"Yes, but it should have something to do with the weapon in his hand.
If I'm not wrong, that's a scimitar made from the rare metal mithril. The material alone is worth tens of thousands of gold coins, and only dwarven blacksmiths can refine this metal. "Chloe covered her mouth with lingering fear and whispered her judgment.
As a girl born in a great noble family, she was particularly sensitive to rare and valuable items. When she first saw that silver-white scimitar, she instantly knew that it was not an ordinary item.
"Mithril scimitar?
How could a group of pirates have such a precious item … "André muttered to himself with a frown.
He had once seen the introduction of this metal in a book about forging. Simply put, this was an extremely special magical metal. After refining, it would be silvery-white in color. It was stronger than steel, but it was also extremely light. It was an excellent material for forging armor and weapons. Mages also liked to use it in magic circles, enchantments, making rings, amulets, and other items. It could play an unexpected role in fighting against otherworldly creatures, especially demons and devils.
According to the records in the book, there were not many mithril reserves in the entire world, and most of it was controlled by the dwarves who liked to live underground. Only a very small portion circulated in the human world. Countless powerful warriors and knights often had to go through a lot of trouble to obtain a weapon or armor made of mithril, and in the end, they might not be able to get it.
As for the price, it was incomparably expensive. A piece the size of a fingernail cost more than 300 Alliance gold coins. Ordinary people could not buy it even if they had the money, let alone a finished scimitar. It might not even be possible to get it for 100,000 gold coins.
André could not understand at all. Where did a group of pirates get such a precious item? Could it be that these guys had a backer?
After thinking about it for a few minutes, he felt that this possibility was very high. After all, the navy of Lincoln City was famous. Ordinary pirates could not wait to avoid it, so why would they commit crimes right under their noses? Robbing 14 ships in two months, even a noble girl like Chloe was not spared. Whether it was the degree of their boldness or the frequency of their robberies, it could be described as completely deranged.
There were only two kinds of people who dared to do this. One was boundlessly arrogant, as if they were looking for death. The other was fearless. Not only did they have a thorough plan, but they also had a very strong backer. The pirates in front of him clearly belonged to the latter.
Based on the number of robberies, the goods piled up outside were obviously not enough. This meant that someone was selling their loot and providing them with supplies.
After thinking it through, André immediately began to have a headache. He could not make a decision.
Now, he had two choices. One of them was to follow his original plan and kill every last one of the pirates. That way, he would be able to obtain a generous amount of rewards and experience points. However, the consequence of doing so would be that he would offend the mastermind. The other choice was to escape with this noble lady and report the situation here to the Sorcerer's Association. The advantage was that he would not have to offend anyone. The consequence was that his rewards would decrease and his experience points would fly away.
Obviously, choosing the first option could greatly increase his strength in a short period of time, and at the same time promote him to a noble.
This was not to be underestimated. Auraire was still a feudal system, so once he obtained the title of a noble, it meant that he had become a member of the ruling class. No matter where he went in the future, as long as he revealed his identity, he would immediately receive the corresponding respect. Although the identity of a mage could achieve this, one was recognition in terms of strength, while the other was recognition in terms of faction. The effects were completely different.
Of course, the risk he had to bear was not small, especially since the other party dared to send pirates to rob a powerful city like Lincoln City. It was either the Pirate King of the Sardinia Islands, or other cities of the Green Sea Alliance. It could also be some hostile forces. In short, the enemy's power was definitely not small.
Although the risk of the second option was almost negligible, he was unwilling to just watch the 8000 mission experience disappear like this.
After struggling for a long time, André finally gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk and wipe them all out. In any case, he would be prepared to face assassination in the future. After all, as long as his mage level increased, he would not need to fear any forces or individuals.
After making up his mind, he immediately took out a bottle of invisibility potion from his waist pouch and handed it to the girl, "Take it, drink it, and immediately leave this ship and find a corner outside to hide.
Also, take off your tattered skirt, and it's best to take off your socks. It'll be lighter for you to walk.
Also, be careful. Don't make a sound, or you'll immediately reveal your true form. "
"You … You're not coming with me?" Chloe asked in surprise, holding the bottle.
André smiled and shook his head, "No, I have to kill all the pirates here and save the women who have been ravaged by them.
Remember, no matter what you see or hear later, you must hold it in. "
"Oh … My god, you're really a gentleman. You're still thinking about those poor maids.
Alright, I'll find a safe place to hide and wait for you to come out. "
After saying that, Chloe blushed and took off her tattered skirt, followed by her white stockings. Finally, she was only left with a tight corset. Her two slender legs were completely exposed. Through the translucent chiffon, one could even vaguely see the black hair on her lower abdomen.
She took a few deep breaths, opened the cork and drank the potion in one gulp. After a few seconds, she completely disappeared. Then, the kitchen door was opened a crack. It seemed that she had already left.
After André confirmed that the girl had really left, he quickly stood up and closed the door. He picked up the white stockings on the ground and carefully examined them.
Don't misunderstand …
This wasn't because he had a special hobby, but because he wanted to see what material this thing was made of. This was because the elasticity and transparency of this pair of stockings were very similar to the nylon on Earth. If it was true, then it meant that someone in this world had mastered the technology of synthetic fibers. Its value was simply immeasurable.
But after only half a minute, his face showed an extremely disappointed expression. Although the silk thread was very elastic, very transparent, and also very strong. Even if he used force to tear, it would be difficult to break. But it didn't look like a synthetic material. It was more like silk spat out by some kind of creature.
Because it was really too thin, and very soft to the touch. Whether it was color or elasticity, it far exceeded any known fiber. After using force to stretch, it could even be stretched to more than five times its original length.