When it was bright, the heavy rain had not stopped, but it was getting harder and harder.

Don’t go out to sea for such a gas. Even if you work normally on land, it is difficult. The best way is to stay in the house and not go out. By the way, you can also see if you need to make up for the thatched hut. If you need to make up for it, then it will turn into a fish pond in a while.

Neither you have to worry about this when you live in the castle, it’s just that you can’t get out of the heavy rain, which is also boring enough.

Faced with such heavy rain, Grey naturally had no choice but to stay here for a while.

"It's autumn is about to start winter, so why is there such heavy rain?" Gray leaned against the windowsill, looked at the rain curtain outside, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the furnace of faith on his neck.

Logically, such heavy rains are generally concentrated in spring and summer, mainly in summer. It usually only rains in autumn and winter. Sometimes it is cloudy and only one drizzle in the end. That's normal.

After a while of silence, Gray took out the crystal ball.

First, the castle of the MacGiffin tribe, and then the eyes pushed towards the river and passed through the houses in the hazy raindrops. Gray soon saw his ship, docking quietly by the river, a circle larger than other ships around him.

The picture inside the crystal ball was lowered and soon entered the cabin. In the cabin, the soldiers sat together bored and bragged, and several prisoners hid in the corner and were surrounded by people.

The few who were assigned to study tasks by Gray sat around them with notes, asking for knowledge at sea.

Grey nodded with satisfaction, the picture retreated from the cabin and slowly pushed upstream along the river.

The foggy and rainy river surface was a bit poetic, but the crystal ball was not really visible enough. Gray felt bored halfway through and was about to withdraw, and suddenly a ship broke into his sight.

The boat cannot compare with his boat, and it can carry three or four people at most, drifting down the water. He suddenly became interested. With such heavy rain, who would leave the boat at this time? Is there any story?

His Majesty the King took out a glass of wine, and he liked to read stories the most.

The field of vision on the crystal ball no longer moves, well, it should have been moving with the ship, but on the foggy and rainy water surface, it is like there is no movement.

Soon, the ship arrived at the port where the MacGiffin tribe was parked, and Grey could see his ship.

A man got off the boat and said something to the boat. He braved the rain and ran towards the MacGiffin Tribal Castle.

Gray's eyes followed him, and soon he saw that he had shown something and was taken to McGiffin Castle.

Another head also stuck out, looking at the crystal ball curiously.

"Nothing will happen, right? Let's go out and have a look." Gray stretched out his body, took out a floor-to-ceiling mirror and tidied it up, and walked out of the door with the elf.

When he walked downstairs, sleepy MacGiffin was sitting on his throne, listening to Yirao's report below.

The man was soaked, and the rain flowed down his clothes to the ground. When Gray came down, he just finished what he wanted.

I had known it would have finished watching it in the crystal ball before I got down.

As he muttered to himself, Gray looked at McGiffin enthusiastically, "Captain McGiffin, you got up so early."

"King Grey, please sit down." McGiffin stood up and pulled Grey to sit on his throne together. McGiffin admired this king who could not only beat him down but also drink himself down.

"I drank too much yesterday and I still have a headache now." McGiffin rubbed his forehead. "Would you like to drink a sober soup? My wife cooked it very well. Every time I get drunk, she will cook it and deliver it to me."

McGiffin smiled proudly, as if showing off his good wife.

"You are so lucky." Grey said perfunctorily. He had a maid inside and an elf outside. He didn't know how comfortable he lived. He envied you, haha.

"Hahaha, you don't have to envy you, because you can't envy you, hahaha." The old guy laughed unscrupulously, without any demeanor as a tribe leader.

Or, their habits are like this, without the need for tedious etiquette, because they are powerful warriors themselves, struggling on the front line of fighting with monsters, and occasionally fighting against dirty pirates from the sea.

Roughness and unrestrainedness are their true portrayal. What such a tribe needs is such a powerful leader, not a noble who only knows hypocritical etiquette.

After laughing with Gray, McGiffin looked down at the man standing, "Did you inform the Macintosh Tribe and Ding Sha Tribe?"

"Dear Chief MacGoffin, we came out of Macintosh and Dingsha tribes, and had informed them, and they also responded." The man below replied respectfully.

"Very good, you reply to Chief Fergus, I will take my eldest son to the Dumbunoch tribe after three." McGiffin nodded gloriously.

Are there three tribes? There are quite a few tribes in this place. If they are united, they should be able to build a kingdom.

Gray thought.

But in fact, like the MacGiffin tribe, it is actually a kingdom. Their internal titles are actually closer to the kingdomization. The leader’s wife is also called the queen, and the leader’s children are also princes and princesses.

Of course, Gray has no idea about this. Whether or not he has nothing to do with him. Moreover, there may be alliances between tribes, but if the merger is a matter of one, it may only be one annexation of the other. Peaceful merger involves too many interests, and leadership alone is a big problem, and it is basically impossible to succeed.

This is also good. These four tribes are hindering each other, so there is no need to worry about another invader suddenly appearing on the sea.

"You go down and rest, and go back when you get better, or join our leader's fleet to meet the Dumbnoch tribe. In addition, we will make a formal reply to this matter." The queen walked out at the right time and said, "Why didn't she realize that the stupid man was already wet and it was raining heavily outside.

The queens of each tribe are basically such logistical experts, because they have to prepare everything they need for war for their careless husbands, take good care of the tribe's territory, and let them have no worries.

"Thank you, Queen." After Narong Xie, someone immediately took him down to change his clothes, and someone went to pick up his companions.

"Megoffin, you need to rest." The queen said first, then looked at Gray, "King Gray, we have prepared breakfast, all of which are delicious food from the MacGoffin tribe, let's have a meal together."

"I don't need to rest, I'm as strong as a cow." McGiffin's chest slapped, as if he was strong in front of him.

"Thank you for the Queen's hospitality. I'm very excited about the food in the MacGiffin Tribe." Grey nodded, then turned to look at MacGiffin, "Is something going on in that Dunbnoch tribe? Do you need my help?"

"Gray, do you have a queen?" McGiffin asked suddenly.

"No, what's wrong?" Gray was stunned. I wonder why McGiffin asked this. Isn't it okay to be careless and free, why should I put shackles on myself?

Are the maids not good-looking, or are the beauties from other worlds not attractive enough?

"That's right. I'll take you to have fun after three." McGiffin made a decision with a smile.

"Go to that Dunbnoch tribe?"

"Yes, their princess is a beauty. Although I really hope that my son can marry this princess, you have no queen yet, so I will give it to you generously." After McGiffin laughed again, poured the sober soup into his mouth, and drinking the sober soup was as wild as drinking.

"Just forget to marry the princess, it's okay to go and have a look." Gray shook his head. It was too early for him to come here, and he hadn't had enough fun yet.

More importantly, His Majesty the King is only seventeen years old and has not yet grown up, so there is no hurry to do this.
Chapter completed!