Your war hammer is too fake

"Unless the Baroness releases the respected directors, restores their rightful powers, and apologizes for the previous offense, our guild will never provide any service to a woman in pants!" said the Shipwrights' Guild to the pioneer knights who went to deliver the message.

Led by the Shipbuilders' Guild, several important guilds with great influence in Marienburg openly refused to meet with the emperor, while more guilds adopted a subtle attitude, shirking the audience with various reasons, and it was obvious that they wanted to sit on the sidelines.

The guilds were not just talking. Under the coordination and instigation of the guilds, shops and vendors refused to sell any supplies to the system troops' quartermasters, carriage shops and passenger ships refused to allow system troops to board, restaurants and taverns did not allow system troops to eat in their shops, and even prostitutes refused to serve system soldiers, even if these wealthy soldiers offered double the price.

"Then you started killing people?" Xiao Yiyue asked.

"What kind of image do you have of me?" An Jiyue rolled her eyes at her friend whom she had known for nearly ten years before she traveled through time. "I have to say that the ten major families are indeed deeply rooted. Even if I arrested all the directors except Yan and Acate, they can still make a lot of noise. Unfortunately, I have a cheat."

The War Codex can recruit civilians, and the price depends on the race. When Akat hurriedly visited and tried to persuade An Jiyue to make some concessions so that he could try to win over some people, Aiwen recruited and deployed 20,000 civilians at An Jiyue's request, and all these newcomers were concentrated in the Elf Town.

The identities of the civilians in the system can be adjusted within a certain range, such as all farmers, all craftsmen, all merchants, etc. Of course, no matter what the specific identity is, it can only be the most ordinary one, such as an ordinary craftsman, an ordinary small vendor, etc. It is impossible to give you an elite blacksmith who can forge full body plate armor.

The guilds were all dumbfounded. Their resistance was useless. 20,000 system civilians seamlessly integrated into the city life of Marienburg, and took on the function of providing various services to the army. What was even more terrible was that the system troops blocked the entire city and prohibited anyone without permission from entering or leaving. Citizens who had no habit of saving ran out of food in a few days. Just when the grain merchants who were eager to make a fortune thought they could take advantage of the opportunity, the city hall began to set up state-owned stores in various communities.

State-owned stores sell affordable food, and they are high-quality food without any impurities. Of course, if you want to buy things in state-owned stores, you must show your identity card. As for where to get your identity card? Dear, please go to the city hall to register your identity first!

The clerks who were attracted by the high salary offered by An Jiyue fell into the hell of documents after less than three days of leisure. These people were basically foreigners, and they had just arrived for a short time, so they were not instigated by the guilds. They painfully realized that the high salary of County Magistrate Ai was not so easy to get. The crazy influx of citizens into the city hall forced them to work 16 hours a day, but even so, it was difficult to meet the needs.

Then, when they couldn't stand this outrageous work intensity anymore and wanted to resign, An Jiyue, who had predicted this in advance, timely promoted the most competitive ones among them and appointed them as official officials of the city hall.

At the same time, An Jiyue also announced that the social public service team will be further expanded. If the existing clerks perform well, you may be the next one to be promoted~

Who doesn’t want to make progress? Anyway, these foreigners who left their hometowns and came to Marienburg to make a living all said that they wanted to, very much!

"That's how I finished the census while beating up the guild. As for the food war, I don't think there's much to say about it. Anyway, you can definitely guess how I did it." An Jiuyue said.

As long as you have proof of identity, you can buy unlimited food in state-owned stores. At first, the food merchants who didn't believe in evil were ready to give County Magistrate Ai a warning, and they tried to raise money by selling everything they had to buy up all the food in County Magistrate Ai's hands and drive up the price of food again. In the end, the lucky ones among these people were able to cut their losses in time and return to the ranks of the working people after losing most of their property; the unlucky ones could only jump into the Rick River.

The first round of battle between County Magistrate Ai (played by a certain Jiedushi named An) and the profiteers ended in the latter's complete defeat. Of course, it was a dream to expect these people to stop. An Jiyue once again sent people to summon the leaders of all guilds. This time only some small guilds came, and most of the guilds still refused to meet their new ruler.

An Jiyue didn't care about this. Since some people are just shameless, there is nothing to say, just continue to fight.

……

As usual, the second round was another confrontation on the commercial level.

It was still early October, and the Parraon army, which had just received the bad news that its base was gone, was now rushing back. In the eyes of the locals in Marienburg, it was obviously a troubled time: the newly crowned emperor had just dealt with the Yankees who were wreaking havoc on the coastline of Nordland, and the Bretonnians came to attack again. In addition, the Elector of Middenland, who originally had a significant advantage in the election, suddenly withdrew from the election for no apparent reason. The empire was doomed!

Just as An Jiyue said to the group members, the Paraon people definitely did not have the ability to take down Altdorf, but they did not need to take down Altdorf. As long as the Paraon army appeared outside the capital, Karl Franz and the Reik Territory would be humiliated, and the new emperor's authority would inevitably suffer a huge blow.

Will Midden still be able to sit still? In the eyes of the profiteers who don't know the truth about Boris's withdrawal from the election, the Wolf Lord will definitely take advantage of the situation to propose a new election for the emperor, and Reikland and the Church of Sigmar will definitely not accept it. If this matter is not handled properly, the empire will be in a state of civil war again in a matter of minutes.

A certain Taiko once said that war is an opportunity. As long as the war does not happen on one's own land, war means endless opportunities to make money. So, after a series of connections, the profiteers started to act again.

Except for grain, which had not fluctuated much because the grain merchants had just been nearly wiped out and the state-owned stores were the mainstay, all the materials related to the war were rising in price like crazy: steel, war horses, mules, medicines, etc. The prices of these materials were skyrocketing. At this time, a high elf with a mysterious origin appeared at the internal banquet held by the merchants.

This male high elf named Arkanis is a noble from Lothern, and is said to be a somewhat complicated relative of the current Phoenix King. Like all Asur nobles, Mr. Arkanis is proficient in all kinds of court conspiracies, and has a swordsmanship that is considered superb by humans.

Arcanis did not reveal his purpose, but judging from the fact that this distinguished gentleman only appeared at private banquets of merchants and deliberately avoided County Magistrate Ai and her subordinates... well...

The profiteers not only hoped to make a fortune from the civil war, but also wanted to use it to attack Lady Egwene's rule. After noticing the merchants' intentions, the mysterious Mr. Arcanis gave a suggestion: he personally opened a bank and was willing to provide unlimited loan services. Of course, those who apply for loans need to use materials as collateral. Even if it has been mortgaged, as long as they are willing to sign a contract with "authority" guarantee and have multiple certifications, they can continue to be mortgaged. When asked "what kind of authority can provide guarantees" and "can provide guarantees for others multiple times", this seemingly shrewd elven nobleman evaded the question vaguely, but repeatedly emphasized his connection with the Phoenix Court. So a smart man took out a promissory note from a bank opened by one of the ten major families on the spot, and then got boxes of elven gold ingots as he wished.

How could the Marienburg bumpkins, whose social form was still in the Renaissance, have ever seen this? After tentatively taking out a few loans, the profiteers soon discovered a new way to make money: they used the loans to buy more materials, then took out more loans, and repeated the above steps. Since the world was still using traditional precious metal currencies, the liquidity in the market was quickly sucked dry, but the profiteers who had tasted the sweetness could not stop at all.

During this process, various materials were gathered as collateral in the hands of the banks of Arcanis. Since they really couldn't come up with so much cash in a short period of time, only the first few batches of loans were actually paid, and then they were quickly replaced with various bonds. The profiteers expressed their understanding of this, after all, precious metals are not paper money, which can be printed with nuclear-powered printing presses.

The merchants who originally had both money and materials were gradually left with only money and beautifully crafted bonds with anti-counterfeiting marks added by magic. The entire middle of October was spent in this increasingly frenetic atmosphere.

By the end of this month, the price of war materials in Marienburg had risen to an incredible level, and they were out of stock, seriously out of stock. After all, the productivity level of this world is there, and the total amount of materials is limited. Once they are sold out, they will be gone in a short time.

Seeing that the time was ripe, An Jiyue gave the order to prepare to close the net.

The City Hall stepped forward and began to sell off war supplies in small quantities, and only accepted real money. It was already the day before the Battle of Paraon, and the small amount of goods was quickly bought up as soon as they were sold. The City Hall began to gradually increase the sales volume, and for a time curbed the crazy price increase. The profiteers saw how this could work? They quickly organized themselves and took out less and less cash to buy up the goods from the City Hall.

At this time, An Jiyue was no longer in Marienburg. She needed to help Egwene win the Battle of Paraon to ensure that there would be no accidents in this battle involving a series of future plans. And Arcanis, who was responsible for staying in Marienburg, the high elf noble under the command of the mage Dustan, would be responsible for the final closing link.

"According to the date, the news of the Battle of Paraon should have reached Marienburg by now," An Jiyue invited Xiao Yiyue. "Let's not worry about the suspected lizardman travelers on the Dragon Islands. How about accompanying me to enjoy the sight of flying people? It's a pity that Marienburg doesn't have many tall buildings, so most people will probably jump into the river."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiyue smiled and nodded: "Okay."

The author says:

Author's words: PS: Answer to reader "Palette":

Because the conflict with the High Elves was inevitable from the beginning. The independence of Marienburg was certainly a reflection of its own will, but it was also fueled by the High Elves. Even when William III was ready to resolve the matter by force, the High Elves personally helped Marienburg defeat the Imperial Army and forced William III to agree to Marienburg's independence. In other words, as long as Marienburg was touched, the High Elves would definitely intervene. In this case, why leave an Elf Town, a city within a city, inside the city?

Chapter 217 Assassination

William closed the blinds and turned to look at the other person in the room.

"Your plan has failed utterly," the Chaos Warlock said. "The Imperials have won. I don't know how they did it, but victory is victory. The authority of the new emperor has been maintained, and civil war is unlikely to break out."

"It was a failed investment," Jan van der Kuipers swirled his glass. "My business was ruined and my reputation was ruined. Fortunately, I found a better business in time."

"If I were you, even if it was just a pretense, I would care about the safety of the captured family members," William walked over to sit opposite Yann, and a maid-like Nieto immediately came over to pour him a glass of wine, "I guess they won't live long."

"That's really unfortunate." Yan shrugged, looking disapproving.

On the night of the raid on Marienburg, Jahn accepted William's invitation to a banquet, but somehow managed to avoid the capture operation. As a local tyrant who had been entrenched in Marienburg for many years, Jahn had plenty of safe houses to deal with possible emergencies, although the large-scale manhunt imagined by the former director never happened.

In fact, after the arrest operation failed, An Jiuyue gave up the attempt to search for Yan En. Anyway, except for Yan En and Akat, the remaining eight of the ten directors are now in prison and are under strict supervision by the system troops. Everything the directors have is based on their wealth. In other words, as long as they lose their wealth, these people will also lose power. Therefore, the Jiedushi is not particularly concerned about Yan En's whereabouts.

The various actions against County Magistrate Ai were naturally carried out by Yashiro in secret. At first, William persuaded Yann to keep a low profile, as his "friends" might betray him in order to win credit for their new master. Later, seeing that the City Hall seemed too lazy to hunt down Yann, he just let it go.

"The Order has sent a message," William took a sip of sparkling wine. "The coup was successful. Margarita (Note 1) is now controlled by our loyal ally. The main force of the Order is being reorganized there. They asked me to find a way to get out as soon as possible and head south to join them. After all, I am the commander of the Order appointed by the Archbishop."

"You could have left a long time ago," Yan put down his untouched glass, "Why are you still here?"

"Then why are you still here?" William asked.

The room suddenly fell into silence, while the noise outside was getting louder and louder. This morning, when the news of the Battle of Paraon came, more than a dozen merchants who were quite famous in Marienburg committed suicide in despair, and the rest gathered in front of the town hall, crying and begging the honorable Lady Evelyn to spare their lives.

So far, Baroness Awen de Richelieu has not appeared. To be precise, the Baroness herself has not appeared for more than a week, although various decrees are still issued in an orderly manner and the city hall is operating as usual.

"When a person is sure that she has achieved the final victory, that moment must be the most relaxing for her," Yan said meaningfully, "I have arranged the best assassin I can find. I must try it once no matter what, and I want to witness with my own eyes the end of the person who left me with nothing."

"It's meaningless," the Chaos Warlock shook his head. "Even if she dies, everything you once had will not come back. Your 'close friends' will devour your flesh and blood like hyenas on the savannah, and your relatives will unanimously accuse you of being an impostor, so that they can legally divide up the 'inheritance' you left behind."

“I don’t care,” the former director said. “I was so close to taking control of Marienburg, to having this old-world city of wealth reshaped by my will. But now there is nothing left but anger and resentment.”

Yan pointed to his head.

"So," the former director repeated his previous question, "why don't you leave?"

"There have been some stupid voices within the Order lately," the Chaos Warlock replied. "After the humiliating defeat at Altdorf, my dear father could no longer rule the Order as he had before, so all kinds of idiots have emerged. Some people think that it is better to stay in Margarita and make the city the territory of the Order rather than running to the far south to attack that third-rate colony called Sardenberg."

"If I remember correctly, you just said that the allies of the Order controlled that place?"

"That's the problem. The Order has allies like you in every country in the Old World. The expedition to Sardenberg requires a main base for preliminary preparations, and the Order eventually chose Margarita. With the help of the Order, Duke Wilta overthrew the king's rule and declared himself the new king of Margarita."

"Such a foolish idea will undoubtedly turn allies into enemies," Yann picked up the wine glass from the table again, but still did not drink it. "I guess these fools want more than just Margarita. Hmm... they also want the command of the army?"

"The troubles I have to face are not just these," William and Yan gently clinked their glasses, "My base in the Border Prince Territory was taken over by the elves, and I suffered heavy losses." The face of his sister Lunicia flashed through the Chaos Warlock's mind. He clenched his fists, then slowly loosened them: "What's worse is that my servants discovered that the high elves and the new owner of the Three Rivers have some unusual dealings."

William recalled the intelligence that Neto and his team had gathered. The handover of the Mind Engine was not kept secret, so the Chaos Warlocks soon learned the whereabouts of the ancient device.

"Those elves stole my stuff and then gave it to the Zhendan people. Out of reason, I stopped further investigation," William said. "That kind of monster is not something I can face."

"'Pingshan', my people told me that the people of Zhendan called that artificial mountain," Yann drank the red wine in the glass. "Originally, I had only heard of such miracles in myths, and the beings who created such miracles were usually those gods who were high above, looking down from heaven at us insects on the earth."

"For mortals, what is the difference between the dragon gods and gods of Zhendan?" The Chaos Warlock didn't want to discuss this matter, especially when he thought that the Mind Engine was in An Jiyue's hands: "It is said that the magnificent city called 'Xuanshui' was also teleported from Zhendan by the Zhendan people using magic, along with the residents inside."

"It would be great if such a being could be hired by gold," the former director sighed, "No matter how much it costs, even if it takes all the wealth of the Coopers family, I will let the Dragon Gods create a dream city for me."

"It's a great ideal," William said sincerely, "but also quite arrogant."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Anyway, thank you for being there to witness the end of Jan van der Kuipers," the once richest human in the Old World stood up from his cheap and uncomfortable chair. "There's no doubt that today will be the day for the Baroness to reap the fruits of her victory. She will definitely show up."

The former director walked to the only window in the room and pushed open the shutters that William had closed. The midday sun shone into this half-old bedroom on the second floor, and the dust swirled and danced in the slanted beam of light.

William looked down thoughtfully at the amber sparkling wine in his glass, then at the empty glass in Yann's hand. There were still a few drops of fine wine from Ulthuan in the crystal glass, and the wine was as red as blood.

"I added some specialties from Naggaroth into it," Yan showed William the wine glass in his hand, and then threw it away. "It is said that it will not cause any pain."

The sound waves outside the window suddenly dropped, and then exploded again a moment later. Under the protection of a group of imperial knights who had dismounted and walked, "Aiwen" and Xiao Yiyue walked side by side towards the city hall, and both sides of the road were crowded with merchants crying and cursing.

"Just yesterday, I received a message through some channels," Yann said very calmly, "All my people are dead. My sons and daughters, both legal and illegal, have been found and executed. I have nothing left... But before I go to see Mor, I still have some things to do."

The unknown Druzy poison began to take effect. Yann felt a little dizzy, but there were no other symptoms. He shook his head and propped up the window frame with both hands, his eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

William stood up and walked to Yann's side, supporting the latter who could hardly stand. The noise outside the window became louder. Two beautiful girls walked side by side slowly through the street. The human wall formed by the Imperial Knights blocked the flow of people a few steps away to prevent these emotional guys from colliding with "Ewen" and her friends.

The next moment, arrows with black tail feathers shot at "Egwen" from all directions, and at the same time, hundreds of figures wearing cloaks and gray cloth masks appeared from all kinds of incredible corners. They were tall and swift, and they pounced on "Egwen" who was protected by the imperial knights at an incredible speed.

Yann was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He stared at the chaotic assassination scene, not wanting to miss a single detail. For some reason, "Ewen" did not move at all, and did not even draw the sword at her waist, as if it was just a decoration; but another beautiful girl next to "Ewen" reached out her hand to her waist, and the handle of the dagger originally hanging there stretched to more than two meters, nearly three meters, and the dagger suddenly turned into a lance.

William had no idea how the other party was wielding the weapon. He only heard a crisp sound and saw a dozen black-feather arrows being picked up and flew away amid Yan's regretful expression.

The assassins wearing breastplates and pointed helmets remained unmoved, brandishing their wide-in-the-middle, narrow-at-the-end elven swords and charging at their targets. The imperial knights drew their swords to fight, and blood from both sides spilled on the ground. "Ewen" still did not draw her sword, while Xiao Yiyue had already rushed forward with her lance, slaughtering the assassins unilaterally. At the same time, many people in the nearby crowd tore off their tattered cloaks, revealing the glittering full-body plate armor underneath, as well as the robe with the Richelieu family emblem worn over the full-body plate armor.

When the last assassin fell, William looked to his side. Yann had stopped breathing at some point, and regret was written in every wrinkle on his face.

"May your soul find peace in the kingdom of More," William said softly, "my friend."

……

Note 1: A port city located in the south of Estalia, and one of the two largest city-states in Estalia. Unlike in reality, this group of Warhammer Banyas has never been unified and has always been in a scattered state.

Chapter 218: Dignity

An hour after the assassination, in Evelyn's private office at the City Hall.

Although it was Aiwen's office, Knight Ji had never entered this room even once. In fact, it had always been used by An Jiyue. Since the capture of Marienburg, the governor had signed a series of decrees and execution orders in the name of Knight Ji, effectively solving the problem of the ten major families being too urbanized.

"Can you believe it? Just now, my men... no, it was Aiwen's men... Anyway, they told me that even at this point, some of the detained directors still want to negotiate with me," An Jiyue, who had transformed into Aiwen, sat down on the reclining chair and complained, "They think they are qualified to negotiate with me."

"You told me before that you executed all the members of the Coopers family, even the illegitimate children?" Xiao Yiyue, who had also used magic to disguise her appearance and turned into a white girl, asked, "Don't they know about this? Or are they really going to cry until they see the coffin? After all, shouldn't capitalists be the most flexible?"

"Well, that was a deal. A man who claimed to be the last descendant of the Winkler family came to me and said that as long as I killed every member of the Coopers family, including the illegitimate children, he would be willing to give me the most precious treasure of the Winkler family." After a pause, An Jiyue explained, "The seats of the top ten families are not fixed. The position of the Coopers family originally belonged to the Winkler family. The latter was defeated in a business competition, and the entire family was thrown into the river and drowned by the Coopers family."

"As for the stubbornness of the other directors, it may be because of Akart. The reason why I chose to cooperate with the Fogg family is because they are dwarves, that's all. But this seems to have caused some misunderstanding among the prisoners. They think that I must cooperate with them, at least some of them, in order to rule Marienburg stably. They obviously regard me as a 'normal' snow-skinned dolphin ruler, except that my army is particularly powerful, making me much more powerful than ordinary lords."

"So," Xiao Yiyue found a chair and sat down, with the dagger hanging on the handle of the chair, "What is the treasure?"

"In fact, even if there is no treasure, I don't plan to let the Coopers family continue to exist. Who let their patriarch collude with Paradis?" An Jiyue opened a drawer of the desk, took out something and threw it over, "But this thing did give me a surprise."

"A finely crafted castle model? No, it contains a very powerful Taixu Yuanli (magic wind)," Xiao Yiyue looked at the object in his hand, "What is the use of this thing?"

"Fozzrik's-Folding-Fortress," An Jiyue replied, "To put it simply, this thing in your hand will become a small outpost as long as it is activated in a specific way."

"Good stuff. Fuzirek... Is he the guy who built the Sky City you mentioned before?"

"That's him. I never thought I would get this treasure in this way," An Jiyue sighed as she looked at the mini castle in Xiao Yiyue's hand. "Its function is just that, but the ideals and wisdom it represents are priceless. When I'm free, I'll take some time to study it and see if I can reproduce the technology to make it."

As he was talking, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and Jinzhi Shigeru walked in. "Reporting to the two governors, we have already investigated it clearly," the deputy commander saluted the two governors with his hands crossed, "the assassins were brought in by an armed merchant ship from the Nord Territory."

"Nord Territory," An Jiyue repeated the word, "Do you remember what I told you yesterday? It wasn't just those profiteers that I cheated?"

After the battle, the Imperial Knights checked the bodies of all the assassins. As expected, all the assassins were elves, and judging by their attire and fighting style, they were clearly shadow warriors from Nagarythe. "Governor Ai" then announced publicly that this was a despicable trick of Ulthuan, and she herself would never succumb to the pointy-eared aliens!

After leaving the public place and being alone with her own people, An Jiyue immediately told Xiao Yiyue that at least 90% of these "shadow warriors" were probably fake by Druzy. As for the remaining 10%, Finubar was crazy.

In An Jiyue's opinion, this method of framing her was simply treating her as a retard. So far, apart from her own people who would never leak the secret, only Karl Franz knew that Aiwen's next move was to announce her return to the empire in exchange for the status of elector. The county governor Ai, who was pretended by An Jiyue, had never revealed a single word before. In addition, Marienburg had been independent from the empire for more than 70 years, and many people were accustomed to it and thought that this independent state would continue.

Not to mention that Asur would hardly use assassination as a means. Even if he really wanted to assassinate Evelyn, it would be completely unreasonable to send out an assassin now - if the opponent was just a port city, plus a few gifts for topping up the phone bill, sending a fleet to blockade Marienburg and impose a trade embargo would be far more respectable and more effective than any assassination.

Only when Magistrate Ai announced his return to the Empire, in order to avoid a full-scale conflict with the most powerful human kingdom in the Old World, which was also a traditional ally of the Mountain Kingdom, would Asur be able to assassinate Aiwen before she became the Elector. And even in that case, assassination was only one of many possible options, not the only one.

As for why Druzy also got involved, An Jiyue hadn't figured out all the details yet. It was probably these sadists who were setting traps for Oshuan again...

"Is the Nord Lord also involved in bond trading?" Xiao Yiyue glanced over.

"It's more than just trading bonds," An Jiyue shook her head. "The Elector of Nordland, Theodoric Geisel, has a courtier stationed in Marienburg. When Arkanis was deceiving those profiteers, in order to further lure them into the trap, he paid a large sum of money to bribe this courtier with my consent, asking him to hint to the profiteers that Nordland would place an order in the near future and that there would be buyers. Originally, this would not be a big deal, as Nordland did not lose anything and the courtier made some extra money. But this guy turned out to be even greedier than I thought, and he directly misappropriated public funds to participate in speculation."

"Tsk tsk... this is not decent at all."

"As for the Nordland armed merchant ship, it should be Theodoric's work. After all, this guy has always called himself the 'Prince of Marienburg,'" An Jiyue analyzed. "From all the signs, there should be someone coordinating and bringing these unrelated forces together to jointly plan this assassination."

"The one who got away, Yann?"

"It's probably him," the Anxi Army Jiedushi said, stretching himself. "Luckily I killed his whole family first. Speaking of which." The girl turned her gaze to Nishikori Shigeru: "Where is Mr. Gustav Winkler?"

"Still waiting in the reception room," Nishikori Shigeru replied, "May I ask, General Jie, whether you would like to summon this person?"

"Forget about summoning him. Tell him that I am in need of a harbormaster. If he can tell me where his ancestors got the inheritance from, then the position will be his."

"Yes." The deputy captain saluted with his hands crossed, then took his leave.

"Are you really going to give such a lucrative position to someone with a questionable background and not necessarily sufficient ability?" Xiao Yiyue's tone was more like a hint of something than a question.

"If he doesn't do well or is too greedy, just kill him," An Jiyue said disapprovingly, "I should have mentioned once in the group that Fuzrek's most precious legacy is the castle that has been flying in the sky for a thousand years. It is said that Fuzrek built it somewhere in the badlands, and after wandering for a thousand years, the castle's magic power is about to be exhausted and it must return to the place where it was born to recharge. If, I mean if, Mr. Gustav can find this place, even if it is just to provide valuable clues, I would fill his bedroom with gold, so what?"

"You sound determined to win."