Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 800 I Like This

"Name."

"Drake King of the Sea."

"Is that your last name?"

"That's my stage name."

"...I like your sense of humor, what about your profession?"

"Look at my three-cornered hat, look at my scimitar, do you need me to engrave [Cursed Pirate] on the hat, so that you will recognize my profession!"

"Judging people by their appearance is a superficial behavior. There are not many people who are as responsible as Mr. Drake now."

"...Are you insulting me?"

The other party smiled, showing his white teeth, and the gums between the teeth were frighteningly red.

"How did you get to Wandering City?"

"By boat, ghost ship."

"What about your ship?"

"Ran."

"Who did it?"

"The boat ran away by itself. The moment it got off the chain, it fell into the soil, like a meat ticket that was kicked into the water, and ran away with a grunt."

"Your ghost ship can still escape?"

"It probably also understands that going into the sea is very dangerous now."

The other party picked up the wine glass, dangled it artificially, and put the glass back on the bar.

"Your boat ran away, and you didn't seem to be in any hurry."

"I can't run, we share the curse. No matter where it goes, it can easily recall the crew, in the blink of an eye."

His eyes seemed to be glowing.

"Please show your citizenship or temporary residence card, Mr. Drake."

"You should be glad you came early. After drinking this cup, I might throw this card away." Drake took out a shiny crystal square from the rolled-up brim of his hat. The blue dragon priest pinched it casually, representing the scholar. identity of.

The other party looked at the card, his hand visibly shook, and instead of taking it for inspection, he patted the bar table with his palm as if venting, "It's a pity, it's really the teacher's magic power!" Quietly reduced to ashes.

"Wait, you are not the managers here!" Derek stood up suddenly, staring at the two friendly men in mysterious clothes, walked up inexplicably, and interrogated himself inexplicably.In the end, the king of the sea answered honestly because of his intuition.

"What's not, we are the students of the scholar teacher, the disciple of the humanoid magic fountain, we are more official than the official, the city of wandering is my home!"

The man in black sitting behind Drake patted him on the back.

"Okay, okay, Brother Drake, we are only thinking about the safety of this city. You are a new face, which is very suspicious. After all, the residents of Wandering City are very simple, stowaways, scammers, research lunatics, etc. There are very few dangerous elements here. We have to protect our city. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, you are a trustworthy friend, come, let's have a toast."

Drake was taken down with a glass of wine by the acquaintance behind him. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the wine produced by this magical floating city could be tasted by ghosts, which made him feel even happier.Because he was worried about the Bailong who was taken away, he came to this mixed bar to inquire about news. Drake, who thought he was a slippery old man, was immediately blocked by these two people. It was a pleasant surprise to find a drink that he could drink.

"Anna! Two more glasses of 'Thrilling', less fear, and ice." The person in front of him shouted at the female bartender, then turned to Drake and blinked his left eye, "Special wine for the spirit body, I treat you."

He knew in his heart that this person must have plotted something, but Drake couldn't control his throat, even ignoring the pirate's instinct to call the police. Drake rubbed his fingers and showed a flattering smile to this person.

Soon, the good-looking female bartender served two glasses of bubbling light blue liquid.

"A toast to you, Mr. Drake, for your health and success at sea."

"Respect freedom! Respect the end of the world!" Pirates would have lingering fears when they recalled what happened in the sea. He couldn't think of what the future would look like. Maybe it's time for a long vacation for the pirate career.

"It's like this, Mr. Drake, I have something here, maybe you will be interested..."

Sure enough, Drake felt a little drunk, and now he can expose the color of the first officer's underwear in order to have another drink, "Maybe, sir, it's just that I am concerned about my brother Bailong now, and I don't think I have any extra energy ..."

"Bailong will be fine. We have the best finishing team. Now that he has escaped from God's arms, it's hard for him to die now."

Drake nodded, holding up his hand.

"One more drink! I need to moisten my parched throat."

It seems that they have understood the nature of some people for a long time, and the subsequent drinks came very quickly.Drake smelled the taste in the cup, and turned his head to the gentleman beside him.

"Now I'm interested, please tell me, generous sir."

He straightened up, his eyes were bright, and he quickly drew something on the sheepskin he took out with his fingers. The strange symbols that Drake had never seen were constantly flashing on the paper, and the last pattern he saw was the pattern on the cursed gold coin. , Drake never mentioned it.

Drake swore he would never leave a single fingerprint on the paper.

"That's right, Mr. Drake, my recent research topic is the use of curse power. Don't you think the curse of the ghost ship, a transmission mechanism that ignores the logic of time and space and energy loss, is very useful?"

"Oops, I forgot to introduce myself..."

The man picked up the wine glass that Drake had put down, and rolled the outer wall of the wine glass on the parchment. Drake watched his fingerprints appear on the contract, as if seeing a demon showing its fangs.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Derek."

"I am a miracle."

"I am inspiration." The man behind added, putting a small bag of gold coins in the palm of the female bartender.

"Welcome to the light and shadow area of ​​the wandering city."

(End of this chapter)