In the dark lower space of the steamship, the captain, who was alone, came to the watertight compartment and stopped at the third compartment from the left.

This is where the captain’s “smuggling warehouse” is located.

Thanks to the popularity of dimensional bags, the problem of requiring a large amount of space to store goods has been well solved.

The captain also spent his own money to order a special device that could isolate and detect spell effects, making it impossible for the customs mages at the port to find this place.

"Huh~, after this deal, I should have enough funds to improve my position within the family. Although those idiots in Throne Castle don't have much real power, they are still worth helping me gain some reputation."

After looking around carefully, the captain opened the secret door.

Inside the secret door, a strange device similar to a safe was operating.

There is an obvious inlay on the front part, in which is embedded a Khyber Dragon Crystal, which is currently working.

The captain turned the dial very skillfully to the correct position and then opened the magic machine.

After carefully counting the dimensional bags, the captain nodded with satisfaction, then closed the magic machine and turned to leave.

This is a strange machine that uses the special power of the Khyber Dragon Crystal. The dragon crystal embedded in it can probably keep it running for about two months.

But the captain did not dare to take it off before entering the customs inspection to save energy, because the detection spell was not a difficult thing and some sailors could use it.

If he turned off the magic machine, this location would soon be discovered.

Unleashing the power of the dragon mark, the captain used the magic brought by the dragon mark - Wind Dance.

A small ball of air swirled up, and the dust in this place was sucked into the air, flying up and down.

When he walked out of here, the ball of air suddenly spread out, and a thin layer of dust covered the surroundings again, concealing the fact that he had ever been here.

After tidying up his clothes, the captain pretended that he had really made a round of inspection and prepared to return to the cockpit to play cards.

However, just as he passed the maintenance room, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the corner.

"Who is it?"

Subconsciously, the captain fought back and shouted sternly.

He knew that the crew members, as his accomplices, would not delve too much into his smuggling, but the Viscount of Throne Castle made him very alert.

However, when the captain saw the attire of the person in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a guy wearing a classic rogue suit, with only his eyes exposed.

It is obvious that he is hiding his true colors not to find fault with him.

After all, the other party's dress looked like he was going to assassinate him, and what such a person said could not be used as evidence.

Even if he killed the other person here, nothing would happen.

The captain made a quick decision in his mind and immediately opened his voice to shout.

However, the assassin on the opposite side seemed to have anticipated this.

As he pressed his palms on the ground, the area 15 feet around him seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of frosted glass, becoming extremely unreal.

The Captain recognized the spell, it was the effect of Mordenkainen's private chamber!

Just as he was surprised by this, he suddenly saw a light on the other person's shoulder.

That is the light unique to the dragon pattern, and it is also a phenomenon that cannot be concealed when the dragon pattern spell is activated.

"Is the other party a dragon mark holder? Are you hosting a dragon mark family?"

But soon he realized something was wrong.

The glowing pattern on the opponent's shoulder is not consistent with the dragon pattern! Ordinary people may not be able to distinguish the specific details between the dragon patterns, but as a member of a legitimate dragon pattern family, the captain has to remember these since he was a child.

In an instant, an idea popped into his mind.

"It's a different dragon pattern! An assassin from the Tarkanan family!"

Without any hesitation, the captain immediately activated the warrior's action wave feature, combined with his Athlete feat, he ran at high strides, trying to leave the spell range of Mordenkainen's private chamber and let his crew fight the enemy with him.

But just as he was about to run out of the range of the spell, an armored right leg stretched out from outside the boundary and kicked him in the chest.

The powerful force made the captain have difficulty breathing for a while, and he almost suffocated to death.

When he finally caught his breath, he found himself surrounded.

"Heh~, it took five people to assassinate me. Am I so valued by the Takanaan family?"

As he said this, a dragon pattern appeared on the captain's back.

Thick white fog instantly surrounded the area within 20 feet, and he ran towards the exit with the help of his familiarity with the cabin's terrain.

But just as he was about to do so, he suddenly felt himself hit a wall formed by a force field, and then was bounced back directly.

A not-so-violent air current blew around, dispersing the white clouds in an instant.

“Six…”

The captain looked up in disbelief and narrowed his eyes, somewhat confused about what was going on.

The opponent's strength was obviously higher than theirs, but they still sent out six people to assassinate him.

"No, they are probably not here to kill me. Is there something special in the cargo this time?"

At this moment, the captain remembered the transportation mission he had undertaken before setting sail.

It was a mission from the Shadow Dragonmark Family, and the mission was to transport an elven antique back to Khorvaire.

This was supposed to be a very simple task, but at this moment, the captain felt something unpleasant about his current situation.

He targeted these people almost immediately, because neither he nor the other cargo seemed like targets that could be treated in this way.

"I……"

He was about to stand up and surrender, but the guy who had just kicked him stabbed him with a sword.

'Damn it, they won't let me go! Madmen from the Tarkanan family!'

The captain leaned his body backwards and tried his best to dodge, but the opponent's sword still tore his clothes on his chest, leaving a wound.

The bright red blood flowed down, and the captain became ruthless and condensed the most powerful spell he could use at the moment: Snow and Rain Storm.

But just as a biting cold wind started to blow around him, a series of bullets had already hit him with the sound of gunfire.

Looking at these alien dragon pattern holders of the Taknan family with some unwillingness, the captain finally fell in a pool of blood.

As the dragon pattern gradually dimmed, the spell that was originally taking shape also dissipated.

(End of this chapter)