A moon hangs in the sky, the night breeze on the river is quite cool on a hot summer day, and the guests on the boat fall asleep to the sound of the waves on the side of the boat.

Most of the people who took the boat at night were small merchants, who got on the boat at night and slept on the ship, and when they disembarked the ship at dawn the next day, they could start their day's work.

Today the ship was carrying wool felt from the Kingdom of Bischberg to the city of Milan, and when it set off in the evening to return to the city of Messina on the Bischberg side, no customer was found, so the captain decided to bring back the guests.

A horse snorted, and Charles tied the empty bucket of hay to the boat and fetched a bucket of water to drink from the horse.

After he was taken away by Mancini as a meazza, the horse and carriage were brought by Artoria to the city of Milan and stored in a stable dedicated to the caravanserais.

The horse had been raised in Milan for some time, and this time it had grown fat again, but it was tired from the rest of the day, and it was more mountainous than that of the kingdom of Schberg.

There were two carriages on the boat today, and besides Charles there was a young man in his early twenties.

The lad's horse was taller than Charles's, but not fat.

Their horses were to be harnessed to the stern of the ship at the captain's request, and Charles took the opportunity to chat with him.

Charles asked, "Dude, what have you been making a fortune lately?"

The young man said, "I'll sell some sulfur, this year's price is higher than in previous years, so let's make a little money now." ”

Sulfur is also used in the folk of this world to repel insects and prepare external drugs, and before the autumn harvest, it will also be used to fumigate the warehouses ready to store grain to repel rodents and insects, so it will be used in large amounts every summer, and it is normal for prices to rise.

When the horse had finished drinking, Charles hung the barrel back on the wagon, then climbed onto the slime tarp it contained, lay down, and counted the stars to bed.

To the north, there are still more than two months to go before the wheat harvest, a little earlier than on the side of the Schberg Kingdom, and the freshly harvested wheat is afraid of being drenched in the rain, so the farmers will buy tarps just in case.

Similarly, caravans also need tarpaulins to cover their supplies, and the city of Milan, where caravans are constantly moving, has workshops that produce tarpaulins.

This year, Ji Shijun and the others produced two meters of linen, which is not only wider than the previous linen, but also stronger and finer.

Workers sew several pieces of linen side by side with strong twine, then pour the freshly boiled slime glue on top of it, and then roll it flat with a high-temperature roller to allow the slime glue to seep into the linen before cooling.

This 10-meter-long ×-10-meter-wide slime tarp is so popular that many farms buy a batch before the autumn harvest, and some tent workshops buy these tarps and process them back into tents.

Therefore, when Charles left Milan this time, he bought a batch of slime tarps, which he planned to sell in the Kingdom of Bischberg.

Lying on these tarps is like lying on rubber and plastic insulation cotton, and the underside is a little elastic.

Charles lay there looking at the unfamiliar starry sky in the sky, identifying the names of the stars.

The boat sailed upriver by the north wind, and the monotonous sound of the water was like a lullaby, which soon made Charles fall asleep.

He didn't log on to the dream platform tonight, but was ready to sleep purely for a while.

I don't know how long later, a roar woke Charles up.

I saw that the boat had stopped in the middle of the river, and there were no lights of other ships in the front, back, left and right. Several sailors with swords surrounded the passengers, and the captain stood on the stern tower with a broadsword.

The captain shouted: "Give me all the money you have on you, and Lao Tzu will put you on the shore, or Lao Tzu will throw him into the water!"

Charles pinched his brows, he didn't expect to meet a water thief.

He had heard about water thieves before, some of them usually solicited passengers and goods, and if there were no adventurers on the ship, they would rob the passengers when there was no one around.

These are all things that people with good water characteristics have fled back to say, and it is impossible to put them back on the shore, and they let the passengers take the money out just too lazy to search for the body.

Today's guests on this ship meet such conditions, Charles is dressed as a small businessman, and his equipment has not been brought out.

There were a dozen or so passengers on board, and six of the water thieves, enough to scare the ordinary merchants into trembling.

The surrounding river surface was pitch black, and the originally cool river breeze suddenly made people feel gloomy.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the thieves stopped the boat, otherwise no one would have sailed the boat, and the boat drifting with the river would hit the reef by the river.

Before the captain of the pirate could threaten again, Charles in the carriage waved his hands like bee wings, and in an instant, a throwing knife was plunged into the thief's chest.

Before the pirate captain could react, Charles appeared in front of him and punched him in the stomach, grabbing him by the ankle and slamming him to the deck before he could fly far backwards.

From the time the thieves started the robbery to the time Charles tied up the captain, it took less than a cigarette to make the guests on board unresponsive.

After cleaning up the water thieves, Charles threw several fireballs into the sky, which exploded after rising into the air like fireworks.

He didn't expect that he would be useful one day when he used to talk to the boatman about distress signals.

At this time, the passengers on the ship reacted and came over to thank Charles.

Charles was like he had just killed a cockroach with his slippers, calmly telling everyone not to worry, and at the same time reporting his name.

These businessmen who traveled from south to north naturally heard of the "Eight Hundred", and the sound of sycophants suddenly stopped.

Charles told everyone to take a break, and he dragged the pirate captain to the stern of the boat to torture him to see if he could find out where their lair was.

Then the water thief asked, "Will you let me go if I told me?"

Charles looked at him speechlessly and said, "You said that I will throw you into the water like this, and it is up to you whether you can survive or not." ”

So the water thief recruited, and with his water nature, it was not a problem to swim to the shore while being tied.

The water thief's lair is in a tributary on the north bank a few kilometers west of this place, and the tributary is only about ten kilometers long, and the source is surrounded by mountains, so no one finds the water village there.

After inquiring about the situation in detail, Charles grabbed the rope from the water thief and lifted him up, and after firing the power buff, he slammed him headfirst into the water with all his strength.

For the rest of the day, Charles threw fireballs into the sky every ten minutes or so for help, and more than half an hour later, a boat approaching downstream spotted them.

The captain of the ship sent several sailors to help and sail the ship to the city of Messina in the southeastern corner of the kingdom of Bischberg.

All the countries along the river are fighting water thieves, and the captain will be rewarded a little for his efforts.

At daybreak, Charles' passenger ship docked in the port of Messina, and the city guards were soon called to the ship to deal with the matter.

The officer was overjoyed to see the five bodies killed by throwing knives and one smashed to the surface of the water with a broken neck, and wondered if he could get the credit.

However, Charles, who did not hide his identity, shattered the officer's illusions, and now the status of someone is quite peculiar in the kingdom of Bischberg, he is not a nobleman of the kingdom, but he can make many nobles willing to help deal with a little problem, including but not limited to killing a little knight who is not open-eyed.

In the eyes of civilians, he is already a respectable knight, and the lord is sometimes only high-quality cannon fodder in aristocratic circles.

As if to make up for the mistake of suggesting that Charles had betrayed the credit, the story of Charles' battle with the pirates on the ship soon spread throughout the city of Messina, thanks to the efforts of the petty officer.

Charles didn't care about this, he came here this time with the intention of brushing up on his reputation.