The day in the tavern is similar to the morning when you can't wake up, and you always feel that you are lacking in strength.

Several out-of-town travelers sat at the round table, covering their eyes with something, leaning back on chairs converted from rudder and snoring.

The card-playing guest chewed a wooden skewer and glanced at him.

"Wine and food."

Adam tossed some coins on the countertop, and a strong man stepped out of the compartment behind the counter and took them with a blank face.

That greedy gaze still exists, but because the coat is covered, others can't see the specific situation in the wallet, so it doesn't provoke any follow-up malice.

A full glass of pure grain wine and a whole bowl of sticky meat paste are placed on the plate.

There is also the expected pickled fish, but the taste can only be said to be decent, but the most disgusting one has the most amazing taste.

When it comes to eating, the boss seems to feel a little guilty.

The other party's expression was still that impatient, and the afterglow always stopped on him, blinking frequently, and using deep words as his back.

"During the day, the slaughterhouse is not closed, there are no leftover ingredients, and the delicious food is at night."

While Adam was enjoying the meal, several old men walked in.

They were of all shapes, their coats were shabby, and they emptied the two chests and took out many strange objects, until one of them blew the pipe made of fishbones, and it dawned on them that they were all musical instruments.

The silver python fell into the broken cap.

The writhing uncle looked up and saw a young and unruly face.

"Well, sir, I just practiced, and I don't deserve the price, so I'll get you a few songs that I'm good at."

Adam smiled and acquiesced, put the plate on the ground, sat down with his feet closed, and then ate the meat paste.

There are also several musicians around.

However, they had already received money in advance and were responsible for adding to the atmosphere of the tavern in the evening, so they couldn't come over to take on private work.

The one in front of me is different, whether it is the adjustment of equipment, or the matching of clothing, and then the choice of working hours, it seems very rusty.

It's a down-and-out person who is a temporary performer to survive.

The uncle worked very hard, and during Adam's shaking head drinking, he sang two short songs, played a midnight tune, and even beat a rhythm with a sharkskin drum.

Adam clapped and shouted as the bartender brought two more glasses of high-altitude sea wine.

The artist covered the bottom of his ribs, his obviously hungry face was full of embarrassment, and he took the pickled fish very awkwardly, and stuffed it into his mouth without caring about the cold juice.

"My name is Laurie, kind lord, may the Serpent of Basho take care of you."

The taste in the mouth is the sour stuffiness that a hungry person regurgitates from his stomach.

[Bankrupt boss Laurie]

[Attitude: Gratitude]

[Specialty: Boat song, bulk cargo, management]

[Monologue: Life has taken everything I have. 】

Alcohol is depressed, the proud enjoy it, and the frustrated rely on it for paralysis.

Adam was able to notice this guy because of the notes.

It may be that Dan de Leon is too closed at the moment, the tavern has not triggered followers for a long time, and the prestige and time accumulation gained from boxing at the beginning seem to be the time to cash in.

[In the corner musician, there is a depressed gentleman who seems to be hesitating between struggling to survive and jumping into the sea. 】

Laurie began to confide in him: presumably about a cargo station owner who had not been sheltered and had finally escaped from the captain's tax after a difficult operation.

But the sudden wave of death destroyed everything.

The original shop was implicated, and now even the land has been confiscated and requisitioned by the three captains.

It can be said that now apart from this clothing that does not even have a full pocket, and broken connections, there is probably only the thing with the highest age.

"Oh, that's offensive, I don't know what to call you yet."

This is the liveliest corner of the tavern.

At this time, as the question came out, the guests pricked up their ears.

[Every city has its own culture, and the identity of unfamiliar faces is a very important message on the dock. 】

Laurie also found that the atmosphere had changed suddenly, and he could only blame himself for drinking and saying the wrong thing, and was trying to cover up the topic.

"Me? Hahaha, I'm just like you, I'm an unlucky ghost, I was originally an officer. ”

Adam didn't hesitate and naturally touched the glass.

"My name is Duchen."

The peace in the tavern was not broken, and as the sun passed noon, the Spearfish Hunters had rested and left.

No one thought that the criminals on the wanted warrant of the kingdom would sit here in a grand manner.

Humpty Dumpty once said that the border of Hancena's territory, which occupies only a small part and is not recognized by many people, is quite far from the Mocking Bay.

Taigangda was not long founded, and the development of caravan trade would not involve official lists.

It should be impossible for the inhabitants of the coastline to know the name of a certain captain of the guard in the northern sub-towns.

"Don't you have the habit of saving money, and you don't even have the principal to re-lease?"

Adam asked.

"The tide of death came without warning, and most of my property has been swallowed up. The money in their pockets was only enough to rent a small bunk, but the guys didn't make it clear, and they had to wait for the captain's consent after paying the money. ”

Laurie was depressed.

Fate is on this poor man, constantly adding to the cruel survival experience of the docks.

"After I ate the last half of the dried fish, I had to come to the bar and wait for Captain Leslie to show up, but the bartender told me that no one knew when the beast ship would return to port."

Adam patted the other man on the shoulder.

"Let's go, let's take a look at your new store, maybe someone will change their minds."

He deliberately lowered his voice at this point.

Laurie was penniless, full of despair, and didn't worry about being cheated out of anything, even if the other party was a scumbag who bought and sold organs to alchemists......

I admit it myself, isn't it the end?

Adam left the tavern and walked down the bustling street, away from the sea.

【Mocking Skull Bay】

【Prosperity:B】

The entire Nagilfa coastline is too long, and the area divided into areas is very large.

This bay must be estimated to be the size of the Taigang Castle, and this has not yet taken into account the harbor channel near the sea.

It's staggeringly prosperous.

The kind of business that Laurie originally did was to resell all kinds of goods that arrived at the port and deliver them to trusted ships to earn the difference in price.

It stands to reason that the more people engage in this speculative business, the more the market as a whole will shrink.

However, on the Kundia continent, where the water network is vertical and horizontal, and the sea is vast, with the popularity of the landing, the windfall profits generated after the complementary circulation of resources have actually supported the entire wharf, and there is a trend of gradual prosperity.

Shallow marks can be seen in many parts of the city, and residents smash open blocked doors, and muddy, dirty water will gurgle out.

They passed by a tidal flat, and from the terrifying wreckage and mud, they could imagine how spectacular the recent death tide was.

Barefoot hungry men stepped inside, rummaging through the stenching pile of corpses and poisonous insects to sort out useful objects.

Fierce sailors, armed in their arms, stood in clean places, whipping urges and receiving registrations, and threw away a few coins as if rewarded.

"This kind of ruin, basically divided and requisitioned, it is the jurisdiction of Captain Om."

Laurie looked over with a gloomy expression.

Adam gave a thoughtful "um" twice.

"So, the bastard who owes you your new bunk is Captain Leslie's men, right, what kind of person is that?"