My Magic Age

Ying Li and I boarded the ‘Slave Trader’ sailing ship, carrying the emblem of the Noah family, and rushed to Dunai Island day and night.

Along the way, in order to contact more allies to fight against Marquis Boris, we tried to visit some lords on the islands along the way.

It is actually very simple to become the lord of these islands on the Vashj plane. The nobles who personally opened up the territory on the Vashj plane with their entourage only need to pay one-third of the opened up territory to the Mensa family, and then pay one-third to His Majesty Charles, the Emperor of the Green Empire. The remaining part of the land can be registered with the Mensa family as their own private territory.

Nobles who own territory can be called lords.

Many nobles who opened up the Vashj plane with Duke Mensa in the past all have private islands on the Vashj plane. However, after several generations of painstaking management, these islands have gradually become regionalized. There may still be portraits of the original Duke Mensa on the walls of their castles, but this does not mean that they will have much respect for the current Duke Mensa.

Some lords are branches of the Mensa family. The Vashj plane, known as the Sea of ​​Riches, was once a gold rush for countless distant relatives of the Mensa family. In order to obtain an island on the Vashj plane, many people used up their last connections. It's just that the plane war broke out recently, which made the territories of these rich planes no longer in demand.

Blood ties have faded to the point of being strangers after five generations.

Moreover, these distant relatives of the Mensa family on the Vashj plane have been gone for generations. The only thing they have in common with Noah is that their surnames can still be written with the word "Mensa" at the end.

There are also some adventurers who have won merits on the battlefield and have noble status. They come to the Vashj plane with their followers to explore. They need to obtain the recommendation of the lord in the Vashj plane, or make outstanding contributions to the Vashj plane, so that they can apply for the qualification certificate for opening up the territory in the administrative office of the Mensa family. After obtaining the qualification certificate, they can buy sailing ships, recruit soldiers and sailors, drive ships to the blank areas on the sea chart, and open up the territory in those unknown areas.

Sometimes, it is difficult for our ships to approach some heavily defended island cities. There are some catapults and crossbows on the high walls of many castles. Before our sailboats get close, they are forced to lower the sails and stop the ship or turn around and leave by falling rocks from the sky. Those catapults are often set on high cliffs or on the top of the city tower. The range of the boulders thrown from the catapults is much farther than that of the crossbows on the sea ships.

Many lords on the islands would blow the trumpet to greet the enemy from afar as soon as they saw the black charred wooden hull of the ‘Slave Trader’. They were full of hostility towards our ship and would not allow us to enter the island dock.

Although our sailors would stand on the lookout tower of the main mast and talk to the people on the island with simple flags, it was usually difficult to convince the people on the island.

Unless I rode the magic broom, flew over in the rain of arrows, landed on the city wall, and directly showed my identity to the guards on the island - a magic student of the Royal Magic Academy. Those guards were cautiously on guard against me and ordered the catapults to stop attacking.

Of course, sometimes, the identity of a magician from the Royal Magic Academy would also fail. Often at this time, magic skills are more convincing than any language. At least the lords on these islands can still clearly realize how troublesome it is to kill a magician noble.

So although I was rejected many times during my visit, generally speaking, no island lord had the idea of ​​detaining me. Looking at the deep vigilance hidden in the eyes of those lords, I knew that they didn't believe what I said at all.

Whether it is Marquis Boris or Noah Mensa, they are all members of the Mensa family. In fact, the disputes on the plane of Vashj are just internal fights within the Mensa family. Perhaps this time, Marquis Boris, as the plane governor of Vashj, announced that the plane was out of the control of the Mensa family at a somewhat unwise time, but after all, these can still be regarded as internal affairs of the Mensa family. At this time, as a lobbyist, my identity seems a bit awkward. It is also human nature for the lords on the islands to distrust me.

After all, although many lords have been out of the core circle of the Mensa family for a long time, they still regard themselves as supporters of the Mensa family. They certainly will not easily believe the words of an "outsider", even if I hold the emblem of the Mensa family and carry the letter of Earl Evan, these still cannot make people believe my words.

Of course, there were also well-informed lords who had already learned what happened on the plane of Vashj. They were extremely cautious about my visit, worried that my identity was fake, and worried that Marquis Boris would know that they had secretly contacted me and would be angry with the entire island.

In short, along the way, when our sailboats visited those islands, it was common to be turned away. Our ships were usually not allowed to dock at the islands’ docks, nor could they be resupplied on those islands. Fortunately, the ‘Slave Trader’ did not need these at all.

…

Yam Island is the largest island in the western sea area of ​​​​the Great Abyss. The island has the largest deep-water port in this sea area. It is the largest trading market in the western edge of the Great Abyss. The port here is anchored all year round for tourists from the Vashki plane. There are ships from all over the world, and Yam Island has an island with a very large scale of construction, with a permanent population of 50,000.

Our ship sailed outside Yam Island and found that the harbor here did not have any traces of war. Seeing the boats coming in and out of the harbor pier, we felt the prosperity of Yam Island.

Ships kept passing by the "Slave Trader". Many sailors on the ship would look at the "Slave Trader" with surprised eyes. Many people pointed at the "Slave Trader".

I guess maybe they had seen the 'Slave Trader' in some sea area before that.

The 'Slave Trader' did not sail into the dock of Yam Island immediately. The island did not throw huge rocks at us. Instead, it sent two inspection sailboats to approach our sailboat. Yingli and I took out Noah's family's token and Earl Evan's personal letter. One of the ships quickly returned to Yam Island and reported to their governor, while the other patrol ship followed closely on the 'Slave Trader' later.

Yam Island has a sizable fleet. The governor of Yam Island did not refuse our visit. When the 'Slave Trader' slowly sailed into the port pier, many people on the pier stopped. The workers inside gathered around us one after another, and those people looked at us in surprise.

The sailors on the ship have never been so surrounded by people. These sailors, who always hide in dark corners, seem a little dodgy under the eyes of the onlookers, and some of the movements of controlling the sailboat have also become very stiff.

At this time, the 'Slave Trader' was about to dock, and we could only bite the bullet and watch the changes in the world.

"Jijia, do you think our visit was ill-advised?" Senior Dylan caught up from behind when he got off the boat, pulled on my lapel, and whispered to me.

I nodded calmly.

Senior Dylan pondered for a moment and immediately told me: "Remember to take everyone with you when you go ashore. As soon as we find something wrong, we will run away immediately! I have a random teleportation scroll here that allows us to leave here at any time. Of course, I I can’t take your ‘Slave Trader’ with me.”

I continued to nod and winked at Kalantso on the deck of the ship. Kalantso understood immediately and turned around to look for Luka in the cabin on the deck.

I whispered to Senior Dylan: "It seems that your space magic research has made some progress recently."

Senior Dylan carefully stepped on the springboard and walked down. He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "In fact, these random teleportation scrolls are all failures. I hold the coordinates of the teleportation magic circle in Ilinas City in my hand. , so I have recently been trying to draw a teleportation magic door that can be teleported back to Ilinas City anytime and anywhere. Unfortunately, I have failed no less than twenty times..."

I immediately realized that this was probably very bad news.

I tentatively asked Senior Dylan: "Are you just wasting all the magic crystals we got from hunting monsters at sea on this?"

Senior Dylan said to me in a matter-of-fact manner: "What else do you think? This kind of academic research is of course more expensive!"

I resisted the urge to go crazy in my heart, lowered my voice, and spat out one word after another: "Can it be justified by just saying 'burn money'? You almost took away my life and death." All of Noah’s savings.”

Senior Dylan curled his lips, put his arm around my shoulders, and said affectionately: "Forget it, your treasury is the sea in the Vashj plane. I have never seen anyone making money faster than you brothers. Magician, all I see in my eyes is the one in the abyss These sea beasts are rushing to deliver magic crystals and magic materials to your brothers. If the demon hunters in the Vashj plane were hunting like your brothers, then the sea beasts in the Vashj plane should have been there a hundred years ago. It’s completely extinct.”

"I find that I have been stuck in a misunderstanding of space magic recently and am trapped in my own fixed thinking. I need you to help me think about it from the perspective of a bystander. Maybe you will have other different opinions..." Senior Dylan Whispering to me.

"Don't try to lure me into learning space magic in this way. I heard from Scholar Sean that before changing jobs for the second time, a magician should focus on learning a certain series of magic as much as possible. This is the correct way for a magician to grow!" Senior Dylan and I were whispering quietly as we got off the boat.

Ying Li, Helena and Becky followed us quietly. In full view of everyone, they wore exquisite palace dresses. Those gorgeous long skirts embroidered with exquisite patterns made them extremely beautiful. They looked like aristocratic ladies. She raised her white chin proudly and held up her skirt when walking, like a beautiful white swan.

Kalantso and Luka also quickly followed us before we disembarked.

…

We have never understood why the eyes of the sailors on the boats we met offshore of Yam Island or the eyes of the people gathered next to the sailing ship 'Slave Trader' on the pier were full of surprise and weirdness. Why are you all whispering?

It wasn't until Yingli and I arrived at the City Lord's Mansion on Yam Island that the mystery in our hearts was solved.

Because there was a huge notice on the notice board outside the City Lord's Mansion. It was a newly issued wanted order with several ships drawn on it. Each ship was drawn with magic patterns, making these ships vivid on the wanted order, and each ship was constantly moving forward in the wind and waves.

The third ship pattern on the wanted order was the "Slave Trader", and it was clearly marked at the end of the wanted order that if the ship could be captured, Marquis Boris would pay the reward amount and some rewards for providing information. Ying Li and I stood outside the City Lord's Mansion, looking at each other, and for a moment, we were a little confused about what kind of attitude the governor on Yam Island had.

It seems that he already knew that Marquis Boris and I were standing on the opposite side of Marquis Boris, but he did not send ships to hunt us down, and there was no conspiracy, otherwise he would not have shown the wanted order to me and Ying Li so unscrupulously.

I can't guess what the governor really thinks, and now I can only wait and see.

The layout of Yam Island is similar to that of Conason City. This island is several square kilometers in radius and cannot be built into an island city. However, the city on Yam Island is many times larger than that on Conason Island. All the buildings seem to be made of coral reefs and look rough on the surface.

We followed a captain on a patrol ship and walked into the gate of the city lord's mansion.

In the council hall of the city lord's mansion, we met the governor of Yam Island, Christopher Mensa.

He was a fat man, sitting on the cast iron chair in the center of the council hall, which symbolized power. He looked like a pile of fat wrapped in leather. He was so fat that he had difficulty breathing. His neck was almost invisible. His eyes were narrowed into a slit. When he saw us, he was wiping his mouth with a white silk handkerchief.

"What a group of daring young people. Don't you know that Boris is looking for you all over the world?" The first sentence he said to me was to tell us our situation directly.

But he immediately saw from my clothes and the badge on my chest that I was not Noah.

"Hey... Where's Noah?" He opened his eyes, and they were so bright.

I first introduced myself to Christopher, and then explained why I wasn't with Noah. He slowly calmed down, closed his bright eyes, and became harmless.