Path of Light.

Chapter 926 925. Slave Trader
On this chart of the Mensa Strait, Roy drew a red circle around the port of the Gulf of Aden.

Roy looked at the orc Sayil and asked him:
"Although the orcs have given up their control of the sea, will they give the land of Mensa Plain to the gray dwarves?"

Sayil was a very strong man with muscular upper body. He walked from the door to the front of the chart and explained to Roy:
“It’s not given to them, it’s borrowed from them.

The Duergar's Knee was plunged into chaos, and both the Orc Tribe and the Dwarf Kingdom sent troops to reinforce Duergar.

Because they are worried that after the Dark Army completely occupies Durrag, the war will spread to the Mensa Plain and the Dwarf Kingdom..."

Sael picked up a pen and drew a line from the location of Durrag's Knee, which continued to the Gulf of Aden, then connected to the island of Kui, and then extended south to the east of the Lost Sea. He continued:

"It's just that the situation in Dulag is not optimistic.

A large number of gray dwarves were in a negative mood. Their people were massacred by the Dark Legion at the beginning of the war.

Later, many gray dwarves lost their will to resist and wanted to move their homes to the warmer south. "

Sayer drew all the way to the bottom edge of the chart and said to Roy:

"For this reason, the gray dwarves sent a large number of three-masted sailing ships to search southward along the west coast of the Elven Continent. They found an island called Garo in the Seven Realm Sea. Now a large number of gray dwarves have migrated there."

"The number of gray dwarves left in Durrag's Knee is less than one-tenth of the total number of gray dwarves. These gray dwarves are currently concentrated in the northwest corner of Durrag's Knee, which is close to the Frozen Sea and is the last piece of land for the gray dwarves in Durrag."

"If the gray dwarves want to migrate south, they actually need to build a large number of ships to travel by sea. There are many supply points along the way. The Gulf of Aden and Kuei Island are both supply points for the gray dwarves to migrate south. The Gulf of Aden on the Mensa Plain is also a transit station that the gray dwarf king borrowed from the orc tribe."

"It's just that after they occupied the Gulf of Aden, they felt that the bay was very rich and didn't want to return the land to the orcs."

Speaking of this, Sayil's eyes were full of hatred and disgust, and he pursed his thick lips and said:

"The Orc Tribe also had a large number of troops stationed in Durlag's Knee, so they did not take back the Gulf of Aden from the Gray Dwarves..."

Roy patted his forehead. If those imperial merchants colluded with the gray dwarf northern fleet in the Gulf of Aden after entering the Mensa Strait, it would be very difficult to rescue those half-elves from them.

Maybe we will have to go to war with the Gray Dwarfs’ Northern Fleet. Although the mine guards are constantly expanding, there is still some gap compared to the Gray Dwarfs’ Northern Fleet…

"Do you think those imperial merchants will stop their merchant ships full of half-elves in the Gulf of Aden?"

Roy kept looking at the map and asking Miss Tiffany questions.

Miss Tiffany sat on the sofa nearby, and Moira sat next to her. She rested her hand on her chin and thought for a moment before she said:

"I don't think so. They can't possibly spit out the fat meat they have eaten into the bowls of those gray dwarves. Those imperial merchants want to pass through the Mensa Strait, but they will never stop at the Gulf of Aden."

Roy rubbed his temple and agreed:
"That's right. Those slave ships will never stop at the Gulf of Aden."

"Perhaps these imperial merchant ships are preparing to transport the supplies on board to the Gulf of Aden, but those slave traders will not be there."

Then he asked the orc guide:

"Saier, you are familiar with the Mensa Strait. If you were the captain, which route would you take to sail north?"

Sayil stood in front of the chart, holding his chin with one hand, and thought seriously for a moment before saying:
"If it were me, I would choose to sail from here to the Book Islands, to Fallin, and then to Naantali Island. There is a continuous ocean current that flows slowly northward on this route. Even in windless weather, the sailboat can drift north with this ocean current. You can also see many islands along the way without deviating from the route."

Sayil was obviously very familiar with the Mensa Strait and spoke casually while pointing to the island on the map.

Roy nodded...

The Mensa Strait was much larger than he had imagined, almost wider than the west coast of the Elf Continent.

These imperial merchants are scattered across this sea area. It is not an easy task to find all those merchant ships...

……

In a cabin where a group of imperial merchants were held captive, a half-elf guard opened the wooden door, and a foul smell of feces and urine wafted out.

There were some breadfruit cores scattered on the floor. The air in the room was foul and the imperial merchants were in low spirits. It was hot and humid here and some obese imperial merchants had red rashes on their bodies.

They saw Roy standing at the door, and almost all the merchants raised their heads and looked at Roy.

Roy waved to a half-elf guard and asked him to bring a chair over.

Roy did not go into the smelly room, but just sat on a chair at the door of the cabin.

"I know what you are thinking, and I want to tell you some of my thoughts."

Roy said in Elvish.

He didn't care whether those imperial merchants could understand him or not.

"Ransom for freedom doesn't work with me. You may not know me well. I am the owner of a mine in the Partington plane. I have no shortage of magic crystals. You plan to use magic crystals to exchange for freedom. It's obvious that you look down on me."

Hearing Roy say this, the faces of these imperial merchants turned a little ugly...

Roy continued to flip through the parchment book in his hand and said to the merchants:

"You came to the Elf Continent to do business. This has nothing to do with me, but you shouldn't use my name to deceive half-blood elves and try to transport them to Roland Continent."

A middle-aged imperial businessman took the opportunity to say:
"Boss Roy, we are not trafficking in half-elves. I guess you must have checked. The cargo hold on the ship is full of supplies..."

"Don't say you didn't!"

Roy interrupted him domineeringly.

"Not only did I intercept your ship this time, but I will also intercept those slave ships on the sea..."

"I think it's time for you to think about your future."

"Because even if you don't tell me now, I still have a way to find those slave trading ships."

"When the time comes, I will find those slave ships in my own way, and learn from other imperial merchants that you are connected to the slave ships. Guess how I will deal with you?"

"I will lock you up on Kui Island. Most of you will probably do hard labor on Kui Island for the rest of your lives."

"Some of you may tell me that you are innocent, but you have to tell me who is not innocent!"

"If you can speak up now, I might be able to give you a chance to redeem your freedom..."

After saying that, Roy left the stinking cabin again. The half-elf guards had no intention of interrogating these imperial merchants. They simply locked the heavy wooden door again, and soon the cabin returned to silence.

The merchants of the empire began to discuss in low voices:

"Do you think this Boss Roy is trying to defraud us? In fact, he didn't get any answers from us, so he wants to get the answers from us?"

"I heard that he has been questioning a lot of crew members recently. The one who interrogated these crew members is a witch who has the ability to foresee the future and peek into the past..."

"Maybe they have got some information. If we don't tell them, we will dig stones on Kui Island. Do you think anyone will want to rescue us if we dig stones on Kui Island?"

"Absolutely not."

"Then why should we keep these secrets for them?" "..."

……

In a cabin on the first floor of the ship, Frodin's hands and feet were chained to a thick wooden bed.

He looked around vigilantly, fearing that the siren witch who sang lullabies would appear again.

His nerves were stretched to the limit, his eyes were bloodshot, and he felt sleepy in waves, even having all kinds of hallucinations.

But he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that the siren witch would emerge from his dreams.

"You are already very sleepy, why don't you take a nap? Just close your eyes and you will fall asleep soon..."

A whispering sound appeared in Frodin's ears, and even a sweet breeze blew across his face.

Olive leaned on the edge of the bed with her hands, looking at Frodin who was tied to the wooden bed with a smile, trying to hypnotize him.

As a second-level warrior, Frodin has been fighting against the Siren Witch with his powerful mental strength...

"What do you want to know?" Frodin asked with all his strength.

Olive asked softly:
"Where are you merchant ships going?"

Frodin forced himself to respond: "Didn't I tell you? Gulf of Aden! We are heading to the Gulf of Aden..."

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Olive murmured something, and Frodin looked like he was about to faint.
But he gritted his teeth and refused to say anything.

……

Roy stayed on three imperial merchant ships for two days and finally received good news.

A young imperial businessman couldn't stand the bottom cabin, and he was the first businessman to stand up and express his desire to negotiate with Roy.

So he was brought out from the bottom cabin by the half-elf guards and stood on the deck, dirty all over, waiting to be summoned by Boss Roy.

Several half-elf guards brought two buckets of water and poured them on him, making his whole body feel refreshed and cleaner.

The young imperial merchant sat down on the floor, gasping for breath, his body soaking wet...

"We will meet in Farin. Some merchant ships with insufficient supplies will be waiting for us in the Farin Islands."

The imperial businessman spoke to Roy quickly when he saw him for the first time.

Roy stood at the door of the captain's room, holding the railing with both hands, looking down at him...

"Rodhart, you go to the Farin Islands immediately and investigate the situation there. Sabrina, you take the Griffin Cavalry Brigade and ride on Rodhart's magic airship."

Roy said to the captain's room.

"Okay, boss!"

Rodhart agreed with a grin.

Roy turned around, nodded to the imperial businessman, and said:
"I need to verify it immediately. You can live in the upper cabin during this period. As long as it is verified that what you said is true, I will sentence you lightly when the merchant ship returns to Kui Island... In addition, I will allow you to pay a ransom in exchange for your freedom."

The young imperial merchant wanted to stand up from the wet deck, but his legs seemed to be out of control and he couldn't stand up no matter how hard he tried.

"If you provide false information, you will lose your only chance to tell the truth to me."

Roy said to the young Imperial businessman.

The young imperial businessman nodded rapidly, indicating that he understood.

……

A magic airship descended from the clouds and floated less than 200 meters above the sea. Right below the magic airship, an imperial merchant ship was sailing on the sea, braving the wind and waves...

Several griffin riders flew out from the deck and circled over the large imperial merchant ship.

The griffin riders finally found an imperial merchant ship. Just now they saw some half-elves running out of the cabin to take a walk on the deck.

But in the blink of an eye, those half-elves disappeared.

The Griffin Riders have realized that they have caught a big fish. This imperial merchant ship may be what Boss Roy is looking for.

The mercenaries on the ship stood in every corner of the merchant ship with weapons in hand.

At this moment, they were looking at the magic airship floating above their heads with despair in their hearts. What made them even more desperate were the griffin cavalrymen who actually fired rockets at the imperial merchant ship in mid-air.

Clusters of rockets fell from the sky and landed precisely on the sails.

That’s how the fire on the ship started. The crew members on the Imperial merchant ship fought like crazy to put out the fire, but the arsonist was in the sky, and the fire could not be completely extinguished...

The sails on the five masts were completely burned, and even the masts were burnt to a crisp...

The magic airship is still suspended in the air...

The griffin cavalrymen were replaced in waves, and they did not launch any surprise attacks on the imperial merchant ships. They stopped attacking after setting the sails on fire.

Soon a white flag was raised on the main mast of the imperial merchant ship. The merchant ship surrendered so easily.

The Griffin Riders were about to land on the Imperial merchant ship, but were stopped by Sabrina...

This imperial merchant ship had no sails and could only float on the sea.

The two sides were in a stalemate from day to night, and after another night, more magic airships caught up from behind.

Five magic airships landed on the sea at the same time. The sides of the ships were covered with half-elves holding bows and arrows. The giant whaling crossbows on the ships were also aimed at the imperial merchant ships. The imperial merchants on the merchant ships held white flags and waved them towards the sky.

The magic airship slowly approached the imperial merchant ship. The half-elf crew members set up a wooden ladder on the imperial merchant ship and climbed onto the other ship one after another.

A group of imperial merchants stood on the deck with tears in their eyes, looking at the angry half-elf crew in front of them, and no one dared to say a word.

Roy brought Woods to the imperial merchant ship. The half-elf crew had tied up all the mercenary members and imperial crew members on the ship...

A group of half-blood elves came out from the cabin below the deck one after another. They looked at their half-blood elf compatriots on the deck and the trembling imperial men squatting in the corner in amazement, and asked with confused eyes:

"Who can tell me what happened?"

"Yes! They are taking us to Kuei Island. How did you capture them all? Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)