Chapter 49 49. Set sail
The heavy debts and expenses to be faced in the future made Annan almost breathless.
It wasn’t until he walked out of the dull and turbid mine and bathed in the sunshine that Annan didn’t look so listless.
“Puff, puff, puff —”
A sneaky and strange sound came from a shack. Wood’s toes were pointed inward, leaning against the door in a weird posture,
"What are you doing?"
"Avoid the light."
Wood said that a ghost asked him to come out and wait for him. As soon as he arrived at the camp, the clouds that blocked the sun dispersed, and he He had to hide in a shack.
Confirming that the ghost was indeed helping him, Annan thought of the ore that fell in the mine... Why? Because of that lost ghostly portrait of Tasia?
“How do I go back?”
Annan no longer thought about this, and he and Wood dismantled the bed planks in the shack and used them as parasols to return the same way.
Back at the town tavern, Fast took down the wooden chair that was upside down on the wine table and sat down. Soruman Bronzebeard also came over.
"Have you found the treasure?"
"...No."
Annan could not tell them that there was a mountain of treasure deep in the haunted gold mine, but there was Undead servants, and the guarding blue dragon.
"You can guess it."
Fast could tell from Annan's expression that there was no gain - but he never imagined that Annan would owe five gold coins instead.
Inflation has been serious recently. Annan had not yet earned many silver coins, so he had to worry about gold coins.
"How many more books can you write?" Soruman Bronzebeard believed in Annan's talent.
This is a good idea, but it will take at least a few months before you can benefit from it.
"How long will it take for the first batch of royalties for "The Law Breaks the Sky"?"
"It should be very soon..." Annan expected that the royalties would be a large amount, and it would be best to repay all debts.
“Are you going to visit Breeze City?” Mr. Fast suddenly asked.
Annan was a little moved because the magic materials for the meditation ceremony were almost running out.
But this also means that I will leave the typhoon shelter. Although it's more exciting out there, it's also more dangerous.
"I want to think about it."
Annan thought of what the bard said at this time, that nobles and rich people would fund promising professionals: "Are you interested in funding me?"
Fas Te and Soruman Bronzebeard looked at each other: "The association has long been disbanded. It doesn't matter if you get close to us, but if you accept our funding, you may be labeled..."
"So Didn’t Luman Bronzebeard lend me some gold coins?”
“Just borrow some”
"Can I borrow some more?"
"Yes, but a dozen gold coins will not be of much use to you."
An Nanxin said that it will be of great use, at least you don't have to pay for the Blue Dragon's Worry about compensation.
"If you want to know how to make money, it's best to ask the bard." Fast could see that Annan needed money and suggested: "Maybe the bard will hear business opportunities from the wind . ”
Annan is not sure whether the bard can hear business opportunities in the wind, but Annan does have an idea: Submitting articles can make profits faster than the long wait for publication.
"Is there a newspaper in this world?"
"The world?"
"What is a newspaper? A book?"
Fast and Soruman Bronzebeard at the same time asked.
"I mean 'here', my common language is always full of loopholes." Annan perfunctory Mr. Fast and replied to the female dwarf: "It's almost the same as a book..."
"I have never heard of the book "Newspaper"."
There is no newspaper...
Even Annan's not keen business sense is aware of the terrifying business opportunities here... But he held back got this impulse.
Maybe newspapers in other worlds are not called newspapers, or there are other ways to publish real-time information. Annan needed time to investigate. Moreover, newspapers not only represent interests, they are also the uncrowned kings with the right to speak. Now is not the time to unleash this terrifying beast.
"How to contact the Warlock Protection Association?" Annan changed his mind.
"They pay little attention to remote places in remote worlds."
Unfortunately, there is a remote place at the foot of Annan - not Pinglin Town, nor Breeze City, but the Kingdom of Ruikan'er.
"Okay... then as a warlock, how should you make money?" Annan had no choice but to ask bluntly. He was almost finished reading the Warlock's Codex, but he hadn't seen this part yet.
"Should it be similar to a warrior? Accept the commission and explore the wild..."
So sorcerers are somehow inferior to mages: their magic comes from themselves rather than from learning. If Annan was a mage, he could already recruit mage apprentices to work for him or draw magic scrolls.
Obviously, there is no place to provide commissions in the town, and there is only forest in the wild.
If Annan wants to be promoted and achieve greater achievements, it is inevitable to go to Breeze City.
"I'm going to Breeze City to have a look." Annan made a decision.
But in name, Annan was going to collect the royalties for "The Law Breaks the Sky" - so that he would not look dejected when he came back with nothing.
Fast was not surprised. Pinglin Town was so small that occasional thefts were big news, and Annan was known to the whole town within a few days.
"You can ask Bronzebeard to come with you."
Someone is needed to help understand Breeze City, and the female dwarf happens to be half a local.
Annan knew that it was impossible for Mr. Fast to go with him, but he still couldn't help asking: "What about you?"
"I still have business to do."
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Fast came to the town to escape the strife. He just wanted a peaceful life.
"I'll cover you." Soruman Bronzebeard patted her strong chest.
Having made the decision to see the world, Annan began to prepare for the next departure.
“Did you hear that?”
After Annan took Wood out of the pub, Fast said: “He said ‘the world’”
"What do you mean?"
"He may not be from our continent, or even from this world."
"What does it have to do with us?" Soruman Bronzebeard spread out his short hand, "We haven't even left the Kingdom of Rekaner."
"...You are right."
Fast realized how much they talked about "visitors from another world" No sense.
On the other side, Annan takes Wood to the old house of Aunt Susan's family. Wood wouldn't follow him, the sun would kill it as easily as melting ice, even if it was rainy season.
And its strength can't help much.
Then go to the library and prepare to take a long vacation.
“You’re leaving?”
“How did you know.”
"From the lightness of your steps when you came in."
"Come and get some books from me before setting off." Mr. Victor said angrily, "If a warlock reads a lot of books, he will become smart. Warlock."
Finally, Aunt Susan. Annan thought it would take a while. But Aunt Susan, who was full of reluctance, supported him to go out and take Martin with him.
As for the blue dragon...
Although there are still three days until next month, thirty-three days later it will also be next month.
Maybe he will come back after receiving the royalties, magic contracts and magic materials.
After spending a whole day packing his luggage, Annan said goodbye to Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin early the next morning, but did not see Martin. Thinking that he didn't want to go to Breeze City, he had to go to the tavern alone and get in the carriage.
As a result, shortly after the carriage set off, Annan saw Martin get out of the suitcase.
(End of this chapter)