After a period of sailing, Pleasant and his party are about to return to the ghost city. Pleasant stood on the bow of the Black Emperor. He opened his Root Eyes and looked at the undertide harbor not far away. His face and eyelids began to twitch unnaturally at the same time.
"Why is my statue placed beside the harbor of Undertide Port? I have become a mascot, right?"
"Aren't you the city lord here? It's normal to have your statue at the door." Nuo Ling, standing next to Plissen, said nonchalantly.
"Having said that, it's too ostentatious, and the face of this statue is too badly sculpted. It doesn't restore my handsome face at all." Plisson said seriously, touching his chin.
"Indeed, your zombie-like face...it is impossible to restore the stone statue." Nuo Ling nodded.
"Can you please remember me? I originally said that I would take you to eat grilled fish when I get back." After hearing Plisson's words, Nuo Ling stood up straight and his tone became serious and serious.
"I took a closer look and found that the statue in front was really ugly. I might be able to help build a highly restored statue."
"Well...that's not necessary." While Plissen and others were chatting, the Black Emperor soon landed at the Undertide Port. The port director who had been waiting for a long time warmly welcomed Plissen and his party. .
"Where did this statue come from? Why is it placed here?" Plisson, who returned to Undertide Port, first asked the port director about the situation of the statue next to him. He remembered that on the day he left Undertide Port, this The location where the statue is placed is also a place for loading and unloading goods.
"This is arranged by the Minister of City Construction. It is made by a mage who is good at rock construction. It helps to show your power and domineering power, Lord City Lord."
"Minister of Urban Construction? Does Ghost City still have this official?"
"Well...he was appointed by you personally, the Lord of the City."
"I personally appointed him? How come I don't know? Tell me the name of this minister, and I will check his background." Plisson asked.
"Namiyi Krauch." The port manager answered truthfully.
"Old Snake... That's okay. This guy's position seems to have been appointed by me." Plissen remembered that when he was following the city lord's mansion to wake up, he casually arranged a position for Old Snake in order for the reconstruction work to go smoothly. thing.
Plissen asked the port director who was also the ferryman for some Nether Sea Sand, and prepared to go directly to the ghost city located in the dreamland of the Dream God.
Unexpectedly, during this extra moment of staying at Undertide Port, Plisson met an unexpected acquaintance.
"Lord Angel, long time no see. It seems that I was right. You will come back today." Jarende, wearing a black formal suit and a black top hat, walked from the street next to the port and approached him from a distance. Pleasant said hello.
"Dezi? Didn't you go back to Albany? Why did you suddenly come to Undertide Port?" Plisson replied in surprise.
"There are two reasons for this. I will explain it to you in detail on the way, Lord God Envoy." Jelund, who was approaching, saw Nuo Ling and Moya beside Plissen, and smiled lightly,
"It's better to introduce these friends around you to me first."
"This is Hecate, the ship spirit of the ghost ship, whom you met before." Plisson patted Hecate next to him, and then looked at Moya and Nuo Ling on the other side.
"The one in the back is Moya. Like Hecate, she is also a ship spirit. The one in the front is called Nuo Ling... She is my good friend."
"Hello, little brother in the hat, can you express your opinion on the big statue in front of me?" Nuo Ling asked Jerlend, who was meeting for the first time without any hesitation.
"The statue of the Lord God Envoy? It's pretty good, but there are still a lot of things that need to be optimized." Jarend glanced at the statue not far away.
"No, Dezi, don't you think this statue is awkward here?" Plisson said.
"Indeed, there are some, but there is a reason why this statue is placed here."
"Reason? What reason?" Jarende stretched out his left hand and showed a silver ring. This is the shining silver ring of the Grand Duke of Belvine. It represents the authority of the Grand Duke of the East. Seeing this ring is like seeing the Grand Duke himself. .
Jarende spoke slowly: "The Archduke of Bellween personally came to Undertide Port once when you attended the Four Seas Council, preparing to launch a series of cooperation plans with Ghost City."
"However, Archduke Belvine is allergic to seafood and cannot apply the sand of the Nether Sea, nor can he go to the Ghost City, so he and Deputy City Lord Della changed the meeting place to Undertide Port."
"The situation in Undertide Port... As you know, Lord God, it is dirty and messy. If you compare it, the environment here is not even as good as the slums in Albany. In order to leave a good impression on the Grand Duke of Bellvien, Mr. Namiyi "I worked with talented people from the Ministry of Urban Development to spend several days moving some ornamental facilities such as statues and barely repairing the exterior landscaping of a street and a port."
"Fortunately, the final meeting went well. Ghost City received a large number of orders to rob Vlad's cargo ships. The idle pirates in Undertide Port have a place to go, and Undertide Port will become the largest cargo transfer station in Albany. From then on, Those short-sighted Skyhawk Navy won’t attack here.”
"No one told me that such a big thing happened. Am I really the Lord of the Ghost City?" Plisson was surprised after hearing what Jelend said. However, in addition to being surprised, he was even more moved. It's because he seems to have no sense of presence at the top of the Ghost City.
Thinking back carefully, apart from signing autographs, he didn't seem to have much to do before going to Shipwreck Bay. Della was in charge of trade, Williams was in charge of city defense, and even the old snake who was randomly assigned a position by him He has a higher sense of involvement in this city than he does.
Now that everything has been done by others, Plissen is left to think about what else he, the city lord, can do... Oh, by the way, guard the spiritual space in the city lord's palace.
It's a pity that when Joseph, the demonic city lord, was controlling the ghost city, the spiritual gap in the city lord's mansion was temporarily sealed by him using unknown means.
As a result, Plisson couldn't even do his job as a security guard.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to take care of things anyway, so just be the hands-off shopkeeper." Plisson sighed, and then asked Jarend about other things.
"So, you came here with Archduke Belvine?"
"Well, Kain and I came to Undertide Port with the Grand Duke, but now they have returned to Albany."
"Then why didn't you go back with them? Well...you couldn't have been waiting for me to come back."
"This is only part of the reason. As for the other part, it is because I need to complete the tasks assigned to me by the bus."
"Mission? Is there any mission in Undertide Port that requires a saint to take action?" Plissen said in surprise.
"The Grand Duke wants me to discuss cooperation with you, the Envoy of God."
"Cooperation? Didn't you say that Della has already finished talking to Archduke Belwien?"
"That's a collaboration between Albany and Ghost City." Jarende narrowed his eyes slightly, with a pale golden light emitting from his dark pupils.
"And what Archduke Bellvien wants me to talk about is the private cooperation between him and you, Lord Envoy."
