At night, under the dim crimson moonlight, White Agate docked safely at the port of Damir Island. It would stay one night to replenish its consumed food and fresh water before continuing its voyage the next day.
This is also the reason why this Passenger Ship can provide fresh meals every day. Compared with the fast ship City of Generosity Bayam, although it is a day or two slower, the journey experience is undoubtedly much better.
Angel and Klein, who were so bored in the cabin that they began to count the seabirds and flying fish outside the window, decided to take this opportunity to get off the ship and enjoy the local specialties. They also went to the bar to learn about the rumors nearby and see if they could find any clues about the mermaid Klein needed for promotion.
Well, it's a pity that I'm not a mermaid... Angel thought to himself, looking at his new look in the mirror.
In order to make it easier to get off the ship, she did not wear the warm gray dress, but changed into a smart outfit.
The young woman in the full-length mirror is wearing a black low-cut waisted jacket with a white women's shirt underneath. The wide collar is folded out from the top of the jacket. The lower body is wearing tight trousers of the same color, leather boots that are five centimeters above the ankle, and a long windbreaker that goes down to the knees. The buttons are unbuttoned, revealing her firm chest.
The hat she chose was a wide-brimmed hat in the same color as her overall outfit. The front brim was slightly raised, with a white feather stuck on it, showing a strange liveliness in the dull and restrained color scheme.
"I'm really curious how you fit so many clothes in that suitcase."
Klein on the side looked at the suitcase, which was not that big. His eyes quickly returned to Angel, who was posing in front of the mirror, and stayed there for a long time.
He still wore the same combination of windbreaker, glasses and top hat. In order to cope with the cold wind at night, he wore an extra gray scarf to cover his bald chin, making him feel much older.
"This is the magic of organizing clothes. Do you want to learn from me, Demoness?"
Angel walked away from the full-length mirror and said with a smile. She had been filled with a lot of knowledge in the history and occult courses in the past two days. Now she finally found an opportunity to fight back, and naturally she was not willing to let it go.
Klein pressed the top hat on his head in silence, and followed Angel out of the suite and onto the deck. The deck was very busy at night. More than half of the passengers wanted to have some fun during the boring journey. They lined up to walk down the gangway and went to Damir Harbor to enjoy the rare nightlife.
The two saw Donna's family in the queue. The four of them and three bodyguards were chatting with Captain Erlan. Before Angel could say hello, the sharp-eyed Donna saw her and waved excitedly.
"Sister Angelica, and uncle Gehrman!"
Klein coughed lightly and was very dissatisfied with being called "uncle".
"Do you also want to get off the ship and go for a walk?"
Angel asked.
"Yes, we are going to try the most famous cured meat here."
The person who answered her was the father of Donna and Danton, a middle-aged man who was a bit stout but had a well-maintained face.
"I heard about the care you took for Danton and Donna last night. The two children like you very much." He was a little surprised but looked at Angel politely for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to shake hands with Klein, "Urdie Branch, import and export businessman, this is my wife."
Next to him was a middle-aged lady, her face obscured by the thin gauze hanging from her hat, and her figure maintained very well for her age.
After exchanging pleasantries, Angel and Klein did not stop at the dock, but quickly left the group. After confirming the direction on the road sign at the intersection, they headed to the nearest bar.
Before leaving, Angel found that Donna was still secretly staring at her. To be precise, he was staring at her slender legs against the tight trousers. He didn't know whether the look in his eyes was envy or reassurance. Angel guessed that the girl still suspected that she was Siren who had landed on the beach. He wanted to scare her again, but was dragged away by Klein.
The two quickly arrived at the bar closest to the pier, "Flying Fish and Wine". From outside the half-open wooden door, they could hear a louder shout coming from inside, highlighting the excitement and chaos here.
There is a notice board erected outside the door, which is covered with large and small, old and new reward orders. There are high-value rewards belonging to "Four Kings" and "Seven Generals", as well as hundred-pound rewards for ordinary pirate captains. They are layered on top of each other, arranged from high to low by amount and reputation, like a mountain of gold coins.
The one at the top is undoubtedly the most famous pirate "King of the Five Seas" Nast. Just in Loen, his name is worth a full 800,000 Gold Pound, plus After receiving bounties from other countries and private individuals, I am afraid that I am worth millions, enough to donate a Baron in Backlund, and now I can even enter Upper House and get my own seat!
The two of them glanced enviously at the string of zeros under Nast's reward order, then opened the door and walked into the bar.
Boom——
As soon as she entered the door, the lively atmosphere inside reached a climax. With the roar of the crowd, a huge figure flew towards the door and hit Angel. She ducked sideways, and the man opened the door and rolled out of the bar.
A bald man over 1.8 meters tall came over cursing and holding a dagger. He looked at the figure being thrown out and spat, saying:
"Shit, you actually accused me of being a pirate informant."
"Isn't that what you are!"
"Haha, keep fighting!"
The surrounding drinkers were booing at the excitement Earth Mother.
Angel bypassed the strong man with Sea Eagle tattooed on his bald head, came to the bar, sat down next to Captain Erlan with a short knife hanging on his waist, and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on?"
"It was just a drunken quarrel. The one who was beaten out was Sailor, the navy officer here. He said that 'Sea Eagle' Logan was the informant of 'Black Tulip'. This has been rumored for a long time. Although no one has any evidence, Sea Eagle beat him up every time he heard it, which makes it seem specious."
"'Hell Admiral' Ludwell who likes to engage in massacres?"
Klein also came over and asked.
"That's right, but don't take it to heart. Pirates don't like to loot the port now. The navy has set up a lot of coastal defense guns. Once they suffer a loss, they won't come again. The most important thing is that there is nothing worth robbing in the port. It's better to intercept the ship if you want goods. If you want to have fun, you can go to Bayam." Aierlan drank down the wine in his hand, burped, and stood up, "I want to go up and play cards. What about you?"
He pointed to the stairs leading to the second floor.
"Forget it, we're here to get information, and I've already lost enough on the ship."
Klein decisively refused. He was losing money on the ship with a daily limit of five pounds. If he had not had enough self-control and Angel had set a limit for him, he would have lost more.
"Oh, then be careful, don't trust anyone here or the information they provide. Nine out of ten words spoken by these drunkards are false. Also, don't look for women..."
Aierlan said, looked at Angel, closed his mouth, and went up to the second floor with a smile.
At this time, the conflict outside the door seemed to have come to an end. Only "Sea Eagle" Logan came back, and the "slanderer" Navy Sailor had disappeared.
Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, the crowd became quiet one after another, drinking and chatting. However, many people had already discovered the newly joined Angel and Klein. Their eyes glanced here from time to time, mainly focusing on Angel.
Already knowing that he would become the focus of everyone when he went out with his true appearance, Angel did not take it to heart. Instead, he called the bartender over and asked:
"Is there Sonia Blood Wine here?"
Hearing this word, Klein looked away uncomfortably.
"We don't have such expensive products here. You can try the cocktail I prepared. It has low alcohol content and good taste."
Before Angel could answer, the bald Logan came over and sat carelessly on the chair next to Angel.
"Sonia Blood Wine? I haven't heard this word for a long time. It is indeed suitable for beautiful ladies to drink, but the 'Sweet Lemon' here is also very good and very popular with... girls nearby."
When he mentioned the girl, the bartender laughed softly, and Angel guessed that this might not be a polite reference.
"Sweet Lemon? Is it a cocktail? How much does it cost?"
She didn't agree, but asked about the price first, and didn't care about Logan's behavior of disregarding "social distance". The drunkards and Sailor here were obviously different from the Gentlemen on White Agate. The drunkards around her had begun to stare at her without concealment, and some even tried to use the strength of alcohol to strike up a conversation. Logan was just the first one.
"Come and open the eyes of this lady and her companions."
Logan didn't answer, but slapped the bar and shouted. The bartender took a mixing cup and added several unknown liquors and lemon juice with both hands under Angel's eyes. He quickly made three golden cocktails with a bit of lemon sourness and placed them in front of Logan, Angel and Klein.
"Twelve pounds in total."
He looked at Angel.
"Yes, twelve pounds."
"Sea Eagle" Logan patted the bar again, inadvertently showing off the muscles on his arms.
Only then did Angel realize that he had been blackmailed by Logan and the bartender.
A glass of wine costs four pounds, which is several times more expensive than the "precious product" Sonia Blood Wine described by the bartender.
Before she could say anything, Logan had already moved her face up, getting closer and closer to Angel.
"Didn't bring enough money? It doesn't matter. Many 'girls' around me are like this too. They have paid off their debts long ago and even made a lot of money, haha!"
The bartender laughed dryly along with him, and some of the drinkers around him started cheering, and some looked away, obviously unwilling to rescue the innocent and pitiful lady from the hands of this "Hell Admiral" informant.
It always felt like she had encountered a repertoire in Adventure Novel... Angel was a little speechless. She was preparing to secretly make Logan, who was laughing endlessly, infected by Backlund's new popularity. He suffered from severe pneumonia and had to stay in the local hospital at least until the New Year. Klein, who was sitting on the other side, stood up from the chair with a straight face and walked over here under the curious and provocative eyes of Logan and the bartender.
"Bald boy," he tightened the black leather gloves on his hands, suddenly stretched out his hand, twisted the collar of "Sea Eagle" Logan, and pulled the taller bald man towards him, "This is my woman. Have you asked me for my opinion before coming up to chat with her?"
"Bang——"
Angel shook his hand in panic and knocked over three cups of "Sweet Lemon".