The loud noise and footsteps woke Harry directly from his deep drunken sleep.

"Damn! hurry to kill those pirates. Old Harry held his hands on his head, which seemed to have just been hit with a stick because of his hangover, and cursed indignantly.

As the second officer of a medium-sized merchant ship, Harry, who is almost forty years old, has a good monthly salary, but unfortunately, at the end of the year, he is still so poor that he can't even save a copper plate.

There is a saying that is very straightforward: "A sailor who has been running and living at sea for a long time is not necessarily a pervert, but he must be an alcoholic." ”

This sentence is applied to Harry, which is very apt, and every month his generous salary is spent on buying alcohol and binge.

And since he drank the Red Star Wodegar produced by the Iron Collar, he had become extremely fascinated by this spirit, and when he drank other wines, it was as tasteless as white water, and that little salary was consumed even faster.

The main reason is that in the Gem Island supermarket, this kind of Red Star Wardgar, which is only priced at twelve silver coins, in any port in the human world, those profiteers will at least multiply it more than ten times, and sell it for two gold coins, and he has even seen a place where this treasure is sold for five gold coins a bottle.

Even Harry's salary as a second mate is not very expensive, but he still can't buy much, so every time he comes to trade in the Gem Isles, it becomes a day of Harry's revelry, and according to his status, he can get five wine tickets for the Red Star Wardgar from the fox treasurer with whom they trade.

With this kind of wine ticket, he can buy every one of them in the supermarket, and those are limited to a two-pound bottle of Red Star Wodega, in fact, as long as he changes hands, these five wine tickets can be easily sold, the price of more than two gold coins, but for Harry, who has not drunk too little, how could he do such a thing.

After handing over the goods yesterday, Harry carried five wine tickets and rushed to the supermarket, which is said to be open all day and night, and then walked through the streets of the city with five bottles of five bottles of red star Wodega in his arms, full of pride for a while, like a rich king.

Can't wait to get back to the merchant ship where he works, Harry even on the way, began to gulp into his mouth, he vaguely remembers that after he poured the third bottle, he began to drink strongly, fell under a whale oil street lamp on the side of the road, and fell asleep......

After being woken up again, Harry had already found that he had unconsciously slept on the lamppost of the whale oil street lamp with the remaining two bottles of wine, and was relieved to see that the two bottles of treasure were still in his arms, and his thin money bag was still there.

"Fortunately, this is Gem Island, where the punishment for three hands and gangsters is the heaviest. Harry thought with trepidation, for these orcs, in addition to the Red Star Wardga, there is another good feeling, that is, good security.

He knew that if it were to be replaced by any other port, the consequence of daring to hang over the roadside for a night would be to be completely cleaned of every copper plate on his body, and if he was even more unlucky, he might even pull out the slightly cleaner clothes that he had left for ashore wear.

But this is not the case in this place at all, because of the busy trade, if you are willing to put in the effort, you can definitely find a well-paid job, and their attitude towards the dense organization of the port city of the Three Hands, the Gangsters, and the Gangsters can be described as cruel.

The centaur sheriffs in steel cuirass, no more than half a minute slower than their horses, were much more nimble, and the gangsters trying to make a career in Gem Island were a tragedy when they were all armed.

Maybe he would have been lucky to be killed for resistance when the centaur sheriff was captured, or else he would have been sentenced to more than ten years in prison as a large humanoid animal without pay, doing astonishing hard labor every day under the whip of the sealman overseer.

After successive waves of gangsters who are quite famous in the human world have collapsed here, the security of the new port city of Gem Island is so good that the newcomers are almost a little uncomfortable; if they are familiar with the oriental culture, they will definitely use this phrase to describe 'the road is not left behind, and the night is not closed'.

Seeing that Harry had nothing to lose, his mood brightened again, because the remaining two bottles could be enjoyed by him again, and after solving the most important thing, Harry's attention turned to the secondary matter in front of him, what made the people in front of him rush to the direction of the military dock.

"Hey, old crab, what are you running, it's just dawn, aren't you usually still nestled in a woman's arms, and you won't get out of bed if you say anything?" Harry asked loudly when he saw an acquaintance, the boatswain elder crab, who was also on the same fleet and another ship.

The old crab didn't stop at all when he heard this, and still ran out with the flow of people, but replied loudly: "Today is the day of the steel fleet, the formation of the army and the military exercise, it is said that His Royal Highness the little dwarf Prince Modo, there are many big people who will attend, if you don't hurry up, don't say a good location when the time comes, and even the will not be fresh for you." ”

Harry laughed dumbly at the words Iron Lord, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

It's not that the sea around Gem Island is still not peaceful, in fact, there are no pirates at all in the sea area within thousands of miles near Gem Island, but it can achieve such proud results, but it has nothing to do with the so-called Iron Leader Fleet.

That's all thanks to the ten black dragons and a regiment of the Harpy Air Force stationed here, and in front of them, I don't know how many vicious pirate regiments have either been burned to ashes or have now been air-dried on the long row of pillars in the harbor.

"What's so nice about that wrecked fleet, it's all. Harry muttered, to be honest, based on his previous experience, those tattered armed merchant ships could not be called a fleet at all.

However, the news that the little dwarf Modo would appear on the scene made Harry a little less calm; only the more people who know about Gem Island and the more they know about the Iron Collar, will they fight with their bare hands, and the little dwarf with this big unimaginable foundation will be admired to the extreme.

Harry, who only asked his name and did not see him, decided to see the appearance of the little dwarf Modo, and as for the so-called fleet formation ceremony, it would be better to watch it as a comical stage play.