<strong> Pirates</strong>


    “ve trade, hehe...” Leylin snickered. While Marquis Louis’ business was focused on the ve trade, Leylin wouldn’t believe that the Baltic archipgo wasn’t involved in the sugar trade and the like. At the most, they would be side businesses is all.


    He knew very well that if he was sessful in forming a supply chain with this, his profits would be massive! It would bring about a lot of envy and hatred, causing conflict with Marquis Louis.


    However, even if he didn’t delve into these two very profitable businesses, the Faulen Ind wasn’t going to be ignored anyway. What was the point of trying to get along with them?


    As he was speaking to Jacob, a group of ves were rushed along to the beach by his soldiers, apanied by carriages of food and the like.


    “Jacob, let’s go and take a look as well.” Leylin brought Jacob to the front of the group.


    “Young master!” The soldiers bowed, and the ves lowered their heads, peeking at their future master with humble eyes.


    “Are these... the natives of the outer sea inds?” Leylin knew that most of the ves traded in the outer seas were natives. In fact, the higher grade ones were picked out and sent back to the maind. Transporting ves from the maind to the outer seas was expensive, and ve traders would be satisfied if they didn’t make a loss with such a thing.


    The natives here were very short,ing up to Leylin’s shoulder at the tallest. Most did not have any clothing, revealing their thin limbs and tanned skin. It reminded Leylin of chimps.


    “Young master, there are a total of twenty ves. With three of them being carpenters and another two stonemasons, ites up to a total of 321 gold coins...” In reality, the price of these stonemasons and carpenters probably took up more than half of the total price.


    “Mm...” Leylin nodded. Even this slight amount had caused him to spend a portion of his recent profits. Relying on ves in order to build up the business he was thinking of was a pipe dream, Leylin wouldn’t put his hopes on it.


    “Your mission is to build a camp for me here. Of course, fences are necessary as well.” Leylin naturally did not understand thenguage of the natives, but that was no issue for wizards. Comprehend Languages could solve that. While these low-ranked spells could not analyse thenguages of demons, the heavens, and all sorts of highly rankednguages ofw, it would be more than enough for these natives.


    After hearing Leylin’s words, the group of ves began to get restless.


    “Quiet!” Leylin flicked his finger, and a ray of lightning shot out.


    *P!* As if something huge had happened, many of the natives crouched down or even knelt after the violent streak of lightning passed.


    Rank 0 spell: Lightning Lure!


    “As you can see, I am a wizard that possesses immense strength. These fully equipped soldiers will continue to monitor you, so don’t even think about escaping or you’ll all be hanged. On the other hand, if you’re hardworking andplete your task in time, I’ll give you a reward, and even dismiss you from very.” Leylin’s hands glinted with sparks, making him look like a god in the eyes of the ves.


    In reality, wizards had always been rare existences in the World of Gods; there likely weren’t many even serving under Marquis Louis. This abnormal strength was the best way to terrorise these natives, having them believe he was a spirit of the elements or worship him like a god.


    At this moment, there was a disturbance amongst the ves. One of them who looked rather old crawled to Leylin’s feet, kissing the ground. “Powerful being who grasps the power of lightning, Nunooker is willing to listen to your teachings and obey yourmands!”


    “Very good! Nunooker, you shall lead these ves from now.” They’d already been tamed by the trader’s leather whips, so Leylin could understand this situation. Whatever it was, the first ones to surrender their loyalty to him would be rewarded.


    Nunooker was ted and he kowtowed again and again, “Esteemed master, Nunooker will definitely manage your assets well.”


    “Mm... Tell them that those who are diligent will have enough ck bread and fish soup.” After taking care of these matters, Leylin retreated to his own room. He just had to give the ves a general idea, they would do the rest. The remaining bit would be left to Jacob to handle.


    The first thing the frenzied ves built were a few simple and crude houses. These would be their temporary residences as they built to the ns that were created by Leylin, making good use of every inch ofnd here.


    Night fell. Having stuffed themselves with ck bread, mushy fish meat and seaweed soup, the ves slumbered deeply. In their eyes, someone like Leylin who possessed extraordinary strength yet was benevolent enough to let them eat well was a good master that was hard toe by.


    A few soldiers patrolled next to the ves’ amodations, swapping out from time to time. While it wasn’t likely that the ves would escape, Jacob had still arranged this.


    In the deep, quiet night, the soldiers huddled around a bonfire. They looked listless, their eyelids about to fall shut at any moment. None of them noticed that their young master had left.


    Fly! Leylin’s body soared into the air, flying at a speed of 60 feet a second. He quickly left the vicinity of the camp.


    “I can finally fly, but it’s so slow!” Having grasped rank 3 spells, Leylin now had the ability to fly again, but the speed was not enough to please him.


    In reality, wizards that could fly not only possessed the ability to quickly leave the battlefield in dire situations, but also to turn into death gods in the skies. Since most troopscked the ability to fend off aerial strikes, wizards could hover in the air and cast spells from above like a nightmare!


    Under the bright white moonlight, the surface of the sea was clear and gleaming, having a cold aura. The deep sea was filled with dangers, and numerous sea monsters began foraging for food in the night.


    A ck pirate ship was still, anchored on the surface of the sea. A swordswoman with a ck longsword was standing on the deck, d in skintight armour as if in wait for something.


    *Whoosh!* A dark shadow slowly appeared by the horizon, and then turned into a human figure.


    “Cousin Isabel, Robin Hood!” Leylinnded on the deck and acknowledged the two.


    “Kid, why are you only just getting here!” Isabel whined, though there was no trace of discontent in her expression.


    “Young master!” Compared to her, Robin Hood was more respectful. After all, a wizard that could fly had immense destructive power when above the sea. Robin Hood knew this very well.


    Most of the times, such wizards could send their opponents on their way before the ships could even line up with each other for battle.


    “Call all sailors to deck!” Leylinmanded. Followed by a disturbance, numerous sailors gathered together. Amongst them were guards originally from the Faulen Family, although most of them were ck Tigers.


    Now, however, all that was left in their eyes was fear, and their numbers seemed to have lessened. Leylin scanned the area, and Isabel lowered her head with burning cheeks. Robin Hood stood out, “Young master, in order to tame the pirates, we had no choice but to kill a few people to set a precedent...”


    ‘That’s probably not all...’ Leylin nced at Isabel but did not pursue this further. All he needed was for these pirates to be obedient anyway.


    Leylin’s eyes scanned the crowd. He then announced, “I have gathered you now because I’m nning to establish a private raiding fleet!”


    It seemed like these people had already had their suspicions. They epted the truth calmly, and the eyes of Robin Hood and a few others even flushed red with desire.


    There were few truly good men who apanied Baron Jonas to the barren ind as he developed the territory. Hispanions had likely done all sorts of things in their free time, including ying at piracy. They might even have had the baron’s tacit approval and support/


    Leylin made ns for the family of those who had been guards to move to his camp. This would allow him to care for them, and control the spread of the news. While it was impossible to hide this for long from the baron, things would have all been done by then and he could do very little to interfere.


    As for the pirate ves, loyalty, justice and things like that didn’tpare to money for them. As long as Leylin achieved victory after victory as he led them to gain wealth, they wouldn’t mind even if their leader was a demon!


    Of course, his subordinates now were a standard mob, and Leylin urgently needed a victory to stimte them.


    ‘On top of that, I need to maintain my reputation, and I’ll need to disguise this ck Tiger ship. At the very least, I’ll need some remodeling...’ Leylin stamped the deck under his feet.


    “Don’t call me young master in the future. Call me Captain or Sire, is that understood?” hemanded. While it sounded dreadful for a noble to partake in piracy himself, it was nothing new. However, he still needed to maintain a reputation. He couldn’t do such things openly.


    If Leylin were to be killed during a raid, the baron could not take revenge openly, and at most, do something in private.


    “Yes, Captain!” Robin Hood quickly reacted.


    “Good! Weigh the anchor! Set the sail! Let us plunder everything!”