book of old days

Chapter 27 Holden Harbor

"Sir? Sir?"

An embarrassing voice woke Sean up from his dream. As soon as he looked up, he saw a young boy wearing a conductor's cap looking at him nervously.

His first reaction was not to talk to him, but subconsciously touched the suitcase in his arms.

Fortunately, the box stayed there safely, and a thin steel chain bound his wrist to the keyhole of the box, which couldn't have been more secure.

He heaved a sigh of relief, this box contained most of his net worth, a full three thousand pounds, and the old book, and other gifts were placed in the suitcase on the shelf above his head, which was not very comfortable. he is worried.

He couldn't tell which one he was more worried about, the Book of the Old or the three thousand pounds, but after a while, he decided not to think about it anymore.

"What's the matter?" he asked the boy.

"It's the stop, you said you wanted me to remind you at Holden Port."

Sean immediately remembered what he said to the boy when he got on the train. He nodded gratefully, threw a silver taco coin to the boy, turned around and got off the train with his suitcase.

On the platform, steam filled the air, and through the diffuse steam and the crowds coming and going, Sean could see the busy scene of the port city.

Houghton Port is the largest port in the south of the Kingdom of Brighton and the third largest commercial city in the country. The sailboats and steamships leading overseas here do not stop every day. The railway station is located near the port. Goods are delivered here and shipped directly for export. In the port, you can also see the towering masts of sailing warships and the ugly paddle wheels of steamers emitting black smoke.

Just waking up, coupled with the chaotic and energetic scene in front of him, made his experience of the previous few days seem unreal like a dream.

But he knew it was real, and the culprit was lying in his suitcase.

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time. After nine o'clock, he was very energetic after sleeping in the car for a whole day.

After a so-so breakfast in a roadside tavern, he went to the shipping office to inquire about times and prices.

The closest passenger sailboat has just set sail, the next one is two hours later, and there are two more in the afternoon, including a steamboat.

However, the reputation of steamships in this era was not good. They were noisy and smoky, and they could not sleep at night.

Sean was not in a hurry to buy a ticket, he hadn't figured out where he was going next.

Sean wandered around the streets near the port for a while, and got a room in a hotel near the bay. He locked himself in the room, stood in front of the window, and watched the scenery of the port in the distance, silently Think about his next plan.

Opening the suitcase, there is a tourist map he bought on the way, and the entire peninsula is displayed on the map.

If you go out to sea, you can go to Faris or Dravens, but he doesn't speak the language there. He looks at the other end of the sea, across the stormy sea in the south, and can reach the desert-covered Suran Germany, and Essia further south, which is a colony of the Kingdom of Brighton, may be able to go there for a while.

However, traveling across the ocean and setting foot in that distant and unfamiliar foreign country is a bit overreacting and too dangerous.

He shook his head, thinking that it is better not to go to sea if he can not go to sea. Traveling far away in this era is a very dangerous thing. Maybe one day he will encounter a shipwreck or contract a tropical disease, and he will be gone.

Sean looked towards the north of the peninsula again. In that vast area, the map labels were incomplete, and the symbols representing cities and villages were extremely rare. In ancient times, there used to be the Kingdom of Nord Those northern barbarians often went south to plunder in groups.

However, as early as 500 years ago, after the last Nord king died of leprosy, it was gradually taken over by the Kingdom of Brighton and became the northern territory of the kingdom, an area with poor resources but able to provide a large number of excellent soldiers.

Maybe it's a good idea to go there.

In that vast land that has been forgotten by the world, it should be easy to hide your identity.

But before leaving, he had to do one thing.

The technology of this era is undoubtedly backward, there is no camera, and there is no fingerprint check, so it is absolutely impossible for ordinary policemen to find themselves, and they will not even associate the death of little Lancet with themselves.

From this point of view, even if they didn't leave Sword Castle, they might not encounter any danger.

But he is not sure whether there are other criminal investigation and tracking technologies in this world.

Since there are supernatural powers such as the Book of the Old Ones, the world in the mirror, and the fairies in the lake, it is hard to say that among the police in Sword Castle, or under the Duke of Lancaster, there will not be any strange people who have mastered some kind of magic. Tracking technology, such as magic and the like.

Another thing that worries him is the Rational Society.

Before, he always thought that this was a world where technological civilization had just emerged, so he was not disgusted with the Rational Society, and even had a good impression of it. However, after experiencing a series of previous events and discovering the weirdness and mystery of this world, he It is unavoidable to think of the role played by the Society of Reason in this.

There is no doubt that the Rational Society has been covering up the truth, using science and reason as an excuse to prevent people from exploring those ancient secrets, covering up all gods, magic, supernatural powers and legends related to them, even falsifying history.

This kind of behavior is not unusual. You must know that in the modern society he originally lived in, even though most people believed that there were no mysterious forces in the world, there were no regulations that suppressed people from exploring related content.

There are often even liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts, fooling the public and making many farces.

However, in this world where mysterious power really exists, instead of suppressing it everywhere and covering up its existence, it makes people wonder if there is an ulterior purpose behind it.

What worries Sean even more is whether the Rational Society has mastered this power.

Will the Society of Reason intervene once it is discovered that the disappearance of Little Lanster is related to supernatural forces?
Deep down in his heart, he somehow connected the Society of Reason with organizations like the Inquisition and Witch Hunts in ancient times.

Maybe there are hunters on the way to kill him now.

These speculations and assumptions made him worry, so he had to do enough cover before disappearing.

If these people finally notice him, he hopes to draw their eyes elsewhere, the farther away from him the better, preferably overseas, so that he can study the mysterious power in the book with peace of mind in the far north .

Having made up his mind, he put on his coat and went out.

Walking the streets of the port, he scouted for the targets his plan needed.

A drunken man laying on the side of the street caught his attention. With his tattered clothes and dirty wig, it could be seen that he had once had a good social status. In such a port city, you can always see such people, maybe because of investment failure and bankruptcy, maybe because the ship sank and lost their property, or because they lost their belief in life in a shipwreck, in short, they are a group of useless people. And desperate people.

Occasionally, the port city will clean up these people, catch them and send them to the navy as sailors, or simply send them to the coal mines as hard labor.

But most of the time, just let it run its course.

The concept of human rights does not exist in this era, at least for homeless people.

(End of this chapter)