Black sail

Chapter 10 Ⅹ. Prostitute
Inside Linden City.

Due to prostitution and gambling, Micah's money was squandered to the point where there was not much money left.

There are two types of brothels in Linden City. One is a mid-to-high-end place with a lord's cover. The supporting facilities are also complete with singing and dancing performances and good wine and food.There is another thing. The Principality of Bema is in a state of depression now. It is a cellar set up by ruffians, so let’s not mention it.

Micah doesn't have the money to go to the first kind of place, but he doesn't like the second kind of place either.

And he has rich experience. In this kind of situation, there are too many local prostitutes. If someone sells high-priced flowers for [-] copper coins on the street, it is likely to be a pimp.

"Have you arrived yet?"

An old woman led Micah to turn left and right in the dilapidated area surrounded by crowded buildings on the outskirts of Linden City. Micah was already a little impatient, and the sky began to drizzle.

"almost."

Finally, the old woman led Micah into a dark alley, turned into a corridor, stepped onto the narrow, creaking shabby stairs, and arrived at the second floor.

The old woman knocked on the door three times, and then the sound of footsteps came from inside. The door was only opened a small crack, and it was tied with a rusty door chain. It was discovered that the people coming were the old woman and a man.

The woman inside said nothing, untied the chain, and opened the door.

Micah looked up and down. He was about 30 years old, and his facial features were fairly delicate. Except for being a little thin, he was still alive. His hair was the brown hair he liked, and he was only wearing pajamas.

After paying five copper coins to the old woman, Micah entered the door.

Unexpectedly, there was a man sitting on the ground smoking a cigarette in the room. At first, Micah thought he had figured it out, and pressed his hand on the hatchet on his waist to cut someone down, but when he looked carefully, one of the man's sleeves was empty, and one of his sleeves was missing. arm.

Seeing someone coming in, the man hesitated for a moment, then he wisely picked up his crutch and left the room awkwardly, closing the door behind him.

This is just a small room with no bathroom or kitchen. There is only a bed in an area of ​​about ten square meters. The walls are not soundproof at all. You can guess that it is a rental cabin with a large transparent room separated by wooden boards.

Only Micah and the woman were left in the room, and the lighting provided by the oil lamp was not bright.

Micah sat on the bed and took off his hat with a wide brim. He had a few centimeters of beard, his curly hair had grown white silk, his nose bridge was high, his eye sockets were deep-set, and his gray-blue eyes wandered around the woman.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

"No need." It's not that Micah is discriminatory, it's just that the last customer said that, and there is still some taboo, "Who is that man?"

"That's my husband, sorry to make you laugh."

Micah was silent for a while.

"You're fairly handsome, that's impossible."

Micah knew very well that in this business, no matter whether it was important or unimportant, there was no truth. That person has few hands, and he is completely useless in this area. If no one cares about it, he will die on the street in a short time.

"Really, don't look at him now, he used to be majestic, he was in the navy, but his hand was lost by pirates, and now he can't walk easily, so I have to raise him."

The woman said it as if she was talking about something ordinary. She had already unbuttoned her blouse and was completely exposed. Under the flickering oil lamp, she was already a little charming.

Micah was silent for a while.

"I suddenly remembered something urgent."

Micah put on his hat and left thirty copper coins on the bed. Before the woman had time to speak, he had already opened the door and left.

The handicapped man was sitting and smoking in the corridor of the stairs, and his figure in the dim corridor without his hand was as thin as a deadly ghost. He was a little surprised to see Micah who came out so quickly.

But Micah didn't dare to meet his eyes and quickly left the building as if running away.

More than an hour later.

Micah returned to the ship and saw that there was no one on the deck, but the window of the nautical room at the end of the bow and stern line of the sailing ship was lit, and he knew that it was a meeting.

He opened the door and glanced around. There were seven or eight people, but no one noticed him.

Because Ren was talking about what happened during the day, it would be a pity not to talk about it with his eloquence. Everyone was listening attentively.

"I almost fucking died at that time, I wiped it,

The swordsman still had a few moments before a sword came from the west. A flying fairy from the sky was as fast as thunder and as mad as yellow sand. In just a flash, it covered the sky and covered the earth with a cold light.

My mind was shocked, and I immediately used the method of transforming self-control, transforming self-freedom, transforming eternity, and instantly showing supernatural power. "

Ren held a roll of cured tobacco leaves in his mouth, and he was beaming as he spoke, but the hair on his body was greasy and knotted after a long time of grooming, and there was still a smell.

But everyone on the boat knows that his method of self-defense is the unrivaled art that Li Site brags that he has practiced. Hearing the name is awesome, but he has never used it in battle. It still depends on him eighty, eighty His sledgehammer, and the evil instrument that resides in his left hand.

"Can you be serious?"

Xia Di was unable to complain.

Micah saw that there were still a few people missing, the captain, the first mate, and the new tiger were not there, and they should be talking about things elsewhere.

Ren is still bragging.

"Anyway, that man knew he was dead, so he quickly called out to his companion, but Oakes came with two dead bodies. If his companion came back alive, he would have to write a terrible word on his leg. He immediately lost all thoughts. I took advantage of his trance , directly tore off his arm with a click, and completely destroyed him.

Oakes was about to ask him something, but this guy...was a bit of a fucking man, his mouth was so stubborn that he didn't want to be convinced.

As a result, the heart is cold, the heart is flying, and life and death are boundless. "

Ren took a sip of his cigarette, and added the modal particle with a hippie smile: "I wipe."

The low-level demon Heywood, as the model toolman on the ship, had already packed up all the stolen goods, leaving only distribution.

The rules on board are very simple. If the total income is less than [-] gold dragons, [-]% will be used as public funds, and the remaining [-]% will be divided equally. If the income exceeds [-] gold dragons, [-] gold dragons will be used as public funds, and the rest will be divided equally.Public funds cover everything from food and crew salaries to hull maintenance to keep a pirate ship running.For all other additional procurement matters or recruitment of additional personnel, all additional expenditures, if more money is spent than public funds, need to be voted by the crew. Li Site counts as two votes, and the rest counts as one vote.

The ledger is with Fen and can be confronted at any time.

At this moment, Morrison glanced at the door, and Micah stood there for a long time and did not come in, not knowing why he was nervous.

"Mr. Mr. Ship Doctor, a respected and clean man, is back."

Morrison is always scratching the flying knife with a whetstone, and always speaks with a smile on his face.

Micah laughed twice and found a seat to sit down.

The table was already full of hard dishes. Apparently, Archer, the cook on the ship, knew that there would be a banquet that night, so he killed a sheep in the sheep pen in the cabin, and prepared a whole sheep feast in advance, as well as air-dried meat and some dipping sauces. There is nothing vegetarian, and the most indispensable thing on board is alcohol. Even if Archer drinks non-stop all day long, he is about to burst.

At this table, the nobles with lower ranks probably won't be able to get a meal for a month, so it can't be said that it is not luxurious.

Archer is always unconscious, and four words can sum up this man's life, cooking, killing, drinking, sleeping, it's over, unpretentious, and now it's almost time to sleep.

Micah is good at observing words and expressions. Although it is a spoils feast, several people's expressions are not right. Oakes, Ren, Xia Di, and Walman all have chilling eyes, obviously hiding something.

"How about it?"

Wollman asked Micah thoughtfully and closed the "Travels of Arkania" in his hand.

"How about what?"

Micah doesn't know why.

"Of course it's a bitch, what kind of thing? Not strong enough."

Wollman teased.

"What's the matter, it's that kind of thing."

Micah snorted.

Oakes' tone suddenly became solemn, with the huge sword standing on one side, he said to Mika suddenly: "I don't know what will happen later, but you should know which side to stand on."

Oakes thought it was time to put Swann's matter on the table. He refused to accept the petition and gave Fern two months of face. Now that a big order is over, there must be an explanation. Since Swann is not here, he must be talking about something later.

Everyone in the room looked gloomy.

Besides the drunken Archer, there was Morrison.

Micah was on pins and needles all of a sudden, and Oakes could be said to be one of the few reliable people on board.

"What's the matter, as for?"

Micah can be considered a veteran on the ship, and he has only seen this kind of atmosphere three or four times.

"Maybe... someone will die."

Oakes' tone was so serious that there was no doubt about it.

And in this room, only Morrison can speak effectively.

"Don't be so nervous, Li Si Te is a person with a head, and the chances of opening champagne are higher."

Morrison glanced at Oakes, so a decent person should not be a pirate, suspicious all day long, licking blood with a knife, he is so tired.

"I hope so."

Wolman was noncommittal.

at this time.

Li Site pushed open the door and entered with an unusually serious expression.

(End of this chapter)