Mages Are Too OP

Seeing that the patrol team kept their eyes open, they walked past him and the others with straight steps.

After a while, Vincent said: "It's real, in this blue water port, at least the sheriff is a player, and the tax officer doesn't know."

"Do you want to meet?" Liz jumped out of the carriage: "It stands to reason that this is his territory. It's rude not to meet?"

Roland waved his hand: "No need, we're not here to make trouble. If everyone here goes to meet the players in power, wouldn't I be annoying to death in Delbon City?"

Vincent smiled.

Liz thought it was quite reasonable, she was used to being a priest of the Water God Cult.

Because there is a rule in the Water God Cult, if the priest of the Water God special goes to other cities, if there is a temple of the Water God Cult in the city, they must report it.

This is a measure to grasp the movements of the priests of the Water God Cult. After all, there are few people in the Water God Cult. If something happens to the priest, you can know where he finally appeared, and it is relatively easy to check.

Although the priests of the Water God Sect are all fighting madmen, they are quite united and friendly inside.

Several people found a hotel to stay, put the carriage away, rested for a day, and then asked the owner in the hotel how to rent a boat in the blue water port.

The kind of big ship that does not need freight, only needs to be able to carry seven or eight people.

As a result, the boss pulled him aside and whispered: "The boss of the port is Kempfa with a white beard. If it is a powerful caravan and owns a ship, he will at most receive a little shipping tax from you, but if only a few people want to Leaving from the blue water port from the ship is not so simple. Especially you have very beautiful family members, which is very dangerous. "

Roland frowned: "Could it be that the sheriff in this city doesn't care?"

"Of course, the new sheriff is really good, and the city's law and order is much better now." The boss sighed: "But it's really troublesome at the port, and there are more than a dozen professionals under the White Beard Kempfa. , there are hundreds of good seamen, the blue water port has been controlled by him, and even the sheriff has nothing to do with them for the time being."

After listening to the boss's words, Roland thought for a while and said, "Looks like we really have to meet the sheriff."

The other three also sighed at the same time.

Afterwards, the four of them went to the city hall. As soon as they reported their identity as the Son of Gold, they were invited by the guards. They seemed to have known how many of them would come.

Entering the room, Roland and the four just sat down for a while, when a woman with a strong back but beautiful eyes walked in.

Looking at her style of painting, Roland and others knew that this was another 'magic battle'.

Also known as 'battlefield commanders', high charisma can learn a lot of good commanding skills, and good physique can give them good survivability and fighting ability on the battlefield.

If the pure warrior is the strength of the individual, then the charm war relies more on the strength of the team.

As soon as the woman came in, both Vincent and Liz exclaimed, "Brinda, why are you?"

The woman named Brinda smiled at the two of them, then looked at Roland: "It's finally time for you, Roland."

Roland was stunned for a moment, and there was a clue in his head. He slapped his thigh sharply: "Fucked, that guy Hawke deliberately led me here."

Vincent and Liz are a little confused.

Brinda laughed: "As expected of the Master, this reaction speed is indeed fast. Yes, we deliberately brought you here, but we didn't lie to you, a certain island in the sea is indeed sealed. A blue fire sword."

Andona pulled Roland's arm: "What's wrong? How did Hawke lie to us? Isn't the sword real?"

The phrase "big boobs and no brains" is universal.

Roland sighed and said, "They are all from a trade union. I guess Hawke and Link have stayed here for a while before, but you can't do anything about the evil forces in the port, so you use the blue fire sword. Bring us here."

Blinda poured a glass of fruit in her own hands, and put it in front of Roland with both hands: "Hawk, there is no way, after all, some time ago, the members of our Silver Wing Guild had an unpleasant quarrel with you, so of course I asked you to come and help. I can’t say it, but I will give you some information, you have good equipment, and in the process of acquiring equipment, isn’t it normal game behavior to deal with mobs and do some quests?”

Roland shook his head helplessly, and after a while, he laughed again.

Hawke played a little trick, but it wasn't annoying.

The information given by the other party is true. Although they use their doubts a bit, a piece of equipment that may be epic is handed over to others, which is enough to show their sincerity.

"Then talk to us about the origin of the Whitebeard Kempfah in this port."

"So you're willing to help?" Brinda's eyes lit up.

Roland nodded.

Things have come to this, if you don't help, you have to help, don't you have to go all the way for nothing?

"Thank you." Brinda smiled.

Then she recounted the situation at the port.

It turned out that the actual control of the port of the Blue Water Harbor was not in the hands of the city owner of the Blue Water Harbor.

Although the city lord has a lot of troops, he is actually not good at naval warfare. More than 30 years ago, Kempfa brought six warships to the blue water port and knocked down the port, but they did not attack the city lord's mansion. City can't.

On the other side of the City Lord's Mansion, the six battleships are also Muggles.

The two sides have been deadlocked with each other for several years, and after losing a lot of people, they acquiesced to a rule.

Bluewater's tax is one-half, and the merchant's part belongs to the Whitebeard Kemp law.

When the goods arrive on the shore, the tax will be collected again, which belongs to the City Lord's Mansion.

If it's nothing to simply collect taxes, the problem is that Kemp's work often pushes the envelope.

From time to time, while the city guards are not paying attention, they arrest some women in the city as female slaves and sell them to other seaport cities.

And the security in the area near the port is very poor.

From time to time there will be incidents such as burning and looting.

Brinda said: "After I took over the post of sheriff, I confronted Kempfa's people no less than 20 times, losing more and winning less. Fortunately, I was immortal, so I barely maintained the status quo, and even recovered some of the people who were killed by him. The eroded area, but it can only be done to this extent, even with the help of Hawke and Link. The other party is very cunning, and when the situation is wrong, they return to the warship, and then start to close the port, and finally we have to go to the bottom of our mouths. Negotiate and apologize."

"So you want me to blow up his boat?"

"Yes." Brinda nodded. "This is extremely difficult for other people, but for a high-altitude bomber like you, it's a simple effort."

"Okay, tell me what those warships look like."

Brinda was overjoyed: "It's easy to recognize, their warships are very large, parked outside the port, there are six, and there is a white-bearded old man's logo painted on the sails.

Roland pointed to the table: "Pour a glass of hot wine, and I'll be back when I go."

Then he turned and left the room.

Vincent took a deep breath: "This scene is very familiar to me."

Brinda also felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

At this time, Lizi said faintly: "Guan Gong warms wine and kills Hua Xiong!"

After being stunned for a while, Vincent was furious, and slapped the table heavily: "I'm too pretentious, too TM to make people enviable, damn, I really want to be so handsome! Why can't I, why!"