Chapter 125: Preparation (Part 1)

Sealed room, thick candles, Fang Xin copied the scroll in meditation.

The so-called magic scroll is to accumulate magic with special magic paper, but it can only withstand level three magic at the highest - this is determined by the quality of magic paper.

Fang Xin devoted himself to researching within this month. With his current wisdom and strength, he had learned three first-level magic within a month.

The first one is of course a "magic missile". Fang Xin tried its power. This kind of magic missile floated up and down slightly according to the level of the magician. The range of the level 1 magician is only 10 meters, which is not as good as a bow and arrow. Therefore, a slightly larger actual combat is basically worthless - but it is better than nothing. Fang Xin has already understood its structural principles.

Secondly, I learned to "know language". This kind of magic is very unique. Fang Xin has not yet fully analyzed its principles - he can directly understand and read all languages, but he cannot speak and write.

This is a very effective magic. Fang Xin now, without relying on magic and using this power directly, he can directly contact the other party's mind to achieve similar effects, but he cannot understand books about dead objects written.

The third type is "demonized weapons", a very easy-to-understand magic. It can temporarily obtain magic attributes and obtain bonuses when attacking damage. This is a very practical spell, and has also been digested into Fang Xin's power system and become a fixed magic power.

Fang Xin tried the effect, a long sword made of steel. If you obtain this power effect, you can easily cut off leather armor and cut off similar weapons.

Another magic scroll of "magic weapon" was copied. Fang Xin checked it and found that there were five. He was very satisfied. He stretched out his arms and took out five bottles of potions from the alchemy table.

The three bottles are poisonous gas agents, and the two bottles are acid liquids involved in magic power - magic sulfuric acid. Fang Xin smiled and thought about the result of the two bottles working with the magic missiles, which exploded and blew up and wailed... If the magic becomes sinister, it is really amazing!

"Sir, are you out?" A magic apprentice said with a bow when she pushed the door open.

After using a level 1 magic missile, it is easy to register in the magic union and become a level 1 magician. You can wear a magic robe and freely enter and exit the magic union.

Why not wait for the English Putrajaya to take another exam? The reason is very simple. There are many dreams in the night. Although it may be a bit disliked by the English Putrajaya Magic Union, it is better than having some problems and troubles. There are people in the world, and Fang Xin believes that the Magic Union has nothing to do with the local forces.

Therefore, instead of being pinned in Putrajaya, it is better to become a magician here directly. After all, no one here has conflicts of interest with him. However, there are some obligations here, which is an inevitable thing before becoming a level 6 mage.

"Yeah!" Fang Xin nodded calmly and threw a gold coin casually.

After leaving the Magic Union, it was October 20th, the heat had come to an end, late autumn had already arrived, and large leaves of trees along the streets had turned yellow and fell.

The morning sun shines, and some people walk back and forth on the streets, talking from time to time, discussing life, prices, work, and some complaints and hopes.

Fang Xin walked quietly on the street with a faint smile. He was relaxing at the same time, so he walked slowly. After an hour, he arrived at the entrance of the small building he rented.

"Sir, you are back." Motste seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and quickly greeted him. As he said, there were about thirty-five people following him.

Behind, Tebi stepped forward, followed by about thirty people, and there were two big men, one who seemed to know that he was a person who knew some knowledge. He took a step forward and the four of them respectfully saluted: "Sir!"

Fang Xin glanced over, nodded, and said to Motste: "Motste, are the new ship ready?"

"Captain, you are ready, and you are waiting for you with goods!" Motste replied, "We are ready, and you can set off at any time."

"Okay, let's talk to you when we get on the boat." Fang Xin said.

The morning sun is warm at this time, and when it reaches the dock area, you will see that outside the port, there is a gentle sea surface connected to the undulating sea waves, the waves are rolling, and the blue ocean and the blue sky are almost in one.

Two large three-masted sailboats side by side were parked somewhere, and several people on the boat greeted them. Fang Xin saw the words engraved on the bronze medal on the side of the ship flashing in the sun - the Rose.

It would be fine if it was a pirate. Under normal circumstances, the name given by the shipyard will not be modified as soon as it leaves the shipyard. People who have lived at sea for a long time have a deep-rooted superstition - they believe that changing the name of the ship is extremely unknown, and will have the danger of capsizing, hitting the reef, encountering bad weather, and pirates.

But the name is pretty good. The group stepped forward and someone introduced the cargo in the cabin - spices, cotton, tobacco, and barrels of honey...

Fang Xin just nodded and smiled satisfied when he saw Hadak coming out of the cabin - he put on the black robe of a Level 1 priest, of course, the Holy Emblem of the God of the Hidden Shadow would be hidden inside.

"Sir!" Hadak just bowed a little and said.

Fang Xin didn't care, so he walked to the second floor of the deck, and then said, "I'll assign it now."

Everyone was silent and waiting for the distribution. Fang Xin did not hesitate to appoint Tebi and Motste as the first mates at the same time, one was the Breaking Wave and the other was the Rose, but they allocated their men.

The captain is naturally Fang Xin. Since the two ships walked together, there was basically no problem. The Rose would follow the Pound Waves. There was naturally Fang Xin dealing with matters about the captain's authority. As for daily command, it would be enough to have a first mate.

And the new and knowledgeable man named Coel, Fang Xin immediately appointed him as the clerk, that is, the person who manages all the records and bills of the two ships.

"Give you half an hour to get familiar with it, and then you will count the goods, food, and fresh water." Fang Xin said in an orderly manner.

"Yes, Captain." Now Tebi, Motste, and Coel responded and immediately began to execute.

Hadak and Fang Xin entered the cabin. Even in the cabin, they still smelled of sea water. When they arrived at the relatively wide captain's room, Fang Xin sat down and said with a smile: "Congratulations on becoming a formal pastor, Hadak!"

"All this is God's grace." Hadak said first with a stern voice, then said with a smile: "Thank you, sir, this is our chart."

The captain's room naturally has a conference table and a rattan backrest chair around it. Hadak slowly unfolds on the conference table. This is a huge map, one-third of the continent and sea area are already included. The map is made quite exquisitely, which is more advanced than the military map purchased by Fangxin last time.

It was such a generous gift. Fang Xin nodded and smiled, saying, "Hadak, thank you."

After a pause, Fang Xin curled his smile and said, "I suddenly remembered something just now. I want to ask for information."

"Sir, please tell me!"

"Does Vincent Manley have power in this city?"

"No, at most he is only a little known to him, and there is no force." Hadak replied immediately.

"Although we can't find out the evidence, we can always know where we are and who we have. After all, we have been here for a month and the goal is fixed!" Fang Xin raised his eyebrows and said.

"This, maybe, do you mean?"

"Nothing, Vincent Manley has been with him for twenty years, not big or small, and is also a figure. He suffered this loss. The official will not say anything about it. After all, there is no evidence, but if I don't suspect me, it would be too incompetent. After all, the Golden Sheep disappeared that day, and there were not many ships in the port, and even fewer suspected." Fang Xin said frankly: "Who will really find evidence to be accused of the people on the sea? It is our best, no, and we can also make up for the losses. If it were him, I would mobilize the ships to use the opposite way at sea, and there will be a pirate. What difficulties do you think we will encounter when we go back? How many ships can he transfer and how many people can he have?"

Hadak suddenly felt some sweat. He thought about it carefully and said, "Sir, there is a possibility, but he can transfer up to three ships, and there may be more personnel."

Speaking of this, he calmed down and described it one by one on the chart, indicating that the person had four routes, and there were only eleven ships in total. Now one has been lost, at most ten. These ten are impossible to draw them to deal with them. After all, reputation and sea routes are more related to his lifeline - at most three are temporarily drawn.

However, it is very likely that some good players may be drawn on the three boats, and the number of people in each boat reaches more than 70.

Fang Xin praised him when he saw that he was a good scholar of his analysis and was truly a good scholar for his staff.

"That's three ships and two hundred people. This is really a great enemy. Our side only has 40% of the opponent's strength at most. In addition, you are a level 1 priest and I am a level 1 magician, and it can make up for half of the opponent's level." Fang Xin said with a frown.
Chapter completed!