The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Revenge...?

　　Annan narrowed her eyes slightly, her heart clear as a mirror.

　　He knows very well that since he came into this world, he has basically not offended anyone.

　　 If this is revenge, it can only come from one person.

　　 Viscount Alvin Barber from Roseburg.

　　 Although he doesn't know what his purpose is... But at the very beginning, he was very hostile to Frozen Water Harbor.

　　 When he first sent those people to pretend to be robbers to looting, Don Juan Gerante had no intention of going here.

　　 In other words, the old Viscount’s hostility was not directed at Don Juan himself.

　　 And Roseburg theoretically also belongs to the Northern Sea Territory. This is also the fief of Earl Gerante...He himself is a vassal of Don Juan's father.

　　 Not to mention what he really wants to do.

　　 "...As a vassal, but dare to burn his lord’s ship—"

　　 Annan let out a cold and majestic reprimand, with a frosty face: "I'm curious, where did he get the courage? Who gave him the confidence?"

　　 Such a thing, Annan must be—

　　...Very happy to hear.

　　 The old gentleman was stupid and sent someone to burn the ship, which was equivalent to destroying all the evidence before. How many things were left on the entire ship, how many people had been there, and the traces of battle on it, all disappeared.

　　 The whole ship was burned clean.

　　 This means that they can't find evidence that Annan is not Don Juan Gerante at all.

　　 Of course, Annan must look very angry. Because he needs to show an attitude... it's just an attitude.

　　 In his capacity, no one would ask him to pass directly.

　　 The only place that may be exposed is Don Juan's body. The corpse should still be near the ship... within three or four days, maybe the corpse can still be identified.

　　 As for John's body, it was deliberately left by Annan on the ship to mislead others—or, to provide clues to others.

　　 After all, he died in the ritual "tongue in the mirror" triggered by the chief guard. Annan believes that at least the church should be able to inspect the traces of such ritual crimes...otherwise it will inevitably be supervised very closely.

　　 "Did anyone die near there?"

　　 So Annan pondered for a while, and asked Salvatore: "Or, are there any bodies on the ship?"

　　 "I don't know, I don't know, I can't see clearly."

　　 Salvatore shook his head, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all.

　　 Then he breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Because it's not just the boat that was burned. Even the surrounding water was on fire..."

　　 "On the water?"

"Well, that is a special kind of fuel. The transformation wizard of the Zedi Black Tower uses the gas stored in the swamp to transform into liquid fuel. It has a stable model that can be supplied for civilian use. We call it Green Fire; but it sells. Most of them are a kind of kerosene barrel used when defending the city...it is more adherent and is called black fire."

Salvatore sat down opposite Annan and glanced down at the book he was reading. After drinking another glass of water, he gritted his teeth and said, "I did some sampling... I was so hot. That idiot will pay the price! When I analyze it, I will know which **** idiot sold this thing to them."

　　 "...You look very angry, senior."

　　Annan looked at Salvatore, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a happy smile.

　　 He raised his eyebrows, returned to his plain expression again, and made a cold voice: "Is it burned?"

　　 "I'm not weak enough to be burned by this kind of thing."

Salvatore said angrily: "Don Juan, your father may not have told you about these things... Black Fire is a strategic material, and it is not allowed to be sold during wartime, and even private traffickers are not allowed. After all, this The lethality of the thing is too great, and it can only be sold to the Marquis of the Frontier during the war, and the unused parts must be recovered after the war, because ordinary people do not have the environment to store such things.

"At room temperature, as long as the black fire encounters a violent impact or encounters an open flame after it leaks, it will explode. Once the black fire is detonated, an extremely hard-to-extinguish fire will ignite within a dozen meters of surrounding area... People are burned alive. Other strategic materials placed with it will naturally be burned out.

　　 "So, no matter who was on your boat before or what you put on it...now there is nothing left. Until just now, I put out the black fire."

　　The young mayor was very sleepy, and dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious.

　　 He hammered the table very irritably: "Damn it, it's not counted! Did the brains of those people flow out of the **? The forest is not far away, are they trying to start a forest fire?!"

　　 "...Such a fierce fire."

　　Annan frowned slightly, then relaxed again: "Fortunately, I didn't stay on the boat. My guards were all arranged by me."

　　 Thank you, old man.

　　He thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

The reason for mentioning those non-existent guards is that Annan intends to give the players a legal identity-but because he is not sure how the players will arrive, Annan dare not directly talk to Salvatore. Say dead.

　　 Anyway, I'll know in a few hours... Don't be impatient.

　　 "...If you have had dinner, you might as well go to bed first."

　　 Annan looked at Salvatore's eyes with scarlet bloodshot eyes, and couldn't help but persuade: "I feel you are about to coma."

　　 "I can't go to bed so early, if I pass out, it will be over."

　　 Salvatore sighed: "Don't look at me like that... It's not that I want to stay up late, this is my curse, and I don't want to. Don't ask for details."

"Ok."

　　Annan shrugged and said no more.

　　 "I'm so annoying lately..."

　　 Salvatore grabbed his extremely soft hair, and lay on the table weakly calling out, "I'm so sleepy...

　　 "Hey, Annan. Have you chosen the spell? I might be leaving soon."

　　 "I have chosen."

　　 Annan calmly replied: "But I don't need you anymore-I have learned it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is waiting for you to help me advance."

　　 His current apprenticeship as a wizard has become like this:

　　 Wizard Apprentice LV10 (advanceable): [Real-time Spell LV2 (Cold Contact, Sloth Eye)], [Guide Spell LV2 (Wall of Stall, Frost Nova)]

　　 His experience is just enough to raise the profession of apprentice wizard to tenth level. Before the advancement, this is the highest level of apprentice wizard.

　　 The spell slots on his body can hold four spells in total. Two instant spells, two guided spells.

　　 To put it simply, it is the difference between opening and closing at any time, and the need to guide release—

　　 [Lazy Eye (Instant): Curse one's own eyes, allowing them to gain the ability to infect others' hearts through sight. Everyone who looks at him will immediately become lazy and weaken. The effect of using it on tired people will increase. Every 2s (depending on the total level of the wizard's profession/5), the power of order is consumed 1]

　　【Stall Wall (Guide): Passivate the air in the designated area, so that any objects passing through this area immediately lose their original speed. The effect of using inanimate objects will increase significantly. The larger the area, the greater the power of order, but the minimum is the power of order per second 1]

　　【Frost Nova (guidance): The temperature of the designated medium (air/flowing water/earth) around 30 meters drops extremely rapidly, and it can instantly transmit a curse equivalent to the instant spell "cold contact". The curse effect on the edge increases. Every two waves of new stars (depending on the total level of the wizard class/5), consumes the power of order 8, and can be released continuously]

　　 Because Annan didn’t know whether he could wash some. So he chose the most widely used spells in the disability school and can complement each other.

　　His fighting ability has finally taken shape at this moment—