Just as a seemingly even fight but in fact one-sided fight was about to break out, the local landlord finally came out.

"Oh, Mr. Special Commissioner, you have plundered the merchant ship until you escaped. Now you have set your mind on the fleet again!" A familiar voice from Feili suddenly came from behind the tax collection station, "I order you to take your people back to your kennel immediately. The internal affairs of the Church of Magic Goddess are not your turn to meddle in other people's business!"

"Hmph, it's your priest who meddled with the other person! Even if you are the commander of the security guard, you are not qualified to order me!" Even when facing two attacks, the dedicated customs commissioner still refused to give in. He knew very well that no one among the people present dared to make a big deal, and it would be fine to scare people with weapons. If a person's life really happens, it will be a huge blow to the forces behind either side.

And causing trouble to the people of the Magic Goddess Church is his main purpose here--of course, according to the teachings of the God of Justice, all actions must be "legal".

"So am I qualified? Mr. Commissioner, and all the paladins of Tyre?"

A strange voice suddenly sounded. Although the tone was calm, the originally calm paladins made a stir and amazement. Before the special commissioner could give the order, they ran away with a whistle. Most of the people on the pier also opened their eyes wide open with an incredible look on their faces.

A handsome officer wearing a navy blue military dress, with golden spikes and decorations and etiquette and knife, stood at the entrance of the dock with a smile, followed by six female guards in crimson gowns. In front of them, a thin golden man in a big black dress, stood with an axe, and his orange-red eyes were coldly scanning the two groups of people facing each other. Although he was slim and looked like a creamy boy, he was quite decisive in every move, and his temperament was long-standing. In the warm sunshine, the sharp weapon reflected a dull cold light, which attracted people's hearts.

It was a very ordinary long-handled axe, like a common labor tool used by lumberjacks. But when you look at it intently, there seemed to be a layer of golden mist flowing on the ground axe blade that made the fine steel. Many colorful magical six-pointed stars flashed and jumped in the fog. If you are a magician with a higher level, you can also see that space and time around the axe were twisted and deformed, scattered with strange ripples, and even mysterious bursts were heard.

"Terramante's Axe! Is your Excellency...Chief Consul Gan Melier?" asked in a low voice, trembling all over.

"Yes, I am Gumelier. Mr. Special Commissioner, you are very disrespectful to me today!"

Gan Melier gently waved the weapon in his hand - the axe that once cut Aio, the king of the gods, into pieces, and replied coldly, "According to the law, every CEO has the right to obtain three death quotas after obtaining this artifact that symbolizes the power of the empire, to bypass legal procedures and execute officials who are evil. As long as the Congress does not propose impeachment afterwards, there is no responsibility. In the four years of my rule, there is no use for one place! Do you want to try the taste of this axe? Mr. Customs Commissioner of the extortion soldiers and diplomatic missions!"

Under the power of the CEO and the Axe of Terramant, the soldiers of the God of Justice Tyr retreated in a hurry and finally continued to move forward. The envoys of the Mazka continent were even more overjoyed and immediately came up to get close to Ganmerier. I hoped to find out a little bit of news from the supreme authority. However, although the CEO spoke very gracefully and expressed great sympathy for the people of the Mazka continent, he never refused to make any promises. Instead, he turned around and found out the current situation of the rebels and the origin of the Nesser scroll.

As these people were talking about the hidden cleverness, the handsome officer in a navy blue military dress seemed to have come over enthusiastically and greeted Feili and others who were following behind.

"Hi. Feiri, Owo, and there are a few others. Your trip is going well! Tsk tsk. I actually picked up a princess and came back. Why didn't I have such good luck?"

"Because last time you ate the dark elf mother and daughter in the cellar, you have already spent all your luck in this life!" Feili rolled her eyes and retorted, "Besides, what if you pick up a princess? They are envoys, they can't push or ride, and they have to serve them politely. If you are interested, you might as well show your diligence. Maybe when the princess is happy, she will take you off!"

Charlotte shrugged, "I am indeed very interested in that very elegant princess, but I really don't compliment the country where she lives. I am not the kind of person who will give up the whole flower for a flower, let alone the flowers are growing in a dangerous wilderness!"

"The flowers folded in your hand are already enough to open a flower shop!" Feili snorted from her nostrils, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. How is the situation in Arctic Port during the past few dozen days I have been away?"

"The situation is very bad." Charlotte shook his head and said, "As soon as the customs investigation team entered, it closed the warehouse and checked the accounts. Those passionate fools from the Church of the God of Justice are simply looking for trouble! Not to mention smugglers, even the legitimate merchants who came to collect furs were scared and ran away. The income in October was almost zero. Many citizens who had just moved here moved back to their hometowns when they saw that they had no business to do... Alas, the climate environment of this place is really too bad. They can freeze people's noses in autumn. If there is no huge profit, who would come?"

"The income is almost zero? Who are you cheating!" Feili sneered, "I don't know how powerful your ability to shave the ground? Comparing the hot-blooded fools on the dock with you, they are simply a rookie--they only know how to peel off the goose and the belt hair, but you know how to pull the most goose feathers and hear the least goose scream!"

"I mean it!" Charlotte was also a little annoyed, "The more you don't know how to adapt, the more destructive you are! Do you not even understand this? They checked accounts in stores and used the magical technique of detecting lies, and there were a little loopholes. They arrested them day and night for interrogation. Even if they were not punished, few people could withstand the fatigue bombardment. Nowadays, who is completely clean under the ***? Who can withstand such delays?"

"...It turns out that they are playing map cannons, and they are fighting and blocking them! Haha, these laymen are really looking for a way, and you will be disgusted to death if you can't kill you."

"Who said no? If you drive the Xiangrui in, they will dare to detain the ship! Alas, I hate laymen the most to find fault!"

Just as they were chatting with each other, they had slowly walked out of the dock and entered the market area. As an important supply and transit port, in more than half a year after the agreement was signed, a large number of cargo warehouses and shops soon appeared between the castles and docks of the Arctic Port. Although most of them were simple sheds, the goods were of rich variety and cheap, and compared with the size of cities with a population of less than 30,000, it was already very prosperous.

But when Feili stepped into the market this time, her mind was irritated by the scene in front of her.

Although the market still covers a vast area and the alleys are crisscrossing, the flow of people doing business is extremely sparse, and there are only a few people walking in the entire market. The shops that open are so few that you can count them with one hand. The vendors introduce goods weakly, and the customers select goods listlessly, and everyone's eyes are blank. A strong wind blows, and the paper pieces, fruit cores on the ground, and the snow rolls in, almost covering the entire market. Feili and others can't help but cover their mouths and noses, and the sound of rapid coughs comes one after another.

"Ahem, it's so deserted. It seems you're so poor." Feiri coughed and patted Charlotte's shoulder sympathetically. "Why are there not even a patrolman? Where have you been today, brothers?"

"Where did you go? Of course I'm going to prepare for the reception venue!" Charlotte glanced at him, suddenly came over and asked in a low voice, "Is the scroll true?"

"Can there be any fakes? Otherwise, I'm full?" Feiri's eyes suddenly widened, "But the boss has nothing to say yet, don't talk around... By the way, what venue should I prepare for entertaining them? There are only five envoys from Tkumse!"

"But there are still people here who don't count them!" Charlotte smiled bitterly, and introduced with his fingers. "In the past two days, our distinguished guests have really been one after another. First, Lord Ganmeir came over with a group of staff on the dragon, then several bishops, archbishops, and then several staff officers and directors of the Ministry of Defense. Now, even the merchants who had just slipped away have sent representatives back. Lord Zena and I finally learned the news. The government's confidentiality awareness is really...ah!"

Feili agrees very much with this. The bureaucrats in the empire are this virtue. No matter what news, as long as they go through normal procedures, they will always be leaked like a sieve. Except for the people who should know, everyone else is very clear about it. On the contrary, private reports are often kept quite confidential and even become a unsolved case.

"After so many masters, we naturally have to receive warmly, so all the rooms in the castle were freed up. Now I have to sleep in the barracks." Charlotte complained, "Brother Feili, your house has also been requisitioned. Why don't you come to the barracks? I'll give you a tent."

"Then forget it. The weather is so cold, I can't stand it. After I finish the procedures, I'll go back to the boat to live." Feili waved his hand with a wry smile, "It's not a few days since the port is frozen. Do you think I should move the Xiangrui to the ground or drive to the port in the south to spend the winter?"

In this way, I, the candidate, are the most unlucky. Feili found this fact depressedly-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter completed!