Section A, Chapter 44: The Town That Fell into Joy (Morse)
An hour later.
Hokkaiwang Port Area. In front of the small barracks.
The snow and fog are getting thicker, and the whole town is becoming more and more immersed in a cheerful atmosphere. New goods that are brought in by cargo ships and sold in real time are also making the port area more and more lively. Horse-drawn trucks were constantly being loaded with goods to the center of town.
But it wasn't just the discovery of a breakthrough to defeat Winter's Breath that made people like Morse happyβmany of those who had been scheduled to flee by boat today gave up on the idea and returned home instead.
Vicol was so excited that the blacksmith burst out laughing when he heard the rumor that it was due to the snow crow: To be honest, even I didn't believe his speculation. Because that sounds like a fantasy.
"Isn't this Vicol?" Drunk, Morse swayed about to go home. But just then, he met Vicor, who was carrying a large bag and talking to the local militia. So after approaching him to say hello, he burped and asked curiously, "Why are you here, Vicor?
"Wait, wait!" hurriedly gagged the blacksmith's mouth, and after Vicol waved goodbye to the guards, he looked helpless: "Uncle, didn't I tell you not to say it last night?"
"Ah, that's right. Realizing that he was almost stupid, Morse was embarrassed to hammer his waist, and smiled: "I'm really embarrassed...... But what are you doing here? By the way, I just ran into Odyss, but I didn't say hello. β
"It's not because of a thief? I just twisted him to the guards. As a result, an investigation revealed that this guy was a habitual thief. Placing the package at his feet, Vicol finished the experience in an extremely tired tone. Just as the blacksmith lamented the drama of the incident, Snow Raven glanced at the merchant selling swimsuits, and then returned to Morse: "What was the Legion Commander doing just now?"
"Uh...... It seems to be buying some beef, mutton, venison or something, as well as vats of wine. It is estimated that there will be a celebration banquet. Maybe a soldier will come to deliver the invitation in a moment, so in order to prevent him from getting the letter in the crack of the door again, let's go back quickly. Hehe smiled, Morse looked at the big bag full of belongings next to Vicol's feet, and said embarrassedly: "Maybe Uncle I can also borrow the light and go for a meal?"
"Definitely, you're the hero of the Black Ice. Patting Morse on the shoulder encouragingly, Vicol spat out a smoke ring and slapped his still wet clothes: in the permafrost, it is quite dangerous to get wet. It must be dried with a towel and stove fire as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to get severe typhoid fever or frostbite.
"Well, this smell is ......" Although it was very windy, Morse still noticed the smell on Vicol after sniffing hard: "Isn't it the fish oil you refined yesterday?" β
"Oh, uncle, do you smell it?" looking very embarrassed, the corners of Vicol's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously looked back at the guards, "Huh...... The people just now were obviously concerned about the smell, so they kept two positions away from me when they talked to me. β
"No, I feel like throwing up when I smell it. Immediately recalling yesterday's painful experience, Morse immediately felt uneasy and took a step back: "How do you get rid of the smell of this thing? β
"Just take a hot soak in the bath and wash it off when you get home. Knocking on the somewhat clogged pipe, Vicol looked directly at the blacksmith, and his expression was a little speechless: "Uh...... Uncle, do you have any plans these days?"
"A plan, can it be called a plan...... Not yet. Stunned for a moment, the blacksmith patted his stomach puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"In other words, are you still going to stay in Beihaiwang? After all, I always feel that you are about to return to the city when the work is over. After thinking about it, Vicol said directly: "If you don't mind, just stay in Beihaiwang for a while." It's almost Frost Festival here, and it's going to be very lively. β
"It's good, it's good. Haha laughed a few times, and Vicol's request was exactly what Morse wanted: "My son Elton has been working as a bodyguard for Lord Mace, and he doesn't have much time to pay attention to me. I happened to be staying here, and there was also a guy drinking. β
"No, drink without it. Hurriedly shook his head, and after receiving the assurance, the snow crow seemed to be relieved, and his expression was slightly soothing: "There shouldn't be any tasks to do recently, and I may be idle for many days in a row." Originally, when there was no peace negotiation, it was possible to detect local intelligence, but now there is no need to do so. β
"Definitely. And if it is discovered, it will make diplomacy worse. If Mace-sama didn't speak, it would be better not to interfere without permission. Fluttering at the falling snow on his shoulder, the blacksmith hurriedly added: "Oh, not to doubt your skill. β
"I know. With a frown, Vicol seemed to hate the second man who had been selling swimsuits since the day before yesterday. Yesterday he muttered that the man was a psychopath.
"That's right, Vicol. Have you prayed to the dragon god a lot lately?" In the process of helping the snow crow carry his things home, Morse eagerly asked the question he had always wanted to know: "I feel like you've been lucky lately...... It's like being blessed by the dragon god, and everything goes smoothly. β
"I don't pray very often, I just think about it occasionally. I'm not a very strong believer, because the prayers I used to pray during hunting never worked......" Vicor looked suddenly nervous when asked, "You really have a little too much to say. According to the law of conservation of luck, wouldn't I be very unlucky next?"
"No, no. Trying to reassure Vicol, Morse hurriedly claimed that he was just casually saying: "But to be on the safe side, it's better to keep a low profile and do less big action lately." After all, the smoother a person is, the easier it is to fall sharply. β
"Yes. Depressed, Vicol began to think about what he would do: Someone stole his wallet again?
"In the past, I always thought that Beihaiwang Town was quite big. After a moment of silence between the two, Vicol was the first to speak: "But recently I found out that the town is actually quite small. But despite its small size, it is very lively. You can buy whatever you want, and the shops are very concentrated. β
"Well, but when you came, the people in Beihaiwang were almost gone. Looking up at the sun in the sky, Morse said slowly, "Despite this, you still think it's still very lively." But uncle, people like me who have been here many times before don't think so. β
"Yes. With a wry smile, Vicol's tone sounded a little confused: "I'm not a very gregarious person...... Maybe it's better to live in the mountains, right?"