"The sea breeze has become colder," Looking at the ignorant ocean surface, Gassia Wimbledon stroked his hair, which was blown by the wind, and said with a little regret.

"Because winter is coming soon," replied a handsome man behind her. "Although this is the south, it is not the extreme south. Only the sand people do not understand what winter is."

"Our fleet cannot leave the port in winter, and the currents will make them difficult for a short while. So this time it should be the last time to sail." The woman turned around, "Farion, how long has Black Sail been out?"

"Two months and four days," the man said without hesitation, "if nothing unexpected happens, they will arrive at Bishui Port in three days."

Kassia laughed, "I hope they can bring me enough surprises."

Farrion, the female in front of her, felt very touched. Her long gray hair reflected a slight silver light in the autumn sun; her eyes were light green and the corners of her eyes were narrow, and she felt an indescribable sense of oppression when staring at people. After staying at the beach for a long time, her skin was a little rough, not as fair as other women in the royal family, but Farrion didn't care at all. In his eyes, the temperament of Cácia was enough to overshadow any beauty.

Unlike the idiots who were mated in the grey castle, Wimbledon's Three Princess is a real genius. She has the wisdom and pride of a noble, but she does not adhere to the rules as much as a noble. In this regard, she is even a bit like a commoner - full of expectations for breaking the plainness and full of adventurous spirit.

Of course, no civilian would have a height and vision like her. Even the duke and prince seemed short-sighted and short-sighted in front of her. He could invest all the trade income of Bishui Port into the construction of the fleet, and did not leave a single coin in his own vault. This alone was far from reaching those slaves.

"There is no meaning to hide these golden dragons in the cabinet. When they are not used, they are like stones. Only when you spend them, can they reflect their own value. The key is that spending them does not mean losing them. As long as you use them, the rewards you will get far more than they themselves." - Farion still remembers what she said to herself, almost like a sudden enlightenment, breaking through the inherent concepts that have been formed in his mind for a long time.

Compared to those royal nobles who counted how much their savings had increased all day long, Farrion felt that this was the demeanor of the ruler.

So he resolutely joined Jiasia's command and followed her to Bishui Port.

After arriving here, Farrion realized that the three princes had done much more than that - she not only had ideas, but also had actions. She formulated a black sail plan around this core and implemented it step by step. Five years ago, the forces cultivated by Casea had already infiltrated into the Pure Water Port and prepared to form a black sailing fleet - at that time, Wimbledon III had not yet proposed the order to fight for the king. In other words, she had already been ahead of all the heirs.

"Go back to the house, the wind is getting stronger and stronger," said Gassia. Her palace is located at the southernmost end of Bishui Harbor, above the salmon harbor. This tower-like building is like a watchman stationed on the coast. At the top of the tower is a circular terrace with a wide view, allowing you to see the entire harbor and the merchant ships coming and going here.

Now after five years of operation, the trade in Bishui Port has begun to take shape. A three-masted sailboat will be launched every six months on the dock, and he has also gained the initial trust of the other party. Taking advantage of the three princes' mood, Farrion hesitated and asked the biggest doubt in his heart in the past few months.

"Your Highness, I don't understand at all," he closed the door and isolated the howling sea breeze outside the house.

"You said," she smiled and nodded.

"Why can you predict all this in advance before the king issued the order to fight for the king?" He had also guessed whether Wimbledon III told her in advance, but after careful consideration, he knew that this matter was absolutely impossible. Everyone knew that the second prince was the king's heir most valued, and the order to fight for the king was set for him. This can be seen from the second prince's fiefdom Jinsui City.

But she guessed all this with just herself and started to make arrangements five years ago? The gods were on her, she was only eighteen years old at that time!

"Predict?" She looked funny, "Did you treat me like a witch? I don't have the ability to pretend to be a ghost."

“Uh, but…”

"I didn't know that my father would come up with a bad idea like fighting for the king's order to pave the way for his second son. In fact, what does the battle for the king's order have to do with what I did?"

It doesn't matter? Farrion suddenly seemed to realize something, and grew up in surprise.

Seeing Farion and Keban looked disbelief, Garcia smiled, "Does I have to wait until my father says I can fight for the throne before I have the right to fight? By the same token, will the one who manages the best city be able to sit on the throne? I thought you could understand when you saw the Black Sail Plan."

So that's it, Farrion murmured that her fleet was not simply formed for property. After the trade, this fleet of three kings would replace black sails away from the port and rob merchant ships from other cities or countries. Similarly, the three kings encouraged her people to sail to sea and participate in the black sail plan together. She promised that any robbed property belongs to the owner, and Bishui Port would never charge taxes on this profit.

This move brought her huge wealth, so this time she simply ordered the Black Sailing fleet to go straight south to plunder any ships passing through endless capes and the sand people in the south.

And these measures were not just for money. Carsia did not use the plundered wealth to build cities or expand land trade. She just invested them in shipyards and continued to build more large ships.

In the past few years, she has gained a large number of experienced sailors, fierce warriors, and popular hearts of the people. If she cannot continue to rule, all the evildoers involved in the plunder will be sent to the gallows.

"The one who manages the best city will definitely be able to sit on the throne of Grey Castle?" No, Farion now knows that the one who can sit on the throne is a large number of ships and soldiers who can go up the Three Wan Rivers and reach Wimbledon, under the city of Jinsui.

"Do you know you'll be assigned to Bishui Port?"

"This is an accident, just a deal is a big deal," Garcia shrugged, "Originally, it was the church who fooled me..."

It has something to do with the church? Seeing that the other party did not continue, Farrion dared not ask. But he knew that even if Gassia did not come to Bishui Port, this place would follow her will and continue in the direction she wanted.

"Put these aside," she poured herself a cup of black tea, "the previous trick seemed to have failed."

"Ah, yes," Farrion quickly retracted his thoughts and replied, "Only news came from Border Town, reporting that the pills were invalid. There was no news elsewhere."

"There is no news, it must be that the brothers killed, as expected. It was originally a chess piece that was arranged casually, it had nothing to do with the overall situation, it was just used to kill the waiting time. But..." She changed her mind, "It is normal for other chess pieces to fail, but I didn't expect that even my fourth brother would be safe and sound. To be honest, I was a little disappointed."

"The Kingfisher said in a secret letter that the pills were indeed taken, but..."

"Failure is failure, I don't want to hear the explanation," Jiasia interrupted, "It won't be long before the Demon Moon will be the Demon King. Our lovely prince will go to Changge Fortress to take refuge, right? When the evil beasts invade, the fortress may be in chaos for a while. Write her to let her seize the opportunity. I want to see if the goddess of luck will still stand on the side of my fourth brother this time?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"You go down," Garcia waved his hand, and just as Farion was about to leave, the third princess called him again, "Ah, by the way. I remember that pill was bought from the alchemist Embiser, right?"

Ferryn nodded.
Chapter completed!