Lone Wolf of the Freljord

Since there is no need to worry about Lothar's safety, Nami can easily wait for Lothar to finish the Bilgewater affairs, and follow him to find Moonstone.

But before that, Nami still has one thing to do.

A few hours later, Nami heard some strange noises from below the boat.

"Come on!" Nami put on a cloak, walked out of the cabin, and looked under the boat, where a businessman in the shape of a catfish Vastaya was waiting under the boat.

Nami let him get on the boat, and Catfish Vastaya was unequivocal, and said directly: "Are you the guest who signed up for the auction?"

"Yes." Nami said.

"Then let me see your lot."

A stream of water poured out of Nami's cloak, dragging two things.

A pair of exquisite double guns.

Catfish Vastaya's eyes lit up, and the pair of guns were not ordinary at first glance: "Can you let me check it?"

Nami nodded.

Catfish Vastaya took out a monocular lens from his pocket, inserted it into his eye socket, and put on a pair of white gloves, and carefully inspected the pair of guns: "Awesome...it's great...purely mechanical The beauty of the structure...and the sense of design...well maintained...a pair of good treasures...guests, what are their names?"

"Name" Nami shook her head, "I don't know."

"I didn't find the maker's mark on it, so do you know which gun master made them?"

Nami was silent, she had only just learned about the musket a few days ago, how could she possibly know who made it.

The catfish merchant shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, if you can know who made them, the value can be higher, but they can definitely fetch a high price."

"Is five golden sirens enough?" Nami asked.

"Five guests are joking. I think the starting price of 300 Golden Siren is a more appropriate price."

"Starting price" Nami didn't understand a little, and she had no concept of money. "If you can sell 300 pieces, yes."

"Okay, then I'll take them away." Catfish Vastaya opened his mouth and swallowed the two guns.

Then he gave Nami a gentleman's gift and handed her an invitation letter: "Your lot is eligible to participate in the auction three days later, that auction is the biggest auction of this year that our chamber of commerce has been preparing for a long time. , please be sure to come and admire your face, if you want to bring a friend or two with you, it's okay."

Nami took the invitation letter, looked at the exquisite card with novelty, and thought, "There are so many people on the ground."

Watching the catfish Vastaya leave, Nami walked back to the cabin on the water: "This time, the money for Mr. Fortune Teller should also be settled."

Nami was still struggling with how to get money. Lothar was busy with her every day, and she couldn't find any place to make money herself.

However, when Nami was in bed, she accidentally saw the publicity team of the auction again, and when she learned that they were still collecting lots, Nami wanted to sell the two muskets she got.

Although the gun was not hers, it was the spoils of war that Nami got after defeating the enemy. According to the habit of the merman, Nami had the power to dispose of it.

"The auction in three days..." Nami looked at the locked room in the cabin, "Miss Syndra shut herself up all day, could it be because she was too stuffy on the boat? I It’s been a long time since I entered the sea and I’m very depressed, or…”

Nami looked at the invitation letter in her hand: "You can bring someone over there..."

Nami knocked on Syndra's door.

...

"Failed again!"

Syndra was so angry that she even wanted to drop the Deep Sea Pearl, but the hand she just raised was slowly lowered.

"Calm... Calm... There's only one pearl, if you smash it, it's gone." Syndra took a sip of ice water to relieve her breath. It was Lothar who helped her freeze it in the kettle.

"Where is the problem?" Syndra held a darkest orb, puzzled.

She had no clue, and took out the "Secret History of the Ascension Queen's Palace" again, and looked at the contents of the page carefully: "All the steps should be correct. Could it be that this book is lying to me?"

Syndra was very anxious, and she checked the contents of the book over and over again: "It's only a question of offerings."

Syndra is trying to re-enact a magic recorded in "The Secret History of the Ascension Queen's Palace", which requires deep sea pearls as magic tools and sacrifices of a powerful magical creature to be used as a sacrifice.

Syndra felt that her magic was very powerful, so she wanted to replace the sacrifice with the darkest orb she created.

But the result was not what Syndra had thought, and every attempt ended in failure.

"Do I have to find a magical creature to sacrifice? Ionia says magical creatures are everywhere, but I don't want to go back..."

As Syndra was thinking, there was a knock on the door of the room.

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The slaves left the imperial city to endure what the Sun Presbyterians said were twelve impossible tasks.

After the slaves left the palace, Queen Setaka was alone in the palace and often felt lonely. Every task of the Sun Presbyterian Church was extremely difficult. Even if the slaves could complete all of them, it would take more than ten years or even decades. It was agreed that slaves could not return to the palace to meet Queen Setaka until all tasks were completed.

This is the premeditated plan of the Sun Elders. They want to use this time to dilute the feelings of Queen Setaka and slaves, and wait for the opportunity to let noble men with more noble blood contact Queen Setaka.

While Queen Setaka is distressed, her slave husband finds a way to rendezvous with Queen Setaka.

——Introduction to Chapter 47 of "The Secret History of the Ascension Queen's Palace"

Chapter 351 Negotiations in White Harbor

Bilgewater has two of the largest ports.

One of them is the Slaughter Dock, also known as the Blood Harbor or Red Harbor.

The reason for the name Red Harbor is very simple, because the entire pier is blood-red, whether the sea or the ground.

The reason is that all the hunted sea beasts will be entrusted to the red port for dismemberment. The blood of the sea beasts has dyed the whole dock red for many years, and the color on the ground cannot be washed away no matter what, hence the name of the red port.

There is another pier in Bilgewater called White Harbor.

Just like how Hong Kong got its name, the reason why Baigang is called Baigang is because it was also dyed a pale color.

Lothar stood on the edge of Baigang, which was different from the hot workshop environment in Honggang. Baigang was extremely deserted here. At this time, there was no one but Lothar in the huge Baigang.

Of course, Daya, the female assassin wrapped in a hockey bubble, must be counted.

Lothar looked at the waters outside the White Harbor. There was not a single boat here, because there were various buoys floating in the water below the dock, and large and small coffins were connected below them.

There is only one way of burial in Bilgewater, water burial.

The deceased is placed in a coffin, and buoys allow the deceased to stay afloat without sinking to the bottom.

The production of coffins can also reflect the identity of the deceased. Rich people will be put into expensive and delicate underwater coffins. Even the buoy tombstones are extremely luxurious, and it is said that there are gold and diamonds inlaid.

However, White Harbor is the worst cemetery in Bilgewater. The deceased didn't even have a fitting coffin. Most of them were casually stuffed into barrels or tied to anchors. The buoy tombstone was also a broken piece. These people without epitaphs would never know who they were before.

Flocks of seabirds hover over White Harbor, where they gather to peck at the flesh and blood of corpses, and these seabirds are what make the harbor pale—their dung.

There are reasons why Lothar chose to meet Miss Fortune in White Harbor. One is because few people come here, and the other is because... If things get to the point where he has to kill Miss Fortune, he can drop by the way. Miss Fortune was buried.

Lothar respects the burial of every living being, and when he hunts in the Freljord, he will pray for even killing small animals.

Every living being is not born or died willingly, so Lothar felt that at least let them rest comfortably.

Lothar looked at the invisible cemetery buoy, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "If Mengchen can feel the emotions of the dead, can I talk to the dead?"

It's a pity that Mengchen couldn't do this, it was a pool of stagnant water at this time, and it didn't look like it was going to be activated.

Lothar heard the sound of high heels stepping on the plank, he looked back, and Miss Fortune was walking towards her.

As Lothar left behind, she came alone.

Miss Fortune looked at Lothar from a distance, and pointed to the edge of White Harbor.

Lothar looked in that direction, there wasn't that much bird droppings over there, and Miss Fortune probably wanted to go there to talk.

Miss Fortune went there first, watched Lothar come with a big ice puck, pulled out the guns from her waist, and said coldly, "Where is my person?"

"Won't you give me a special service? Miss prostitute." Lothar put the big puck on the ground.

Miss Fortune pointed the gun at Lothar.

Seeing that the expression on Lothar's face did not change, Miss Fortune raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you are not afraid of muskets."

"If you shoot, there is no need for us to talk, Miss Fortune." Rosa said.

"Looks like you've already investigated me."

"There are always intelligence dealers who are not under the control of the Hook Gang."

"Then what do you know about me?"

"Knowing your status, you are very high in the Hook Gang, and are highly valued by Planck."

"Then you really think highly of me. I'm just an insignificant little boss under the [Pirate King], and there are more than a dozen bosses with higher status than me."

"I don't care if your status is high or not, I just want to know that I want to treat you as an enemy or a partner who can cooperate."

Miss Fortune put the gun down: "I want to see my people first."

"Daya's words, she's here." Lothar let the ice layer on the hockey puck melt a hole, revealing the blonde female assassin wrapped in water and curled up like a baby inside.

Miss Fortune's eyes widened, she saw Daya naked, and refocused her gun on Lothar: "You bastard! What did you do to her!"

"Don't worry, she's not dead, and I didn't do anything to her." Lothar froze the surface of the water polo again.

Miss Fortune's chest rose and fell violently, and Lothar was worried that her plumpness would burst the short corset.

"Say your terms." Miss Fortune gritted her teeth, "How can I return Daya to me."

"Don't be so angry, I don't really want much." Rosa said, "First, I want the resources in your hand to help me collect intelligence."

"Does it have something to do with the quest you took on the bounty?"

"It seems that you have also investigated me very deeply, so I will say it directly. Second, I need a new ship, and a barque will suffice."

Miss Fortune sneered: "You are really a lion, do you know how much a golden sea monster a three-masted sailboat costs? Do you think I will pay so much for one person?"

"If I don't have anything to talk about, I'll leave." Lothar took the big ice puck and was about to leave.

"Wait!" As expected by Lothar, Miss Fortune stopped Lothar, "A three-masted sailboat is too big, a two-masted one is fine."

"I only accept three masts."

"Why are there only three of you? You can't drive even if you give it to."

"How do you know there are three of us here?" Lothar narrowed his eyes.

The corner of Miss Fortune's mouth raised slightly: "Don't forget where you are stepping now. This is Bilgewater. The water is much deeper than you think, and I have more means in my hand."

Lothar was silent for a while: "No, it must be three masts."

Syndra has been arguing all day that the ship she lives in is too small, of course Lothar can't find a ship the size of the air fortress, but the barque should make Syndra a little happier temporarily .

"Tsk..." Miss Fortune smacked her lips, "Is it my time to finish your terms?"

"You still have conditions"

"Don't really think that I'll do anything for Daya, the three-masted sailboat is too expensive, and you have to pay for something." Miss Fortune's eyes flashed fiercely, "I think I'm a mage in Bilgewater. I've seen a lot of unscrupulous idiots, and they all end up in the waters of White Harbor."

Lothar thought for a while, and he felt that the matter of the Noxian nobleman could not be solved for a while, and maybe there was a place where Miss Fortune could help him in the future, so don't tear your face for the time being.

"Okay, go ahead." Lothar relented.

Miss Fortune's expression softened slightly and said, "First, return my gun to me."

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Dealing in Bilgewater is like trying to hide from a tiger, full of opportunities and dangers.

Be careful not to be swallowed with no skin left.

——Newbies who come to Bilgewater to do business for the first time will be educated in advance

Chapter 352 The Eve of the Auction

"I'm really sorry!" Nami said with tears in her eyes.

At this time, she was floating on the current, hugging her tail, and her whole body curled up like a shrimp, which seemed to be a gesture used by mermaids to apologize.

Lothar sighed and helped Nami up: "It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong."

Nami's big eyes kept blinking like a dragonfly's wings: "But I auctioned off what you asked for, Mr. Lothar!"

Lothar picked up the water bottle from the table and poured water on Nami's face, so as not to make her cry too much and lack water: "It was originally your trophy. Of course, I didn't ask you to ask you to deal with it."

"But..." Nami raised her head and followed Lothar's poured water, "but didn't that Miss Fortune want Mr. Lothar to give her her gun?"

Syndra sat next to Lothar, eating a plate of seafood fried rice: "What's so difficult, just go to that auction house and return the gun."

"No way." Nami shook her head and said, "The merchant told me that it cannot be returned..."

"Then just kill all those merchants..."