! Lieutenant General Ramirez shifted the long pole towards Port Ibrahim.

"Yes." Lord Bradley nodded in agreement. "When I go back, I will immediately gather the defense forces in the city and let them be vigilant so that there will be no problems in Port Ibrahim." Lord Bradley thought of this, "No. I'm going back to Port Ibrahim early! If those thieves make a move while I'm leaving, it's really all over! ”

"Okay. If there is any new information, I will contact you by letter. Lieutenant General Ramirez placed his remaining right hand on the shoulder of Lord Bradley, and it was all silent.

……

Under the cemetery outside Port Ibrahim, a group of dark shadows were surrounding a figure in black robes, and they knelt respectfully on the ground, "Lord Kaloz, we have agreed with the pirate leader, he is willing to give a thousand more living slaves. The black shadow that appeared in the room before was not at all rampant at the moment, like a well-behaved puppy, and said in flattering words.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of incidental anyway. This kind of tomb that exists near the battlefield is indeed a good place to produce mutated undead relics, and when the slaves come, they will carve the ritual of 'tomb bondage'. Then you will be able to get out of this useless body! "Kaloz's black robe is windless, and there is a terrifying laugh coming from under the hood, through which you can see not a human face, but a skeletal face, and a pair of red eyes scanning the crowd.

Hearing this guy's words, the dark red eyes of the others became even more vivid, which was enough to prove how excited they were at the moment!

"Our lord Visharon,"

"You control life and death with your infinite wisdom,"

"Life and death are two sides of the same coin!"

"And your great power exists in the double zone between life and death!"

……

These people sang the praises of Vishalen. Of course, the blowing component is very high, and this guy Visharon dares to boast about himself like this, and he also has a very interesting nickname, boaster! It's enough to prove the cheekiness of this guy, oh no. It's how thick the bones are!

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Port Ibrahim

In a richly decorated hall, a group of people gathered together, and if a nobleman from Port Ibrahim stood here, he would find that all of them were nobles with heads and faces in Port Ibrahim.

"What about Bradley's guy? Still no movement? At the top of the list, a gray-haired old man spoke aloud, accompanied by a cough from time to time, but no one dared to underestimate this old man, he was the Marquis of Senior, who had the most chamber of commerce and arms in Port Ibrahim.

"The informant in the City Lord's Mansion said that Bradley had already left the city for the naval base outside the city in the morning, and it seems that we have been putting a lot of pressure on him lately." A young man replied, standing up.

"Bradley's guy looks stupid on the surface, but he's actually a ghost, don't be fooled by his appearance. Is it really that simple for this guy to be able to sit in the position of the city lord? The Marquis of Seniore said noncommittally.

"I heard that a strong magician appeared on the shopping street a few days ago, have you found out the origin of this magician?" Marquis Seniors did not wait for a response from these men, and continued to speak.

"It seems to be an outsider, but because all our eyes have been on Bradley lately, we really don't have time to visit his origins." A middle-aged man on the left hand side stood up with his back straightened and responded in a low voice.

"So your stupidity! Any external force can affect the whole situation, especially if this person is still a magician! See, this is the information I have for you. As he spoke, he took out a stack of papers, and a middle-aged man in a tuxedo behind him handed them out to everyone without saying a word.

"Sixth Order?! How is this possible! Everyone was amazed by the information in front of them.

"That's why I said you were stupid!" Marquis Seniore snorted, so that everyone did not dare to squeak.

"And our operation?" Everyone seemed a little hesitant, after all, the amount of information in this news was really a bit large.

"Go ahead and send someone to contact this magician. Probe him and do everything you need to satisfy him, and as long as Bradley falls and our faction takes charge of Port Ibrahim, any price can be paid. I've been planning for so many years, and I can't afford to change anything! Do you understand? "The voice of the Marquis of Seniore is resolute and insane!

"Understood!" Everyone looked solemn and did not dare to raise any criticism.

"Why don't you hurry up and do something? What are you doing here, waiting for me to invite you to afternoon tea? This sentence of the Marquis of Seniore made everyone feel like they had been pardoned, and they all got up and saluted him, and quickly left the place through the secret passage on the side.

"Master, do you need to be in such a hurry?" The middle-aged man in the tuxedo from earlier smoothed the back of the Marquis de Shun Signier and asked.

"Time is not waiting for me, Egbert! I need the Seniors to continue to be successful after I die. As you know, my eldest son left here because of political differences, and the second son has more than enough to keep the family business, so he is lacking to lead the family further. Therefore, only if I widen this road can he have a foundation for development! The Marquis of Senior, as if he had been talking too much at once, coughed.

……

There was a light rain outside the window, and in this kind of city near the sea, the weather was as unpredictable as the temper of a little girl, so everyone would prepare an umbrella when they traveled. Raphael visited the Temple of the God of Battle and the Temple of the Goddess of Strategy in the past three days, and both parties gave a very grand welcome to their arrival, but because he wanted to be a fisherman, Raphael thanked the two temples for their kindness, saying that he didn't want to favor one over the other, so that the impression of Raphael in the two temples improved a lot!

"Are you coming?" Gently putting down the book, a sensitive figure outside the ship moved flexibly in the dark shadows, and boarded Raphael's ship as if it were in a no-man's land.

"Humph!" Raphael snorted coldly, the magic circle on the ship was triggered, and a magic force hit this uninvited guest, this attack came very vaguely and quickly, the comer was not prepared at all, and was hit at once. I wanted to get up, but I found that my whole body didn't obey the call and was paralyzed!

This guy immediately judged the state of his body! Sure enough, high-level magicians are not easy to mess with!

When the crew patrolling on the deck heard the movement, they immediately gathered around, and with a bang, they drew their long swords from their scabbards and pointed them at his vital position. Seafarers are always on the lookout for pirates, so they are even better at combat than untrained land armies!

"Who are you!" Fan Luntien, who was patrolling the ship, hurried over, and the crew made way for him, and the long knife in his hand was against the neck of this guy, as long as this guy moved, Fan Luntien didn't mind that this beautiful ship was stained with blood!

"I'm here to see Mr. Raphael!" This 'guest' said a little inarticulately, Raphael injected a lot of thunder and lightning elements into it!

"Asking to see my lord? That's how you asked to see my family?! Hearing this, Fan Luntieen said unhappily on his face, being quietly touched on the boat, it was really a dereliction of duty for him as a captain!

"I'm ......" Van Luntien's question made this guy a little speechless, indeed, his behavior like this is indeed not a visit, more like stealing chickens and dogs.

"Van Luntieen, my lord asked you to escort him in, so as not to attract too many people's attention." Avani stepped forward and patted Van Lentien on the shoulder, since following Raphael, Avani's personal habits have changed a lot, no longer drunk, shaved off his beard, the whole person looks very fresh and capable!

"You're cheap!" Fan Luntieen snorted, although he was a little reluctant to let this guy go, but there was no more movement in his hand. "Tie him up and bring him to the adults!" Commanding the seafarer beside him, someone had already taken the rope and shackles. His hands were tied firmly, and the shackles on his feet made it impossible for him to escape quickly, after all, this guy could touch it quietly, and he was really sorry for him if he didn't have some real guns!

Avani escorted the man away with two seamen, "Damn my eyes wide, giving you such a rich Kinsol, is that what you reciprocate?" Are you willing to have someone casually come into your home, rob your money, and sleep with your mother-in-law? Van Lentien summoned all the crew members for a lecture, which was the captain's right. Raphael didn't mind either.

"I don't want to!" Fan Luntien's vivid description made all the crew members hold their breath and respond loudly, causing the clerk of the port to look at it and think that something big had happened. After discovering a false alarm, I wanted to reprimand these guys, but after seeing that it was that special ship, I held these words in my stomach and left in a hurry.

……

"Hello, Mr. Thief." In the tactics room, Raphael received the guest. It's just that his rude behavior makes Raphael can't help but make a sound, but this guy keeps his head down and doesn't dare to make a sound. There was no one else in the tactics room except for Lori and Little Fox, and Awani came in with this person and left with two crew members directly. Apparently clear, there are some things that he can't hear now.

"Who told you to come to me? Lord Bradley? Or the Marquis of Senior? "Naturally, Raphael couldn't have done nothing in the past three days, and some information about Port Ibrahim could easily be learned from the mouth of the High Priest of Alfred, and they were also happy to analyze these things with themselves. This is very much in line with the style of believers in the goddess of strategy, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and being invincible in a hundred battles.

Therefore, he is also very aware of the distribution of forces in the city, and the city lord of Bradley is very close to the blood navy, which can be regarded as the kind of nobleman who is closer to the royal family. The Marquis of Seniore is a noble family that has been rooted here since the establishment of Port Ibrahim, but he is usually inconspicuous, a very peaceful nobleman, and also helps the Lord of Bradley from time to time. The rest are small and medium-sized forces condensed by some group aristocrats and chambers of commerce.

At that time, when he heard the high priest of Alfred say this, Raphael was very interested in this guy, and those guys in history who held power and lived peacefully on weekdays, which one was not ready to move in his heart and wanted to be on top? The ability to transform the bloodline can be said to be appropriate at this time, and it is also intelligent, thoughtful, and communication. Make them great scouts! A little dispatch of the Bloodlines out to reconnoiter reveals the restlessness of the Marquis of Senior, the movement of his men's armaments, and the frequent transportation of goods in warehouses, all of which tell the undercurrents surging beneath the surface of the sea.

But it's better for Raphael, he doesn't care who he works with, as for the so-called good people? Villain? That's fine, as long as the other party can pay enough price!

The 'guest' obviously didn't expect Raphael, an outsider, to have so much information, and raised his head in some surprise and looked at the magician, who was as young as the information said. After meeting his gaze, he immediately lowered his head again, it was a pair of eyes full of wisdom! He felt that if he looked at it for a few more seconds, the secrets in his mind would be seen through by his eyes!

"I ...... I was sent by the Marquis of Senior. "The slurred speech situation has not improved, especially when I actually see the main master, the situation seems to have worsened a little!