Emperor of Arcane

After getting a positive reply from Adam Smith.

Brown and Hawke let out a long sigh of relief.

They looked at the busy Thorn Chamber of Commerce warehouse, looked at the many piles of materials, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Neither of them was that kind of idiot, and they knew very well that the Thorn Chamber of Commerce would not be able to store so much supplies in a day or two.

In other words, when the Carlisle family was developing the ruins camp.

The Thorn Caravan has also been transporting supplies to the Gulf Territory and seems not to be worried about any setbacks.

Just as the two were thinking wildly, the people from the Thorn Chamber of Commerce waved to them:

"Come on, let's start teleporting!"

Brown and Hawke stepped onto the teleportation array, and amid the squeeze of time transfer, their vision returned to light.

What appeared in front of the two men was a small group of heavily armed soldiers!

Although the blood stains on their bodies had been cleaned up, the evil aura that had just completed the killing still frightened the two of them.

These two guys also had some exchanges with Tres before leaving.

They understood the whole development of the matter, and also understood how terrifying these seemingly bulky and heavy-armed soldiers were in fact!

It’s not hard to guess their thoughts and want to copy them!

What made the two of them regretful was that they did not see the terrifying sharp blade on these heavily armored soldiers.

The two quickly gathered their minds and slowly walked out of the warehouse under the leadership of the soldiers.

As soon as they walked out of the door, the two people were stunned.

Tall walls, neat avenues.

Each and every one of the soldiers lined up in full gear carried a real evil spirit.

Rows of houses made of stone.

A heavy crossbow filled with the aura of war.

All of this was told to these two guys.

Their previous decision not to attack the Murloc Fortress was correct!

What surprised the two of them was that they did not see any prisoners in the Fishman Castle.

Logically speaking, even if the Gulf Territory did not want to use these prisoners, it would not be possible to abandon them in the wilderness.

These captives can also be regarded as quite good assets, and can be exchanged for many benefits with the Carlisle family.

With some suspicious thoughts, the two came to the center of the fish-man castle.

A towering city within a city.

Looking at the inner castle standing on the top of the hillside, Brown and Hawke were a little dazed.

How afraid of death you must be to build such a strong fortification in the wilderness of the Misty Swamp.

Who to defend against?

Those fishmen?

The answer is simple, just to prevent them! !

After seeing this scene, they had absolutely no idea of ​​attacking.

And if the fishman castle cannot be eradicated, then naturally there will be no way for them to threaten other areas of the Gulf Territory!

Humming softly, Matthew, who had just been transported from his consciousness, received the battle report provided by Angela.

After a brief look, Matthew found that even with a huge advantage, there were still some casualties in the Gulf Territory.

Fortunately, there were not many casualties, only about 30 people, but it still made Matthew feel distressed.

Sensing the two people walking in, Matthew turned his head and reached out to gently caress Yaya who was sleeping soundly.

Adam Smith was looking through the information sent by the Assassin's Guild.

On the one hand, he can guess the true thoughts of the Carlisle family.

On the other hand, only by understanding their bottom line can we better fight for the interests of the territory.

Hawke and Brown walked in with the heavy infantry.

Saw this scene directly.

Their hearts suddenly trembled, and when they saw the unharmed Yaya and the smiling Matthew, they felt inexplicable pain in their hearts.

"Sure enough, this is all part of the Lord's plan!"

After putting down the materials, Adam Smith came forward with confidence, invited them to sit down first and said:

"Welcome, your lord and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Seeing the confused expressions on the two people's faces, Adam Smith couldn't hide his smile and said with a faint smile:

"You two have ideas about this ruins in the Gulf Territory. Shouldn't you say hello to us in advance?"

As soon as these words came out, Hawke and Brown's faces turned slightly ugly.

Then they endured it again. Who made them the loser?

"Yes, it's our fault!"

"We don't know the regional divisions of the Gulf Territory, so we offended your territory. We hope you can forgive me."

The situation is stronger than the people!

They want to resolve this matter as soon as possible to avoid causing greater losses.

As for the future, who can say clearly?

Anyway, the Carlisle family has never been the kind of people who suffer losses but find ways to get back!

Unexpectedly, Adam Smith seemed to see through their thoughts and said straightforwardly:

"So, now, on behalf of the lord, I would like to talk to you about the issue of compensation..."

"And the question of how to develop the ruins!"

His heart skipped a beat, and a bright light flashed in Brown's somewhat chaotic thoughts.

He stared closely at the smiling Adam Smith, passing his figure out of the corner of his eyes and looking behind him.

Matthew has picked up the spell scroll again and is watching silently.

His mind began to race, and he looked at the surprised Hawke.

"What does it mean?"

“What can be wrong with developing heritage sites?”

"Could it be that? The Gulf Territory lacks the manpower to develop the ruins?"

"It's very possible. If that's the case, this is a huge opportunity!"

The two quickly exchanged glances, met Adam Smith's eyes again, and immediately became enthusiastic.

Brown patted his chest without hesitation and said:

"We are here to discuss the issue of compensation. We have even brought a batch of them over, which will definitely satisfy the Gulf Territory."

Seeing these two guys "cooperating" so well, Adam Smith thought of the Lord's plan and saw that the time was ripe.

He said hello to the lord, and led them to a conference room under the expectant gazes of the two people.

Looking at the backs of the three people chatting happily, Angela walked in slowly with a somewhat solemn expression.

She leaned into Matthew's ear and whispered a few words. Matthew put down the scroll in his hand a little strangely and asked directly:

"The first batch of goods they compensated were 20 half-elves?"

Angela recalled those pitiful eyes, nodded fiercely, and said helplessly:

"This is not an ordinary half-elf, but a half-elf slave from the Kingdom of Cole."

"Each of them has the potential to become a spell caster, and has a lifespan far beyond that of ordinary humans. They are very suitable for intensive training..."

"They were originally from the Carlisle family, used to train alchemists and enchanters. All procedures are in place."

Half-elf slave?

Matthew subconsciously widened his eyes and rubbed his hands in surprise.

Eastern Province, Carlisle family, half-elf.

Putting these factors together, he had vaguely guessed who the half-elf was who could make the power of destiny send out reminders.

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