Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

Ships come and go in the harbor.

In addition to the houses that can be seen in the distance, the entire port is full of various platform squares used to accumulate goods and warehouses for storing goods near the sea.

There are also tracks around which ships are towed into the shipyard for maintenance.

You can even see many boats parked on the shore.

Even if you look at the entire port from a distance, you can see people coming and going like ants.

The entire port was busy, and the noise seemed to be heard here.

One after another, ships with light gray and khaki accents on the outside were patrolling around, seeming to be the security force of Southern Cross Island.

Because there is a red cross star on their sails, which is the symbol of the Southern Cross Island.

They had seen it before in the book Balazs gave him.

Even at the port, the top of the tall lighthouse built on the coast has a red cross star.

"This place is so big!" Jason didn't know how to describe it for a moment, and suffered the loss of being uneducated.

They docked the Dawn Voice in the waters outside the port, waiting for ships from the local government to come over for inspection.

After a while, a gray ship about 40 meters tall with a red cross came to the side of the ship.

This ship is obviously shorter than Alka's Dawn Voice.

A soldier on the boat wearing a white and blue navy uniform with a red cross on his chest looked up at Alka and the others.

There was something like a notepad and a quill floating next to him.

He opened his mouth and said, "Strange face? What exactly do you do?"

The language of the home sea.

It seems strange, why is the lingua franca of this sea area the lingua franca of the home sea?

But he didn't think much about it and answered directly: "This is our first time here. We are a treasure hunting group."

"Treasure hunting group?" He raised his head and glanced at Alka and the others strangely.

"Okay, but remember you can't dig randomly on the island. All property on the island belongs to the royal family of Rafsas. Any digging is considered theft."

Obviously, this was not the first time he had faced a treasure hunting group, so he spoke skillfully.

"Of course." Alka nodded.

As for whether it is illegal or not, you have to look at the map first to make sure.

Alka thought silently in her heart.

"Then registration is necessary now, please answer carefully."

After speaking, the notepad next to him floated in front of him. He picked up the quill floating on the notepad and started asking.

It seems that because this is the first time for Alka and the others to arrive, the process is a little complicated.

"Do you have a group name?"

"Eye of the Compass."

"how many people?"

"Um……"

"Is this question difficult to answer?" the navy asked, frowning and looking at Alka warily.

"Okay, 9 people." He thought for a moment, but still didn't include the puppet army.

"What ship? Is it a ghost ship or a spell ship?"

Hearing this question, Alka frowned slightly, which obviously touched a certain degree of privacy.

"You new ones, I'll explain it to you." He seemed to be used to it, and then started to explain directly.

"The standards of ports are different. For a ghost ship with intelligence, it must be placed in a specific port area. Of course, this will cost extra."

"Ghost ship."

He nodded, even though he knew it was a ghost ship, it didn't surprise him much.

After recording, he tore off the entire paper, and magic energy poured into the paper, which was then thrown out by him.

The paper folded into a cross star in the air, and was then dyed red and affixed to the right side of the bow.

"This is a pass mark. Okay, you can go in now. Remember to have money ready."

After saying that, he immediately waved his hands without waiting for Alka and the others to answer, and drove the ship towards the other ships behind.

Several people on the deck looked at each other.

"It looks pretty formal."

"Okay, Dawn of Sound, let's continue driving."

Then the ship started to move slowly, the sails were furled, and the ship was propelled by the spell on the bottom of the ship.

Driving forward slowly, they passed a white mark on the sea.

The sound of gentle music passed over.

"You said the ship was out of control?" Hearing this, Alka frowned and looked toward the bottom of the ship.

At this time, I saw that the sea current was changing, and the waves of the current slightly lifted the bottom of the entire ship.

He controlled the boat to row diagonally and swam towards a special area in the port ahead.

The cross star on the bow of the ship was flashing red.

"Is it some kind of spell structure? I have to say it's really advanced." Simon said while looking at the current under the boat.

Not just their ships, but the ships that entered the harbor with them as well.

Apparently normal for this port.

This avoids overcrowding on the ship, after all you can't always expect these people to follow the rules and learn courtesy.

It seems that because they are ghost ships, the area they are lifted to is obviously far away from those spell ships.

The various facilities over there looked more advanced as we drove towards that area.

Everyone also saw other ships in the port area.

As soon as it passed, I could feel the surging magic power starting to ripple over.

It was a Guiding Zone.

"It has been artificially transformed there, and the concentration of magic power is one level higher than the surrounding areas." Julia said, feeling the difference in that area.

And the ships in that area are much more advanced in appearance than other spell ships.

Most of them are between 40 and 60 meters in size, and each ship has its own personality.

The colors are not only colorful, but also have various patterns on them, and the statues on the bows are also various.

There are some exaggerated ones.

The most eye-catching one is a 60-meter-long ship with three artillery decks, which is about three to four meters taller than Alka's ship.

However, the gun muzzles on the gun deck are closed and locked with spells.

They were not the only ones like this. When Alka and the others' Dawn Sound drove in, the cannon muzzle was also sealed with a spell.

Seeing this situation, Simon nodded.

"No wonder they dare to allow our ships with rock-shattering cannons to dock in flagrantly."

As the ship slowly approaches the shore, the anchor sinks to the bottom of the sea with the sound of the chain.

When Alka and the others stepped off the ship.

A naval officer came up with two soldiers.

"Hello, we are the navy of Southern Cross Island. A fee of 1 gold sail is required for the docking of ships."

1 Jinfan?

How is this different from robbery?

But Alka didn't say much and silently took out a golden sail.

Obviously the government of this place knows very well that the people who own the ghost ship don't care about the money at all.

As for this Guiding Area, as well as the supporting facilities nearby, it looks really good from the outside.

But it's definitely not worth the price.

It’s my first time here, so I want to see more.

Seeing Alka and the others so happy, the navy captain was also a little surprised.

He was convinced that he had never seen the ship or the group of people.

It's strange that there was no procrastination and trouble.

But it also made their attitude significantly better.

After putting away the golden sail, a burst of magic power surged out of his hand and shot towards the cross star on the side of the bow of the Voice of Dawn.

The cross star lighted up slightly.

"It is valid for one week. If you still need to dock after one week, please continue to pay. If you need to dock for a long time, and if you need any maintenance work on the ship, please go to the Star Shipyard over there for consultation."

As he spoke, he pointed to a small house not far away. There were many people outside the small house.

"Then I wish you a pleasant journey here." As he said this, he slightly bent his waist, led the two sailors, and left.

"What should we do now? What should we do?"

Jason turned around and asked.

I haven't been in contact with the civilized world for a long time, and I was still a little confused for a while.

"I just got here. You can do whatever you want. You can move around the island freely. We will meet on the boat in the evening."

Alka calculated the time and said.

There are only a dozen hours of daylight now, and there must be more than 6 hours of night, which is enough for them to have a certain understanding of this island.

This is the first island they have docked in the boundless sea, a large island with a city, and their hearts are already full of curiosity and desire to explore.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

After chatting for a while, they left together.

As for the ships.

Naturally, there is an army of puppets guarding it, and since this is a powerful port after all, no one will be so arrogant.

Several girls walked together towards the port town.

"Do you want to come together?" Jason turned around and asked.

Alka thought for a while and waved his hand, ready to act alone for a while.

Jason did not force himself to join Simon and the others, and also walked towards the town.

Alka stood there and looked around.

I have to say that this place is very spectacular. The ships are arranged neatly side by side. The huge hulls and tall masts are like a dense forest.

The hanging tower made of wood and some metal is constantly turning around to pick up goods made of wooden boxes.

In addition to humans, there are many subspecies of workers carrying goods in the square, as well as races of different skin colors.

Alka even saw gray-skinned Broken Islanders, and there were many fish-men of all kinds.

After all, the fishmen are taller and more powerful.

After a casual glance, most of the racial differences are mainly reflected in some small changes in skin color and limbs.

Such as the gap between Broken Islanders and normal humans.

Turning his palm, a business card appeared between his fingers.

It says nothing but the Golden Trout Chamber of Commerce in Balazs.

28 Mast Street.

Putting the card away, Alka started walking towards the town.

"Give way, give way."

"We need 10 porters to work until daytime tomorrow, 10 copper yans, more work, more reward."

"Be careful, keep your head down, the goods are coming."

"The Red Blade Commando recruits sailors, and they are paid a high salary of 50 copper swallows a day and night. When they get on the ship, they will pay two silver snakes for housing allowance."

All kinds of noisy sounds came from all directions.

But most of them are various people or forces carrying out various recruitments.

What labor sailors, even Alka heard combatants.

The recruitment price of sailors ranges from 10 copper coins to 50 copper coins per day and night, which is indeed a high salary.

As for why the gap is so big, just look at the recruitment point that costs 50 copper swallows.

Basically no one cares.

It looks like it's not the least bit dangerous, and it's also notoriously dangerous.

Especially since this group also provides resettlement allowance, which is almost enough to buy a life.

The forces that recruit combatants pay very high wages, which is estimated to be equivalent to a monthly salary ranging from a dozen silver sails to a gold sail.

If a war breaks out, the spoils must be shared.

Like a pirate.

Alka turned to look at the ghost ships passing by side by side.

A conservative estimate is that there are at least 20 treasure masters on this island.

How outrageous.

This is only calculated based on the number of ships, which will definitely be much less.

Because there will definitely be a ship with more than one treasure controller.

For example, Alka and the others.

There are several people in charge of the treasure in one ship.

Is this the boundless sea?

Alka doesn't know what the overall status of this sign island is in the entire boundless sea, but according to some descriptions in "Land of Dreams".

You can tell from the infrastructure of this island port. Although it looks very good, it is definitely not ranked high.

Even so, there are so many treasure masters stopping at the Signpost Island.

It can almost be said to be walking all over the place.

Alka thought as she left the square at the dock and entered the interior of the town.

You can see many small town residents here.

Except for the salty and humid sea breeze in the air, the surroundings are relatively clean.

There was not as much filth on the floor as Alka thought, like in the Middle Ages.

Moreover, the street underfoot is unusually spacious and can accommodate at least two large carriages.

And there are actually things similar to street lights on both sides, but I don’t know what kind of lighting they are used for.

There are not wooden houses on both sides.

Most of them are brick houses between 3 and 6 floors, with some wooden houses dotted around.

However, the walls of most houses are painted in gray-white and brown-red paint.

You can also see some workers touching up the paint.

The salty and humid sea breeze from the seaside has severely eroded the surface of these houses.

Next to the intersection is a pub.

The sign of the tavern is a huge fish in a harpoon, with a wine glass next to it.

Fisherman's Bar.

However, it seemed that there were not many people in the bar, and Alka had no intention of going in.

He wanted to find Balazs' Chamber of Commerce first.

I looked at the street signs.

Baifan Street does not seem to be Mast Street.

There are many shops at the intersection, but most of them are various boat-related shops.

Sells various boat-related accessories.

Apart from the tavern, there wasn't even a place to eat.

Alka continued walking inside.

Finally I saw the sign for Mast Street at an intersection.

Immediately walked towards the street of Mast Street.

It's obviously different when you enter this street, and the concentration of magic power increases slightly.

It's not that there's anything strange here, but that many of the items here have magical powers.

There are more such items, which will naturally slightly increase the magic power around them.

Alka looked at the shops on both sides.

You can see a few restaurants that look good, and then you can see shops selling spell materials and various weapons.

The magical sheen on some weapons can be seen from the door.

There are many people wearing various clothes shopping.

Most of these people come in groups.

This place obviously focuses on selling items related to touchers or combatants.

No. 28... No. 28, yes.

Seeing the house number No. 28, Alka looked down.

However, it seemed different from what he thought.

The products in this store have already been taken down, and it seems that they were taken down not long ago.

At this time, the door of the store was open, and some workers were packing up the things inside, looking at it empty.

A man was standing there giving instructions. Looking at his back, he looked slightly tired and vicissitudes of life.

Judging from the back, it should be Balazs.

Alka walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

Balazs turned his head.

When he saw it was Alka, his slightly tired face cheered up a little and smiled.

"Alka? Long time no see."

As he spoke, he opened his hands and gave Alka a brief hug.

After all, Alka and the others have been on the Broken Island for quite some time, and have met Balazs several times.

We can already be considered relatively close friends.

"My friend, I was just wondering if you were coming over. Congratulations."

"Thank you, but are you... encountering any difficulties?"

Alka asked, looking at the store that seemed to be being relocated.

And looking at Balazs's face, we can tell that his current condition does not seem to be good.

It's certainly not like moving to a better place.

Hearing this, Balazs felt a little helpless, waved his hands and sighed: "Not to mention these, business competition is always cruel, isn't it."

When I heard this, I looked at the store and it was gone.

Alka couldn't help but ask: "You're not going to do this, are you?"

It's worrying to look like he's going bankrupt.

"No, of course not."

Balazs shook his head: "It's just a small setback. The store was lost, but my ship was not lost. Some of my crew members are still willing to believe in me. As long as it takes some time, I can return to the past."

Hearing this, Alka nodded, this was obviously much better than he thought.

He also knew some about the situation of Balaz's Chamber of Commerce.

They mainly relied on the 70-meter-long ship at that time to carry out their activities. As long as the ship was still there, this could only be regarded as a slight setback.

"And this time it also allowed me to clean up the disloyal people in the team, which is not a gain." Balazs said, seeming to comfort himself.

Although Alka didn't understand the whole story, he still nodded.

"In that case, why not go have a drink? I just arrived on this island."

After hearing this, Balazs obviously became interested.

"No problem, just wait for me."

As he said that, he said something to the people inside who were carrying it.

When he came out, he said: "Let's go."

We took Alka to a tavern in a small alley not far from Mast Street.

Looking at the tavern in this alley, if you are not familiar with it, you will definitely miss it.

"Old alley bar, my favorite. Don't worry, although it's in a bird's cave, this is indeed a good place." Balazs said and winked at Alka.

"Believe me, this bar is important and safe."

Hearing this, Alka perked up slightly.

Clearly, this place seemed to be some kind of special local spot.

Walk up the stairs.

Open the iron door and go through a spiral staircase to the second floor of the house.

This bar is actually built on the second floor of the house, not on the first floor or in the basement.

It's really something special.

You can feel the obvious difference as soon as you enter.

It's not dark here, instead the surrounding windows illuminate it brightly.

And it's not noisy.

It suits Alka's wishes very well.