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"A perfect shipping route? What a joke! The northern waters of Ulthuan have been completely blocked by the damned Duruchi!"

Izexi blurted out, but then realized that something was wrong.

Mousse and Featherin, the two dark elves, were standing on the left and right, one with his arms crossed and the other with his hands on his hips, staring at the Hoss magician.

“Now the land nominally belongs to Duruchi.”

Wendlow also continued speaking along the lines of the two dark elves.

"Yes, the Kingdom of Nagarythe is currently under the laws of the Phoenix Court and is nominally ruled by the Witch King. It is the land of the Dark Elves."

"If we transform our ships into dark elf ships, we will be able to have a stable course when we conduct commercial trade with the Old World."

"Pirates don't dare to provoke a warship flying the flag of the Dark Elf."

This is true. Yzehi only now realizes that there is one advantage to the Kingdom of Nagarythe being under the rule of the Witch King, which is that it will not be plundered by the dark elves.

"Moose, prepare the ship and the sailors. I'll go get the cargo. Izexi, go back to the Phoenix Court to get the situation."

The former quickly walked out of the lord's office, instead of sitting here idly staring at various documents and accounts.

It would be better to go out to sea on ships to plunder the economy and look for opportunities to fight.

Mousse finally understood why so many of his fellow dark elves chose to go out to sea to plunder. All kinds of unexpected battles really made his blood boil.

Featheryn leaned closely against Mousse, and it seemed that the two of them finally had some time alone.

"I won't go. I won't go. The sea is dangerous."

The female rat people showed their own racial characteristics.

Rat people are all timid. When faced with various risks, they will not choose to sacrifice their lives, but will slip away as quickly as possible.

Having experienced several shipwrecks and pirate attacks before, each time with her life hanging by a thread, this female rat woman completely gave up the idea of ​​going out to sea.

Besides, my stomach is so small that I can eat enough here, so there is no need to risk going out to sea.

Besides, going overseas won’t make me any more money, so I won’t go.

That's perfect. We can let this calculating rat man stay here to get all kinds of information while ensuring there is enough food.

In just over a minute, Izexi came back.

At the very center of the Ulthuan Islands is a huge vortex that absorbs excess magical winds. The high elves here can naturally use various magics easily.

Teleportation is not difficult, and it doesn't take much resources to teleport just yourself.

"The Phoenix King said yes. You will be in charge of this place first. You just need to make sure you don't declare war on other elven kingdoms. As for the rest, just pretend you are the king of Nagarythe."

Wow, he is indeed a high elf who is good at infighting. This sentence puts Windlow on the same level as the Witch King.

At that time, various political disputes will definitely arise because of such a sentence.

But there is no time to care about so much now.

At the port, Fetherin had already used her own network of connections and favors to get three dark elf ships.

The dark elves on the ship naturally knew the Witch King's orders, and this port city had already surrendered to the Witch King.

If such a city were to be plundered, it would be a challenge to the authority of the Witch King, which is something that no dark elf dared to even dream of.

All the ships were docked in the port, and of course all the high elves in the entire port had fled, as they knew all too well the various bad habits of their dark elf cousins.

Fortunately, there is a human like Windlow as a middleman who can act as a mediator between the two parties.

Using the gold coins he had stolen from the pirates, Windlow bought all the elf jewelry and other handicrafts he could find on the market.

The elf jewelry that was already unsalable was suddenly cleared out.

It was amazing that these elf workers not only went to the inventory but also got cash.

For a large transaction, there is no deposit, just full payment, and there is no bargaining or quibbling.

Most of the gold coins looted from the pirates fell into the hands of the elves in the city of Tal Anlek.

After receiving the money, no matter how arrogant and condescending the high elves were, they no longer acted as they did before.

Once they get the cash, of course they will start spending.

Home repairs, furniture purchases, food variety, and additional needs all came to the fore.

New markets and business opportunities emerged, new artisan workshops and shops sprang up, and more elves found jobs.

This completes the most basic internal economic cycle.

The only bad thing is that Windlow has already led three dark elf ships full of elven cargo to the sea.

If he is not in a hurry, he can even invest in production lines for various new products and new demands to recover his funds.

However, opening up trade routes is the most important thing, and we will talk about other things later.

In the whole world, if the Dark Elves say that their naval technology ranks second, then only the Nibon, Norscan and High Elves dare to say that they are first.

The secret cannot be kept secret.

When all the dark elf crew members learned that they were sailing out to sea for business rather than plundering, voices of dissatisfaction filled almost all the decks.

It can only be said that thanks to the suppression of Mousse and Featherin, the dark elf sailors on the three ships did not choose to backstab and rebel.

However, if these crew members are not given enough benefits, I'm afraid there will be no second round trip.

The first stop was of course the territory of the empire. Before entering the sight of Marienburg, Izehi slowly raised his hand to cast a spell, creating a magical barrier covering the dark elf ship.

This is a basic sleight of hand that can cause people nearby to hallucinate and see the illusion set by the caster.

As expected, the navy of Marienburg naturally did not realize the true identity of the three ships, did not use coastal defense guns to attack, and even made a lighthouse to welcome them to the port.

But in the northwest of Marienburg, there is a different place. An area about the size of a city is called the Elf District.

It was this urban area that was invested and built by the high elves as their last colony in the Old World.

Of course, there are high elf troops stationed in the Elf Area.

Compared with human soldiers, these elven soldiers have sharper insights and are more familiar with their arch-enemies, the dark elves.

Something was wrong when the ship was almost two kilometers away from the port.

One of the elven nobles immediately saw the truth.

"Hurry to the Merchant Council that rules Marienburg! The three ships that came are not our ships! They are the ships of the Dark Elves."