"Captain Ivil!" Berkner was the first to realize the identity of the visitor. He quickly bowed and bowed. Others, including Johnny, quickly changed their expressions of respect, as if Captain Ivil was a person who no one could afford to offend.

Horay knew this name. She was the captain of the magic ship of the Narwhal and naturally the real owner and owner of the tavern.

It was a thin and short Drow elf, whose skin color was not similar to the black egg as Horay had imagined before, but a dark purple color close to dark gray. She was wearing a priest robe with a simple style, which was a kind of outfit that was difficult to distinguish from ordinary passers-by when walking in a tavern. From the outside alone, it was difficult to associate her with the captain of the Narwhale.

"Mr. Berkner," Aivil said, scanning the others: "I promised your exile group to live in Narwhal City for the time being, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want here like you do in Herrantes, do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course, of course!" Berkner's face looked very bad, and he was completely different from his previous arrogant attitude: "I just had an ordinary slave transaction with Captain Julian, but the slave that should have belonged to me was snatched away by Captain Johnny. We are negotiating, but Captain Johnny suddenly took action to hurt my man. Captain Aville, you are here just right. Isn't the pub safest trading place in Aslon? Don't you guarantee the property and personal safety of every guest? I hope this matter can be judged fairly!"

Horay was almost unable to help cheering for Berkner. As Chief Secretary of State of Herrantis, he was indeed very eloquent. He grabbed all the truths in just a few words.

Johnny stared at Berkner angrily. He was about to say something, but was quietly pulled by Horay. Johnny was obviously not Berkner's opponent in this regard.

"Hello, dear Captain Aville." Horay said frankly: "My name is missile, my companion is White-haired. We are all crew members of the Turret, not slaves to anyone. I must first make this statement!"

"That's right! They are crew members, not slaves!" Half of his eyes testified loudly for Hore.

Huo Lei glanced at Half of the Eye, and Half of the Eye glared back at Half of the Eye fiercely. This was the second time that Half of the Eye had spoken for Huo Lei today. No matter what purpose he was for, Huo Lei felt a little grateful for Half of the Eye.

"Berkner, it's too insignificant to say this!" Blackbeard said, "You said Baimao was a nobleman of Herrantes, and I promised to hand her over to you. I didn't say it was a slave deal!"

"Everyone, I don't want to hear about what the relationship between you is. I just want to ensure that the rules of the tavern can be followed." Aivil looked at Berkner and said, "No matter what, you are the one who starts the first move. No private fights are allowed in the tavern. I have repeatedly warned you about this, so I have to make the decision to expel your exile team. I'm really sorry."

"What!" Berkner widened his eyes: "Look, what are my subordinates beaten by Captain Johnny? How can we say that we are the ones who will do it first!"

"Silly man!" Aivil's voice was not high, but it showed an inexplicable sense of shock, as if her voice was filled with terrifying magic: "Don't think that I don't often walk in the tavern and don't know anything about what happened in the Narwhal City. It's your people who are trying to grab people in the city first, isn't it?"

In fact, Horay was planning to explain this, but unexpectedly, Captain Avil had already figured out the situation clearly. But before Horay could secretly be grateful, he was shocked by Avil's next decision.

"Mr. Berkner, please take your men out of the tavern tomorrow morning, and Captain Johnny, and the Broken Tooth must leave before tomorrow morning! This is my most tolerant decision to use force in the tavern, so I don't want to hear any other excuses or swear!" Aivil said and turned to Blackbeard: "Captain Julian, bring your crew back and keep them in charge. If you still want to stay in the tavern for a few days, we welcome it, but please note that if something similar continues to happen, I will ask you to leave immediately!"

The captain had absolute authority on his ship. Although both Berkner and Johnny were very unwilling to give up, Blackbeard felt that he had lost a lot of face, but no one raised any objection to Aville's decision, but Horay had to put forward a different view.

"Captain Avel, Captain Julian intends to sell the white hair, we can't continue to serve on the Turret..."

"I said I didn't want to hear any other excuses or excuses again!" Avil interrupted Horay coldly. It seemed that if Horay continued to speak, the female captain, who was said to be somewhat moody, would be angry.

"White-hair is my companion. If we continue to stay on the turret, I can't guarantee that a girl, she will not be sold again!"

Horay insisted on saying what he wanted to say. After hearing the last sentence, Avil looked at Julian. His originally dark eyes were like two lit torches, emitting white light. At the same time, a faint magic ice cone suddenly formed in front of her, and suddenly pierced at the black beard captain who was a little confused and at a loss.

"Julian, I thought you knew very well the rules of the tavern that no female lords should be traded!" At this time, Aivil, who had completely changed his face, said in a voice that made people get goosebumps all over his body: "Do you know what the consequences of daring to despise this rule!"

The translucent ice cone condensed almost all the air around it, and just as it was about to hit Julian's body, a translucent fire wall blocked the Blackbeard in time.

The confrontation between two magical powers, one cold and one heat, made the surrounding temperature extremely unstable. Huo Lei even felt one arm being numb from the cold, while the other arm seemed to be soaked in boiling water. Everyone unconsciously took a few steps back to avoid unnecessary disasters from the pond.

The firewall did not advance, but maintained a defensive position. The tip of the ice cone continued to melt, but reconverged at a faster speed, pushing forward at a slow but unblocked speed. Standing between the firewall and Julian, the second mate of the turret, Black Rose Fang Qiang!
Chapter completed!