/

The luminous dust that floats and sinks in the bottle is the "evil dust" that Alvin once dreamed of.

However, just two months ago, I got a part by chance from the indigenous Yucatan tribe, and not long after that, another one appeared.

Even if the New World is rich in all kinds of spiritual beings, it can't be so casual, right?

And from Nekado's tone, it seems that the bottle of "evil dust" comes from the same tribe?

"Captain, I feel like we are in trouble.

I don’t know why, but when our people went to trade with them again some time ago with goods, they found that the entire camp of the Yucatan tribe had been deserted.

Not even any information was left for us, only this was found in the longhouse of the tribal leader Apsowa.

Because you got something similar last time after you eliminated the evil spirit 'Pocatello' that lost a child, so I want you to see if there are any clues."

While talking, Niccardo was also a little worried. The Yucatan tribe is related to the supply of a large part of his fur trade.

Now if you leave without saying goodbye, how can you continue the fur trade in the future?

After hearing his words, Alvin did not immediately study what was special about the bottle of "evil dust". Instead, he lit up all the hanging wind chimes planted in the captain's cabin.

After carefully staring at Nekado's recently haggard face for a while, he frowned slightly and asked:

"Mr. Director, have you not been sleeping well recently, and have you often heard some inexplicable noises?"

Ai Wen was a little worried when he saw it. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, feeling a little unsure:

"I guess so, my neck has been feeling a little heavy lately.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently and encountered this weird thing again. It's normal to not have a good rest.

There are several company employees in my department who are exhausted and even took sick leave.

It’s not as good as my body! Hahaha”

After hearing his narration, Aiwen had already confirmed his guess.

Suddenly he reached out and snapped his fingers.

Snapped

crackling

Nekado immediately trembled all over, his body crackled as if there was electricity, and even his hair stood on end.

"Captain Alvin, what are you doing?"

The numb tongue has not been straightened yet.

ah!

A harsh and short scream sounded in the captain's cabin and disappeared instantly.

“There were some things that were not very clean before, but now they are fine.

Here’s a piece of advice for you, don’t worry about your fur anymore.

There may be someone more powerful than Pocatello, the evil spirit who lost his son, who has been to the Yucatan tribe.

Just a little bit of aura can reach this level. If you try to pursue it any longer, it might really cost you your life.

Go to the church and ask a priest who is at least a priest to perform a purification ceremony for everyone who has been to the Yucatan tribe."

"A more terrifying evil spirit?"

Nekado, who finally realized what Ivan had just done, couldn't help but tremble.

While his face turned paler, he never dared to mention the word Yucatan tribe again.

After several ships completed the transfer of supplies.

Watching the three merchant ships and the worried Necardo leave in a hurry.

Aiwen looked at the bottle of "Evil Spirit Dust" in his hand that he exchanged with Nekado for several "Silver Talisman", and he felt that things might be a little tricky.

In the fur trade, it is not only the Donglunzhi Company that is the beneficiary, but the win-win cooperation between Yucatan and Donglunzhi.

If the Yucatan tribe had repelled the more powerful "evil spirits" and left calmly, it must not have left any information behind.

Judging from the clues we have now, the situation of the Yucatan tribe is obviously not good.

but.

This news has no impact on Ivan for the time being. He has no interests involved in Yucatan and lacks the motivation to pursue the subsequent truth.

Especially now that I have a mission, at least until I decide on the ownership of the Potosi Silver Mine, or I get an order from the top, I can't get away to do other things.

The duration of the "Silver War" is currently beyond the control of anyone, including the top figures in various countries who made the decision to "start the war".

For the time being, I can only silently hope that Nekado can find a new source of goods as soon as possible, or form his own hunting team like the North West Fur Goods Company.

After the last loot trade.

Only a few days passed that allowed Alvin to leisurely conduct research on witchcraft.

The two battleships "Stormhorn" and "Endeavour", which had been wandering near the supply line, finally welcomed the first batch of support fleets from other colonies of Silius.

At the same time, he finally faced his biggest challenge, which was also his first head-to-head confrontation with the most powerful navy in the world.

"Attention all units! New targets have appeared, prepare for battle!"

Looking at the menacing and powerful fleet two hundred kilometers away, after repeated reconnaissance to determine the opponent's strength, they did not choose to retreat this time.

Although it cannot be easy, after weighing it with the officers on the ship and the "Endeavor", they all feel that it can be fought!

As soldiers in the country's rising stage, they cannot be afraid of war.

And if they can kill or capture this fleet, even if they lose the "Silver War" that ultimately involves huge wealth, their achievements will still be difficult to erase!

Finally, Ivan, as the fleet commander, issued the order:

"Fuck him!"

The New World is a gourd shape with long poles from north to south. The thinnest part in the middle is less than 700 kilometers. It is called the Isthmus of Balboa and is composed of rainforests, mountains, inland seas, and rivers.

However, even in the middle of such complex terrain, there is no way for ships to pass, and there is no way to connect the east and west coasts.

Most of Cyrus's colonies were located on the west coast of the continent.

Usually, they usually transport the gold and silver produced by Secret Dragon and New Silius via sea route to Balboa City on the side of the Broken Star Sea.

Then they were transported by mules and horses through the tropical jungle of the Isthmus of Balboa, to the golden seaside Port of Dios, and then transported back to the country by sea.

The goods are pretty good.

But if the fleet of ships wanted to get from the west coast of the New World to the east coast, they could only cross the vast sea and pass through Cape Froude at the southernmost point, and then circle around little by little along the coastline of the New World.

Fleets were sent from the northernmost Vice-Kingdom of New Silius and even the nearby Vice-Kingdom of New Granada.

Even with favorable winds and rivers, it would take a full two months to circumvent the entire southern part of the New World and reach Fort Navidad on the "Golden Sea".

This is also the closest naval base in Silius to the Potosi silver mines.

The second closest one is the Viceroyal District of La Plata, which is actually the farthest geographically and is located at the southernmost tip of the New World.

Although part of the territory of this colony is on the east coast, it will take about a month for reinforcements to sail to the "Golden Sea", and another 20 days to set off from the Golden Sea.

So a full month after the sea supply line blockade started, Alvin and the others finally received a rescue fleet that came all the way from the Vice King of La Plata area.

In fact, if it hadn't been for the unexpected leak of intelligence from the vanguard, they wouldn't have had to mobilize their troops in such a hurry.

It is entirely possible to establish an outpost on Potosi Island, deploy military forces calmly, and then combine the power of the four deputy king districts to crush it with dignity.

It was the unexpected exposure of Silver Island that added endless variables and pulled this "Silver War" into a stalemate.

It also gave Ai Wen and the others a chance to fish in troubled waters.

A group of officers in crisp navy uniforms have come to the poop for a pre-war meeting.

"There is actually a third-level ship of Cyrus?

Your Excellency, Captain! Conventional combat power is not a big problem.

However, according to the tradition of Cyrus, large battleships such as third-level ships are usually equipped with patriarch-level (extraordinary second-level) clergy of the Church of Eternal Fire.

At critical moments, the clergy may also provide various spell countermeasures capabilities, so we must be careful."

Boris, who has been fully integrated into the "Storm Horn", has the special authority opened by Ivan for him, and has already made full use of the powerful intelligence capabilities on this ship.

The first time he saw the other party, he already pointed out to Alvin the most likely mistakes in this ambush battle based on his own experience.

"Okay, I know!"

I didn't ask how Boris gained all this experience. On the frontal battlefield, the disguised privateer fleet had been serving in the New World for twenty years, and there were too many possibilities for conflicts.

After hearing his advice, Alvin was only eager to give it a try.

He gently rubbed the "acorn" he wore around his neck. Of course, the opponent of spells could only be spells. The time had come to verify the results of his research during this period.

In the distance, the Cyrus fleet, the flagship "Stardenburg".

"Your Majesty Captain! Why don't we wait for the supply fleet of Fort Navidad to set off together?
To be continued...