About ten minutes later, the group came to the seaside of the Beibu Gulf.

As in the rest of the Gulf of Tonkin Gulf, dilapidated houses are scattered around the coastline. At night, the seaside is pitch black, except for the occasional dim lights from the houses, it is no longer far away to distinguish between the sea and the land, only the sound of the sea frantically hitting the reef, which makes people a little creepy.

The density of houses here is much smaller than in the interior of Beibu Bay, and with the marks left on the map by the owner of the Blackwater Inn, the group quickly found their target - a lonely stone house standing by the sea. Next to it was a stone and wood stable, and by the light inside the house, a tall, dark brown horse could be seen standing inside.

The rapid running made Felder's chest rise and fall violently, and he touched his abdomen, the wound had scabbed, and it should be no longer a major problem, but the pain kept coming. Then he rubbed his legs and walked slowly to the door of the house, stepping on the soft sand.

The brown horse sensed the arrival of several people, and appeared a little restless, and kept snorting.

Suddenly, the lights went out in the house, and then a man's voice came out: "This is private territory, if you don't leave immediately, you will bear the consequences!" His voice was very serious, and Felder believed that if he took another step, his life might be in danger.

"Is this Captain Leslie? Felder shouted into the room.

There was no response, and the people in the room didn't seem to believe Felder.

"It was the owner of the Blackwater Inn who asked us to come over. Felder added.

A few seconds later, the wooden door creaked open, and the lights in the house came on.

Felder looked back at the group behind him, made a normal gesture, and then the crowd rushed in.

The room is small and has basic facilities, only a small bed and a few cupboards. There was no strange smell in the room except for the stuffiness, and although it wasn't very tidy, it was impressive enough for a slum. On the wall next to the bed hung a large coat of arms, woven from fine flannel, in the exact same style as the knightly badge of the Blackwater innkeeper.

"Bang. Simpson, who was the last to enter, closed the wooden door.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" said a middle-aged man standing beside the bed, his eyes falling on several people in turn. He looked as strong as a young man, his gray hair was casually combed back, and the wrinkles on his face made him look a little old, but they couldn't hide the heroism of his eyebrows.

Felder gave a quick overview of what had happened at the entrance to the Blackwater Inn, and then handed the bracelet to Leslie.

"Captain Leslie, can you help us?" Elena lost her brightness and became a little hoarse. She tried her best to control her emotions, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop twitching.

"Call me Leslie, I'm not a bullshit leader anymore. Leslie said, waving his hand. His eyebrows were furrowed, and he didn't know if it was because he heard the title of regimental commander or if it was because of what Felder said.

Everyone fell silent, and the air became a little tense and oppressive.

"Since Rednose called you here, I'm going to help you anyway. Leslie's eyebrows widened a little, and he handed the bracelet back to Felder. "Although Rednose was my subordinate before, we are more like brothers. Since he asked you to come, he should have the same idea as me. The key is in the owner of that bracelet. ”

"The kid named Randy?" Felder asked. He had a vague sense that Randy's identity was unusual.

"He's no ordinary child, he's the youngest son of King Beseca. ”

"What?!"

Everyone was a little surprised that the little boy with light yellow hair turned out to be a prince. If you think about Randy's generous shot, his tough personality is also very much in line with his actual identity.

"Could it be that little girl with him?" Elena seemed to guess something.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's his half-sister, Naomi. The two of them have loved to play together since childhood. Leslie said.

"Uncle Leslie, what did you do to Randy...... Is the prince so familiar?" wondered Eth.

Leslie pulled out a pocket watch from the inside pocket of her clothes. He looked at the time, raised his head and said, "I'll talk about other issues later, it's important to save people, there is still an hour before the city gate of Nanbu Bay will be closed, and I'm afraid Randy won't be able to come out at that time." ”

"But let me tell you up front that I'm not completely sure about it. Leslie added, her voice becoming serious.

Felder found out that Leslie called Randy's name, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what is the relationship between Leslie and Prince Randy, how did Leslie call Prince Randy out, and how could Prince Randy save Vane...... He felt that his brain was a little insufficient, so he simply pushed open the door and walked out.

Leslie took a small object from the cupboard and closed the door. Felder and the others were led by Leslie through the alleys. Soon the crowd passed through the guards and entered the Central Bay through Bright Street.

About ten minutes later, the crowd came to the vicinity of the harbor. Leslie stopped at the door of a wooden house called "Light Me at Night." The wooden door was closed, and a small wooden sign hung on it: closed.

"Light me at night?" the crowd looked at the words on the wooden signboard in bewilderment. Didn't you say looking for Prince Randy? How did you end up in such a strange place?

"Knock knock!" Leslie knocked on the wooden door.

"It's closed, come back tomorrow!" a woman's voice came from within, with some impatience.

"Yana, it's me, Leslie. ”

There was a sound of footsteps, a "click", and the wooden door was opened from the inside.

"Leslie!" Before anyone could be seen, a burst of aroma wafted out, and then a figure pounced on Leslie.

Lylis stood motionless, his expression embarrassed. "Ahem, Yana......" he poked his finger at the soft waist that was clinging to him. Yana then saw Felder and the others behind Rilis.

"Haha, sorry, I didn't see a few children. Yana blushed only slightly, and immediately returned to normal. The leg wrapped around Leslie's body was lowered, and she straightened her hair ornament with her hand, and said with a smile, "Come in and talk." ”

"No, Yana, we're in a hurry now. You get me a couple of combo fireworks, the kind I used to buy. Lylis had regained his composure and spoke quickly.

Seeing Leslie's anxious look, Yana went directly to the second floor without saying much. She quickly took down a few fireworks, wrapped in thick cloth, and handed them to Leslie.

"Yana, thank you. ”

"You're kind to me. Yana feigned annoyance, but with a smile on her face, she reached out and touched Leslie's bulging muscles. "If you want to thank you...... Come to me in the evening. ”

Leslie didn't dare to say more, and walked away with the fireworks with a red face.

......

"Uncle Leslie, what the hell is this firework for?" Elena couldn't help but ask. Leslie walked so fast that she needed to trot to keep up.

"Well, you'll know right away. Leslie mumbled.

Without saying a word, the crowd had arrived in the square of the port of Casali. Even though it's past eight o'clock in the evening, it's still the liveliest place in the entire Central Bay Area. Countless lights illuminate the piers and squares, and although passenger ships have been suspended, there are still many cargo ships risking their lives to and from the port of Casali.

Leslie found a less populated corner of the harbor square and took the fireworks out of the damp cloth and placed them on the stone floor.

"How about trying this new thing. With that, Leslie pulled out a small metal box from his pocket and "snapped" the top of the box into flames.

The "......" lead was ignited by the approaching flame and began to rapidly shorten.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a muffled sound shook Felder's ears, and he opened his mouth wide to look into the air, forgetting to cover his ears for a moment.

The flames quickly rushed into the night sky, and a moment later there was an explosion high in the air. Centered on the explosion point, the scattered fireworks form a gorgeous pattern in the air.

One by one, the fires flew upwards, and the night sky was lit up with fireworks of various colors. The people in the square stopped and looked up at the sky, and the same thing was playing out around every corner of Casali. Perhaps only at this time will the world be the same in everyone's eyes.