Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 93 Pirates (Please add to your favorites)

Even though the Lesser Wizard's Hand has been completed, I'll still take advantage of the wizard's free courses.

after all,

When explaining Lesser Mage Hand, it will definitely involve the basic theoretical knowledge of various schools of thought such as 'mechanics' and 'mysticism'. This basic knowledge is not only useful for Lesser Mage Hand, but also beneficial for future cultivation of spells of the same school.

Besides, if something is free, why not take advantage of it?

time flies.

With ample medication, Karl's mental and physical abilities are slowly improving.

This visible, all-around improvement captivated him, causing him to leave the island less and less frequently, unless it was for something like witchcraft instruction where he would usually stay on the island all day.

Gradually,

He, who once gained some fame for saving his senior sister, has inevitably been forgotten.

The figures at the forefront of the Swamp Alliance are all highly talented advanced wizard apprentices.

For example: Modili, Omar...

Karl, a man of mediocre talent, with limited future potential, and a quiet nature, is easily overlooked.

When people mention him, they mostly say that he was lucky enough to become a junior wizard apprentice on an island, or that he was Sybel's junior brother.

On the contrary, Sybel, due to her frequent participation in missions and several impressive performances, especially as she is about to break through to become an advanced wizard apprentice, is becoming increasingly famous.

…………

Port of Freedom.

pharmacy.

Various herbs and materials were disassembled, ground, and mixed, and then poured into medicine bottles about the size of a thumb.

Bottles of medicine were neatly stacked, either delivered to various parts of the Chamber of Commerce or displayed for sale in shops.

In the quiet days, Aya, with her long hair tied up, skillfully busies herself, her figure constantly moving before your eyes.

Karl lay on the rocking chair, his eyes half-closed, looking relaxed as he gazed at the crimson moon in the sky.

"Aya."

He took out a high-quality beast pill, put it in his mouth, and savored it slowly like chewing a candy, casually saying:

"We've been in Free Port for over a year now, haven't we?"

"Um."

Aya stopped what she was doing, her eyes glazed over.

"Time flies. It feels like only yesterday I was in Black City, and now it's already been over a year?"

"yes!"

Karl sighed softly:

"Time flies, you're growing up so fast. Take some time to go shopping and buy some nice clothes."

Aya blushed.

When we were in Black City, it was common to go hungry or not eat at all, and it was normal to go hungry for several days.

Without nutrition, the body will naturally become thin and weak.

Now that she has enough to eat and drink every day and is getting enough nutrition, Aya's figure is gradually becoming more in line with the trends of her age.

It begins to have a shapely, uneven appearance.

"OK."

Aya pursed her lips and asked cautiously:

"What color clothes do you think would look best on me, sir?"

"Purple, I guess," Karl said casually.

"You can give it a try."

"Purple?" Aya blinked, seemingly lost in thought.

Karl took out a bright red beast pill, examined it for a moment, and then put it in his mouth.

These are beast pellets made from the flesh and blood of legendary creatures, which Jasper placed in his treasure chamber.

Come to think of it,

Even great knights rarely have the opportunity to cultivate using it.

Refining beast pills requires not only the meat of exotic beasts that contain life energy, but also various auxiliary materials.

The stronger the beast meat, the rarer the auxiliary materials required. All auxiliary materials for legendary creatures are extremely rare, so these beast pellets are also rare items.

Giant Spirit Breathing Technique!

Furnace method!

moment.

The intestines and stomach inside the body were writhing wildly, like a gluttonous beast that had been starving for a long time, rapidly devouring the incoming energy.

"boom!"

The beast pellet that entered the stomach and intestines was like a high-temperature bomb, bursting out with vast energy that surged to the limbs and bones.

Even with Karl's outstanding physique, he couldn't help but catch his breath, and a blush appeared on his skin.

He was like a giant furnace.

Aya, who was busy at work, looked puzzled, fanned her cheeks, and curiously looked outside.

In this kind of weather,

It doesn't make sense that it's so hot!

"call……"

Karl opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his breath gathered into a sword, shooting forward several meters before slowly dissipating.

"The effects are astonishing. If one can take this beast pill every day, one can quickly reach the peak of the Great Knight realm."

"Mr. Carl."

A dark shadow blocked his view of the sky. Jacqueline entered the shop and spoke respectfully:

"Sir As wishes to see you."

…………

Yas!

Henry the Eagle, the fourth elder of the Sickle Brotherhood, is a shrewd but extremely timid businessman.

When Karl first arrived at Free Port, As had tried to recruit him.

unfortunately,

Because the promised seal could not be delivered, the recruitment failed, and As hid himself and refused to show his face.

This response clearly lacks courage.

He seemed very cowardly.

However, Karl did not have any ill intentions towards him, since the inability to deliver the sign was not due to As's fault.

The two later had contact, and to express his apology, Yass sold him a lot of things at a discount, which won him some goodwill.

"Come!"

Inside a private room at the tavern, As greeted them warmly:

"This is strong liquor sold in the western dwarf settlement area. The trade routes are not doing well now, and it's becoming increasingly rare."

"Try it!"

Carl picked up his glass, took a sip, and the spicy flavor instantly filled his mouth, giving him a slightly tipsy, dizzy feeling.

"good."

"very nice!"

"Haha..." Yas laughed loudly:

"As long as you like it."

"Try the food!"

"Free Port is right next to the endless sea, and the fish processing here is probably the best in the entire country."

He greeted us warmly, introducing each dish and drink on the table.

"As".

Karl opened his mouth:

"We're already old friends, so we can speak our minds directly. There's no need to be so formal."

"Heh..." As paused, nodded, and sat down, saying:

"Karl, you've probably heard that the Dragon King of the Dragon King Merchant Guild is dead. Have you considered moving to another location?"

"The Dragon King is dead?" Karl shook his head.

"It's just a rumor."

"No." As said solemnly:

"It's not a rumor; I have received confirmation that Dragon King Zimerman is indeed dead."

"The news came from the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce itself, and it's likely to cause some turmoil within your chamber."

Such news is definitely kept under tight security. If it gets leaked by one of their own people, it's highly likely that things are already unstable inside.

"..." Karl hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and chuckled:

"Whatever!"

"I'm just a humble pharmacist, and no matter who becomes the president, my position won't change."

"Not necessarily!" As squinted.

"I remember you seem to have offended Jasper?"

"Those big shots wouldn't remember me for something so trivial," Karl laughed.

"Sigh!" Asa sighed, as if he had thought of something, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant:

"Sometimes you really shouldn't think too highly of those who are high and mighty; they might be even more petty than the average person."

"You never know when you offended him, and one day it might turn into a fatal blow."

"Oh!" Carl raised an eyebrow.

"Yas, you seem to have a lot to say about this. Have you ever been targeted?"

"Targeting?" Yass smiled wryly.

"This kind of thing happens quite often."

"Karl, the Dragon King Merchant Guild is about to fall into internal strife, and... other forces don't want to see a brand new Dragon King Merchant Guild. Your departure now can avoid a lot of trouble. The Sickle Brotherhood is an option."

"Hmm..." Karl thought for a moment:

What can you give me?

He didn't mind leaving the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce. Just as the other party said, the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce was now a huge whirlpool, and leaving as soon as possible could avoid a lot of trouble.

of course,

It also needs to be a good price.

"We can meet all the conditions the Dragon King Merchant Guild has given you, plus an extra Shadow Walker's Seal." A hint of embarrassment flashed across As's face as he said this:

"This time there will absolutely be no mistakes!"

Shadowwalker's Sign?

Karl shook his head slightly.

He had just been promoted to knight and needed a good sign to improve his strength, but things are different now.

Having inherited Adolf's legacy, Karl has no shortage of ways to deal with enemies; he has so many zero-ring spells that he doesn't know which one to choose.

and,

He is already a Grand Knight, and even with the Shadow Walker Sign, the increase in his strength will be minimal.

"As".

Picking up his glass, Karl said slowly:

"You should know very well how the market is for the potions I make, and how much profit they generate each month."

"The Shadow Walker..."

"If it's Bloodblade, I might consider it."

"Are you kidding me?" As asked, speechless.

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Bloody Blade!

The Brotherhood of Scythes possesses only a few of the most famous signets, and even his father was not qualified to refine them.

This type of seal is a superior seal, capable of even allowing a knight to kill a high-ranking knight.

That's a real shame.

Carl sighed and said:

"Actually, I have several other medicine formulas that could generate double the profits we have now."

"Perhaps more..."

He sat up straight:

"As, the Brotherhood of Scythes would be more sincere in recruiting me. I'm currently looking for my own partners."

"Oh!" As frowned.

"What you mean by sincerity is..."

"What I want," Karl said seriously.

"Superior Sign! Great Divine Grace! Legendary Creature!"

?

Yass's expression froze:

"Karl, are you kidding me?"

How many Super Grade Signs does the entire Brotherhood of Scythes possess? Even a Grand Knight might not be among them.

As for the Great Divine Grace...

He had lived for so many years and come into contact with countless precious items, but he had only seen one once when he was a child.

Legendary creature?

Each one is worth hundreds of thousands of Divine Grace Coins, and the hunting of each one means that many people lose their lives.

"I'm not joking."

Karl slowly shook his head, his expression calm:

"As, what I can offer isn't just the potions we're currently selling, but also other things..."

"You should be at your peak knight level by now, right?"

"Yes." As squinted.

"Although I am a top-tier knight, I am not good at fighting, and my strength is not even comparable to some ordinary knights."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Have you ever thought about becoming a Grand Knight one day?" Karl looked at the other person and spoke slowly.

As his voice faded, a powerful and majestic aura slowly emerged from his body.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Jacqueline, sweating profusely, rushed in, saying urgently:

"Something terrible has happened! Someone is causing trouble at Mr. Carl's shop."

"Um?"

Karl frowned, and his aura instantly subsided:

"I'll go take a look."

As opened his mouth and reached out to stop him, but before he could speak, Karl had already pushed the door open and left.

"That aura just now..."

As he watched Karl's retreating figure, Yass's eyes filled with doubt:

"illusion?"

"It must be an illusion!"

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Aya lowered her body and rushed forward quickly.

Over the past year, in addition to learning potion-making skills from Karl, she has also learned breathing techniques.

With the help of the beast, she was already a knight's squire.

"Whoosh!"

With a light tap of his foot, he moved forward several meters in an instant, and several more arrows appeared where he had just landed.

"Who fired the arrow?"

"Alive!"

A voice roared from the pursuing troops behind:

"Don't you understand the concept of capturing prisoners alive?!"

"This girl knows how to make potions, and they cost more than all of our potions combined. If we hurt her, we won't be able to explain ourselves to our superiors."

The roars grew closer.

Aya's face was gloomy. As she charged forward, she took out a bottle of medicine from her waist and swallowed it, which suddenly increased her speed.

Lightness Potion!

It was a magical potion that could increase a person's speed, but it was very expensive, and she had never been willing to take it.

"Sister Aya!"

Just then, shouts came from ahead, and Lyon and several burly men appeared at the end of the street, rushing towards them.

At the same time, he shouted loudly:

"Who are you? How dare you hunt down the apothecaries of the Dragon King Merchant Guild?"

Lyon is no longer the frail boy he once was, but a powerful knight squire with magical powers.

The people around him were all former refugees from Black City, many of whom had received financial assistance from Aya.

Upon seeing Aya being chased, he was filled with rage.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the pursuers decisively retreated, but their cold gazes indicated that this matter would not end there.

"Sister Aya!"

"Huff..." Aya gasped for breath and waved her hand.

"Let's go to Susan's shop first. Something's not right. These people aren't afraid of the Dragon King Merchant Guild?"

"Yes." Lyon nodded hurriedly:

"Find Sister Susan first."

A group of people hurried to the shop located in the heart of the vanilla market, where a large crowd had already gathered.

The crowd looked flustered and whispered among themselves, trying to find out what was going on.

Surrounded by the crowd, Susan kept comforting others and didn't even have time to notice them.

"Sister Aya."

Lyon whispered:

"It seems that your area wasn't the only place attacked; other places were too. This was an organized and premeditated operation."

"Who could it be?"

There are only two organizations in the entire Free Port that dare to take action against the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce and have the strength to do so.

The key is,

Why?

The Dragon King Chamber of Commerce is quite powerful; even if the other two forces joined forces, they might not be able to take it down easily.

Even if we force our way in, it would be a losing proposition.

unless……

"There are problems within the chamber of commerce!"

Aya's mind raced, and she said:

"It seems the rumors are true. Dragon King Zimerman is dead, Miss Lula is too young, and the two vice presidents don't get along..."

For an instant.

The rumors circulating in the market, Karl's ambiguous words and careful instructions, all became clear.

At this time.

"Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly came from outside the door.

"Listen up, Dragon King Chamber of Commerce members! Don't think that just because you have a large number of people, you can avoid paying back your debts."

The roar was like thunder.

It was as if a muffled thunderclap had exploded in their ears; everyone in the room turned pale, and some even collapsed to the ground.

"You owe me 200,000 Divine Grace Coins from two years ago, and you've been dragging your feet on paying it back. How long do you intend to keep putting it off?"

"Susan!"

"Get out here!"

The enormous roar shook the entire shop, sending dust flying and igniting the anger of the crowd.

"Who?"

"How dare you!"

"How dare they cause trouble at the Dragon King Merchant Guild's shop!"

"superior!"

As the crowd rushed out of the shop, the group on the outermost edge began to fight, using fists, feet, and weapons.

No matter what.

"Crackling and popping..."

"Bang!"

With a series of muffled thuds, the area in front of the shop suddenly became empty, and the people who had rushed forward were sent flying back one after another.

This even included two knights.

Those who are thrown back will suffer minor injuries such as torn flesh, or even worse, cough up blood upon landing and break several bones.

"hiss……"

Someone gasped in shock:

"It's the Demon Dragon Dewitt. I didn't expect him to actually come ashore and dare to provoke the Dragon King Merchant Guild?"

The man standing in front of the door was over two meters tall, with well-defined muscles all over his body. His bare upper body was covered with scars, and his messy blond hair added to his unruly and wild appearance.

He carried a knife on his back; the knife was strangely shaped, like the tooth of some kind of wild animal.

Although he was alone, he showed no fear in the face of the crowd that surrounded him, and even seemed disdainful.

Demon Dragon Devitt!

A notorious pirate!

He made a living by plundering merchant ships on the endless sea, and his giant shuttle pirate ship was a nightmare for many fishermen.

The number of people who died at his hands is countless.

Such people,

In a free port, he should be universally condemned, but he not only dared to show his face, but also provoked the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce.

"DeWitt!"

Susan parted the crowd, her eyes cold:

"I think you're really tired of living, daring to cause trouble for our Dragon King Merchant Guild!"

"One thing at a time." DeWitt scoffed.

"Two years ago, your Dragon King Merchant Guild asked me to deal with a cargo ship belonging to the Sea God Society. I actually did it, but you're denying it now."

"That's two hundred thousand Divine Grace Coins..."

"Since you won't give it to me, I'll just have to come and get it myself."

"Whoosh..."

The crowd erupted in uproar.

This is a herb market, bustling with people.

Someone else has come to provoke the Dragon King Merchant Guild's shop. A crowd had already gathered around, and people couldn't help but whisper among themselves upon hearing this.

The private conflicts between the three major forces are common knowledge, but no one has dared to bring them up in the open.

No one thought that the Demon Dragon Dewitt was lying; given his status and the things he did, there was no need for him to.

The Dragon King Merchant Guild actually hired pirates to fight against the Sea God Society?

"nonsense!"

Susan's expression changed drastically, and she angrily said:

"That's absolutely not true!"

"You think you can just say no and then it's no?" DeWitt's eyes widened.

"Two hundred thousand Divine Grace Coins is not a small amount. If it's not repaid in two years, it'll easily double in value with interest, right?"

"Since your chamber of commerce is unwilling to pay, then use this shop as collateral, including the people working there."

"you……"

He pointed at Susan, a strange smile on his face:

"You have a great figure, stay and warm my bed."

De Witt spent half his life at sea, and although he was free and unrestrained, he had had enough of that kind of life.

Who doesn't want to eat well, live well, and have fun?

Now that someone has given him this opportunity to settle legitimately in the free port, he immediately agreed.

"fart!"

Susan angrily said:

"Go to hell!"

Swish!

The scimitar cleaved through the air, heading straight for De Wit.

"good!"

DeWitt narrowed his eyes and grinned maliciously.

"Spicy enough, that's what makes it flavorful. Women like this are much more interesting to play with in bed."

"when……"

He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and struck at the incoming scimitar, his flesh and blood actually knocking the scimitar away.

Susan's expression changed drastically, her body went out of control and she lost her balance, watching helplessly as the other person reached out to hug her.

"stop!"

A man rushed out from the crowd, holding a harpoon. With a slight flick of his wrist, he thrust it out with lightning speed.

The sharp, piercing sound sent chills down one's spine.

Peak Knight!

As the Dragon King Merchant Guild's main shop in the Herb Market, it has always been guarded by a top-tier knight.

"Um?"

DeWitt's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to shove Susan away. With a jolt, the curved blade on his back flew out on its own.

"interesting."

"I'll play with you!"

"when……"

With a gentle slash, the scimitar blocked the harpoon.

The Dragon King Merchant Guild's top knight's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around, his harpoon flashing, instantly creating a sky full of harpoon shadows.

But the next moment.

A strangely shaped scimitar easily sliced ​​through the fork shadow, as if it were in an empty place, and struck him in the chest.

"puff!"

The Dragon King Merchant Guild's top knight coughed up blood and staggered back, his eyes filled with horror. Before he could regain his composure, he felt a pain in his neck, and then his gaze moved uncontrollably, revealing a headless corpse.

Headless corpse?

who is it?

It was me all along...

Suddenly, a realization dawned on me, and my consciousness was plunged into endless darkness.

"Oh……"

DeWitt shook his head with a disdainful expression:

"So weak!"

"It seems the Dragon King Merchant Guild really has no one left. In that case, I might as well take over the management of the shop."

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the group of people in front of the shop, DeWitt raised an eyebrow:

"Do you have any objections?"

Susan's face paled, and the others instinctively avoided her gaze, slowly backing away.

"That's more like it!"

DeWitt nodded in satisfaction at the crowd's reaction and moved closer step by step.

"From now on, you'll all be my people. Bring me the items from the shop so I can take a look."

Another point is made to Susan:

"you!"

"Prepare some snacks and drinks for me."

"..." Susan's face was stiff, her teeth were clenched, and the veins on her hand holding the scimitar were bulging.

"Um?"

DeWitt's face darkened, and he swung his hand, slapping the other person across the face.

"You bitch, what kind of attitude is that!"

"Snapped!"

Susan staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Sister Susan!"

"Shopkeeper!"

"..."

Everyone was furious at the sight, but none of them dared to meet DeWitt's gaze.

The Demon Dragon's fearsome reputation is deeply ingrained in people's minds, and even the peak knights are no match for it, so who else would dare to step forward?

"What happened?"

Just then, a calm voice rang out:

"Aya, are you alright?"

Karl parted the crowd and walked toward the shop, his gaze sweeping over everyone before landing on Aya, his expression slightly relaxed.

He rushed to the shop after receiving the news, only to find that the shop had been vandalized and Aya was not there.

I came here because I remembered what I had told them before.

really.

Aya is here.

However, the situation here is also somewhat unfavorable.

"Uncle Carl!"

"Karl!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Aya's face lit up with joy, while Susan's eyes flickered slightly before dimming again.

"Another one?" Demon Dragon Dewitt chuckled.

"Brought here to their deaths?"

"Sending them to their deaths?" Karl frowned. Although he didn't know what had happened, he instantly pieced together what had happened in his mind.

"No!"

"I've come to present a gift, a...gift for a future business partner." He smiled.

"Your head is perfect for the job."

"Hmm?" Demon Dragon DeWitt's expression darkened.

"court death!"

Swish!

The strange curved blade flashed suddenly, instantly covering a distance of nearly ten meters, its blade light pressing against Karl's neck.

"when……"

A collision sound rang out.

A broadsword was held horizontally in front of the scimitar.

"boom!"

Two terrifying auras suddenly surged forth.

"Great Knight!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

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