The cries of gibbons on both banks never ceased, yet the light boat had already passed ten thousand layered mountains.
Though the Sunset was not particularly fast at sea, traveling downstream along the Three Dragon River and the Roaring River made it far swifter than it was on the open ocean, even with its hold crammed full of mountain-like piles of supplies.
It soon arrived at Little Riverheart Castle.
Three Sword Saints were being held in Little Riverheart Castle: Dibola Yuhuashi, Count Egret, and Yevich Shuihuasheng.
The Raging Wave Marquis sent people to take part in discussing the ransom for the three followers. The final agreement was—Count Egret would pay two grain- or medicinal-type sprites and one ordinary sprite; Dibola would pay two grain- or medicinal-type sprites and two ordinary sprites.
Moreover, the sprites could not be over fifty years old.
As for Yevich, the Raging Wave Marquis had already abandoned him and had no intention of paying a single gold coin in ransom for him.
"This is awkward. Yevich can't even fetch a price!" Levis was deeply frustrated by the Raging Wave Marquis's decision. He could discard a Sword Saint follower just like that, as casually as tossing away a cabbage. "As a marquis, he has no public decency at all. You can't just throw garbage around!"
In truth, Yevich was equally embarrassed. He naturally understood that the Raging Wave Marquis would not pay much for him, but not even naming a price was far too humiliating!
He abruptly made up his mind. "My lord, Yevich is willing to follow you, begin anew, and cast aside every identity granted to me by the Eagle Kingdom!"
At this point, he had become baggage that could not be shaken off.
After thinking for a long while, Liszt finally came up with