Characters in this chapter: (Porcha), (Alleyne), (Victor), (Hank).

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Chapter 030: (Set Sail)

In the vast morning light, the rooster's crow echoed each other, rendering the tranquility before dawn.

Before dawn, Alleyne, who was sleeping in a daze, was woken up by a sturdy man, and when he opened his eyes completely, he realized that this man was an old man.

Victor asked him, "Where's the tea?"

Alleyne realized that the horse thief was not in the bed next to him, and he hesitated and said, "Could it be that he went to the hut?" Stealing again, right?

When Victor heard him say this, he didn't think much about it, but asked Ellen to go to the next room to wake up the rest of the mercenaries first. With the help of another mercenary, he donned the cumbersome and heavy knight's equipment.

A well-dressed Alleyne was passing by the door of a hidden room when he heard the sound of a woman moaning/moaning from inside. He thought to himself, which fierce / male did this early in the morning. But then he heard a few more sounds that were both familiar and grotesque.

When Alleyne pushed the door open, he watched the wonderful scene of the naked/naked horse thief being ridden by the wind/coarse maid. The horse thief, who was crushed by the maid, smiled lewdly at his companion who suddenly broke in.

Alleyne recognized the naked woman—the maid who seduced/seduced him last night. She was right, as long as she had money, everyone in the tavern could be her man, and she had a horse thief with a shoehorn face.

"Oh... In hurry, hurry... With a little force... Hard... I'm going to... Oh..."The maid with a full chest gasped excitedly, moaning loudly.

An evil thought popped into Aren't. "The old man is looking for you everywhere, and you're hiding here," he said in a deliberately loud voice, "Do you want me to tell him you're here?"

When Alleyne stood in front of the door and threatened the thief, the maid was still enjoying herself as if no one else was riding under the thief's crotch, and moaning loudly. The horse thief, who was so frightened that he immediately withered, had to forcibly push aside the unsatisfied maid and throw her two dirhams.

The embarrassed thief lifted his pants and followed behind Alleyne in a panic. Before leaving, this good / did not forget to hold tightly on the pair of snow-white hills of the maid.

"Tea," quipped Alleyne with interest, "look at your tired face, it must have been a night of sleep?"

"This/girl is in too much demand," Polcha said with a pretending innocent face, "Brother, I have experienced it today, and a prostitute/client cannot satisfy the needs of a prostitute/woman at all." ”

"Look at your own body, thin as a monkey," Alleyn teased as he grinned as he walked, "I guess you can't even be satisfied with a woman." ”

Instead of getting angry, the horse thief said happily, "Why don't I call you next time?" It should be able to meet a woman's needs. There was a kind of amusement in his words.

"Momocha, you're really not ashamed!" Alleyne's expression was a little more disdainful, "These words are up to you, you guy is really obscene and shameless." ”

"These days, there are a few people who are mercenaries who are not ruffians," the horse thief put his hand on his companion's shoulder and grinned, "But not everyone has the honorable status of a noble young master like you." ”

Alleyne did not deny that the horse thief was telling the truth, and he would not be willing to work as a mercenary if he had the choice at the time. But as time passed, he found himself slowly integrating into the mercenary group, or rather, he had become accustomed to being a mercenary.

After paying for the room, the mercenaries left the tavern called the 'Goddess of Chaos' on an empty stomach. Victor was going to try to hire a suitable large boat at the dock to take them away before noon.

The morning tide gently laps the reef, like a child who wakes up and slaps the pillow, stretches and exhales refreshing breath.

The damp/wet pier is a little chilly in the early morning, and the dock is chaotic, with countless vendors vying for business and various aromas wafting in.

These vendors sell cooked chestnuts, delicious seafood charcuterie, a variety of fresh fruits, steaming wheat cakes and honey-drizzled bread.

The mercenaries bought some wheat cakes and bread in front of the vendor's stall and swallowed them. Porcha, who had not slept all night, dragged his tired body, chewing the bread in his hand slowly, and the two small eyes on the shoehorn's face narrowed from time to time.

At this point, Victor spotted Duan'er, and he kicked the horse thief hard in the ass. "Cheer up Lao Tzu, unpromising guy, a woman will toss you like this bear. ”

The unprepared horse thief almost fell into the sinkhole in front of him, and the bread in his hand was thrown out of his hand. Alleyne covered his mouth and snickered, barely squirting out the bread that had been stuffed into his mouth. It seems that the old man can't hide anything.

"What tea, did you open meat again last night?" asked Hank, who had a brown beard, "I said how many times a night can you do it with your kid's body?"

"Guess?" replied Polcha, who was thin and had a wandering look in his eyes.

"Once?twice?"

The expression on Porcha's face became a little dissatisfied, and he shook his head. He smiled contemptuously and snorted coldly, "Do you only do it once or twice a night?"

"Four times?" the big guy scratched his hair, hesitated, and then asked slowly, "Six times?"

Porcha still shook his head.

With an expression of disbelief on the big man's rough square face, he asked, "Isn't it from night to dawn?"

This time, Porcha didn't shake his head, but swept away his tired expression and showed a triumphant expression. Porcha paints a picture in his mind: a tall knight in front of a group of crappy soldiers showing off the fruits of his battle in the face of men and women.

Hank couldn't help but stare at him suspiciously, and he didn't believe it was because his strong body couldn't stand working from night to dawn.

When Victor heard this, his brows immediately tightened, and he was a little annoyed, "Shut up for me, a bunch of nasty and shameless bastards." ”

On the wharf, in addition to these food vendors, some brightly dressed men and women shouted loudly at the entrances of some shops along the street.

Of course, the shops with the highest specifications do not need to be purchased, and the owners of these stores only need to wait quietly in the store, brew a cup of black tea, and wait for the business to come to the door.

However, this is only the view on the most decent avenue behind the warehouse on the dock. Around some of the gutters, all sorts of rancid garbage have been piled up into hills.

Every day a few old men come and use iron rakes to pull the garbage all the way into the river, but there is so much of it that no one will believe that it can be carried away by the river, and it will eventually become silt under the docks.

Some of the prostitutes had already been dispatched, they opened the wooden windows, bare/bare their breasts, and looked defiantly at the mercenaries who passed by, and several prostitutes also dropped the cloth and teased the mercenaries with vulgar words.

The women were still wearing masks over their eyes, all of them were very slim, and they looked even fairer in dark clothes. The horse thief couldn't help but take a few more looks, and of course, the rest of the mercenaries were no better, all with a hungry and unbearable pervert/wolf expression.

During the Karad Empire, Fenrad was one of the earliest settlements of the Nords, which was burned by the Imperial Army during the 'North Sea War' and rebuilt after the war.

The size of Riverport is equivalent to a medium-sized city, and it is one of the few towns in the Nord Kingdom with a permanent population of more than 50,000. Business travel from all over the world is endless.

The town of Fenrad is well-planned and compact, with stone streets clearly separating the different parts of the town, and a wide harbour that allows large ships to moor, all of which make the town seem to be thriving.

On the wide harbor, hundreds of ships of all sizes are moored. When Victor negotiated with several shipowners to hire their ship to sail to Elbel, they did not hesitate to turn him down. Even if Victor gave a double, or even a triple price, he was indifferent.

At this time, a bald middle-aged man approached him and said that he could sell him a boat. In desperation, Victor spent a lot of money to buy an old ship that had been moored in the port for three years. But Victor didn't know that the ship was the pirate ship belonging to the 'Poison Woman' Tessia.

At noon, Resarit and Mathilde led the rest of the mercenaries into the city. When he arrived at the docks, the young treasurer, when he learned that Victor had paid three hundred dinars for an old and slow wrecked ship, put on a reluctant expression and took out the money.

Next, the mercenaries brought all their belongings onto the ship, which was a bit old, but it was big enough. The ship was large enough to carry all the mercenaries' belongings, their horses, and the trailers that hauled food and tents.

Before sunset, the mercenaries were ready, and the big ship slowly sailed through the crowded river port, the sails raised were blown by the north, the ripples on the water surface shook the hull, and the mercenaries steered the big ship to sail forward to the vast blue sea.

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