Chapter 3 Welcome to the Gulf of Tonkin
The carriage vibrated regularly with the sound of horses' hooves, and the breeze blew, making everyone under the awning feel much more comfortable.
Elena was puzzled by that sentence, and was about to ask, when the middle-aged coachman slowly spoke: "Casali is one of the few large cities on the continent of Lafrey, and I think you young people may know more about its history than I know. Casali is now divided into three main bay areas – the Gulf of North, the Middle Bay and the South Bay. Among them, the Beibu Gulf area is the largest and most populous. ”
The coachman turned around, pulled out a yellowed piece of paper from the small box fixed at the front of the carriage and handed it to Venn at the front: "This is a map of the city of Casali, you can take a look." ”
Vane took the map, and the coachman's tanned hands looked rough-skinned and wrinkled, like ravines.
"If you're looking for a hotel, you can go to the Gulf of Tonkin where there's a hotel called Sailor's House, and a lot of crew members like to go there. The Central Bay has Beesca's largest pier and bazaar, and it's also the most tourist-"
The coachman raised his hand, "Smack!" The two horses were each whipped on their buttocks, and they neighed, and immediately began to run with their hooves in good spirits.
The scenery on both sides is constantly changing, with the unique broad-leaved plants of the tropics, the tall trees full of fiery red flowers, and the houses with white walls and red roofs attracting everyone's attention like graceful dancing girls.
"Uncle, what about Nanbu Bay?" After waiting for a while without seeing the coachman speak, Elena couldn't help but ask.
"People living in the South Bay are either rich or expensive, and people like me are not qualified to go there at all. The coachman smiled self-deprecatingly.
After a few minutes, there were more pedestrians on the road and the road was paved with gravel. According to the driver, it has officially entered the Beibu Bay Area from here.
The road was like a snake winding forward, and only two carriages could barely pass through it in a narrow place. Unlike the wooden houses in the north, the houses here are mostly built of stone, and the facades are painted in white or light gray. The red roofs seem to be the hallmark of this place, and the flaming red flowers that can be seen everywhere make everyone look forward to the city even more.
It didn't take long for the carriage to slow down noticeably. Pedestrians, hawkers and vehicles vied for place in the narrow streets, and from time to time fierce arguments or shouting erupted. The white walls were painted with words and patterns of various colors, and the floor became a little dirty, and from time to time some garbage could be seen casually discarded on the side of the road, attracting flies around.
Vane's brow furrowed slightly, it wasn't quite what he had imagined Casali to be.
The carriage stopped in front of a three-story red-roofed house. The inn looks like it's not small, it's populated by people from time to time, and the wooden sign reads in a few big sky-blue letters - Sailor's House.
"Here it is. It's not far from the Central Bay and it's easy to get to the marina. The coachman said, holding the reins.
"What's a bit of a ...... here? Something is wrong. Wayne wanted to say it stinks, but he was too embarrassed to say it.
The coachman shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you think it smells? You must know that this is already a relatively clean place in the Beibu Gulf, and the price is fair. ”
"Alright, okay, here it is. Elena jumped out of the car with a frown, apparently affected by her surroundings.
The coachman took five silver coins and drove the carriage away, humming a tune.
Vane was about to enter the Mariner's House Inn when a man grabbed him by the arm from behind. The man looked to be in his thirties, thin and short, with the appearance of a monkey with a sharp beak.
"Hey, friend, you're here by airship, the coachman just now tricked you, and it's a maximum of two silver coins for this journey. Monkey Face spoke.
"What's the matter with you?" Felder, who had already opened the door, turned around and walked over, a little disbelieving in his heart, the coachman just now seemed to be a good person.
"Don't get excited, friend. Monkey Face hurriedly waved his hand. "I'm kind enough to remind you that there are all kinds of people here, but there are definitely the most bad people. ”
"Oh, you're a good person, then?"
"Of course, I swear to God! As a zealous citizen, I am obliged to warn you that this inn is not good, it is dirty and messy, and the rooms are full of rats and bugs. The monkey said with a tense face.
The door of ......the hotel was opened, and a drunk, swaying drunk man with a flushed face moved the door. Just as he proved the monkey's face, the drunkard suddenly vomited on the ground.
"Let's go somewhere else......" Elena's brow furrowed even more, she wouldn't even be able to eat if she lived in such a place, she turned and walked forward. Ace followed behind and covered her nose with her hand.
"There is a very nice inn a few hundred meters ahead and turning right, called Blackwater Hotel!" Monkey Face shouted enthusiastically after him.
The group walked forward, quickly leaving the Sailor's House Inn.
"Is this Casali, the capital of the kingdom, a garbage dump compared to Obojar!" Felder carefully avoided all kinds of rubbish and even some droppings.
"It looks beautiful from a distance......" Ise seemed to be unable to accept the cruel truth, she could no longer imagine what the beach by the sea looked like.
"Maybe we're getting caught, why don't we go to the Blackwater Inn?" Vane said. Although the monkey face doesn't look reliable, you can't live in a garbage heap.
A few minutes later, the group came to the door of the Blackwater Hotel.
Everyone let out a chorus of exclamation, just because it was so clean compared to the previous streets! There was no garbage on the same winding streets, as if someone had just cleaned them, and there were far fewer pedestrians. However, the hotel itself seems a little stingy, just a two-story building, and the signboard is much smaller.
"Haha, it looks pretty good, that person just now was really an enthusiastic citizen. Felder pushed open the door to the inn and strode in.
The lobby of the hotel is quaint and mainly wooden, but it is not much different from the hotel in Obohar.
Some guests were sitting at the table drinking wine, and Elena had already started checking in. It's just that the boss and the guests look at Elena and Ise with strange eyes.
Soon, Vane and Felder were lying on the bed in the double room on the second floor.
"Phew, it's much cooler in this room than outside, and the bed is very comfortable. Felder stretched hard, and the cool, soft mattress underneath him soothed his fatigue.
After putting away his luggage, Vane also lay on the bed, thinking about the trip to the Duchy of Lucan. I'll go to the pier later, and it would be nice if there was a boat that would depart tomorrow. However, Vane still has no clue about how to get to the Floating City, and it seems that he can only go to the Duchy of Lukan and inquire about the Wizards' Guild Branch.
"Bang bang bang. There was a soft knock on the door. Maybe Elena, they were, Vane thought, and walked over and opened the door.