The Legend of Fatality

Bane was sitting on the edge of a cliff not far from the Master Tower of Antalatem. The Master Tower of Amen Cannon has been built. In addition to the very troublesome transportation of materials, in the words of the Dwarf Council, they used the best craftsmanship to build .

Amen Cannon ’s mage tower reaches 50 feet in diameter, and the tower is close to 350 feet in height. The whole body is constructed of white marble. The dwarves even spelled out various rune shapes with stones on the tower, and then poured it with metal juice. , Runes are inlaid with Mithril.

After the members of the Fatalin Association activated a six-inch-diameter octahedral stone of Sien as the core of the tower, the whole tower began to emit a faint shimmer, especially in the dark night. The light like moonlight. People can clearly see the runes on the tower seem to float and rotate outside the tower from a distance.

Bai En can only mean that people are more dead than people. Even after building a tower, they can bring their own special effects. The newly built Spellcaster Academy forms a triangle with the White Tower and the Black Tower, while the Spellcaster Academy looks much simpler.

The Spellcaster Academy is composed of four and a half-moon-sized large rooms that form a nearly square building. The four and a half-moon-shaped rooms are equipped with podiums and stepped seats, and each classroom can seat hundreds of people.

The center enclosed by the four classrooms is a square, and a deep well was dug by the dwarf in the middle, and then a large pool was built on the deep well.

Bai En doesn't know how the dwarves let the well water flow into the pool and then circulate the flow. He looked at the clear pool and the stone platform beside the pool, but he felt that there was indeed a college atmosphere here.

It is a pity that the beautiful atmosphere does not make the students of the college more like students. Most of them are human children. The villagers simply use this as a nursery school, and all kinds of bare **** run wild. The other students are a lot of Goblins, but they are similar to most children.

Bai En suddenly turned around and kicked a halfling who wanted to steal himself. The halflings of Fatalin were only the original ones, and they were basically living with the dwarves, but this cargo did not know why he always wanted to steal his own things.

Halflings are very useful handicraft makers, so Bai En did not plan to abolish him, just training his own reaction and sensitivity to the surroundings.

The Spellcaster Academy is now called the Spellcaster Academy. Basically, the Master Apprentice teaches the children of Fatalin to read. Most of the orphans in the slaves took turns taking the education of several mages in Heita. The education effect of Heita can only be said to be good. Both Amen Cannon and the black elk ’s apprentices showed their talents.

The most surprising thing is Victor, who now has a large group of apprentices around him. Among them, he and Hugo ’s descendants perform best. There are already four people who can release their talents, plus a few other Goblins have talents. Of students, there are almost ten formal apprentices around him.

Bai En ’s own apprentice, besides throwing away some books to him and trying to answer some questions he can answer, most of the time he taught them literacy at this spellcaster academy.

Turned his thoughts back, and Bai En noticed the black spots on the seashore, which represented the arrival of a fleet, but the number was a little large.

Came with Modra, the slave trader. This time he brought more than thirty ships. Bai En suspected that the old guy was preparing to grab a run.

As soon as Modra arrived at the port, he found someone to contact Bai En, and he arranged for the crew to transport the slaves down to feed food and water for repair. He has been struggling to stay awake for a long time. The fatigue of his body has made him mentally weak, and he has seen phantoms everywhere.

He turned to the left, and the muttered man suddenly looked like the hunched demon in his dream. He twitched in shock and almost inserted the dagger between the man's ribs.

clam down! focus! He touched the short-handed staff next to him, feeling the sweat making the stick sticky. His heartbeat was fast and violent. Opening his eyes scared him; closing his eyes was even worse. No one can escape from the hum of drums, bad smells and flies.

The beasts are here! The trees rustle louder. Something came out of the shelter and suddenly ran from the right. Behind him, I remembered a slippery, hoarse roar. Many **** eyes opened at the same time, staying at the edge of the forest, like a set of jewelry inlaid on black satin. Hundreds and thousands of eyes stared at the port stronghold, exuding a fiery hostility like flames.

Modra stared at all this with stunned eyes, and he was unconscious due to excessive fatigue.

"Marnus bless ..."

He needs a rest. If nothing happens, he can take a good rest at the port fortress. He is not suitable for negotiation now. He blinks firmly, trying to dispel the illusion in his eyes. He tried to walk towards the place where his crew lived.

It has been two days since Bai En saw Modra. He did not expect the face of the slave trader this time, how to describe it, as if he had died once, pale and terrible. Although Bai En was curious about what the other party encountered, he also knew that the other party should not tell himself. So they sat silently on both sides of the oak round table, waiting for the other to speak first.

Finally, after getting rid of the nightmarish memories in his mind, Modra recovered again, looked at Bai En, and said.

"Ten thousand people, 300,000 gold coins, exchanged with the food that fills all of our ships, and the remaining gold coins."

Bai En did not answer immediately. He noticed the difference in slave traders, no longer used honorifics, and did not mention the race and number of slaves.

"Isn't this time a slave, right?" Bai En said slowly after picking up a cup of tea.

"Yes, if you say no, I will distribute the grain from the warehouse and take them away immediately." Modra did not intend to bargain with Bai En.

Bai En was silent again. Ten thousand people were not a small number. He could not determine whether Fatalin could eat this population. But Bane also saw that Modra would not come back again, which might be the last time he saw him. But 300,000 gold coins would completely hollow out the family of Fatalin Association, and Bai En fell into a dilemma.

"Five thousand gold coins, the other is replaced with fur, kerosene and acid." Bai En offered.

"Two hundred thousand gold coins, as long as food and wine."

"One hundred thousand gold coins, fur, kerosene, and acid account for half."

"150,000 gold coins, accounting for up to one-third." Modra continued ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is my bottom line, otherwise I would rather only want gold coins. "

"It seems that you are not going to come again, my friend." Bai En suddenly laughed. "Food seems to be the most important, so I decided to help you, how many gold coins do you need to send other captains?"

"Fifty thousand." Modra said in silence.

"Yes, I will let people fill your fleet and your warehouse with food." Bai En raised his glass and paid tribute to the other party. "Maybe there is a chance to see you in the future. My friend."

Modra said nothing and got up to leave. He didn't think he would meet with Bai En anymore. When he got home, he would put all his assets on the land and buy a title. The rest of the grain here is handed over to the Chamber of Commerce for transportation. These grains will be used as his investment, as long as he is responsible for collecting money on his own territory.

"Yes, my friend. Are you selling the Firefox?" White asked suddenly when Modra walked to the door.

"Sell, thirty thousand gold coins." Modra said without looking back.

"Remember not to leave." Bai En said with a smile. "And don't forget to do me a favor."

Modra pushed open the door and left. He no longer cares about what the Firefox is, what slaves, what trade. When he was holding a short-handed staff in the port fortress, he kept shaking his sword with his hand. Standing on the harbour, under the fortress wall, the brutal and strong orcs watched the fortified guards and the dreaded residents.

The drums of the orcs were getting louder and louder, when their savage and primitive horn sounded from the plain. He tried closing his eyes and dreaming of the disappearance of fear, but he knew he couldn't. The orc is here, this time it is true, not in his dream. He can't forget where he is, he can't forget what happened, he can't rest.