Chapter 18 Sunset Express
Crete marked an island on the magic map: Lisand Island, Huifan Harbor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Is this the only place? Prices are so high here!" asked Ollie.
Cree nodded: "The rest of the surrounding area is either controlled by the June Alliance or under the control of the Empire, even the Pirate Island, it is under the supervision of Edward Blacksails." Don't forget, our captain is wanted by the whole sea. ā
"Well, that can't be helped. Ollie sighed and turned to Luca, "I've only seen people who are wanted by both the Alliance and the Empire before, and even Black Sails have to be arrested, and you're the first!"
"Captain is amazing!" Nora exclaimed.
Luka helplessly lifted his forehead: "It's really not a good thing...... Then again, didn't anyone arrest me on this island?"
"Not at Huifan Harbor. Crete replied, "Because of the Sunset Express." ā
Lukka continued, "What's that again?"
Ollie replied, "The Sunset Express does not belong to any force, and they send mail and parcels throughout the archipelago seas. Huifan Harbor is the headquarters of Sunset Express, and they forbid any forces to wage war here. ā
Luca was even more surprised: "How can a courier have so much control?"
Ollie shook her head, not seeming to know why.
Crete had no choice but to explain: "On the surface, Sunset Express is an errand delivery business, but in fact it is much more than that. Think about it, how many useful messages will be contained in all the mail and packages?"
"Do you want to say that Sunset Express is an intelligence agency?" Lukka said in surprise.
Cree nodded: "To be exact, in addition to delivery, they are also in the business of selling intelligence. Anyway, they have always been neutral, and they have a lot of secrets in their hands, and neither the Empire nor the June Alliance will want to find such a difficult enemy for themselves. ā
"So, this island is the only option?" Lukka asked.
Crete and Ollie nodded together, and Nora paused and nodded.
"But the things on this island are very expensive, and a bottle of the most ordinary rum costs three silver coins, which is a full three times the market price!
"How much money do we have now?" Lukka hurriedly asked.
Crete opened the ledger: "When we came out of Crackstone Harbor, our total payment was: zero. ā
Lukka nodded, and the five thousand silver coins were all used to buy the Peregrine Falcon.
Crete continued: "Most of the loot obtained yesterday on the ships of the pirates was compensated to the merchant ship Iris, and we have kept four fourteen-centimeter guns, a fireproof cotton, an amethyst staff, and ......."
He spread the ledger on the table so that everyone could see it: "963 silver coins." ā
"Is it enough?" Lukka had no idea about the prices at Sea World.
"I'll do the math," Crete said, spreading out a piece ......of papyrus and scribbling, "to replenish the food of twenty men for about two hundred, to refit four guns, to reinforce the bottom ......."
After calculating for a long time, he finally raised his head and said, "According to the price of returning to Sailing Harbor, it will cost a total of 880 silver coins. ā
"Whew......" Lukka finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Then turn quickly, what port is coming from?"
Three days later, in the morning, the Peregrine Falcon docked at Huifan Harbor.
Woken up early in the morning, he shut up and flew to the top of the mast, refusing to come down anyway, so Lukka simply let it go there to catch up on sleep.
As soon as she got off the boat, Nora was completely attracted to the place and looked around curiously. But curiosity is curiosity, she still knows how to keep a low profile as much as possible in the public eye.
Thankfully, at Ollie's suggestion the day before, Nora had made a hood out of fireproof cloth to cover her head and cover her face and ears tightly, otherwise even in this completely neutral port, her racial characteristics alone would have caused quite a stir.
"The shipyard is over here, isn't it?" said Luca, gesturing at the sign.
"That's right. "Crete leads the way in front.
The group successfully negotiated with the shipyard craftsmen the entire refurbishment of the Peregrine Falcon: in addition to fixing the guns to the lower deck, they also had to add another layer of protective armor to the bottom of the ship in order to deal with the reef of the "Shrike Bird Abyss".
While this will affect some of the sailing speed, for now, the source of mana that seems to be within reach is what matters.
It took less than ten minutes to process it all. The reason for this efficiency is mainly due to the iron-faced selflessness of the shipyard craftsmen: they only listen to requests and never accept bargaining.
"We still have enough money left over to get something to eat, right?" asked Ollie worriedly.
Lukka clutched his empty purse, gritted his teeth, and said, "There are less than three hundred left, how much will it cost to eat? ā
Crete hesitated for a moment and replied, "A normal meal for four people, twenty silver coins is enough." But the four of us ......"
He looked at Nora, who was reaching for the craftsman's planer, with her slender hand outstretched: "It's hard to estimate. ā
Ollie quickly trotted a few steps and dragged Nora back: "Eat first, then let's talk, if not, go find the Black Flag ship to grab some points." ā
"It's difficult, I can't use magic for the time being. Lukka said as he walked that he had explained his situation to the three companions, but it was estimated that Crete had already seen it, and Ollie and Nora probably didn't understand it at all.
Crete shook his head: "If you want to be an enemy of Black Sails, even if you add those four guns, the Peregrine Falcon's firepower is seriously insufficient." Please don't be too impulsive. ā
Indeed, many pirates use dhows like the Peregrine Falcon, as they target poorly protected merchant ships, and such small boats are sufficient. But after the last naval battle, the four of them unanimously marked the enemy as the Black Sails Group. Robbing innocent merchant ships? That's not really in their minds.
To deal with the Blacksail warship, the Peregrine Falcon was too small.
"There's always a way, just get the mana source. Lukka could think about it, but it was useless to worry anyway, "Now, the most important thing is to eat!"
Two blocks from the shipyard is the Shunfeng Tavern. It's not the only pub on the island, but it's the one closest to the Marina Square, so business is booming. On the wall facing the tavern door hung a wooden board with the words in crooked handwriting:
Served today: Potato bisque with veal steak, 5 silver coins per piece. Half price of ale for one silver coin.
When the group walked into the tavern, it was the middle of the day when business was at its best.
Finally finding an empty table in the corner and sitting down, Lukka raised his hand and called the waitress: "Ten portions...... No, fifteen servings of that main course. ā
"Fifteen?" the hostess confirmed, and asked, "How many glasses of ale do you want?"
Lukka pinched his wallet, gritted his teeth and replied, "No ale." ā
The hostess turned and left, and in a short time brought a hot lunch. Lukka was about to finish his meal when a contemptuous laugh came from the table next to him:
"Don't want ale? A man who doesn't drink can be counted as a man who begs for a living at sea?"