Schliemann and others sat around the north city wall. They worked together to improve the autonomy plan of Lujiao County and finally finalized a version.
Hank summoned Minster, handed Minster a letter to the king and a dozen Andadir gold coins, and asked him to go to the capital of Hisoka, accompanied by the warrior House.
Looking at the horses running towards the northeast, Hank felt particularly happy. He had taken the first step, which was an important step in determining the future direction.
"I can help you with the drawings of the flying ship. I have a mechanic on board. During the construction of the flying ship, we will set sail and continue our exploration. The rest is up to you.
I will draw a navigation chart for you later. You have to select some people to train on my ship for a few days. At least they can learn the basic skills of navigation. "
Walter held a candle and was dripping it on the parchment that Apton had just finished writing. When he saw that it was almost done, Apton imprinted it with the ring on his hand, leaving a symbol with wings spread out. Sun pattern.
"After arriving in the continent of Valance, I will have people in any chamber of commerce at any port. Your people just need to stand in front of the notice board, call out the name of the Lorenz Chamber of Commerce, and show this letter to the person coming, and he will tell you people to negotiate the rest.”
Hank took the letter and carefully put it into his inner pocket. The smile on his face made him look like the big boy next door again.
"Thank you both, your arrival has given us the right to look forward to the future."
"We need you too. A stable supply point is what we want. As for the wealth this purpose brings, that is the price we pay. You just need to be worthy of the price."
Schliemann said, patting Hank's arm.
"Ah...what is that?"
Hillpeter, who had been silent, pointed to a small black spot in the distance and muttered. Schliemann glanced over there and took out his telescope.
"Why is there such a thing on your island!?"
Ampton grabbed the telescope and frowned after reading it.
"The descendant of the ancient god..."
Schliemann was stunned when he heard what Ampton said.
"Do you recognize this thing?"
"Our royal family has our own knowledge inheritance, and of course this kind of thing will be included in it."
"That means...the legends you told on the day we set sail are all true?"
"I don't know either. This is the first time I've seen this thing in action."
"Then is there any way to deal with this thing in your inheritance?"
Apton shook his head, frowning in silence for a while, and sighed deeply.
"If only the Heart of Glory was still there..."
Hank sounded the alarm, and the tenant farmers gathered on the wall. He issued orders one after another, and the city defense equipment was pushed to the crenels and stood ready.
"It's useless, that thing can't be killed by these things... It can only move as fast as a person walking at most. Why don't you send someone on horseback to try to lure him away?"
Ampton looked at the dot and murmured.
Hank complied and ordered the drawbridge to be lowered, and two lightly-armed sharecroppers rode out on horseback.
It took the two cavalrymen half an hour to get close to the son of the ancient god. Compared with the dot-like son of the ancient god, the two cavalrymen became extremely blurry under the highest magnification of the telescope. .
Soon, the two vague cavalrymen separated into left and right, shot two symbolic arrows and then began to turn back.
After another half hour, the returning cavalry was brought to the city wall.
Their eyes were full of fear and they were trembling.
"No, the horses are disobedient."
"No, even if it is obedient, I don't want to get close."
"I have never dreamed of something so terrifying...Run away before it's too late!"
"..."
The two of them seemed to have been greatly stimulated. They described the fear they felt incoherently, but they did not describe the appearance of the thing at all. No matter what Hank asked, they just held their heads and shivered.
Schliemann looked at the black spots crawling towards Antler City and sighed.
"If Antler City is no longer there, there will be no talk of autonomy or the establishment of air routes...
Minster and the others are already on their way to the royal capital. King Hisoka will blame all disasters on your tenant army. They will say that your tenant army's resistance angered the god Hector, and thus sent down heaven's punishment.
They will also throw dirty water on us outsiders and become even more xenophobic. "
"So, this is your battle to establish a city, and it is also a battle we must face to establish a supply point."
After finishing speaking, Ampton turned to look at Walter: "Go and find me a bow and a horse."
"Yes...this is an inevitable battle."
Schliemann said, winking at Hilpeter.
A few minutes later, at the north gate of Antler City, Schliemann put on the leaf pendant and got on his horse.
Upton was already on his horse and was pulling the string of his bow, adjusting to its strength.
"Don't you use a bow?"
"I can't use a bow, but I have this thing."
Schliemann raised the homemade musket in his hand, kicked the stirrup, and the horse bolted out.
The horse ran for a long time, and the black spot became bigger and bigger. It was not until he got closer that Schliemann realized how big the descendant of the ancient god was.
It was taller than the city wall, and its body was covered with dark tentacles. Those tentacles were squirming and rolling crazily, layer by layer, densely packed.
Wherever it passed, the flowers, plants and trees all withered, as if their vitality had been drained away.
These curling tentacles are interspersed with eyeballs, ears, and even hearts and intestines.
As the two approached, the horses began to work, snoring and slowing down.
The whisper came, and it was different from the whisper of memories mixed with the blue sea. This whisper touched Schliemann's heartstrings, making him irritable and wanting to destroy something.
"Hey! Don't look into those eyes!"
Ampton's shout made Schlieman startled. He quickly looked away and looked at the lower part of the descendant of the ancient god.
There are also layers of tentacles rolling around there, mixed with bones, both human and animal.
As they got closer, the whisper appeared in Apton's mind again. He clearly didn't look at those eyes, but the scream full of sadness still appeared in his mind.
The horses could no longer withstand it. They stopped, stamped on the ground in panic, and snorted. No matter how much Schliemann and Apton urged them, they just refused to move forward.
This place was already within the shooting range of the bow and arrow. Ampton drew his bow and fired continuously. The three arrows drew an arc and pierced into the body with the curling tentacles, but failed to have any effect.
The descendant of the ancient god, which was composed of curling tentacles, successfully attracted attention. It paused at its already slow speed and let out a weird roar. This roar was like a piece of decayed iron scratching on the glass, which made people scalp. tingling.
"Captain...help me..."
Both of them heard this vague cry for help, and they looked at each other in surprise.
"Jimmy?!"
