Chapter 59 58 Port of Crete

Chapter 59 58. Port of Crete

In fact, the wound had almost healed last night. He said this to Rafael just to lure the enemy deeper, and then catch her when she found something wrong. It must be said that the physical strength bonus and reproductive ability bonus of the subhuman girl's manual are really strong, which can be seen from a simple little thing last night.

There is space magic in Fisher's carriage, so the sound insulation effect of the room is quite good. Otherwise, there is only one room between them, and the expressions of Mil and Lar in the morning would not be so natural.

The next morning, after packing up, Fisher prepared to set off for the northern port of Crete.

The carriage, which had rested for a day, drove at full speed, entered the wilderness from the resting forest and then set off north. It was only half a day's journey, and Fisher vaguely saw the traces of the war between Schwari and the subhumans in the distance.

Schwari is also known as the "Land of the Sun" and was extremely good at hand-to-hand combat before the technological revolution.

Several hundred years ago, during the war with Nari, the capital of Nari was attacked three times, which was called "Gedlin's Shame" in history. Gedlin is the surname of the Nari royal family. It was the surname given to the Pope of Kadu by the Nari Emperor in the peak period of ancient times after he marched eastward to Kadu. It means "God's commandments" and symbolizes his majesty in the entire continent.

But his descendants were chased to the corner of the coast by the Sun Knights of Schwalien several times a few hundred years later. They played hide-and-seek with the other side in their own territory, and all their wives and children were abandoned and ran away. It can be seen how fierce Schwalien was at that time.

As a result, Schwalien also advocated force and power, forming a unique centralized political system. The parliament was basically in name only, and power was basically held by the king and several major clans.

Oh, by the way, this is also the source of their nobles' male homosexuality.

Fisher guessed it, and he hasn't published an article yet, for fear of being criticized by Schwalien scholars.

Since the technological revolution, Schwari has embarked on a path of no return in the study of explosions. Schwari's artillery fire is the most fierce in the Western Continent. They have different special bombs for different buildings, groups and other targets. The research on firearms and ships is far behind. They played the advantage of hand-to-hand combat of their ancestors, first bombarding the enemy's position, and when the enemy's formation was loose, they organized soldiers to rush in for hand-to-hand combat.

Sometimes even before their own artillery fire was over, the soldiers had already rushed in their own artillery fire, giving the enemy no chance to react.

This time, the battle against the sub-humans was also the same. Although it was not an official army, the general combat strategy did not change much. No wonder Rafael heard very fierce artillery fire that night.

I saw deep pits with a depth of more than two meters everywhere in the wilderness in front of me. Many bodies of goblins, centaurs, and sheep people fell in the position, either incomplete or intact, and all of them had lost their lives.

Occasionally, one or two Schvali soldiers in red uniforms could be seen, but there were often many subhuman corpses piled up around them.

One glance was enough to tell the final result: the subhumans had failed.

The door behind Fisher was open, and Rafael saw everything without saying a word, and could even smell the lingering smell of gunpowder.

But her expression did not change at all, and she just silently memorized the scene here in her heart.

Fortunately, this seemed to be the last battlefield for the subhumans and humans to fight. After defeating the remaining forces here, the Schvali soldiers turned back and went into the forest. The gold mine they wanted seemed to be in that direction.

So Fisher and his men did not encounter humans on the way, and of course did not encounter any living subhumans. They walked through this wilderness safely.

After another day's journey, this place was no longer a wilderness in the strict sense, because the grass on the ground had been driven out of the road by carriages passing by one after another, indicating that human carriages often passed by here.

Walking a little further ahead, Fisher ran into several passing carriages, two from Nari and one from Schwari, which seemed to be travelers who had just arrived in the southern continent.

Fisher pulled the reins, and there was a large lavender field in the wilderness ahead. The lavender, about half a person's height, was floating in the wind and growing along the hillside, which was a very nice landscape. The sea breeze mixed with the faint fragrance of lavender came, and the sound of the wind was accompanied by the sound of waves and the sound of whistles in the distance.

From here to the distance, from high to low, the sight was opened, and it was easy to see the buildings covered with steel and stone bricks on the shore of the continent. Several huge steam cruise ships were docked on the shore, and black smoke was constantly spewing from the top.

They arrived at the port of Crete.

Fisher's eyes jumped a few times, but he did not move forward. He just stopped the carriage at the edge of the lavender field, and then opened the door of the carriage and walked in.

Rafael sat by the steps and looked at the decorations in the carriage. Lar was chewing bread next to Mir. When he saw Fisher coming in, his eyes lit up. Fashir and Koshir still looked like ghosts, but they were not vigilant. They just didn't want to talk to Fisher.

"I'll go out for some fresh air."

After Fisher entered the room, Rafael, who was sitting on the steps, said so, and then opened the door of the carriage and went out.

"Fisher, I ate your bread, hehe."

"You eat it."

Fisher touched her head, and then turned to look at Mir,

"I didn't lock the fourth door. The supplies are inside. You have already known the tableware before."

"Hey?"

Mil nodded subconsciously, but was very confused as to why Fisher suddenly told her this.

"Let's rest here for a while."

After Fisher finished speaking, he entered his room and closed the door. A few minutes later, he walked out of the room with a meat saw and went into the wilderness.

Lar opened his mouth, as if he wanted to follow, but was caught by Kosher and Fasher behind him.

"Lar, don't go, stay here."

"But."

"Lar, I said stay here."

"Okay."

Lar looked at Fisher who walked out with a weapon with some grievance, and even didn't want to eat the bread, so he had to lean on Mil's arms.

Outside, the lavender scent rising in the wind was very nice. Fisher took a deep breath, got off the carriage, and threw the meat saw into the field. In front of him, Rafael stood on the lavender hillside, looking far at the magnificent Port of Crete.

"Is that the steamship you mentioned?"

"Yeah."

Fisher lit a cigarette and answered.

"It doesn't look alive."

"I never said it was alive."

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Rafael didn't say anything else, just looked deeply at the huge ship in the distance, watching it make a sound and then be pushed out of the port by a huge force, heading towards the endless ocean. One by one, carriages carried humans into the wilderness of this continent, from various countries, including Nari, Shivali, Cardo, and even some small countries.

The two of them stood here and watched for a long time, and then Fisher patted her shoulder,

"I said I would take you to see a steamship. Did you see it this time?"

"Yeah"

Rafael retracted her green eyes and turned to look at the man beside her. She took a deep breath, and then her face gradually became serious.

"I still have one last chance to assassinate, right?"

Fisher smoked a cigarette and nodded calmly,

"Yes."

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Rafael just looked at him, the scales on her body stood up little by little, her red horns also burst into intense light, and the steam on her body slowly moved, blowing the surrounding lavender invisibly.

"Your magic was used up in Felon City. Even if you engraved some in the past few days, it would definitely not be as much as before. But this time, I will still go all out."

Fisher also pinched out the cigarette butt, walked silently to the edge of the carriage, and picked up the folded meat saw.

His face was calm, and he returned to the coldness of the first meeting. The gentleman-like suit of Nari made him look so handsome.

Sure enough, human clothes only look good on him.

Rafael thought so.

But Fisher obviously didn't know what she was thinking. He just unfolded the meat saw in his hand, and a little silver-white pattern appeared on it, which was the magic he had temporarily engraved in the past few days.

The wind blew the lavender field, and his voice came,

"Come on, Raphael."

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