Chapter 25 Thank You

Revenge...?

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart as clear as a mirror.

He is very clear that since he came to this world, he has basically never offended anyone.

If this is revenge, it can only come from one person.

Viscount Alvin Bar of Roseburg.

Although I don't know what his purpose is... But from the very beginning, he had a very obvious hostility to Frozen Water Harbor.

When he first sent those people disguised as robbers to loot, Don Juan Geraint had no intention of going here.

In other words, the hostility of the old viscount was not directed at Don Juan himself.

And Roseburg theoretically belongs to the North Sea Territory. This is also the fief of Earl Geraint... He himself is a vassal of Don Juan's father.

Not to mention what he wants to do.

"...As a vassal, but dare to burn your lord's ships—"

Annan gave a cold and majestic rebuke with a frosty face: "I'm curious, where did he get the courage? Who gave him the confidence?"

This kind of thing, Annan must be-

...very delightful.

The old gentleman was so foolish as to send someone to set the boat on fire, which would have destroyed all the previous evidence. How many things were left on the whole ship, how many people had come, and the traces of battle on it, all disappeared.

The whole ship was burnt down.

This means that they can't find any evidence that Annan is not Don Juan Geraint at all.

Of course, Annan had to look very angry. Because he needs to show an attitude...and it's just an attitude.

In his capacity, no one would ask him to go directly to A.

The only place that may be exposed is Don Juan's body. The corpse should still be near the ship... In three or four days, the corpse may still be recognizable.

As for John's body, it was deliberately left on board by Annan to mislead others—or, to give them clues.

After all, he died in the "Tongue in the Mirror" ritual initiated by the captain of the guard. Annan believes that the traces of this ritual crime, at least the church should be able to check out... otherwise it will definitely be under very strict supervision.

"Did anyone die around there?"

So Annanluo pondered and asked Salvatore: "Or, is there a body on board?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I can't see clearly."

Salvatore shook his head, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Because it wasn't just the boat that was burning. Even the surrounding water was on fire..."

"On the water?"

"Well, that's a special kind of fuel. It's a liquid fuel converted from the gas stored in the swamp by our transformation wizards in the Black Tower of the Marsh. It has a stable version for civilian use, and we call it Green Fire; but it sells More of it is a kind of kerosene barrels used when defending the city... It has stronger adhesion and is called black fire."

Salvatore sat opposite Annan, looked down at what book he was reading, and drank another glass of water before gritted his teeth and said, "I did some sampling... I'm so hot. . The idiot will pay! When I analyze it, I'll see which goddamn idiot sold them this thing."

"...you look very angry, senpai."

Annan looked at Salvatore, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a pleasant smile.

He raised his brows, returned to his plain expression again, and made a cold voice: "Did you get burned?"

"I'm not weak enough to get burned by something like this."

Salvatore said angrily: "Don Juan, your father may not have told you about these things... Black fire is a strategic material,

It is not allowed to sell in non-war time, let alone smugglers. After all, the lethality of this thing is too great, and it can only be sold to the frontier marquis during the war, and the unused parts must be recycled after the war, because ordinary people do not have the environment to store this kind of thing.

"At room temperature, black fire will explode as long as it encounters a violent impact, or when it leaks, and encounters an open flame. Once the black fire is detonated, a fire that is extremely difficult to extinguish will ignite within a dozen meters around it... As long as it sticks a little, it will explode. Burn people alive. Naturally, all other strategic materials that are placed with it will also be burned up.

"So, no matter who was on your boat and what was on it...it's all gone now. I didn't put out those black fires until just now."

The young mayor was very sleepy, and the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious.

He hammered the table very irritably: "Damn it, it's so uncountable! Did the brains of those people flow out of the **? Not far from the next door is the forest, are they trying to start a forest fire?!"

"...Such a fierce fire."

Annan frowned slightly, and then calmed down again: "Fortunately, I didn't leave anyone on the boat. My guards were all arranged by me."

Thank you, old man.

He thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

The reason why the non-existent guards are mentioned is that Annan intends to give those players a legal identity - but because he is not sure how the players will come, Annan does not dare to talk to Salvatore directly now. Ray said death.

Anyway, I'll know in a few hours...don't be impatient.

"...If you've had dinner, why don't you go to bed first."

Annan looked at Salvatore's eyes with scarlet bloodshots, and couldn't help but persuade, "I feel like you're about to faint."

"I can't go to bed so early, if I pass out of a coma, it will be over."

Salvatore sighed: "Don't look at me like that... It's not that I want to stay up late, it's my curse, and I don't want to. Don't ask for specifics."

"Ok."

Annan shrugged and said no more.

"It's been annoying lately..."

Salvatore scratched his unusually soft hair, lying on the table weakly calling out, "I'm so sleepy...

"Hey, Annan. Have you chosen your spell, I might be leaving soon."

"Selected."

Annan replied calmly: "But I don't need you anymore - I've already learned it. I'm just waiting for you to help me advance."

His current wizard apprenticeship has become like this:

Wizard Apprentice LV10 (can be advanced): [Instant Spell LV2 (Cold Contact, Eye of Sloth)], [Guided Spell LV2 (Stalling Wall, Frost Nova)]

His experience was just enough to raise the profession of a wizard apprentice to level ten. Before advancing, this was the highest level of wizard apprenticeship.

The spell slot on him can hold four spells in total. Two instant spells, two channeled spells.

To put it simply, it is the difference between turning on and off, and having to guide and release——

[Eye of sloth (instant): Curse your own eyes and make them get the ability to infect the minds of others through sight. Everyone who looks at him will immediately feel lazy in their hearts and their limbs will become incapacitated. Use on tired people will increase the effect. Every 2s (depending on the total level of the wizard profession/5), consumes the power of order 1]

[Stall Wall (Guide): Passivate the air in the designated area, so that any object passing through this area immediately loses its original speed. The effect on inanimate objects is greatly increased. The larger the area, the greater the consumption of the power of order, but the minimum consumption of the power of order per second is 1]

[Frost Nova (Guidance): The temperature of the designated medium (air/flowing water/earth) within 30 meters of the surrounding area drops rapidly, and the curse equivalent to the instant spell "Cold Contact" can be instantly transmitted. Curse effect increases at the edge. Every two waves of nova (depending on the total level of the wizard profession / 5), consumes the power of order 8, can be released continuously]

Because Annan didn't know if he could wash it himself. Therefore, he chose those spells that were the most widely used and complementary among the incapacitated schools.

His fighting ability has finally taken shape at this moment——