revenge... huh
Annan narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart was as clear as a mirror.
He is very clear that since he came to this world, he has basically never offended anyone.
If this is revenge, it can only come from one person.
Viscount Alvin Barber of Roseburg.
Although I don't know what his purpose is... But from the very beginning, he had a very obvious hostility towards Frozen Water Port.
When he first sent those people disguised as robbers to plunder, Don Juan Geraint had no intention of going here.
In other words, the old viscount's hostility was not aimed at Don Juan himself.
Roseburg also theoretically belongs to the Northern Sea Territory. This is also the fief of Earl Geraint...he himself is a vassal of Don Juan's father.
Not to mention what exactly he wants to do.
"... As a vassal, he dared to burn his lord's ship—"
Annan issued a cold and majestic reprimand, his face frosty: "I'm curious, where did he get the courage? Who gave him the confidence?"
For this kind of thing, Annan must be—
… very welcome.
If the old gentleman is so stupid as to send people to burn the boat, it is equivalent to destroying all the previous evidence. How many things were left on the entire ship, how many people had been there, and the traces of the battle on it all disappeared.
The whole ship was burned to the ground.
This means that they can't find any evidence that Annan is not Don Juan Geraint at all.
Of course, Annan had to look very angry. Because he needs to show an attitude... and it's just an attitude.
In his capacity, no one would ask him to go directly to A.
The only possible exposure is Don Juan's body. The body should still be near the ship... In three or four days, the body may still be recognizable.
As for John's body, it was deliberately left on board by Annan to mislead others—or, in other words, to provide clues to others.
After all, he died from the "mirror tongue" ritual initiated by the chief of guards. Annan believed that at least the church should be able to detect traces of such ritual crimes... Otherwise, it would have to be closely supervised.
"Did anyone die around there?"
So Annan pondered for a while, and asked Salvatore: "Or, are there any corpses on board?"
"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 down.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "Because it's not just the boat that was burned. Even the surrounding water is on fire..."
"On the water?"
"Well, that's a special kind of fuel. It's a liquid fuel that was converted from the gas stored in the swamp by the conversion wizards of our Swamp Black Tower. It has a stable model that can be used for civilian use, and we call it Green Fire; but More of it is a kind of fire oil barrel used when defending the city... It has a stronger adhesion and is called black fire."
Salvatore sat down across from Annan, glanced down at what book he was reading, drank another glass of water, and said through gritted teeth: "I did some samples... It's so hot. That idiot will pay! When I analyze it, I'll find out which goddamn idiot sold it to them."
"...you look very angry, senior."
Annan looked at Salvatore, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a happy smile.
He raised his brows, returned to his normal expression again, and let out a cold voice: "Did you get burned?"
"I'm not weak enough to get burned by this stuff."
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 or smuggled in non-wartime. After all, this The lethality of the thing is too great, and it can only be sold to the border marquis during the war, and the unused part must be recycled after the war is over, because ordinary people do not have the environment to store such things.
"Under normal temperature, as long as the black fire encounters a violent impact, or encounters an open flame after leaking, it will explode. Once the black fire is detonated, an extremely difficult to extinguish fire will ignite within a dozen meters around... just stick a little bit, and it will be destroyed." People were burned alive, and other strategic materials placed with it would naturally be burned as well.
"So, no matter who was on your ship before, what was on it... now there is nothing. I didn't put out those black flames until just now."
The young mayor was very sleepy, and the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious.
He hammered the table very irritablely: "Damn it, there are so many! There is a forest not far from the next door, are they trying to start a forest fire?!"
"... Such a fierce fire."
Annan frowned slightly, and then relieved: "Fortunately, I didn't leave anyone on the boat. I arranged for all my guards to go out."
Thank you, old man.
He thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
The reason for mentioning those guards that do not exist is that Annan intends to give those players a legal identity—but because he is not sure how the players will arrive, Annan does not dare to directly talk to Salvatore Say hell.
Anyway, I'll know in a few hours... don't be impatient.
"... If you have eaten dinner, you might as well go to bed first."
Annan looked at the scarlet blood in Salvatore's eyes, and couldn't help persuading him, "I feel like you're about to faint."
"I can't go to bed so early, it's over if I pass out of a coma."
Salvatore sighed: "Don't look at me like that... It's not that I want to stay up late, it's my curse, and I don't want to either. Don't ask about the specifics."
"All right."
Annan shrugged and said no more.
"I'm so annoying lately..."
Salvatore scratched his abnormally soft hair, lying on the table and crying weakly: "I'm so sleepy...
"Hey, Don Juan. Have you chosen your spell, I might be leaving soon."
"I've chosen."
Annan replied calmly, "But you won't be needed—I've already learned it. I'm just waiting for you to help me advance."
His current career as a wizard apprentice has become like this:
Wizard Apprentice LV10 (can be advanced): [Instant Spell LV2 (Cold Contact, Sloth Eye)], [Channel Spell LV2 (Stall Wall, Frost Nova)]
His experience is just enough to raise the profession of wizard apprentice to level ten. Before advancing, this is the highest level of a wizard apprentice.
The spell slots on his body can accommodate four spells in total. Two instant spells, two channeled spells.
To put it simply, it is the difference between opening and closing at any time, and having to guide and release—
[Eye of Laziness (Instant): Curse one's own eyes, giving them the ability to infect other people's minds through sight. Everyone who looks at me will immediately feel lazy, and their limbs will become weak. The effect will increase when used on tired people. For every 2s (depending on the total level of the wizard profession/5), the power of order will be consumed by 1]
[Stall Wall (Guide): Passivate the air in the designated area, causing any object passing through this area to immediately lose its original speed. The effect of using it on inanimate objects will increase significantly. The larger the area, the greater the consumption of power of order, but the minimum consumption of power of order is 1 per second]
[Frost Nova (guidance): It causes the temperature of the designated medium (air/water/earth) within 30 meters around to drop extremely rapidly, and can instantly transmit the curse equivalent to the instant spell "cold contact". The curse effect increases at the edge. Every two waves of new stars (depending on the total level of the wizard profession/5), consume 8 power of order, and can be continuously released]
Because Annan didn't know if he could wash some. Therefore, he chose spells that have the widest range of applications and can complement each other among the disability schools.
His fighting ability has finally taken shape at this moment—