Lord of the Mysteries

Staggering, the passenger ship passed the storm and approached the lighthouse.

A small port followed through the gloomy rain curtain to the captains, sailors and passengers.

Not long after, a man in his 30s, wearing a blue uniform, holding a black umbrella, and holding a glass horse light, appeared on the pier and instructed the passenger ship to complete the dock with not too standard actions.

"Hi guys, where did you come from?" The man opened his mouth and shouted as he watched the ramp lower.

After most of his voice was swallowed by the wind and rain, he successfully reached the inside of the passenger ship and got into Alfred's ear.

"Do you know where this is?" Alfred gave a careful look at his lieutenant and awkward glances.

He wasn't wearing a general gown, wearing a black windbreaker common to Beckland, his brilliant blond hair hanged freely, and his blue eyes were like a deep lake in the forest.

The lieutenant who combed his hair neatly shook his head first, stating that he was not clear, and then explained:

"The previous storm disoriented me."

At this moment, the captain, holding an umbrella, came to the side of the ship and responded to the man:

"We set off two days ago in East Bailang and unfortunately encountered a storm.

"Which port is this?"

The man's eyes turned a little, and he didn't answer directly, whispering:

"You wait."

He then turned around, holding an umbrella, carrying a horse lantern, and rushed to the buildings near the pier.

Such a response was somewhat unexpected by passengers such as Alfred, but it is not surprising to experienced ship captains, chief mate and others-they have encountered too many very many ports on the violent sea channel Regulatory events. This made them quite patient to wait for follow-up development.

That is, five or six minutes later, the man ran over with a girl in small steps.

The girl had no umbrella and was wearing a hooded raincoat smearing the sap of Donningsman tree.

After approaching the passenger ship, the two men approached the deck step by step along the ramp while watching the gunmen.

At this distance, most passengers can clearly see how they look.

The man has brown eyes and brown eyes, and his skin is rough. At first glance, it is the bottom people who have been damaged by the wind and rain. The woman is in her twenties, her eyes are green, and she has long linen-colored hair. On her face, she added a sense of purity and charm.

This is a pretty woman with a wild temperament.

"Everyone, this is the Utopia Port," the man said impatiently. "My name is Theodore, I'm a port, a temporary commander."

Talking, he laughed and seemed happy that he had invented such a powerful job.

Of course, the captain knew what the so-called "portal interim commander" was referring to, and he was completely at the heart of the sudden joy of such a small person.

He frowned slightly:

"Port of Utopia? Why haven't I heard of it."

Theodore glanced at him:

"I've heard this sentence many times.

"Oh, if it weren't for the storm that was supposed to be kicked by the donkey, you wouldn't have come here all your life!"

Before he could say more, the lady took the lead:

"Utopia is not on a safe channel. Usually, only when you know this area, will the ships here come to resupply."

Meaning, the main users of this port are pirates? The captain would not be able to hear the words, and at this time, tacitly refusing to expose is a protection for both parties.

He said "um":

"you are?"

"My name is Tracy." The girl smiled. "The owner of the port hotel is also the front desk and the waiter."

She looked around and said:

"The storm is heavy and the boat will be bumpy. It is not a wise choice to stay here to rest. The hotel will provide you with stable beds, enough hot water, clean food, warm quilts and remind you of your home. Environment, only 10 pence per night, I mean 1 room.

"Apart from these, you can also sip at the bar next door and enjoy a warm hospitality."

Obviously, this girl is here to solicit business.

The captain was quite alert and did not respond directly to her, and nodded:

"I can't make decisions for the passengers. It is their freedom to choose. Of course, as the captain, I will stay here with my crew."

Tracy smiled and said:

"I will wait for guests who are willing to disembark at the hotel."

She seemed to have received a certain education, not as hot and hot as the girls the crew met in other ports, full of swear words.

Tracy turned her body halfway, and when she was about to return, Theodore approached her, squinting:

"You have to thank me for telling you the news the first time."

During the conversation, he brushed his right hand to Tracy's ass, and squeezed it severely.

Snapped!

Tracy opened his hand and cursed sharply:

"You **** who should be **** by a donkey!"

She walked a few steps and left the passenger ship along the ramp.

Theodore shook his palm, and smiled more vigorously:

"What a bitch!"

This scene made many passengers in the cabin suddenly beckoned.

For them, the biggest flaw on board is boredom, and there are bars in the port.

This means that you can meet cheap street girls, different from the northern mainland, and different from the southern mainland, with local characteristics of the street girls.

If you are lucky or willing to spend a lot of money, maybe some of them can let the beauty with wild temperament just sleep with me!

Suddenly, many passengers packed their bags and went straight to the port hotel.

Seeing this, Lieutenant Alfred asked:

"General, shall we disembark?"

Alfred slowly shook his head:

"We don't know anything about it and we must be careful. Staying on board is the best option."

The deputy had no objection to this, but asked a little bit worried:

"What about those who have disembarked?"

"That's their choice." Alfred looked out the window with no expression. "If there is an accident, we can only protect a larger number of people, unless things are not serious and can be easily resolved."

After speaking, he turned to look at the lieutenants and concubines:

"Take turns vigil tonight in case of an accident."

Alfred, who has dealt with organizations such as the Linguistic Order and the Rosary, has an instinctive vigilance against strange places.

After exchanging opinions with the captain, Alfred lay on the bed, listening to the squall of the glass windows and the heavy rain that struck the deck, and was quite calmly ready to sleep.

Just then, he heard a melancholy melody coming from the port.

This seems to come from the flute, intermittent in the storm, like a man sobbing.

Alfred was immersed in such an environment of music, as if returning to Beckland, who always appears in dreams, back to other emotions intertwined with the joy of childhood and the troubles of youth.

He shook his head sharply and got rid of this feeling, and found that it was not a spiritual influence, but a normal human response.

Alfred rolled out of bed, walked to the window, and used the sheriff's extraordinary ability to determine that the music he had just heard came from that cheap hotel.

Not the guests who disembarked, their goals were very clear, and they would not have the mood to play such a melody ... The passengers who already had Utopia Port, or the owner and waitress called Tracy? If it was her, this is a lady with a story ... Alfred sighed for a few words, withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

He was curious, but did not think of disembarking.

Soon, the flute stopped and the port hotel was quiet again, without any accidents.

In this way, time elapsed minute by minute, and the sky gradually brightened as the storm stopped.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the departing passengers returned one after another.

When the sailors saw this, they suddenly laughed:

"The chick here seems pretty good!"

The passengers shook their heads at the same time, all showing regret.

One of them rubbed his forehead:

"The Lie Lang Qi here is very good, cheaper than other places. I accidentally drank too much and fell asleep. I do n’t know if anything happened with that pleasant person. Hey, I ’ll drive as soon as I wake up The boat is gone, and I do n’t remember what I did after being drunk. Praise the beauty god, he let me lie back to bed instead of sleeping in the rain. "

Other passengers echoed, saying their experiences were similar.

Of course, everyone is different in details, for example, a passenger praises the dessert in the cheap hotel for breakfast is quite good.

The sailors regretted that they couldn't drink the cheap and good Lie Langqi, and they all started to laugh at the passengers:

"Maybe it's not the chicks here who are spending the night with you, but the big guys like Theodore. Anyway, you are all drunk like that, you can't know what happened!"

"Haha, touch your ass!"

In the hilarious atmosphere, the sailors closed the gangway, raised the sails, and let the passenger ship set sail a little.

When they crossed a slightly gloomy sea and returned to the familiar safe channel, Alfred completely relaxed and smiled to his lieutenant and concubine:

"You can mark this place on our map and write that spirits and desserts are good. Well, girls also have their own characteristics."

After a few more days of sailing, the passenger vessel finally reached the Escoson harbor in the Gulf of Disi along the winding winding safety channel.

Adhering to the aristocratic style and social instinct of blood, Alfred visited high-level military bases nearby and shared a wonderful dinner with them.

When he returned to a holiday villa where his father was here, he accidentally found that his uncle, who had been sent to find information, was pale.

"What's wrong?" Alfred put away a sloppy feeling.

The uncle said from a pressing voice:

"General, all official maps of the Kingdom are not marked with Utopia Port."

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