87_87643 "What? No, absolutely not, Miss Morriel!" Frey shook his fat head like a rattle, and the fat on his face trembled: "I can bet in the name of the gods! If you give the ship to Simon, he will never, never, never come back! I'm sure I'll never see this liar again for the rest of my life!"

Morriel and Forty-Seven had left the red-robed mage's business stronghold early in the morning, just in time to stagger with Freys' carriage. After hearing that Frey was going to deal with Simon and the Hermit Crab, Morriel decided to follow along. Speaking of these sailors, it is indeed a problem, they have survived the adventures of the stormy ocean with Moriel and Forty-Seven, and if they are allowed to swagger around the Deep Stream, the unrestrained boasting of the sailors will inevitably cause Moriel some unnecessary trouble, although the female mage has no intention of acting in secret.

Speaking of which, Freys's seizure of the sailors in order to make as much profit as possible from Simon to make up for his previous losses really did her a favor.

"What if you confiscate the ship, Mr. Freys?" Morrill said, looking at the strange-looking Hermit Crab anchored by the docks, "This ship doesn't look like it's fit to carry cargo, or to be a passenger ship...... Why, then, would you not charter the ship to Captain Simon for the time being, and let him and the sailors go to sea on their own terms, so that not the debt that Simon owes you might recover more?"

"That being said, ......" Frey rubbed his fat hands angrily, "For this guy Simon." I can't believe it anymore! The safest way to deal with him is to sell him as a slave to the red......-robed mage!

"What are you talking about?" Forty-Seven was unhappy on the side: "Didn't you hear what Twenty-Six said just now? This ship is mine, and you don't even ask my opinion on what to do with it?"

"Hey, are you serious?" Chloe asked incredulously, "What do you want this for?"

"This is my ship. Forty-seven put the final conclusion on the matter in an unquestioning tone: "I now hand over the management of it to Freys, and the profits will be mine, and the losses will be his." You're okay with that, Fresie?...... Very good. As for you, mustache, I'll let you be the captain of this ship. I don't care how much dividends you should get per voyage trade. Leave it to Frey to pay the debt you owe him, if you are going to run away in my ship......"

Forty-seven looked at Simon and smiled.

"You can give it a try. Maybe I can't find you. ”

On the return carriage, Frey looked bitter. Simon slipped away almost impatiently, probably for fear of seeing more creditors. The sailors deliberated, and had no choice but to sail with their former captain, or God knows how many years it would be before he could be seen again if Simon was allowed to leave the ship with the ship. The sea elf Roll, who was not accustomed to the human urban environment, also left, but Twenty-Six remained, the slave sailor, who was Semon's personal property. Now it is natural to change hands. But Twenty-Six was quite happy, for who did he work for, and it was a joy for him to be able to return to his hometown.

"Don't be so frustrated, Mr. Merchant!" Seeing Frey's mouth curled and silent, Chloe could be considered to vent the sulking she had suffered last night, and she took Moriel's hand intentionally or unintentionally and said with a smile: "Isn't that good? With a powerful constructed warrior like Forty-Seven as your partner, I don't think you will have to worry about the caravan being harassed by robbers or orcs in the future!"

"Alas......" Frey sighed as he leaned back on the cushion, "I just can't see that bastard of Simon get away with it so lightly." Even if the halfling thieves of the whole city were combined, there was no such thing as this guy being hateful! I should really consider giving up my money, and instead send him to the stake ......."

Morrill quietly withdrew his hand. He straightened the hair around his ear: "Joke, Mr. Freys." You are a good merchant, not a brutal lord who takes pleasure in mistreating his people. Do business as long as it is profitable. It is time to put aside the emotional factors of personal irrationality...... By the way, speaking of business, I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

"No, no. After Morrill made a request, Frey resolutely refused all the way through: "This is not going to work. Miss Morrill. I'm sorry, but I can't help you...... Oh, I'm not prejudiced against your friend's business. In fact, many of the nobles and rich people I know take magic drugs to refresh their minds from time to time. But you have to know that if you refer your local friends to these people, you are acting as a middleman from a business point of view...... The paladins of the Knights of the Morning Light knew that they would not spare me in the future! my caravan would not be able to walk in the Northlands in the future, and all the good factions in Deep Stream City would avoid me from afar...... Heck, when you're home, do you want to come down and sit down, or do you want to go back to the red-robed mage's business base now?...... Okay, Mann, you drive and get Miss Morrill, Miss Morrill, Miss Chloe, I'm out of company, goodbye......"

"Although I don't like the brainless paladins either, they are like frying meat on the oven for too long, and their minds are mush......" Chloe shrugged, "but it is undeniable that as long as they are not really heinous, they are always in awe of paladins." Even if these guys are watching their backbones all day long and being cautious, it is better than being bullied and looted by lawless villains who break into their homes. ”

"yes. Moriel was a little apprehensive: "Justice, protection...... Who doesn't want someone to lend a helping hand to them in a difficult situation? Hey, are you going to a business base too?"

"Ah, I'll take a ride and go around first. Chloe stretched and lifted the curtain of the carriage window a little to enjoy the view of the street: "Find a few more drinks in the evening at an interesting tavern, I can't stand the fat man's nagging......"

Suddenly, Chloe reached out and knocked on the wall of the front of the carriage, and Mann outside immediately pulled over to the side. His driving skills were quite skillful, and he was smooth without even a hint of vibration.

"I'll get off here," Chloe opened the door and jumped in, "See you tomorrow!"

Morrill watched Chloe's back disappear into the crowd, and suddenly felt a little strange beyond words. This has little to do with the female swordsman, but her inexplicable intuition, as if a sound suddenly came out of something beyond the range of human hearing, and a faint fluctuation in the air swept through the carriage and was fleeting.

Delusion?, Morriel, rubbed his brow, for Forty-Seven had given her a damn deal. When she returned to her room after saying goodbye to Kani yesterday, she pondered for a while, but she almost found nothing, and even failed to prepare a spell at the end. How easy is it to reach the vast sea of magic origin through the magic web?

I seem to be in a bit of a hurry.

But when Morrill came to his senses, he found forty

I don't seem to know what I'm looking at - the window on the other side of Guò.

"What's wrong with you?" Morrill asked curiously.

Forty-seven retracted his gaze, and the red fire in his eyes flashed like an explosion.

"Nothing...... Probably a delusion. ”

After last night's confrontation, the atmosphere in the Red Robe Mage Society's business base became much more tense. The guards at the main gate have doubled, and the sentry tower is also fully manned, and adventurers who think they are strong enough or smart enough to still dare to come here to trade with the red-robed mages will be polite but unquestionably asked not to carry weapons. Of course, as compensation, the prices of magic items in the stronghold have been reduced slightly, and some zero-level magic scrolls are even sold at half of the original price, which is the cost price.

Morriel spent the whole day in the room, studying and analyzing the golems made by the red-robed mage. Speaking of which, the conditions of the red-robed mage are really not to mention, occupying an entire floor of the spell real room is fully equipped, and this is just a vacant residence in a commercial base for passing red-robed mages to work and rest.

The red-robed mage has worked heavily on the golem made according to Argus' construction techniques, and Morrill is currently working on the techniques of these alteration masteries. She gave up on the idea of activating the Golem for the time being. If she really wanted to do that, she would be forty-seven lying on the platform now—even if forty-seven could be so honest, Moriel would have to think that the red-robed mage would do his best.

At dinner, Jia Li reappeared. Carney doesn't show up, and apparently their relationship has become quite bad. And no wonder. Judging from the current appearance, Carney's drug deal has caused quite a lot of trouble for Jia Li, but to Moriel's surprise, Jia Li didn't even ask about the matter between Morrill and Kani, and didn't even say a word about it - as if he didn't know anything about it.

"Moriel, Moriel!" said Carney knocking on Moriel's door early the next morning.

"I've talked to the people at the church in Shirek. She sat in a chair, and because of her figure, only her head was exposed to the table, and it was not even convenient to get a glass of juice: "Tonight at the Cat's Paw Tavern in the docks." ”

She looked at Moriel, who was calmly eating breakfast in front of her. The little nose was wrinkled, and although she was a teenager older than Moriel, Confucianism came of age much later than humans, but now she looked almost exactly like a little girl.

"Oh?" Morrill put down his knife and fork, "The Syric disciple agreed, more smoothly than I thought." It seems that they have a great demand for magic drugs. ”

"That...... Moriel, what are you going to do? I don't think it's really going to be a big deal with them, is it?I've accepted your proposal to change the market, I don't think we need to have anything to do with the Church of Shirek in this matter anymore......" Kanie paused, and suddenly felt that the female red-robed mage in front of her might be a more difficult guy to deal with than Jali and the Shirek Cultists combined: "Maybe we should terminate this deal, I always have a bad premonition......"

"And my hunch is that this transaction is going to be very smooth, and you should trust me as a prophetic mage at this point. Morrill looked into Kani's eyes: "Besides, this deal has already been negotiated with the Church of Ciric, as a businessman, you can't be untrustworthy." ”

"yes. Kani replied: "Speaking of which, they don't know what's wrong, they were disturbed by the Holy Warriors the day before yesterday, but the Church of Sillik still insists on doing everything possible to carry out a large-scale transaction to ensure their needs, and there is news that the activities of the Church of Sherek in Deep Stream City have been very rampant recently, and many scattered street gangs and thieves' guilds have been accused by them, and it seems that there is something big ......."

Morrill knew what the big move was. In this way, it seems that the Dark Sun Church is also focusing on Waterdeep, and it needs to step up its own actions...... Even if you can't find Kairo before the Ciric cultists, at least you have to add some chaos to these guys, although you are not a lonely, but after all, you are single, Forty-Seven is right, the fewer Ciric cultists, the greater the hope of finding Kairo.

"No matter what you do...... In the end, what they did could only make people angry. Morrill crossed his chin with his hands: "But it's not too late to get rid of them completely when this deal is over." We are red-robed mages, and if we have money, we have to earn it. The key is where the transaction will be...... Can the Cat's Paw Tavern be trusted? If we are targeted by some of the Knights of the Morning Light, I'm afraid we'll be empty. ”

"That's fine. "The area around the Cat's Paw Tavern is arguably one of the most chaotic in the docklands, with its intricate underground sewers, and now almost all of them are under the control of the Shireks. The paladins and city guards will be besieged as soon as they show up there, and they have a great ability to do it by the time they reach the Cat's Paw Tavern. ”

"So be it. Morrill smiled slightly: "Wait until evening, let's go together." ”

Canny glanced at Forty-Seven next to her.

"Morriel...... You're not going to mess around, are you? It's the territory of the church of Shirek...... He's going too?"

Forty-seven grinned, revealing a mouth full of shark-like hideous teeth: "Of course, I'll go too." Otherwise, how can it be considered a big deal?"

Chloe walked left and right through the crowd, like a fish swimming in water, nimble enough not to even touch the corners of other people's clothes. She eventually turned into a secluded alley, where random garbage piled up on the corners, flanked by tall stone buildings, rough and sturdy, that looked like warehouses.

The female swordsman slowed down. Although there is no one here, it is very different from the hustle and bustle of the main street in the business district outside. But Chloe was sure that the figure she caught in the carriage was not dazzling.

She stopped abruptly and spun around.

A whirlpool formed in the void between the high walls on either side of the alley, revealing a silvery-black color like the night sky, distorting the surrounding landscape.

The woman in the shabby robe walked out of the whirlpool, except for her eyes as black as night, the most striking thing was her hair pointing straight up to the sky, I don't know whether it was under the effect of magic or under the breeze, the long black hair fluttered slightly in the air like a burning flame, but if you put aside her handsome and handsome face, it seems to be more like the effect of neglect to freshen up.

She was almost as tall as Chloe, with a silver dagger stuck diagonally in her belt tied twice because it was too long, and a few metal vials hanging casually, presumably healing potions or something.

The woman scratched her hair and strode over to Chloe, the heels of her high-waisted leather shoes making a crisp sound on the stone floor: "It's you." Ghosts?? yes, it's not fun if I accidentally give you a lightning bolt. ”

Chloe chuckled crisply, "I can't believe it." What is the wind that has blown you to Deepstreamer?, Storm Queen Hembo?".