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Chapter 766 Conflict

"This matter is serious. Although it is nothing to deceive the barbarians, it is really inappropriate to impersonate my Holy Emperor's name."

The savant shook his head slowly.

"This is..."

Zhang Fan was stunned and nodded immediately: "Let me think about it again..."

"Ship owner, there is something else!"

The artist's expression was solemn: "Although we borrowed this port to cultivate, it was a temporary measure, but there seemed to be a lord here. Whether we could accommodate us is still unknown!"

"I originally wanted to prepare a gift and visit this landlord, but I was not familiar with the place and acted rashly, but I was afraid that I would attract covetousness... When we first met, the fishermen and women regarded us as monsters and devils. It seemed that our appearance in the east was really eye-catching here..."

Zhang Fan also expressed his concerns: "Fortunately, there should be some knowledgeable people in the upper class of the kingdom, and maybe there are charts to go to the east."

Even the martial artists and others attach great importance to this.

After all, this is related to whether they can return to their hometown in their lifetime.

"Sir, although this place is backward and ignorant, there are probably many strong people. Please be cautious!"

The artist reminded again: "For example, William, the immortal, can remain young and permanently at the age of 100 and suppress a country. He is obviously a powerful legendary figure. Even in the empire, there are only a few who can compete with him!"

"I know, I know!"

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly: "Do you really think I read too many novels? I want to imitate my predecessors and destroy a country by one? I, Lao Zhang, still know how much I have."

"That's good, that's good!"

The savant and the senior sailor mates next to him all nodded.

There is no way to find that the interests of a new continent are too huge.

In history, whether in the East or the West, there were sailors who discovered an indigenous empire, but with a boat of people or even dozens of people, they conquered a continent and obtained countless records of gold and silver.

This also stimulated the empire's adventurers to conduct ocean-going voyage adventures.

But only those who are informed know that the crew members' fate was not very good, and even the biggest fruit was stolen by the imperial ministers and nobles who followed closely behind.

Instead of taking this risk, it is better to go back with the navigation chart. Just relying on the achievements and honors of discovering the new world, it will be enough for them to lie on the credit card and wait for death for the rest of their lives.

"There is a situation!"

But at this time, the special lookout on the treasure ship pointed at the distance and suddenly screamed.

...

Although the territory of Viscount Tielberg was very barren, it was a middle-class nobleman after all, and had his own private army organization.

At least, in the territory, there is no problem in pulling out a fully armed team of hundreds of people at any time.

At this time, out of greed for the wealth on the giant ship, Viscount Tielberg sent out all his men without hesitation, and five knights under his command responded to their call for bans, wearing iron armor and entourages, and also came outside the fishing village.

"Is that the ship of the pagans? It's really big!"

Far from afar, Viscount Tielberg in the team discovered the treasure ship anchored on the shore. The height made him immediately recall the Iron Armored Fleet he had seen.

"Although it is only for civil use, there are no armor or cannons, if it is used for transportation, it will definitely make huge profits!"

Viscount Tielberg said in a marvelous voice.

"Master Viscount, we only need to judge heresy. As for this ship and the cargo on it, you can handle it with all your powers. The church only needs 30% of its value!"

Bishop Melk wore a pastoral robe and offered conditions on behalf of the church.

"Thirty percent, why don't you go to rob?"

Viscount Tielberg immediately exaggeratedly: "I brought five knights and one hundred and fifty soldiers, and you! I only brought a few priests."

"Yes, but at least they have an amazing role in healing and expelling the devil's curse!"

Bishop Melk never gave in to the truth.

This is also the characteristic of the Seer Continent. The interests can be discussed on the table without any hiding.

"The curse of the pagans and the devil believers...well, I agree."

If Bishop Melk had only boasted about how powerful the power of the few priests were, Viscount Tielberg would have sneered, but in the face of curse such an invisible and intangible thing, he could not help but feel guilty.

"Start up and don't let those infidels run away!"

Several knights wearing canned armor and riding horses whistled.

"Don't worry!"

Bishop Melk smiled strangely: "It will not take a moment to start a big ship like that... and they have many sailors who are tired of life on the ship and are lingering on the land!"

It can be seen that he was still very prepared for these strangers.

...

"Sir, what should I do?"

The large group of people was discovered, causing a huge commotion, and the sailors on the treasure ship were staring at Zhang Fan with worried expressions.

"I'll go down to negotiate, you guys are ready to drive the boat first!"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

The treasure ship now is his biggest way of retreat. As long as it can start, it can fly away immediately, so it has a little confidence in its heart.

He ordered a few people, and together with the magician, he came to the fishing village, watching the dust rising from the road.

A group of black shadows gradually emerged, first of which were five knights with complete armor, behind them was a team of militiamen. The captains and above were all wearing leather armor and holding weapons. Although they were a bit like a mob, the fishermen had already hid home in fear and closed the door to death.

"I wonder what's the point of being here?"

Zhang Fan glanced at the magician next to him, and the other party immediately blessed him with a "language-savvy" spell.

Originally, this magic had a permanent effect, but with Zhang Fan's status, he could not afford to hire such a great magician. The ship-to-ship mage could only tinker with this temporary version, which only lasted for more than a dozen hours, but it was enough to use it.

"Strange man! I am the local lord, Viscount of Tielberg!"

Two rows of knights separated from the soldiers, and a proud young nobleman walked out. He was wearing a silk robe, his skin looked a bit sickly pale because he had not been exposed to the sun for a long time. He had blood in his eyes, dark circles and bags in his eyes. He didn't know how long he had not had a rest.

"You have entered the country in disclaimer, infringed on my territory, and carried out illegal commercial activities, and have not paid taxes yet!"

But even though it seemed to be a frustration, Viscount Tielberg proudly announced Zhang Fan and others' charges: "Now, you need to pay the price for your actions!"

"Wait a minute, this respected Viscount Lord!"

Zhang Fan immediately shook his hand: "We were just accidentally blown here by a storm. Because the ship needs urgent repairs, we have to park on expensive land. We are willing to pay the rent for it!"

"rent?"

Viscount Tielberg licked his lips, as if he had seen the yellow little cuties waving to him.

But Zhang Fan didn't know that his surrender was regarded as a sign of weakness by the other party.

After all, compared to a little insignificant compensation, the entire ship and cargo were naturally more valuable. Even if Bishop Melk had not insisted on judging heresy, Viscount Tielberg even had the intention to sell these sailors into slaves.

Slaves who master a skill can still sell at a good price in the market, not to mention the excellent gimmick of hair color and pupils. I believe some of the curious slave owners need them.

"Very good, the matters in the port can be put down, but you traded in my territory without paying taxes, which has violated the laws of my territory!"

Viscount Tielberg showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "According to the laws I have formulated, all illegal property must be confiscated, of course, including that boat!"

"Do it!"

With a wave of his hand, many soldiers and knights surrounded him.

"I just knew that the barbarians in foreign countries were indeed ambitions!"

Zhang Fan sighed and pulled out a soft sword like a measuring tape from his belt: "Go on!"

"The heaven and earth are in a storm, listen to my orders, hurry!"

The magician who had been prepared had made a gesture, and a white cloud exploded in the crowd.

Although it does not have much lethality, it effectively blocks the soldiers' sight.

Whoosh!

At this chaotic moment, Zhang Fan rushed out like a cheetah, and the target was the Viscount Tielberg, whose expression was still left on his face.

Whoosh!

The soft sword was straight in his hand, emitting a blue halo, like a spring of clear water, and with an indescribable sharpness. A red line appeared between the eyebrows and throats of several soldiers, and fell down softly.

As the leader of a ship, Zhang Fan is naturally not an ordinary person. Even his hand, he paid a lot of gold and baht, and learned it in the largest Kendo Academy in Fufeng County.

"Help!"

In contrast, Viscount Tielberg threw the courage of his father to an unknown corner, and was so scared that he rolled down from his horse, and was extremely embarrassed.

"kill!"

However, his several knights and vassals roared at this time, and their fighting spirit burst out, pounced over like a black bear.

"Good strength, but unfortunately I'm too reckless!"

Zhang Fan sneered, his figure as flexible as a shadow. After fighting a knight hard, he immediately turned around. The soft sword seemed to have its own life and stabbed in through the gap in the knight's armor.

puff!

Blood splattered, and a knight fell softly, while Zhang Fan stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Viscount Tielberg: "Don't come over!"

"Shoot the arrow!"

Who knew that at this time, Bishop Melk, who had been staying by his side, as if he was harmless, shouted: "Purify!"
Chapter completed!
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