On the ocean, pirates have three iconic common hobbies, namely spirits, women and gambling. Alger Wilson just took out his silver pocket watch, pressed it and understood where he should go to inquire about the news first.
At this moment, the brothels and bars had not opened yet, but the casino must have gathered a group of guys who wanted to make money easily.
Alger was more familiar with the port city of Baiyam than his hometown. He had almost no pause to distinguish the direction. He turned around smoothly and came outside a casino with no signs in a secluded alley.
As far as he knows, the owner of this gold coin casino is a gang leader with a deep background. He has an indescribable but vague connection with the big man in the Governor's House. He is the first choice for many pirates to get rid of the stolen goods and buy them.
Because of this, pirates often appear here. They may have exchanged their looted items for thick gold pounds in the morning, and lost a lot at night and were driven out.
Alger pulled out his thick brown coat, pressed the baseball cap that was circulated from the mainland, pushed open the half-closed door, and entered the casino under the gaze of one bodyguard after another.
In the kingdom of Roon, casinos are unsupported things and can only be attached to bars in the form of rooms. However, in the vast overseas colonies of the kingdom, it is not only legal, but also a pillar industry. Among them, Baiyam of the Rothed Islands and Arles of East Bailang are the most famous in this regard. Many rich people on Beckland and the Mid-Sea coast will go specifically to make a big gamble.
Looking around, Alger saw a variety of card gameplay and turntable gambling derived from dice.
Since it was too early and there were not many gamblers, Alger quickly browsed them.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he keenly recognized who the guy who had made up and dressed up was.
He took off his hat, walked to a table playing Texas Hold'em, patted the target's shoulder, lowered his waist and back, leaned to the other party's ear, and said in a voice:
Flame.
Danitz was opening a corner of the trump card with his right hand. He was so scared that he almost jumped up by the slap and shouting, and directly gave the guy behind him a ball of fire.
After being attacked by Steel Maiweiti, he realized that he should not come out to inquire about the news in his true form, and that he would be targeted by greedy pirates.
Although most pirates are not strong and are not taken seriously by Danitz, he is also unwilling to expose his hiding and cause the plan to hunt Steel Meveti to make up for the ups and downs.
But what he didn't expect was that his careful dress-up was exposed one hour after he went out.
Danitz was very nervous, and quickly turned his head, glanced out of the corner of his eye and said hello.
When Danitz saw the iconic dark blue hair like seaweed, he breathed a little relieved and turned to observe whether the card friends heard each other's words.
The gamblers were seriously studying the trump card, throwing or blocking it, and completely ignored what was happening here.
Why are you here?Daniz asked casually.
He and Alger met at the previous pirate conference and knew that the other party had a ghost ship and about a dozen sailors. They were a guy with good strength but no fame.
According to Lieutenant General of the Iceberg, such a pirate group that is not big or strong can retain an ancient ghost ship, which means that there are support from the great forces behind it. They may be people from the Storm Church, or they may be related to which pirate king or which secret organization. They usually disguise themselves as ordinary pirates to collect information about targets for real loyalists, so as to facilitate target removal. At some point, they will do things that are inconvenient for the forces behind the scenes, such as silence, such as robbing a special item.
There are not many similar pirate groups, and no one will specifically care about such things.
Alger pulled over the chair next to him, sat down, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice:
I heard that your captain got the 'Key of Death'?
Danitz sneered:
I originally thought you still have your own brain, but it disappointed me.
How could this kind of thing be so easy to get?
If you want it and pay enough, we will definitely sell it!
How about it?Should I consider this deal?
Alger said casually:
Maybe it has other secrets, maybe someone wants to deal with your captain.
Who knows?Shit!Danitz was so angry that he was the new round of trump card and scolded him loudly.
Immediately, he said in his voice:
That thing doesn't look like a human creation, it may belong to a giant or a demon.
Creation?Your captain is still teaching you words?Alger asked with some amusement.
Rumors: Lieutenant General Iceberg is a woman with a strict attitude towards knowledge. She can't stand being a gang of illiterate men, so on the Golden Dream, there are general knowledge and reading courses every day, and crew members are forced to take turns to participate.
Danitz showed a look that he didn't want to review:
This is much more difficult than fighting with people!
Because of this, we always cannot recruit enough crew members. Every time we dock at the port to replenish supplies, someone will resign...
He stopped continuing the topic, looked at the dealer and said to himself:
Please help me pay attention to the whereabouts of "steel".
Steel Maviti?The second mate of the blood general?Alger looked down at the flames. Danitz's left arm, slightly supported by the splint, asked in a daze:
Being attacked by him?
For that key?
His brain has been eaten by his zombie!Danitz stressed.
Do you want to take revenge on him?Alger speculated from the other party's tone and demand.
hey-hey.Danitz smiled without saying a word, looking at his new trump card intently.
Alger recalled:
The last time your captain appeared was seven days ago, near Sunya Island, which was confirmed by a telegram, and the Golden Dream did not arrive in Byyam so quickly.
Do you have a new helper?If you are on your own, even if there is only one person in Steel, you are not his opponent, and you know, he is always surrounded by.
For Alger's question, Danitz's response was to throw a chip:
Call!
Who is it?Alger first assumed that Danitz's attitude was a default, and spoke with the mentality of asking without losing anything.
Danitz stared at the public card and replied simply:
You don't know.
I don't know?
People who have the ability to deal with Steel Maviti, whether they are pirates or adventurers, should be a bit famous in the ocean... Unless they belong to a secret organization, or for the first time they go out to sea, of course, it may also be that Danitz doesn't want to answer, afraid of revealing secrets, and this is the most likely... They belong to a certain organization, who has the first time they go out to sea, and have the ability to deal with Steel Maviti... Alger's eyelids slightly raised and he had a bold guess.
He tapped the table and asked in a chat:
Have you had fun in Bansie Port?
He made accents on the word Play.
Danitz turned his head in shock and blurted out:
How did you know?
He believed that with the style of the Storm Church, it was impossible to self-destruct a scandal. The passengers of the White Agate arrived last night. The people who actually witnessed the process signed a confidentiality agreement. How could the news spread so quickly?
Alger smiled without answering.
At this moment, he deeply understood the value of Emperor Rossell's words:
Bold assumptions and be careful to prove it!
Danitz put away the winning chips and muttered:
It wasn't a big deal, there were some ancient customs that were reviving, leading to the fall of a storm bishop.
Sure enough...Arjie chuckled:
I will help you pay attention to the whereabouts of "steel".
But how should I contact you?
Well... No. 15 Xiangshu Avenue is an uninhabited house. Just write the news on paper and throw it in.Danitz hesitated to answer.
Alger nodded, and patted Lieyan Danitz's shoulders as he stood up:
Don't forget to pay.
He turned around and walked towards the door.
Watching the captain of the ghost ship leave, Danitz couldn't help but mutter:
This guy is pretty good.
However, I have to leave here too.
He didn't dare to believe Alger completely, for fear that in a few minutes, the other party would lead the Steel Meveti and other people to kill him.
After leaving the gold coin casino, Alger, wearing local wide-leg pants, walked slowly towards the street, entered a department store, found the corresponding counter, took out a brass penny with a smile and said:
Give me a deck of tarot cards.
While waiting, he thought of a question leisurely:
At this time, what is the fool's follower doing?
…………
Inside Old John's Restaurant.
Klein watched as the waiter put the plate of grilled fish in front of him, with straw-like things wrapped around it, spreading all kinds of spices he knew and didn't know.
The strong smell penetrated Klein's nose, greatly enriching the secretion of his saliva.
It is worthy of being a spice island... Klein was about to pick up the knife and fork, but he saw the waiter put two branches on the dining plate.
Chopsticks?Klein was a little surprised.
Then he quickly locked in the suspect:
Rossel Gustav!
When eating roasted comb fish, you have to use this kind of tableware, which is said to be the inspiration that Emperor Rossell the Great got from the elf customs.The waiter introduced.
Elf customs?It's indeed a race that loves cooking and food...or rather, it's just an excuse Rossell found... Klein guessed with a good understanding of someone's personality.
He went to several church hospitals in Baiyam in the morning, hoping to provide hospice care for some dying people, help them fulfill their wishes, and play in depth, but he never found a suitable goal.
This does not mean that no one died in the hospital, but that there are family members, either accompanying them or witnessing death. If you pretend, there is no possibility of disguising them, only a scary effect.
Wait until the bar where adventurers gather, where many foreigners came to the sea to chase wealth. They would die in a dark corner like wild dogs that no one cares about, but their families would never get news... Klein restrained his mind and focused on food.
At this moment, the brothels and bars had not opened yet, but the casino must have gathered a group of guys who wanted to make money easily.
Alger was more familiar with the port city of Baiyam than his hometown. He had almost no pause to distinguish the direction. He turned around smoothly and came outside a casino with no signs in a secluded alley.
As far as he knows, the owner of this gold coin casino is a gang leader with a deep background. He has an indescribable but vague connection with the big man in the Governor's House. He is the first choice for many pirates to get rid of the stolen goods and buy them.
Because of this, pirates often appear here. They may have exchanged their looted items for thick gold pounds in the morning, and lost a lot at night and were driven out.
Alger pulled out his thick brown coat, pressed the baseball cap that was circulated from the mainland, pushed open the half-closed door, and entered the casino under the gaze of one bodyguard after another.
In the kingdom of Roon, casinos are unsupported things and can only be attached to bars in the form of rooms. However, in the vast overseas colonies of the kingdom, it is not only legal, but also a pillar industry. Among them, Baiyam of the Rothed Islands and Arles of East Bailang are the most famous in this regard. Many rich people on Beckland and the Mid-Sea coast will go specifically to make a big gamble.
Looking around, Alger saw a variety of card gameplay and turntable gambling derived from dice.
Since it was too early and there were not many gamblers, Alger quickly browsed them.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he keenly recognized who the guy who had made up and dressed up was.
He took off his hat, walked to a table playing Texas Hold'em, patted the target's shoulder, lowered his waist and back, leaned to the other party's ear, and said in a voice:
Flame.
Danitz was opening a corner of the trump card with his right hand. He was so scared that he almost jumped up by the slap and shouting, and directly gave the guy behind him a ball of fire.
After being attacked by Steel Maiweiti, he realized that he should not come out to inquire about the news in his true form, and that he would be targeted by greedy pirates.
Although most pirates are not strong and are not taken seriously by Danitz, he is also unwilling to expose his hiding and cause the plan to hunt Steel Meveti to make up for the ups and downs.
But what he didn't expect was that his careful dress-up was exposed one hour after he went out.
Danitz was very nervous, and quickly turned his head, glanced out of the corner of his eye and said hello.
When Danitz saw the iconic dark blue hair like seaweed, he breathed a little relieved and turned to observe whether the card friends heard each other's words.
The gamblers were seriously studying the trump card, throwing or blocking it, and completely ignored what was happening here.
Why are you here?Daniz asked casually.
He and Alger met at the previous pirate conference and knew that the other party had a ghost ship and about a dozen sailors. They were a guy with good strength but no fame.
According to Lieutenant General of the Iceberg, such a pirate group that is not big or strong can retain an ancient ghost ship, which means that there are support from the great forces behind it. They may be people from the Storm Church, or they may be related to which pirate king or which secret organization. They usually disguise themselves as ordinary pirates to collect information about targets for real loyalists, so as to facilitate target removal. At some point, they will do things that are inconvenient for the forces behind the scenes, such as silence, such as robbing a special item.
There are not many similar pirate groups, and no one will specifically care about such things.
Alger pulled over the chair next to him, sat down, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice:
I heard that your captain got the 'Key of Death'?
Danitz sneered:
I originally thought you still have your own brain, but it disappointed me.
How could this kind of thing be so easy to get?
If you want it and pay enough, we will definitely sell it!
How about it?Should I consider this deal?
Alger said casually:
Maybe it has other secrets, maybe someone wants to deal with your captain.
Who knows?Shit!Danitz was so angry that he was the new round of trump card and scolded him loudly.
Immediately, he said in his voice:
That thing doesn't look like a human creation, it may belong to a giant or a demon.
Creation?Your captain is still teaching you words?Alger asked with some amusement.
Rumors: Lieutenant General Iceberg is a woman with a strict attitude towards knowledge. She can't stand being a gang of illiterate men, so on the Golden Dream, there are general knowledge and reading courses every day, and crew members are forced to take turns to participate.
Danitz showed a look that he didn't want to review:
This is much more difficult than fighting with people!
Because of this, we always cannot recruit enough crew members. Every time we dock at the port to replenish supplies, someone will resign...
He stopped continuing the topic, looked at the dealer and said to himself:
Please help me pay attention to the whereabouts of "steel".
Steel Maviti?The second mate of the blood general?Alger looked down at the flames. Danitz's left arm, slightly supported by the splint, asked in a daze:
Being attacked by him?
For that key?
His brain has been eaten by his zombie!Danitz stressed.
Do you want to take revenge on him?Alger speculated from the other party's tone and demand.
hey-hey.Danitz smiled without saying a word, looking at his new trump card intently.
Alger recalled:
The last time your captain appeared was seven days ago, near Sunya Island, which was confirmed by a telegram, and the Golden Dream did not arrive in Byyam so quickly.
Do you have a new helper?If you are on your own, even if there is only one person in Steel, you are not his opponent, and you know, he is always surrounded by.
For Alger's question, Danitz's response was to throw a chip:
Call!
Who is it?Alger first assumed that Danitz's attitude was a default, and spoke with the mentality of asking without losing anything.
Danitz stared at the public card and replied simply:
You don't know.
I don't know?
People who have the ability to deal with Steel Maviti, whether they are pirates or adventurers, should be a bit famous in the ocean... Unless they belong to a secret organization, or for the first time they go out to sea, of course, it may also be that Danitz doesn't want to answer, afraid of revealing secrets, and this is the most likely... They belong to a certain organization, who has the first time they go out to sea, and have the ability to deal with Steel Maviti... Alger's eyelids slightly raised and he had a bold guess.
He tapped the table and asked in a chat:
Have you had fun in Bansie Port?
He made accents on the word Play.
Danitz turned his head in shock and blurted out:
How did you know?
He believed that with the style of the Storm Church, it was impossible to self-destruct a scandal. The passengers of the White Agate arrived last night. The people who actually witnessed the process signed a confidentiality agreement. How could the news spread so quickly?
Alger smiled without answering.
At this moment, he deeply understood the value of Emperor Rossell's words:
Bold assumptions and be careful to prove it!
Danitz put away the winning chips and muttered:
It wasn't a big deal, there were some ancient customs that were reviving, leading to the fall of a storm bishop.
Sure enough...Arjie chuckled:
I will help you pay attention to the whereabouts of "steel".
But how should I contact you?
Well... No. 15 Xiangshu Avenue is an uninhabited house. Just write the news on paper and throw it in.Danitz hesitated to answer.
Alger nodded, and patted Lieyan Danitz's shoulders as he stood up:
Don't forget to pay.
He turned around and walked towards the door.
Watching the captain of the ghost ship leave, Danitz couldn't help but mutter:
This guy is pretty good.
However, I have to leave here too.
He didn't dare to believe Alger completely, for fear that in a few minutes, the other party would lead the Steel Meveti and other people to kill him.
After leaving the gold coin casino, Alger, wearing local wide-leg pants, walked slowly towards the street, entered a department store, found the corresponding counter, took out a brass penny with a smile and said:
Give me a deck of tarot cards.
While waiting, he thought of a question leisurely:
At this time, what is the fool's follower doing?
…………
Inside Old John's Restaurant.
Klein watched as the waiter put the plate of grilled fish in front of him, with straw-like things wrapped around it, spreading all kinds of spices he knew and didn't know.
The strong smell penetrated Klein's nose, greatly enriching the secretion of his saliva.
It is worthy of being a spice island... Klein was about to pick up the knife and fork, but he saw the waiter put two branches on the dining plate.
Chopsticks?Klein was a little surprised.
Then he quickly locked in the suspect:
Rossel Gustav!
When eating roasted comb fish, you have to use this kind of tableware, which is said to be the inspiration that Emperor Rossell the Great got from the elf customs.The waiter introduced.
Elf customs?It's indeed a race that loves cooking and food...or rather, it's just an excuse Rossell found... Klein guessed with a good understanding of someone's personality.
He went to several church hospitals in Baiyam in the morning, hoping to provide hospice care for some dying people, help them fulfill their wishes, and play in depth, but he never found a suitable goal.
This does not mean that no one died in the hospital, but that there are family members, either accompanying them or witnessing death. If you pretend, there is no possibility of disguising them, only a scary effect.
Wait until the bar where adventurers gather, where many foreigners came to the sea to chase wealth. They would die in a dark corner like wild dogs that no one cares about, but their families would never get news... Klein restrained his mind and focused on food.
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