Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Far Harbor City, Golden Bay.

Three armed merchant ships flying the flag of the Broken Isles twelfth-ringed star are being inspected.

The rebels composed of the navies of the three countries carefully searched the cargo and all members of the merchant ship with search spells and alienated hounds. Contraband, dangerous goods, and hidden personnel were all checked.

The sailors from the Broken Isles cooperated throughout the whole process. They disarmed all self-defense weapons long before they entered Goethe's territorial waters. After all, the purpose of this time was not war. Congrats to the ruler.

A young man in a purple tuxedo was standing at the bow of the boat, his hair was neatly combed and he wore a black tall hat. The cane in his left hand lightly tapped the deck, and his right hand supported the slightly undulating boat edge and looked out. The Knight Astolfo in the distance.

It was already the most eye-catching miraculous landmark in Far Harbor City.

A dragon-slaying battleship made of steel.

Since the end of the Battle of Far Harbor, people from all over the world have poured in every day, and they followed the locals and watched the sacred and noble battleship in the Golden Bay pier area.

The silver hull shone brilliantly in the sunlight, and the whole hull showed a sharp and concise sense of edge, as if it was a blade cutting into the blue waves, giving people a kind of iron-blooded solemnity.

It's like an androgynous god.

The slender and concise body and the silver-white flawless body made her look like a noble Valkyrie, while the countless huge gun barrels of the hull made people smell the breath of blood and death, which made him permeate. With the beauty of a masculine warrior, the combination of these two completely different perceptions makes this battleship have a mysterious and infinite temperament like a mist, which is even more awe-inspiring.

It fascinates and marvels all who see it.

It is not that no one has tried to approach this androgynous battleship. Everyone wants to see it up close or learn its secrets under the silver dress, but whether it is a simple admirer or a spy with ulterior motives, they will be severely warned and rejected. Outside the gates, warriors of steel defend the long skirts with weapons and warnings.

Reckless people who ignore warnings or confident skills have become fine bait for the fish.

The envoys from the Broken Isles looked at the battleship in a daze, and they were all shocked.

Only those who really understand the ship and how it is made will understand the horror of this ship.

"It's quite a miracle, isn't it?"

Seemingly aware of the shock of his companions, the man in purple chuckled softly: "Ruhl, do you think this battleship can fight against the navies of the world? Can it defeat the invincible fleet of the elves alone?"

The man named Luer was a two-meter tall burly man with short hair that stood up like needles, and his ugly features exuded a bloodthirsty gleam. The muscles that were tanned by the strong light at sea bulged, he thought for a while, and said with a wicked smile, "No, I don't think so."

"Yes, it's obvious, if this one ship can outperform all the navies in the world, then Kant is not some kind of dragon, but the **** of magic, craftsman and war."

The man in purple asked again: "So, do you think that Kant can always provide food for Far Harbor, Bibo Province and even the entire Goethe by himself?"

This question involved the majors of most people, and the messengers behind him laughed and shook their heads together—of course not.

The man standing on the bow showed a charming smile. He turned around and looked at everyone with eyes as calm and intelligent as the sea. That figure was as trustworthy as ever.

"So, why are you afraid?" He spread his hands in an exaggerated manner. "Are we here to defeat the war and seek peace?"

Everyone's laughter grew a little louder.

"So why does he show such a fearful and dignified attitude? Although Kant's Forbidden Curse is strong, will he risk being hostile and jealous of the entire continent and use the Forbidden Curse to destroy the Broken Isles?"

"Although the Kant battleship is strong, there is only one. Can it break through the Thousand Sails Fleet of the Broken Islands and the island defense fortresses and mage tower arrays that have been operating for hundreds of years?"

"Kant can use space magic to transport food, can it be compared to the Broken Islands as a trade hub and the Pearl of the West Sea, with a daily cargo throughput of millions and countless?"

Reasonable and well-founded rhetoric, skilled body language expression skills, and strong personality charm, such mobilization dispelled the fear of witnessing the giant steel ship. The members of the mission clenched their fists and shouted in unison, their eyes full of eyes. Pride: "No! No! No!"

"… quietly, quietly."

The man in purple raised his hand and pressed his hand, stuck out his tongue in front of the gazes of a few persecutors in the distance, and then winked at the group members: "Don't be too arrogant in other people's territory, guys from the Broken Isles."

Everyone froze for a moment, then laughed again.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, remember our mission, it's not for war, and it's not for peace, we're here to rescue our comrades from prison - as for the food price war, we lost , In business, I would like to admit defeat, but we will win back sooner or later!"

He waved his fists, lowered his voice, but spoke generously.

In exchange for the eager attention and respect of his companions.

At this moment, there was a conversation from the persecutors on the pier next to it.

"What happened to them?"

"My lord, these short-lived species want to meet His Highness Kant."

The man in purple was stunned for a moment, then he pointed his head and smiled and said, "Mister Elf, we are the messengers of the Broken Isles, my name is Jobe..."

The persecutor on the dock just glanced at him and ignored him. He corrected the persecutor who had reported to the boss earlier: "Oh, my lord, these short-lived species of the Broken Isles want to see His Royal Highness Kant."

"…"

"…"

The short-lived species looked at each other in dismay.

"The goods and personnel are checked correctly?"

"Yes, the preliminary inspection is correct."

"Well…"

After a while, the elf's words sounded again: "Short-born named Job, His Highness Kant agreed to your request, we will prepare a carriage for you, you will arrive at Chaosheng Manor in ten minutes, pay attention to your etiquette and words. With manners, remember that life only comes once, but death can be long."

The purple-clothed man Jobe politely took off his hat and asked politely, "Can I bring my entourage? They are all proficient in their skills and can serve my audience and the next negotiation..."

"negotiation?"

The persecutors on the dock who heard this all laughed.

Whether it was humans, elves, or the navy of the Arcane Council, everyone's laughter was full of disdain and contempt, as if it was a very, very funny joke.

This oncoming contempt made the purple-clothed man's face turn pale, and the hand holding the boat's edge suddenly clenched, his knuckles turned pale, and the strong man Luer stepped forward and shouted: "You guys laugh..."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of black-robed persecutors gathered on the dock looked over at the same time.

The soldiers of the empire jumped up from the boxes on the dock, lifted their hoods, and moved their necks.

The rogues of the Austrian Law Council turned the staff in their hands in a circle, and the sound of wind and thunder loomed.

Ruhl swallowed the rest of the words back in his stomach, but the few words he said could not be taken back.

The cold wind surged, and the next moment, a black-robed hammer bearer came to him. The handsome face exposed from the underside of the cloak and the strange bulges on both sides of the hood were enough to prove his identity as an elf. The other party looked down two meters from a height. The tall and strong man said sullenly, "Short-born, what did you say?"

- Emphasize that, considering the current era, whether it is sacred as an empire, or advanced in concepts such as the Arcane Council, or the Muyue Dynasty, which is a powerful army and invincible in the universe, among these, even each In the country's military system, the navy is the most arrogant and most troublesome service.

The purple-clothed man Job immediately pulled Luer back, showing a peacemaker smile.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." He smiled, "Please don't pay attention to him, people from small places will be a little ignorant and arrogant, please don't mind the noble elf-in this way, I will set off immediately, set off immediately, don't delay Kant Your Highness' business..."

Having said that, he was a little worried that if Ruhl stayed here, he would take the opportunity to find fault, so he smiled and said, "Can I bring this follower of mine? He..."

Before he could come up with a more reasonable rhetoric, Job heard a very light and weird sneer from the elf opposite: "Okay, yes, you can take it."

For some reason, a little unease rose in Job's heart.

They boarded the prepared carriage, and with the sound of the wheels turning, they set off for Chaosheng Manor to meet the legendary figure who recently gained fame and shocked the world.

The atmosphere in the car is a bit heavy.

Jobe winked at Luer, who understood, touched his nostrils with his fingers, and immediately let out a thunderous sneeze. Taking advantage of this movement, Jobe touched the ring on his hand.

The invisible barrier to cut off the sound opened.

"In the words of the Orientals, this is called 'the first demonstration after dismounting'." Jobe comforted his companions, and then said lightly, "It's ridiculous, there are no countless elite soldiers, no boundless territory, no endless People, just relying on a number of questionable forbidden spells, this oriental man has made himself a figure like the emperor of the empire and the Phoenix King of the Evening Moon... an invaluable farce."

Ruhl snorted a few words and whispered, "I don't like it here."

"I don't like it either." Job said, "Kant is building a dangerous order. He seems to think that the Forbidden Spell can do whatever he wants, and that power can get everything. And plundered everything he wanted, he trampled on the dignity of the nobles, he despised the glory of the Broken Isles, he didn't even care about the Empire and the Dusk Moon..."

Having said that, he snorted again: "If this goes on, he will eventually make the countries intolerable."

"I bet that a large number of mystical institutes in the elves, empires and arcane councils must start to develop warning, destruction and defense systems for high-speed impact spells, as well as confinement trap mechanisms for large-scale space teleportation, when the world's most The three powerful countries have all started to study similar spells and magic tools, and similar results will appear in one to two years."

"By then, Kant's deterrence will be completely useless."

Job sneered: "You said, what is waiting for him? What is waiting for Goethe? What he did today will definitely come back in the future."

Ruhr's eyes lit up, showing an ugly and cruel smile: "So at that time, do we have a chance to wash away the shame he brought us? Whether it is the forbidden curse, or this time the public seizure of our property and members... We can Revenge on Kant?"

"Of course, even..."

Job's eyes showed a lewd-evil light, and he said: "We can still..."

He closed his mouth and looked around subconsciously. After all, it was Kant's territory. He didn't dare to say these words, but men understand men, and Ruhl also showed a smile that I understand.

Then, the tall and sturdy man turned his attention to the present.

No matter how wonderful the future may be, the current situation is terrible.

Kant is still the Aurora Dragon who has been in the limelight for a while and deterred the world with forbidden spells.

He whispered, "Will Kant agree to our proposal?"

Job replied, "Yes, but it's a matter of paying more and paying less."

"What if he wants to use force?"

"use force?"

The man in purple sneered: "What to use force? I have already said that he did not dare to use the forbidden spell to raze the Broken Islands, because this would cause indignation and jealousy all over the world, and people might be in awe of a man with a sharp sword, But a lunatic who can swing a sword and slash at any moment will never be tolerated."

"He can block the Broken Isles with his steel warships and cut off trade, but don't forget, we are doing business all over the world, and he does so, not only for us, but also for our customers. When it comes to money, our customers are all over the world, elves, empires, councils, southern countries, eastern mountains... countless nobles, forces and organizations, does he want to be an enemy of the whole world?"

"And the island capture operation after the blockade..."

Job laughed out loud: "Did you see it? Those so-called rebels are just soldiers of the Three Kingdoms navy, and he doesn't even have his own army."

"Governing the Far Harbor and controlling the situation is nothing but pulling the banner of others. This Kant is only good at intimidation and deterrence, but he has insufficient actual strength and is seriously biased. By relying only on forbidden spells, he may be able to win the war, but the war It has always been composed of decisive battles and countless small and complicated occupations, security, suppression and cleaning... Don't you think that his alchemy weapons have always been only extremely rare high-end weapons? That chariot is also good, aircraft It's good, the battleship is good too..."

Ruhr thought about it: "I seem to understand - you are still powerful, Mr. Job, and after you analyze it like this, it seems that Kant has nothing to be afraid of."

"Of course not, my friend, I still say that, pure force deterrence will not work in this world, otherwise the emperor should be the biggest thief leader, Ruer, please remember that the one who can control this world Order and the joys and sorrows of countless people..."

Job opened his hands and closed them.

"It's money, it's wealth, it's always them..."

"This is the creed of the Broken Isles."

The wheels roll, slow down slowly, and stop.

Chaosheng Manor is in front of you.

"Okay, Ruhl."

Job took back the soundproof ring and smiled: "Let's go and bring back that idiot Luster. This guy with high eyes and low hands is no longer a threat to me."

The third floor of the manor.

"arrive."

Hong San watched from the balcony.

He turned his head and asked, "Do you want to let him hang for a while, Your Highness? Or I'll send him. After all, in his capacity, I'm not qualified to visit you—the gift list is quite long."

"You don't have to pay attention to this this time." Kant waved his hand, "Let him come here."

Some are particular, and only be particular when it is necessary to be particular.

Hong San glanced at Kant and nodded in understanding.

"Also, prepare another car."

"Yes."

Five minutes later, Kant saw the messenger from the Broken Isles.

"Greetings to you, the great Dragon of Aurora, the Great Forbidden Magician..."

The lengthy congratulations and greetings just started, when they were interrupted by Kant: "Okay."

Jobe the man in purple immediately shut up and kept his bow.

"So..." Kant looked at the man in front of him, "Are you from the Broken Isles?"

"The Fifth Golden Ring Island Aegis Island Master, Huojinghua Chamber of Commerce..."

"Don't talk about it," Kant said, "I can't remember such a long name."

"…"

Job still maintained a graceful and decent smile.

calm.

As arrogant as Kant, of course he will put on such a face, a little bit of harassment and contempt are expected, this is already foreseen before the departure... This is not the most critical.

He said respectfully: "The twelve island owners of the Broken Isles have prepared a generous gift for you, Your Highness Kant, I hope this gift can resolve your misunderstanding with the Broken Isles..."

"Misunderstanding?" The Dragon of Aurora was confused, "What misunderstanding?"

Jobe smiled and said: "It's like this, the second-generation ancestors of the Broken Isles, with the money of their fathers, made random investments in Bibohang Province, and offended you, Your Highness..."

Kant said blankly: "Is there any such thing? How did they offend me?"

"..." The man in purple is very determined. After all, he came from the Broken Isles, a place with a strong commercial atmosphere, and he has already cultivated in place. "It's like this, at the time when some rebellious Goethe nobles were trying to raise food prices, Let the people suffer, these ignorant **** dare to step in..."

"There is such a thing!" Kant slammed the table suddenly, startling him, "Hurry up and hand them over! Hand over to the people of Far Harbor for a fair trial!"

Job gritted his teeth secretly, still smiling: "They were arrested by you a week ago..."

"Ah? What do you mean by Lust or Ona?"

Kant was stunned.

"exactly…"

"-Oh shit!"

Job's words were interrupted again, and Kant slammed the table hard: "Why are these people's confessions that they were instructed by the Broken Isles officials, trying to cooperate with the Far Harbor nobles to raise food prices, in order to starve some untouchables, let mine Damaged reputation and showing the world how great the Broken Isles are?"

Before Job could defend himself, Kant said aggressively, "Why do they say that? Why is their statement so different from yours?"

The man in purple said in a low voice, "They may be making their own decisions, young and energetic..."

"wrong!"

Kant said categorically: "How can some second-generation ancestors who are ignorant of the sky and the earth have such meticulous logic, how can they have such vicious thoughts? How can they confess like this? If they are only young and energetic, how can they be recruited to say they are the Broken Isles ordered them?"

"Ah this..."

Job's face was complicated, and the earthlings showed a sudden look, and suddenly slapped the table: "I understand!"

- What do you know!

"Think about it! Friends! If you didn't come to explain, if I believed their confessions and felt that this time the Broken Isles wanted to **** me and make a fool of me, what would I do? Of course I'll treat you as Enemy! I'm definitely going to throw the forbidden spell over there! What a terrible thing, I said this, my dear friend, do you understand anything? Has the question mark in your heart been cleared?"

"…"

Clam?

Kant beat the table and shouted: "A conspiracy! A big conspiracy! These second ancestors of the Broken Isles are sowing discord! They are framing them! They are trying to provoke a war between me and you! They want me to be killed with a forbidden spell. You! Human tragedy! Why do the second generation from the Broken Isles want to destroy their hometown in turn? Is this kind of behavior of the two or five children a distortion of human nature or a fall of morality!"

"No, I can't bear it!"

"I almost killed a good man by mistake with the forbidden spell, and almost carried such a heavy blood debt, and you, my friend, your whole family almost died!"

"Your father may be shot into your mother by the violent tsunami set off by the forbidden spell, and your mother may be crushed by the violent shock wave and his internal organs will be crushed and exploded, killing your father inside, your brother may be watching Your dad scrambled for a parking space and flew into the sky because of the roaring airflow... In short, your whole family almost died tragically. You should thank me for my kindness, hesitation and humanitarianism, right?"

Mr. Job, from the Broken Isles, suffered a mental and logical **** at Chaosheng Manor.

There was only one thought left in his mind now.

i fuck... i fuck...

"But the tragedy didn't happen, and the culprit must be held accountable! It seems that the fight is not enough."

Kant said murderously: "Check! You must check! Check it out! Check why these second ancestors of the Broken Isles did such a vicious thing, why did they pour sewage on the innocent white lotus-like Broken Isles in their confessions , do they want to watch everyone's parents dance in the forbidden spell? I guess there must be a big conspiracy behind this, and someone must be instructing them!"

Speaking of this, the Earthling said loudly: "Come here!"

A resounding response came from outside: "Yes!"

"Go and tell Alsett! The torture must be extremely powerful! Pass my order! The treatment team and the pharmacist team are in place, and the prisoners are all locked on the stone platform with their backs facing up, and then fifty big wolf dogs are fed to add to the fun. medicine…"

"—Your Highness! Your Highness!"

Job was shocked.

Luster was the only son of the old man. If he was sent back like that, it would be no different from being rescued. For his commitment and support, he had to work harder.

He hurriedly smiled and said: "There is no conspiracy, there is really no conspiracy. I think, there is no need to trouble the adults of the Tribunal. This is just a misunderstanding. The Broken Islands is willing to eliminate this misunderstanding with great sincerity... Your Highness, it must be let A pleasant surprise for you…”

Kant sat back in the chair, showing a look of surprise: "It must satisfy me?"

Jobe nodded again and again: "Yes yes yes."

Earthlings leaned over, like children with infinite reverie about birthday gifts.

There were stars in his eyes, and he asked crisply, "Will the good-hearted island owners of the Broken Isles kill the whole family of the person involved and the messenger for me?"

Job's smile stiffened.

"Will the island owners give me all the property and family business left by the idiots who killed the whole family?"

And Kant's smile became more joyful.

"what!"

He showed an infinitely surprised smile and pointed to the door outside: "Is it possible that after I opened the door, I could see the twelve island masters kneeling outside, showing me an inland sea-like smile, shouting 'surprise' the cries of the class, and then give me all their shares, possessions, and loyalty?"

Job's smile was already very reluctant: "His Royal Highness is joking."

"Just kidding?"

The voice turned cold immediately, and it seemed as if a cold current blew through the study, which was infinitely piercing to the bone.

"What the **** are you, you deserve me to laugh?"

Kant's smile has turned cold, and he patted the table lightly: "You said it was a surprise, but you didn't kill their whole family, and you didn't kneel to be a dog for me, then riding a horse is a horse riding, what kind of riding a horse? surprise?"

"Abundant monetary compensation, from now on, the far port and even all the materials you need will only charge the freight and cost price, the secret route business of the Broken Isles will also be open to you, and our secret infiltration of Bibo Province will assist you. Take over this province and even this country, and at the same time, we will open to you the position of the highest member of the Broken Isles Joint Conference, the position of the island owner is waiting for you, in addition..."

Jobe poured out all the conditions and even the bottom line of negotiation.

But only in exchange for a sneer from Kant.

"Isn't it wrong for you to take my things to buy me off?"

Jobe was stunned for a moment, his anger could no longer be suppressed, but he still forcibly suppressed it and said in a low voice, "Why should your Highness verbally make trouble with a small person like me, and exchange some benefits that cannot be obtained by money and power, wouldn't it be better? better?"

Kant said lightly: "But I just want to kill the whole family, what should I do?"

"Luster... you can't kill him."

"Why? Does he have a daughter who is as strong as an ox and can play golf?"

"what?"

"I mean…"

Kant stood up, grabbed Job's neck, dragged him over, and said indifferently: "You said you gave me a surprise, and then bargained here, do you want me to teach the Broken Islands, what is a surprise?"

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