Chapter 150: Dinner
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ββ¦β¦ Anyway, that's the order you gave me, and I did as requested. β
Sharf received Alger in the living room of his lodgings, and the freckled maid poured the two of them a light cup of tea.
The craftsman did not work today, and the sleeves of the shirt were not pulled up. He took the initiative to pick up a cup of tea and took a sip, complaining in a subtle tone:
"When I was in Intis, I didn't drink this tasteless and cheap tea."
"I didn't expect that at sea, their price actually doubled, and I couldn't afford to drink it! I heard that after being transported to the Southern Continent, it can be doubled when sold to indigenous nobles who want to increase their value, and sea transportation is really profitable! I want to go to sea and do business. β
Pirate Captain Alger smiled slightly:
"Risks and opportunities go hand in hand, and at sea, the risks tend to be higher."
"Buy a ship, lease it to a nautical company to do business, as long as it doesn't sink the ship, I can make a steady profit." Sharf still didn't give up.
The cost of a boat is high, but the craftsmen who receive private work do not take it seriously. His improved guns sold very well, and the dividends paid by the military factories to him reached a staggering 10,000 pounds, and they continued to increase. Once at sea, Extraordinary and Pirates from all walks of life rushed to sell their extraordinary traits or buy items. With the status of a member of the Pilgrimage Sect and the protection of a Sequence 5 powerhouse who was only a thousand meters away from his residence, Sharf did not worry about his life. His fortune amassed staggeringly, enough to sustain this expensive attempt.
Alger spoke just in time, interrupting Scharf's good expectations for the maritime industry:
"Please show me the extraordinary items you've done."
Sorf swallowed back the unspoken words, and with a suffrage he snatched a brown box out of the armrest of his couch and placed it on his lap.
Alger leaned forward a little, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the freckled maid standing beside Sharf, staring at him with blazing eyes.
Bodyguard? Maybe it's a low-level extraordinary, or maybe it's an ordinary person with a spiritual weapon...... Alger secretly guessed.
Since he hadn't considered killing people and had already worked together two or three times, Sharf still trusted the ghost captain's trading ethics.
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
"This is the item you brought with you to create the extraordinary properties of the Facelings."
Sharf opened the box, revealing a silver mask in front of Alger's eyes.
It looks like it's made of metal and has a delicate pattern, which is a little pompous when you look closely, but it's sure to appeal to the aristocratic lady who likes delicate things. The mask only has the upper half of the face, and it seems to be a prop to hide the identity of a masquerade party, which is a good match for the trait itself's 'change of appearance'.
Algerdo glanced at the delicate pattern and thought it was a personal hobby of the craftsman from Intis. He didn't bother to touch it, but after a moment of careful scrutiny, he sat up straight.
"The guest who placed the order will love it." Alger said with conviction.
"Of course, of course, who wouldn't love this object for being able to change its appearance and do something that is really inconvenient?"
Sharf covered the box, placed it beside him, and casually joked: "I couldn't help but put it on myself and turned the excess fat and meat into beautiful abs." β
"It's a pity that it costs a lot of money to keep it, but you can get a thousand pounds for selling it."
When Alger heard this, his gaze lingered on the other's stomach for a few secondsβprobably because the life of a rich man was so good, and he felt that the craftsman was a little fatter than the last time they met.
"I'll bring the pay on my next visit." He said.
The generous Miss "Justice" spent 5,500 pounds on the item, including 4,500 pounds for "The World" and 1,000 pounds for Sherf, and "The World" had to pay herself a brokerage fee.
These are the rewards that have already been promised, but "Justice" has also purchased other items from himself, so he will settle the sacrifice together when the time comes. You can't trouble Mr. "Fool" many times because of these little things. Alger felt like he was measured.
Unexpectedly, Sharf said, "You have to hurry, maybe I will have to leave Byam in a while." β
"You're moving?"
"No...... It should be a business trip. Sharf narrowed his eyes and took another sip of tea, "An elder in my family asked me to go on a business trip to the Southern Continent, and I don't know when I will leave, and I don't know when I will be able to return. β
He was reluctant to say more: "So, if you want to complete this order smoothly, you'd better be faster." β
An elder...... The Artisan is leaving Byam for the Southern Continent...... Alger didn't want to miss such a good processing and resale point, he immediately nodded, explained that he would bring the remuneration as soon as possible, and expressed his willingness to cooperate for a long time, hoping that Shire would tell him the new address.
After reading the goods, Alger chatted with the other party for a few words, and by the way, he thought of something else.
"Is Mr. Garland de in the orphanage now?"
"He's not here now." Sorf replied, "You have something to do with him?" If it's not important, you can tell me first, and I'll tell you. β
Alger pondered for a moment and decided, "Okay. β
He had already been the first to submit the same information to the Storm Church, and the church did not prohibit the spread of the information, so it was a good thing to use this information to make another extra money.
"Mr. Garland de had previously commissioned me to investigate something that was reported to have been written to him by his family to tell him that there had been a large number of missing persons in the town where he lived, and that it was suspected that he was linked to a notorious human trafficker, Barron."
"Buying and selling people?" Sharf wondered, "Isn't the Northern Continent already discussing the abolition of slavery laws?" β
"The law of Intis has been introduced, although it has been violated only by fines. The slave trade is now very rare, and even if there is, only beautiful children are worth buying, and the scene of dozens of servants of the big nobles going out is no longer visible. β
Alger nodded, and at the same time reached out to pick up the tea that was already slightly cold, and drank it all: "As you said." Without buyers, traffickers will also reduce the frequency of trafficking, so this large-scale trafficking is very suspicious. β
"Cult sacrifices? Uh, I mean, the Rose school kind. β
"The stronghold of the Rose School is in the Southern Continent, they are not short of sacrifices, and there is no need to make a difference for the slave traders."
Sharf understood: "You mean, it's the North Continent that buys slaves?" β
Alger shook his head and didn't elaborate, but he took out a small folded briefing and handed it over.
"Please give it to Mr. Garland De."
Sherf gave a look, and the maid took two steps forward to take the briefing with both hands, and then retreated to Sherf's side without a word.
"Well, then, I'll take my leave."
The pirate captain put down his cup, wrapped his hair in a turban, and got up to take his leave.
After going out, Alger stretched out in a good mood, expecting the Β£70 intelligence fee to arrive.
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The liner docked at a port on the colonial island, where dinner was served with fresh seafood and specialty wine.
Although it is only for one night, there are many people who are willing to get off the boat and go to the port to eat, and the kitchen provides a private oven, and a self-service fresh food, and guests can experience the fun of baking their own dinner in a specific seat in another oven.
The god removed the iron skewer from the oven, covered it with an iron plate with upturned edges, poured cooking oil, and pressed the sliced fish on the red-hot iron plate with a spatula. You Yusu made a sizzling sound and began to shrink and curl, shrinking to one-third of its original size in the blink of an eye.
Ten minutes passed, she temporarily took away the spatula, brushed a layer of sauce she had just prepared on the front and back of You Yu, and then continued to press.
After another ten minutes, after many times of brushing the sauce and adding seasonings to fry, the teppanyaki fish finally exudes a "qualified" fragrance.
The King of Decay shovels garlic and pan-fried sizzling fish onto a plate, delicately cuts it into finger-sized pieces, and forks a whisker with a tantalizing sauce.
She suddenly reached out and picked up the plate containing the grilled fish, and at that moment, the hull of the boat shook violently.
The whole ship seemed to suddenly tip to the right dozens of degrees, the chandeliers swayed, and the dining room flickered and dimmed. Everything on the table slid down, and there were cries of fall and pain in the dining room, as well as the screams of a busy chef after being cut by kitchen utensils.
The charcoal-lit grill flew out in front of her, and she adjusted her wrist movements so that the plate remained parallel to the ground, and steadily put Yuyu's whiskers in her mouth.
After the hull was slowly reset, she also finished the barbecue, stood up, walked to the outside deck, and casually asked the closest crew member:
"There's an enemy attack?"
The crew was doing evacuation work, and immediately replied in a very fast voice:
"There are two pirate ships, perhaps trying to raid this port, and they just happened to find our ships."
"Sir, we have what it takes to deal with them, please go back to your room and wait for the good news to come."
He was anxious but not flustered, and he spoke in an orderly manner, presumably the captain's emergency words to prevent further chaos on the passenger ship.
The outer god looked at the sea, and there were indeed two three-masted galleons parked in the night at a very close distance, although the guns on the opposite side were ready, but there was no trace of artillery bombardment, perhaps a premeditated impact deterrent.
"Can you tell who they are?" She asked.
The crew hesitated for a moment: "It's two medium-sized pirate gangs, we have sent a telegram to the nearest navy, and the captain is negotiating with them." Please return to the cabin and we will lift anchor shortly. β
The Decayed King glanced at the pirate ship a few dozen meters away, turned and walked to the stairs leading to the cabin, and as she passed around the corner, her figure suddenly dissolved.
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On the deck of a pirate ship fluttering with red skeletons.
The robbery of a passenger liner with limited armed forces and far from the coast is a fat spot at sea, not only to obtain large amounts of cash and valuables, but also to extort a large ransom by seizing these passengers.
One of the gunners, feeling an itch on the back of his neck, reached into his collar to catch lice, only to unexpectedly tilt his head and see a wooden figure with a tilted head sitting on a barrel behind him.
"What's that?" He muttered a word of confusion, first looked back at the passenger ship, and after making sure that he would not be able to fight for a while, he stood up and picked up the strange little wooden man. This little man is the size of a palm, and his joints are all moving, so he should be a toy. But I don't want the little girl to play with the doll, there is no skirt and no face.
He fiddled with the little wooden figure a few times, then turned to the others and shouted, "Hey, whose is this?" β
The other pirates either ignored him, or looked up disapprerovingly, but no one answered. He took the little wooden man and walked to the side of the boat, and threw the toy far out into the sea.
Poof!
The icy sea water suddenly poured into his mouth and ears, rushing down his throat.
He was so frightened that he immediately waved his arms to float, but he didn't want his joints to be as rusty as he could move, and his body was as heavy as lead, and he could only watch in despair as he sank into the sea.
He looked up with all his might and looked in the direction of the ship, and saw "himself" standing on the side of the ship, dressed exactly the same, looking at him with a smile on his face.
That's me?
So who am I?
I am......
His thoughts were sluggish, his body was heavy, and he sank like a stone under the water, not even a single bubble came out.
None of the pirates on board noticed what was going on here, and the "gunner" quickly returned to his place, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a wet little wooden man. The little wooden man was covered with seawater, but he kept dancing as if he was very happy.
With a happy smile, it spun its head around 360Β° and looked around the deck, immediately picking its next prey.
A boatswain stood up, kicked the debris at his feet and walked to the cabin, perhaps wanting to go back and get something to eat. It also stood up silently, followed behind the other, and suddenly reached out and turned the boatswain's head half in a circle, and turned it behind it.
There was a slight cracking sound from his neck, and the eyes of the two met each other, and suddenly the same smile appeared.
The boatswain stretched out his hand, turned his head back, approached the cabin with a smile on his face, and extended his hand to the oncoming staff officer.
Soon, a smile also appeared on the staff officer's face.
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On another pirate ship, a bored pirate waiting for the outcome of the negotiations was observing the situation with a telescope, and he watched as the captain of the passenger ship stood at the bow of the ship, shouting to the leader of the Red Skull Pirates, seemingly in a stalemate.
He turned the camera and swept over the Red Skull Pirates' ship, only to see that everyone on the deck was staying in their respective positions, meticulously preparing, and suddenly realized that something was very wrong.
"Hey." He elbowed another pirate standing next to him, lowered his binoculars, pointed to the Red Skull Pirates' ship, and said, "Why are they so quiet?" Don't you think it's a little weird......"
The pirate in the gray shirt next to him turned his head straight:
"What's strange?"
The three gunners behind him turned their heads behind them at the same time and asked in unison:
"What's strange?"
The first mate, second mate, and everyone else of the pirate group poked their heads out of the ship, stared at him, and asked in unison:
"What's strange?"
The pirate was so frightened that the binoculars slipped from his hand. He moved half a step to the side, and suddenly fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.
The others surrounded his body three layers inside and three layers outside, and when they saw that he was frightened to death, they pulled out his spirit and persistently asked:
"What's so strange?"
The pirate spirit said, "How can the Red Skull be so trained......"
A pale corpse came out of the cabin, and when he saw this scene, he commented very calmly:
"It's strange everywhere."
All turned their heads back in unison, and a small wooden man poked his head out of the pocket of the gray-shirted pirate, and the pirate complained:
"Your Excellency!"
"He, talking about me, is weird!"
The corpse that used to be the leader of this pirate group said: "It's really strange, I remember that you haven't seen Amun, and the instinct of your two paths actually has this kind of communication. β
"You're a faceling, a master puppet, learn to manipulate and disguise, don't learn the scary way of stealing."
"Manipulation, and, camouflage?"
They repeated in unison, and everyone except the gray pirate began to make different movements, and even the frightened pirate stood up again with his binoculars.
But just like a person who wants to draw a circle with his left hand and draw a square with his right hand needs to go through a short period of exercise, these people walk around, trying to simulate their original behavior, but they keep bumping into each other, stepping on their left foot and stepping on their right foot, facing the wall, lying on the ground and rolling and kicking their legs and unable to stand up, as if they have strayed into the world of Ubisoft. The "Faceless Puppet" made frequent mistakes, and even unexpectedly fired a shot at the Red Skull Pirates in the distance.
A column of water exploded in extreme proximity to the Red Skull Pirates' ship, staggering the ship.
The corpse watched in silence as the water column rose and fell, and turned to look at the gray-clad pirate, the little wooden man in the pirate's pocket slowly hiding in his pocket.
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The distant sound of cannon fire and the sudden shaking of the hull attracted the attention of the captain of the Red Skull Pirates, and Johnson, the "Sea Wolf" Johnson, who had a bounty of 900 pounds, immediately looked at the captain of the passenger liner opposite with fierce eyes.
"How dare you attack!" The sound of the cannon came from behind, and Johnson instinctively felt that something was wrong, but his first reaction was to immediately shout slander, in an attempt to deter the captain of the passenger liner, "There is nothing more to talk about, sir, and prepare to pray to your God!" β
When the cannon sounded, the captain of the passenger liner had a vague surprise on his face, expecting that the call for naval assistance had arrived.
But the sky and the sea in the distance were dark and dreary, and there was no sign of reinforcements.
Could it be that there is an infighting......
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded behind Johnson, and the first mate, wearing an eyepatch in one eye, hurried over and whispered a few words in Johnson's ear.
The captain of the passenger liner caught the flash of consternation on Johnson's face, and he immediately made a gesture behind his back, and the crew closest to the hatch immediately dodged out of the door, telling the crew to lift anchor and prepare for battle.
At this moment, Johnson suddenly pulled out his revolver and fired several shots with a bang, which the people on the passenger ship did not expect at all, and several people were immediately shot and bleeding.
"You're in luck!"
Seeing this, Johnson's resentment in his heart finally decreased by more than half, and he followed the first mate into the cabin, and the ship of the Red Skull Pirates began to turn its bow, and the muzzle of the black hole hole stretched out.
The captain of the passenger liner covered his injured arm with one hand, and waited until their figures disappeared, and finally let go of his hanging heart, and he shouted without thinking: "Call the ship doctor!" β
Kicking and kicking, Johnson rushed into the cabin, looked at the crowded black blood pirate ship in the distance, and after swearing a few swear words, he was about to give the order to open fire, when he suddenly had an instinct and stopped his steps.
He turned his head sharply, looked at his first mate, and then, without warning, kicked one of the gunners on the deck:
"Farley! You drunkard, why didn't you hold a bottle in your hand today?! β
As he spoke, Johnson had already drawn his knife and hinted with his eyes that the people around him were watching the gunner.
The drunkard looked at his hand slowlyβthe multi-threaded operation caused the "disgraced puppet" to be slow to process information nowβand then slowly reached for the half-remaining Ranzi bottle at his feet, and Johnson looked at it and kicked him over again.
At the same time, he finally noticed the abnormality, saying that it was black blood and water, but the opposite side just kept walking around the deck, and he wasted so much time, and the opposite side didn't even fire a shot!
Farley, who had been kicked to the ground, looked ahead, kicked his legs, and waved his hands in the air, as if he was drunk and couldn't stand up with Ben. But he didn't want to think that after a while, he actually stood up straight sideways as if he was being led by an invisible thread. Johnson's hair stood on end, and he immediately swung his knife to cut off his head, but the light source around him suddenly diminished - everyone on the deck turned towards him in unison and took a big step closer!
"You've found out!"
"Playing, it's not good enough!"
"Make amends, kill you!"
Dozens of them reached out at Johnson at the same time, and Johnson shouted and frantically swung his knife, but soon got stuck in the crack of a subordinate's bone and could not pull it out. The hands grabbed his hair, ripped off his ears, and ripped out his eyes...... Soon all the organs that could be removed from his body were quickly stripped away, leaving him with a rotten mass of unrecognizable flesh.
Then they turned around, and the two ships began to bombard each other alternately.
Soon, the shells concentrated in the black blood ammunition compartment, and also made a huge gap in the red skulls, and they sank at the same time, exploded, and turned into two burning wreckage, and of course no one survived.
The crowd on the passenger ship, which was so vigilant and quietly turned the bow of the ship that the crew witnessed the scene in its entirety, and the ship's doctor even forgot to bandage it.
"What the hell is going on? Why did the pirates who came to rob us just now actually fight among themselves and end up together......"
The secretary looked at the two wrecks and muttered to himself in shock.
"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that they are all wiped out and we are unharmed. β¦β¦ Count the personnel, confirm that there is no error, and set sail immediately. β
The captain's eyes were full of disbelief and deep joy for the rest of his life.
The outer god returned to the deck and was met by a hurried crew. When the crew saw her, they immediately spoke:
"Sir, why are you outside?"
"Please hurry back to the cabin, the pirate threat has been resolved, and we are about to leave this port!"
The outer god nodded, staggered away from the crew, and returned to his room.
She opened the palm she had been clenching, and a translucent spirit appeared above her palm, and the only captain Johnson who had not been devoured floated in the air in a daze, with a terrified expression on his face that still had before death.
"Do you know what information you have at sea lately?"
Hearing this question, the pain on Johnson's face decreased a little, and he began to answer dreamily:
"I know ......"
"There are cultist activities in Bansi Harbor, double the storm church to deal with it, and it is forbidden to dock ......"
"Daniz Dubois killed the second mate of the 'Blood Admiral', 'Steel' Maiveti, and many other subordinates......"
TBC
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Unexpectedly, the first person to be known by decay was you, Danizda.jpg
Human beings also need to be educated, mythical creatures can also be educated, and extraordinary objects with vitality can still be educated, which can be considered sound!
After all, Gelman's name hadn't been circulated at this time, at least until ...... After some time.