"As the king of the Seven Martial Seas, I naturally have acquaintances all over the world."

"Yes."

"At the same time, I'm also a pirate."

"Yes, yes."

"And don't forget, what am I? Hehehehehe......"

"Yes, yes, yes."

“……”

Never mind.

Klockdahl only felt that the fire was too big, so he simply ignored the primitives.

With a wave of his big hand, he said gloomily: "Come with me, go to the tavern where you meet." ”

Klockdahl's trip showed a positive attitude that was visible to the naked eye.

And it's no wonder.

After all, the clues of the [Ancient Weapon] that have been pursued for a long time are close at hand, and the reliability of this information is extremely great!

"After all, you are not from the underground world, so this time the information is obtained by me."

Klockdahl carefully arranged:

"Uta tries to listen to the truth of the information, Robin is wary of the surroundings, you are primitive...... Don't talk nonsense. ”

“……”

There was no response.

Klockdahl had to throw out a stack of operational funds, which was exchanged for the three of them nodding their heads again and again.

"No problem!"

"Okay."

"I do my best."

“……”

Never mind.

It's been so long, and Klockdahl has also learned to be "relieved".

……

The four of them turned their target and continued along the map.

Along the way, the depression of the capital of seven waters came into view and became more and more dazzling.

The waterways, which used to be clear and unobstructed, are now covered with garbage and sludge, and no one has cleaned them up for a long time.

The magical creature "Blue" who is active in it is also living in the sewers, and has lost its former vitality.

The people who were drinking heavily on the street, after seeing four strange figures such as Evan Lindsay, even more in order to come up, gossiped and said:

"Hey, guest, are you here to buy a boat?"

"My boat is the best!"

"Guest, do you need a boatman? My level is world-class! ”

"Look at my side!"

“……”

seems to be an enthusiastic solicitation, but in fact it reveals a feeling of grasping at a life-saving straw.

Soon after, a conflict broke out between the people who gathered around them.

"This guy is still stealing business from me?"

"Bastard ......"

"Damn, if you're brave enough, let's make a comparison!"

“……”

The chaotic joint brawl begins, but in fact it has nothing to do with the scramble for guests, purely for venting.

Seeing this, the four of them simply took advantage of the chaos and left quickly, and went into the dilapidated tavern on the corner of the street.

Jingle bells!

The bell rang, and the few people in the broken tavern turned their heads to look, and quickly lost interest.

“……”

Crocodall looked around and saw the target of his trip, and turned his head to the other three.

"This way."

They came to the side of a middle-aged man.

He was unkempt, dressed in a tattered old suit, with a half-torn mask on his face, and had just been filled with half a bottle of spirits.

Finding someone approaching, the middle-aged man waved his hand casually and said perfunctorily:

"Several, if you think the people outside are noisy, I recommend going to the garbage dump and finding Tom's studio."

"In today's capital of seven waters, there are a few shipyards that are operating normally."

“……”

After that, the middle-aged man was about to continue drinking, but Klockdahl sat down next to him.

"You-"

The middle-aged man was about to have a seizure with the strength of wine, but when he turned his head, he saw the elementalized arm.

The surging sand and gravel appeared around him, making the middle-aged man instantly aware of it.

"[Sand crocodile]?!"

The very low exclamation showed that Klockdahl had indeed found the right person.

"Hehehehe, don't come unharmed."

"Cut, it's not the same as it used to be!"

The middle-aged man took another sip of wine and complained:

"Under the dual threat of pirates and tsunamis, the situation in the capital of seven waters is getting worse and worse, and even illegal trade has been affected!"

"The people from the underworld are not coming, so what can I do as an intelligence dealer?"

"If I hadn't lived here since I was a child, I would have moved away a long time ago!"

“……”

After complaining fiercely about the current situation, the intelligence trafficker turned his attention and looked at Klockdahl.

"Anyway, [Sand Crocodile], is the weapon you bought before any good?"

"Shelved for now."

Crocodal smoked his cigar and smiled gloomily, "I have a better chance now." ”

"Oh?"

The intelligence dealer turned his head and saw one large and two small next to him.

The latter two are obviously small children, and their presence here is really unusual.

The intelligence dealer couldn't help but laugh and said, "When did the terrifying [Sand Crocodile] start working as a nanny?" ”

"Hehehe......"

Hearing this, Klockdahl couldn't help but grin.

one, the [son of the devil] who has escaped from the government's pursuit countless times; The other is the [red-haired] daughter of Totemjika, who has already mastered the preliminary mastery.

These two need to be taken care of? It's just hilarious!

"Believe me, anyone who can survive on this sea will not be easy - even if it is a child."

Klockdahl casually said a few perfunctory words, and then the conversation changed and said gloomily:

"I'm here to buy some news, about the shipwrights of the City of Seven Waters."

"[Sand crocodile], don't you know?"

When the intelligence dealer heard this, his expression was stunned and said: "The current capital of the seven waters is extremely dilapidated, and there is no value in collecting intelligence at all!" ”

Klockdahl's eyebrows furrowed, "You mean no?" ”

The intelligence dealer smiled and said, "Yes, you have to add money." ”

“……”

Klockdahl narrowed his eyes.

Although they have cooperated many times, the other party is also from the underground world after all, and they are extremely difficult people.

If you want to get information from the other side, you have to go through a long bargain.

"Hoo ......"

Klockdahl took a deep breath and spoke:

"I think—

At this point, there was a sudden pause.

As he watched, a large hand grabbed the head of the intelligence trafficker, and then squeezed it a little harder.

The head of the [demon] moved from the side.

"You have ten seconds to recall what you know, and then speak."

“……”

Seeing this, Klockdahl sighed softly.

It's a very primitive style!

However, this set of "simple and rude" is not suitable for people in the underground world.

They are all masters who want to profit and not die, and they are just threats, and they can't do anything about it!

Hehehe......

Klockdahl didn't say anything to stop him.

It's rare to make primitive people deflated, and he is naturally happy to watch the play!

Ten seconds later—

Bang!

Lindsay grabbed the intelligence dealer's head and slammed it into the bar in front of him, smashing it into a big hole.

"Painful ......"

The intelligence dealer even burst into tears, but his head was still held by Lindsay.

"The second ten seconds, it's begun."

“……”

The intelligence traffickers remained silent.

Seeing this, Klockdahl simply sneered: "Give up, it's useless to do this-

"I said it!"

The intelligence trafficker suddenly raised his hands and signaled surrender.

Klockdahl: "......"

Klocodahl: "? ”

He looked at the intelligence dealer with a puzzled face, only to find that the other party was looking at him apologetically.

"Crocodile dude, times have changed!"

The intelligence dealer helplessly explained: "Eating is the most important thing now, and no one cares about the rules and ethics of the underground world for a long time!" ”

Klockdahl: "......"

Lindsey patted the intelligence trafficker on the head and explained: "It's the 'clean' era!" ”

The intelligence dealer was afraid of being pinched and exploded, so he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

Klockdahl: "......"

Never mind.

Klockdahl was relieved.

As long as the result is achieved, he doesn't care what the process is.

This is the mentality of a good pirate!

- Klockdahl comforted himself.

As a result, the dealer negotiated the price with the two and began to tell the story of the "shipwright".

"Remember the one I mentioned when we first met, 'Tom's Studio' in the junkyard area?"

"The nearest capital of the seven waters, if there is anything to do with 'shipwright', it may be that."

The intelligence dealer said slowly:

"Tom the Fishman, the general manager of Tom Studios, proposed a dream-level concept - the sea train;"

"And the core that drives the sea train, which is rumored to be a reference to the super machine of the [Ancient Weapon] Hades-Train Engine!"

“……”

……

Hearing this, Lindsay fell into deep thought.

Needless to say, the former is self-explanatory.

In Lindsay's memory, it was the key to saving the entire City of Seven Waters in the near future;

And the latter -

Train engines?

Lindsay tilted her head.

What is that?

(End of chapter)