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Chapter 169 Caribbean. Ricardo

After entering the dark sea area with no safe channel, the strong wind and heavy rain made the ship sometimes fly high and sometimes move sideways, as if signaling the coming of the end.

The Dawn of the Mysterious Queen is lit up, like a firefly that will go out at any time in this sea area.

Bernadette watched calmly, waited patiently, and did not interfere too much with the status of the ship. In front of her was a stable wooden table, on which were placed several porcelains of different styles, emerald green The tea is poured from a small brown teapot. According to the God of the Earth, this is the traditional style of the Western Continent.

Up to now, she also felt a little unreal, because the change came a little suddenly.

"Niece, speed up the sailing, don't be afraid." Su Lin's thumb and index finger joined together, and from time to time dazzling white rays of light popped out of the cabin.

Originally, in this area, there should not be too much interference with the normal navigation of ships. The Black Emperor used the power of the rules to order that this area should abide by the order set by the Black Emperor, and those who did not abide by the order would be punished by the rules.

The streaks of white light ejected by Su Lin are actually another force of order, ordering order out of chaos, like flares in the dark night, bringing normal order to this area in a short period of time.

Bernadette was silent for a while when she heard the title of eldest niece, and changed the subject without a trace and said:
"My father is a native of Intis. He has his own parents. I don't understand why he has anything to do with the Western Continent."

"There is a deep reason for this. Although I can fool you with nonsense, there is no need for that." Su Lin pulled out some pastries from the historical projection, and Russell, known as the pastry master by the people, left them There isn't much left for the rest of the townspeople.

Bernadette felt that this person's humanity was too sufficient, maybe it was acting, maybe it was real, she couldn't guess clearly, she spoke softly, her tone was calm: "Can't those words be taught to me?"

The other party had read some of the contents of the diary in front of her eyes. Although the other party would deliberately omit some, there was no doubt that some of his father's past experiences were indeed contained in it.

"Some things are for adults. Children should not ask too much, and don't interfere." Su Lin said with a faint smile, "Knowing too much is not good for you."

If I teach you Chinese, my father, Roselle, will probably fight me hard.

Four-tenths of the information on the diary is useful information, two-tenths are about Emperor Roselle's family affairs, and three-tenths can be condensed into a "Roselle's Romance History".

Bernadette nodded, said no more, accelerated the speed of the ship, and quietly waited for the arrival of the destination.

At the same time, the sound of piano, violin, cello, flute and other musical instruments sounded in the unmanned cabin, interweaving a warm and cheerful tune.

The music flutters in the cabin, the kitchen stove starts to breathe fire, the kitchen knife on the chopping board floats in the air and starts to process steak, raw fish and other meat, potatoes, mushrooms, and peas line up, waiting to be processed one after another, and then jump up one after another, spinning in the air Dancing into the oven and onto the pan.

The pots and pans are automatically arranged, and there seem to be more than ten staff members in the kitchen who are busy.

Su Lin looked at this ability with some envy, the ability to realize the concept of stories in fairy tales or myths that happened in real life, if he had this ability, he didn't even need to dig out the historical projection.

Under the hospitality of Bernadette,
three hours later

Bernadette stopped at the bow of the ship, staring at the outline of the island ahead for a long time. That was the place where her father, Roselle, slept. As the Dawn approached, the things on the island gradually became clear, one after another. Huge dark green and almost black trees towered tall, covering the ground and shading the mountain peaks.

Some curly-haired baboons loom in the bushes.

As a "Master of Prophecy" of Sequence 3, the intuition brought by her spirituality told her that this was probably the place she was looking for. In this matter, they did not deceive me.

As the coastline came into her eyes, Bernadette pursed her lower lips, muttering:

"dad."

Su Lin and Zhong Li appeared behind her, looking into the distance, Zhong Li frowned slightly, the atmosphere on the island made him feel a little inexplicable disgust, there was something else in that sense of confusion.

Klein's spiritual body returned to above the gray mist and participated in this meeting in another way.

The three read in unison: "The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist, the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

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In the dimly lit log cabin, the smell of alcohol and tobacco is mixed together. There is a kind of high-concentration tequila that is a specialty of this port. You can buy a liter of tequila in Sole, which costs at least 2 Sole in other places.

The boatmen in simple short-sleeves were joking and chatting about the good service of those shops in the town. They held kebabs in their hands and drank beer. Occasionally, some well-dressed foreigners would order a glass of tequila. It is the main consumer group of this kind of wine.

This is Enmat Port, one of the most important seaports in the Loen Kingdom along with Pritz Harbor.

The ships that come and go are usually resupplied here, and the security here is maintained by the Church of Storms. Pirates, traders, sailors, fishing boats, and surrounding residents, all of them gather in this lively port.

And the closest to the port is this tavern called "Rodia".

The wooden door creaked, and the wind chimes above jingled.

A young man pushed the door and entered. He was wearing a leather jacket and had messy hair. As soon as he entered the door, he quickly looked around.

"Give me a glass of tequila with some ginger in it. Don't be stingy, baby." The young man dressed as an adventurer said something witty as he walked to the counter and took out a gold pound.

The fat-faced boss looked at the gold pound on the table, gave the young adventurer a cold look, and said in a low voice, "Do you want anything else?"

"Smoked fish and dried meat, there are so many towns in the world, and there are so many taverns in the towns, but your smoked fish is the most distinctive." The young adventurer crossed his legs, leisurely Sitting on the bench, chanting literary words.

A dark-skinned bald man next to "God" rubbed his brows and said to the young adventurer, "Hey, son, no one who has sailed for a long time would order those pickled products in a tavern." And dry jerky!"

"As an adventurer, you should order some fruits and fresh meat at this time. This shop is most famous for its barbecue!"

"Uh." The young adventurer's leisurely expression froze on his face. He subconsciously squeezed his palms and smiled awkwardly, "Just do as he said."

"5 skewers and fruit platter."

"1 soli and 5 pence." The boss opened the drawer and began to find the change, and said with some reminders: "If you want to experience sailing, I suggest you go to the travel agency next to the Church of the Storm. It only costs one pound for a 7-day adventure. Home."

"You don't have to worry about being targeted by some guys." The dark-skinned bald man added.

In the back of the tavern, some eyes swept over the young man, with eagerness and greed.

The young man with a childish face put away the change without any fear, looked at those people with a smile, turned his head and said to the bald man, "I am serious about going to sea."

"I want to go to Bancy Island, do you have a recommended boat?"

"Bansy Island?" The bald man showed a strange expression, "Since the incident in Bansy Port, no one has gone to that place."

"If you pay the right price, we can drop you off on Dimir Island."

"The premise is that you are not afraid of us selling you out."

The bald man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the back corner.

"No problem, are these enough?" The young man pushed a pile of change from the boss in front of the bald man.

"You're enough." The bald man didn't expect that the young man from the city was really not afraid, but since he had money to earn, he could drop him off at the port of Dimir, "My name is Bran Les, we are Straightforward fleet."

"My name is Caribbean Ricardo." The young man raised his glass and said to Bran Ross, "You can also call me Somali Road."

(End of this chapter)