That is impossible, the Holy Temple will never take sides, no matter what, the Great Priest would not act so hastily.
And it was at this mont that the bells on the White Lighthouse rang again, the sound of the bronze bell making the surrounding ground tremble, with sand and stones shaking, echoing tens of miles away, audible even in half the city. The bell announced the arrival of a ship, and Wood and Ican raised their heads to see a sailboat with three large sails docking at the port.
"It’s the ship returning from Lubick," Ican recognized it imdiately after seeing the flag on the ship.
"The storm is about to block the southern sea route this season; this should be the last ship returning from Lubick this month. It’s sowhat late, and those who sail the seas year-round are recklessly risking their lives," Wood glanced at the ship and couldn’t help but sigh.
"People are blinded by money; while wealth is important, life is nonetheless more precious," Ican also shook his head.
But this ti, the Chief Priest did not agree, instead using a famous quip from Heisen I, who was mocked as the ’King of the Road’ in Erune history, to sigh: "Without wealth, where does life co from?"
...
While the two Lords Priest lanted the state of the world on Lighthouse Mountain, the various big and small officials at the Ampezel Port Authority were not so leisurely inclined. To be precise, these small individuals, who were usually extrely busy, were now almost in chaos. Junon Opalis was from a not too large and not too small noble family in the city of Ampezel, and through his father’s connections, he had managed to secure the position of Deputy Director of the Port Authority. But it had not even been half a week since his appointnt when a piece of news nearly caused him to abandon his sharp-pointed helt and flee in panic.
"What did you say? Palin, you bastard. What did I tell you yesterday — if you get drunk again or joke with , I’ll definitely kick you out. I don’t care who your old man is!" The unlucky young man was almost yelling at the communication crystal stone in his hand, almost smashing the valuable item worth thousands of gold: "Do you think I’m an idiot?"
"No, I’m serious!" On the other end of the communication crystal was Junon’s friend, known among Erune as a good brother who grew up playing together from childhood. He was also of noble descent, though sowhat unreliable, fond of drinking, fraternizing during duty, brawling — pretty much every cri one can commit at the docks, he had committed. However, Junon kept him around because they were genuinely close. But now, this usually lackadaisical young man seed extrely frightened, and he spoke in a sobbing tone: "Brother, I swear by Lord Marsha’s na, I’m not lying. I really saw a Sea Demon Whale — of course, if that woman who claid to be a female pirate last ti wasn’t lying to , listen to , that thing is exactly like the tattoo on her left butt cheek... No, no, I’m saying the thing at sea now is much more terrifying..."
"To hell with her butt, don’t ntion that woman to ," Junon, at this mont, couldn’t even bother with the last vestiges of noble pride, and indeed, nobles of their generation didn’t have much to speak of, especially having grown up in a mixed environnt like Ampezel. He fiercely tugged at his collar, but hearing the other swear by Marsha, he felt unconfident. Though he understood that if he could, that lawless guy might even dare to lay a hand on Lord Marsha — of course, that’s just a way of speaking. Junon was now starting to feel sowhat at a loss.
A Sea Demon Whale preparing to attack the port?
My God, was he living in so mythical age? Junon sat by his precious mahogany desk, thinking for a long ti, and managed to co up with the following three comprehensive plans:
Embezzle funds and escape, embezzle funds and escape, and embezzle funds and escape.
But he imdiately ssed up his hair, for if he did that, his old man would be the first to kill him. Born as reckless as his good brother, Junon, who feared not even the King of Erune, imdiately showed his true colors in front of his old man. The thought of his old man’s furious expression made his legs go weak, and after swallowing for a long ti, a sentence of ’Brother, take care of yourself, I’ll go first’ turned into: "Wait for , I’m coming right away!"
At the port, the sailors were in chaos, but soone at sea was watching the distant Ampezel with resignation.
"Ampezel, this port city and the surrounding areas and towns are ho to three hundred and ten thousand people, with an enormous magic system maintaining the city’s operation, dealing with sewage, lighting, water supply, and waste managent — mysterious magic, rare in the southern wilds of Erune, is ubiquitous here. rchants spend heavily to hire wizards to serve them. So wizards have been working here for decades and are deeply embedded in their positions. The wizards have ford a guild called ’The Eye of Ampezel.’"
"This wizard organization not only maintains the city’s daily operations but also handles port security, preventing adventurer conflicts, setting city spell locks to prohibit outside wizards from casting spells within the city, and they have set up a massive anti-air array in Ampezel’s inner city to prevent attacks on the port from above."
Brand stood by the ship’s rail, introducing this place to others, suddenly sighed, turned back with eyes filled with a kind of helplessness approaching despair, finally seeing the legendary creature, the king of sea beasts, the enormous Sea Demon Whale, waving its fin like a playful child before slowly diving into the deep sea.
"My elders say the Sea Demon Whale’s intelligence is no less than an adult human’s. Now it seems true," Captain Jas also saw this scene and couldn’t help but exclaim.
But Antitina, looking at Brand in confusion, couldn’t help but ask: "Lord, what exactly did you give those Nagas? They look at you as if they are seeing their king, allowing the Sea Demon Whale to escort us into port. How can we hide our identities now?"
"But I’ve heard the Naga king is a woman." Little Roman, now able to move freely on deck after a week of recovery, rolled her eyes and directly feminized Brand.
Brand wiped his sweat, not expecting the Nagas to be so ’warm and hospitable.’ However, to have the Sea Demon Whale escort them into port was sothing only Sani’er the Stupid Fish could creatively achieve, sothing not ordinary people could do.
He coughed, almost not believing himself, saying: "We’ll see. Anyway, people in the port don’t know this big guy is with us. As long as we don’t admit it, we’re good." Saying this, he looked at the young captain. Jas shrugged, replied, "If the lord doesn’t wish to be famous, I definitely won’t act out of turn; my ship’s crew can rest assured, Lord," he continued.
Here, the young captain also seed sowhat helpless: "Honestly, now your reputation with them is much higher than mine, even if I don’t tell, they would keep quiet about it too." Naturally, he was speaking of Brand’s two bottles of Holy Water showing miraculous effects, making the entire crew on board admire Brand, this noble lord who had a Sword Saint as a ntor and was benevolent and kind, as a god.
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