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Chapter 110 The Royal Mary

The Angel Alliance Seaport, located between the ancient city of Jingjue and the Eastern Roman Empire, is a jointly developed port.In terms of national boundaries, this excellent safe haven belongs to the undisputed territory of Jingjue Ancient City.However, the upper-class nobles are almost all blood clans, and it is a primitive instinct to hate water.Not so concerned about the ocean.

And there is another point, I am shocked that the technology of building large ships in the ancient city is still in the groping stage.

Therefore, when Iman and his party came to this large-scale seaport, they saw more ships flying the Black Eagle flag of the Eastern Roman Empire.Even the buildings in the port are in the style of the Eastern Roman Empire, with pointed roofs, arches, and marquetry.Love the use of coral from the deep sea to decorate the cornices, and various brightly colored shell sculptures adorning the interior walls.

A few people live in a nearby hotel and are not in a hurry to go to sea, but first look around for news, wind direction, current, whether the north is calm, and whether the Mogou people are safe, all of which need to be known in advance.It would be great if there is a large caravan going north and go together.

Iman's experience in adventure is still inexperienced, so he stays in the hotel with Captain Alan Pedilla.Sitting in the restaurant on the second floor, clutching a pot of hot tea, ordering a small pot of wine, observing the crowd around.Most of the people who come and go are merchants with goods, and all kinds of adventurers from all over the world who are ready to be hired.

As a well-known public figure in the gambling industry of An'an City, the famous marrow-absorbing little thousand king, in order not to cause commotion.Yiman also did some make-up, changing her white hair back to its original pitch-black color, and her eyes returned to their original color. She explained to Alan Pedilla and others that the pupil-changing pearl film, a special product of the Eastern Roman Empire, was used.

Several companions did not suspect anything.Alan Pedilla was more careful. He felt that the name Da Vinci was too ostentatious, so it was better to change his name.Checking in goes unnoticed when boarding the boat.

"Let's call it Iman Holder." Iman gave his real name.

It is a very common name of the Han and Tang Empires, and the surnames on the mainland are confused.In ancient times, the Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains were the territory of demon lords.Man is the humblest slave.At that time, the human slaves had all kinds of skin colors, and some even had skin colors like black carbon.The demon lord found that in the face of unfamiliar environments and completely different animal and plant foods, people with the strongest adaptability, the yellow-skinned people survived the most, while the black-skinned people were strong, but they became extinct.So people of different skin colors were crossed with yellow-skinned people, and the offspring produced had qualified adaptability.Natural selection, survival of the fittest, although the hair and eye colors of the people in the three kingdoms of the Central Plains are all different.But more or less the blood of the yellow race flows.

Captain Alan Pedilla looked at Yiman's attire with cold eyes, and said with some emotion: "It would be great if you are really a Hantang native with black hair and black pupils."

Yiman looked in the mirror, and there was still some difference from his original appearance, so he asked puzzledly: "Why?"

Alan Pedilla said indifferently: "Black hair and black pupils are the symbols of pure-blooded Han and Tang people, and they are super adaptable. When taking risks, suppose the food is exhausted, and there are some poisonous fruits in front of us. We purple-eyed people can only be caught Poisoned or starved to death, but the first time a pure-blooded Han and Tang person eats it, his stomach will hurt for a few days at most, and the next time he eats it, he will feel like a Chinese cabbage."

Yiman thought, is there such a miracle? He is skeptical about this statement.

Walking downstairs came an old man in a black robe, wearing a black cloak and very rare clogs, rattling.Holding the scriptures and the cross in his hand, he persuaded everyone to believe in the true God, even to the Zimu people.

"Is it a missionary from the temple?" Iman said somewhat uncertainly, preaching in a foreign country is a way of self-cultivation.Most of the pope and the twelve cardinals under him have at least ten years of missionary experience in Gentiles.

Alan Pedilla nodded solemnly, and taught Iman the experience of adventure: "Little brother, when you are taking risks, you must be careful everywhere. The outside world is weird and strange, and one more thing is worse than one less thing. Don't intervene casually when the road is rough. .And you must remember that there are three kinds of people that you should try not to mess with."

"Those three kinds of people?" Iman asked sincerely, he knew that these were the summaries of Alan Pedilla's many years of adventure experience.The old missionary had some bad legs and feet, and almost tripped over the stairs when going upstairs.

Alan Pedilla picked up the teacup, noticed a small piece of tea floating in it, and said in a deep voice: "One is beauties, especially those who dare to take risks alone without guards. The more beautiful they are, the more terrifying they are. If you meet a Peerless beauty, remember, that's not a beauty, but a fire-breathing dragon, don't come forward to strike up a conversation, just hide as far away as you can."

Yiman nodded in agreement, the beauty is taking risks alone, and the risk is greater, and she is always on guard against calculations from the same kind.There may be countless traps waiting for her.If he didn't have any real skills, he would have been eaten to the bone.

"The second is the alchemist." Alan Pedilla picked out the small piece of tea with his little finger, and continued: "The alchemist is proficient in all kinds of poisons, and the way of poisoning is unimaginable. If you accidentally offend them, you will die no matter what." have no idea."

"Then what about the last one?" Yiman asked eagerly.

Alan Pedilla stared at the old missionary, who had already climbed up the stairs, out of breath, still telling everyone about the salvation of the true God with a kind face.When he came to Iman's table, Alan Pedilla poured him a cup of tea and said politely: "Master, you have worked hard."

The old missionary was wrinkled and said with a smile: "Lost lambs, God is waiting for your return." Taking the teacup and drinking it in one gulp, Iman noticed carefully that although the missionary was old, his teeth were as white as jade .

Alan Pedilla pointed at the back of the missionary and said: "The third is the missionary, they are the scariest. Little brother, don't be fooled by their appearance, the missionary can go deep into the ogre's lair to preach, Courage alone is not enough to talk about the glory of God at the bonfire where the barbarians gathered. Moreover, preaching is only one of their jobs, as long as they find it to be heresy, they will be judged directly.”

Tucker Hogan, who is good at light kung fu, was the first to inquire about the good news. He first poured himself a cup of tea, and Meimei drank a cup before saying: "Brother, I have already inquired. There are ships going north recently. Two ships, the Titanic and the Royal Mary. The Titanic is a newly launched ultra-luxury tanker. It is said that it took three years to build Jingjue City. Now it is the maiden voyage. The price is fair and there are many Jingjuecheng The nobles from all over the world also came to join us, and I heard that the tickets are almost sold out. Brother, which ship do you think we will take?"

Alan Pedilla pondered for a while, but he couldn't make up his mind. When he turned his head, he saw a fortune-teller across the road. His eyes lit up and he said, "Let's go, let's do a fortune-telling."

"Foretelling!" Yiman was confused, in his opinion, it didn't matter which boat he took.

The fortune teller, pretending to be blind, took a few copper coins and shook them randomly in the bamboo tube a few times. After uncovering them, he touched them for a long time and said, "Titanic."

Alan Pedilla was very satisfied, and paid the fortune, and Tucker Hogan followed behind and whispered: "Brother, the fortune teller is obviously betting on two sides. He only said the name of one ship and nothing else. If If something really happened, he could lie and say that his original intention was not to allow him to take the Titanic."

Alan Pedila held Tucker Hogan, and said to him and Iman: "As a brother, I will teach you something. I am surprised that people are very superstitious, and they like to count when they are hesitant. Look, this The location of Mr. Fortune Teller is very good. If he has no connections, he will definitely not be able to get such a good location. Why didn’t he mention the Royal Mary? It was obviously bought by someone, so it can be seen that the news that the tickets for the Titanic are almost sold out is false Yes, the so-called aristocrats are all pretense. Maybe they ran away in a small boat before reaching the high seas. I was shocked to find that the boat I built had accidents not once or twice. We can’t be fooled and buy tickets for the Royal Mary. .”

The next day, several people boarded the Royal Mary.

This is a large semi-new ship that belonged to the Eastern Roman Empire.It is mainly powered by wind and turbines fueled by magic spar.The speed of the ship was very fast, along the coastline all the way north to Menethil Harbor, there were supplies along the way.It takes more than a month to float at sea.

Everyone is dressed like an ordinary adventurer, not ostentatious, wearing expensive leather armor close to the body, covered with half-new long clothes.Alan Pedilla thought very carefully, the valuable goods were piled up in the space created by Iman, and everyone carried some ordinary goods on their backs.

Upon entering the cabin, a strong smell of inferior tobacco enters the nose and mouth.In the huge cabin, there are rows of densely packed beds, three floors above and below, and hammocks are also hung on the aisle.I saw a group of adventurers, either lying on the bed drinking bad wine, or smoking tobacco with fierce eyes.Some are playing cards in a noisy gathering, and some are bragging loudly while drinking and drinking.Seeing someone coming in, a guy with a scar on his face showed the terrible tattoo on his arm intentionally or unintentionally, playing with a sharp dagger with his fingertips with a cruel smile.

Alan Pedilla and the others found a few beds in the corner, and gathered together to smoke in a very low-key manner.The light in the cabin is very poor, and the noise of the adventurers can be heard endlessly.

Yiman glanced roughly, and although everyone in the cabin looked terrifying, with ferocious faces, and a high-spirited look, there was not a single expert. From their expressions and actions, it can be judged that the level of martial arts is roughly at the About two or three steps.

Having two or three levels of martial arts is enough. According to physical fitness, three ordinary humans can't beat an orc.However, if a human being with average aptitude is willing to work hard for three or two years to reach the second level of martial arts, with some fighting skills, he will be able to use some ingenuity, and it will basically be no problem to defeat the three orc warriors.

Human martial arts is a kind of mysterious knowledge to other races in the mainland.

Iman was a little puzzled, and asked Alan Pedilla in a low voice: "There are four-person rooms, two-person rooms and even single rooms on the boat. Why do you want to live in such a smoky place? With these low-level adventurers?"

Alan Pedilla said with a smile: "Little brother, I'm doing it out of safety's sake. There is an old saying that jackals hide among sheep so that they won't be noticed by lions. And mixed with these ordinary adventurers, You can still get some news. There may be some unexpected gains."

Yiman nodded, he didn't care about this harsh environment.It's easy to get used to.

"Oh! By the way, little brother, there is no bed for you here." Alan Pedilla took out a boat ticket and handed it to him: "This is your room. I'm sorry I didn't get a single room."

It was a double room, and Yiman was flattered immediately: "You don't have to take care of me like this, besides, I live separately from you, so it may not be safe."

Alan Pedilla laughed and said: "Little brother, don't be humble, we are wolves, but you are a lion."

The rumors of Yiman's execution of top killer addicts, they had heard about it in Anxi City for a long time.

"Little brother, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. You are different from us. You have already participated in the high society of Ann's Rest City. You can easily mix into the high-level circle of passengers on board and help us find some useful news." Alan Pedi Latti asked.

Iman sat by the bed, staring at the back of his roommate who was sleeping on the opposite bed. According to Alan Pedilla, should it be a Devilsaur or a Charizard?

(End of this chapter)