Chapter 202 The Silent Horn
In the blink of an eye, many days have passed.
The giant ship continued to sail calmly on the sea. Halfway through the voyage, it successfully sailed from the deep sea area to the shallow sea area.
Here, although I can't see the Big 6 yet, I can see huge islands from time to time. There are also more ships at sea, and on the deck, you can often see several merchant ships passing by in the distance, which makes the sea finally a little angry and not so dead.
Of course, problems also follow.
First, the giant ship began to adjust its course frequently to avoid the existing reefs and prevent stranding. In addition, pirates who once disappeared have also begun to appear. Although every time, the injured Demps can take action to scare off the pirates, or directly destroy them, but there is always a feeling of not getting tired of it.
In addition, in addition to the traditional pirates, there is a new type of pirates. Compared with traditional pirates, new pirates are more difficult to deal with. Instead of playing the skull and crossbones flag, they would hang the official flags of their respective countries, wear official gorgeous clothes, and bring sailors to approach quickly on the warship, and then ask to board the ship for inspection and ask for the cost of transit.
They claim to be the sea tax collectors of a certain country, but in the eyes of everyone, they are even more disgusting than pirates. Even Demps cannot easily defeat the opponent, because sometimes the tax collector himself is a wizard, and he also brings many wizard apprentices. Therefore, in most cases, Demps can only be extorted and paid with a cold face. At the most exaggerated time, I sometimes encounter three groups of tax collectors from different countries in one day.
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Many days later, in the morning.
On the sea, the giant ship was docked, and a beautiful white warship was parked side by side.
On the deck, Demps stood expressionlessly. In front of him was a man in light blue uniform, about thirty years old. Although he was just an ordinary person, there were two imposing figures behind him. Protected by those of the far-sorcerer's apprentice.
"Hello,
this adult. The man in the blue uniform smiled and introduced himself to Demps, "I am the tax collector of the Kingdom of Myron, my name is Tim. I have seen your ship, it is not a cargo ship, there is no cargo, but the number of members is a bit large. According to the regulations, you need to pay a transit fee of a certain amount of crystal coins. Well, not much, just equal to the rest of the countries along the way. "
"Tim tax collector!" Demps narrowed his eyes. "When did the sea area of the Kingdom of Myron actually collect taxes? More than a month ago, when I passed by here, there were three of my friends on board. My companion, why don't I remember that you didn't board the ship to collect taxes?!"
In fact, Demps understands why this is the case. It is entirely because the other party sees that he is the only wizard on the giant ship, and his mana fluctuates erratically. He is obviously seriously injured and wants to take the opportunity to blackmail. If he wasn't injured, or if Seaver, Louis, and Quinton were all there, they just had to stand on deck, and the other party wouldn't pull the warship over at all.
In this sea, strength is extremely important. If you don't have enough strength, you can only be extorted by tax collectors who are deceived and afraid of hardship.
Although Demps understood, he was a little unacceptable and couldn't help but sneered.
But after Demps' sarcastic words came out, the tax collector Tim didn't seem to hear the hidden meaning at all, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Uh, is that so, then... my lord, or... you This time, will you make up the tax you missed before?"
Demps listened, his eyes sharpened uncontrollably, and the mana in his body surged.
The two people behind the tax collector Tim sensed something, and immediately made alert actions. One of them tapped Tim's shoulder slightly to remind him.
Tim laughed and said to Demps with a bright face: "Haha, Master Wizard, don't be angry, I'm just joking, how could you make up for it. After all, I only took office this month. Yes, the previous tax collector is already in the dungeon, so I don't care about his business, haha, haha."
"However." Tim's expression became serious again, "but this time it is still to be paid. After all, it is not only us like Myron, the rest are like Grande, Staines, Fish, Wargard, along the way. This is the case in other countries. If you pay the transit fee in other places, but you don’t pay it here, I will be blamed. This lord, you should have pity on me, you should pay the tax.”
When Tim spoke, his face was pitiful, but the attitude in his words was extremely tough - don't leave if you don't pay.
Demps frowned, but he really didn't want to be entangled here, so he turned his head to the side. The third-level wizard Potter came over and handed out a wooden box to Tim, the tax collector.
After Tim took it, he opened the box and quickly scanned it, his eyes lit up, and there was a certain amount of crystal coins inside.
Putting down the box, Tim bowed to Demps: "Thank you, my lord, I'll say goodbye first."
After speaking, take people away, quickly return to the warship, and drive away.
Demps stood on the deck and watched the warship leave with cold eyes. He couldn't help coughing a few times and covered it with a handkerchief, which was covered in blood.
"It can't go on like this," Demps said. "This group of vampires is disgusting. If you go on like this, when you reach the White Rock Tower, the entire ship will be blackmailed."
"What about the teacher?" Potter asked tentatively on the side.
Demps squinted and thought for a moment: "Sail the boat out first, and then I'll call someone to help."
"convener?"
"Um."
"Uh." Potter didn't ask any more, and quickly ordered the sailor to go.
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The giant ship re-sailed, and after a long time, it stopped in an empty sea area that did not belong to any country.
It was at dusk, the setting sun was golden, the entire sea was dyed golden, and the entire giant ship was more like a golden ship.
On the deck, Demps stood upright, looking at the surrounding sea, saying nothing.
Suddenly footsteps sounded, Potter held a box, carefully walked out of the cabin, walked to Demps and handed it out, saying, "Teacher, what you want."
"Yeah." Demps nodded, opened the box, and took out a short horn that was more than ten centimeters long.
The whole body of the horn is dark black, with a deep luster, like jade. The surface is depicted with complicated lines, which looks simple and mysterious.
Demps held the horn, activated it with mana, and blew it.
The horn was silent, but there was some kind of message coming out soon.
Demps blew for a while, put the horn back in the box, coughed again, and covered it with the new handkerchief, which was more than half stained red.
Potter looked worriedly and asked aloud, "Teacher, what are we going to do next?"
"Wait." Demps wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and put it away.
"Wait?" Potter wondered.
"Wait." Demps looked at the setting sun that was about to fall into the sea, expressionless but very sure.
"Oh."
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