A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"Whether there is anything today...I will help you."

"Only you are so easy to deceive."

Prisna smiled slightly. She climbed out of the bed, used her fingers to pick up Samo's fine-fabric and well-crafted cloak, draped it over her curvaceous figure, and suddenly frowned: "When did the door open?"

Hubbard said, "Don't know . . . maybe forgot to turn it off?"

Prisna shook her head, stepped forward to close the door, turned her back to Hubbard, and said in a low voice, "But I'm not reconciled, I didn't do anything wrong, why did I fall into this situation?!"

"I do not quite understand."

"You don't want to ask, why are there molten acid flies in my cargo, and why are there Lei Fangshi?"

"Isn't it... smuggling?"

"A person like you can't live alone." Prisna shook her head with a wry smile, "You should ask me who the Valint family is serving."

"Isn't it the Chamber of Commerce?" Hubbard asked blankly.

In a blink of an eye, the bitterness in Prisna's eyes was submerged by anger again. Hubbard had never seen this sweetheart in such a violent state. He heard the woman gnashing her teeth: "I don't hate Summer, and I don't even hate Lunti. Ya, but why did Uenos use and abandon the Valint family!?"

Hubbard's expression was shocked, he quickly accepted the reality, and said firmly, "What should we do? Are we going to take revenge on the demigod?"

"Hate? How can you call it hatred? If you want to blame it, blame the Valint family as a weak tool," Prisna showed bitterness again. Even though she was angry, she had to accept the reality, "We have to live first , even at the expense of cooperating with former opponents to gain a firm foothold in the city that never sleeps... Hubbard, I am not reconciled."

Hubbard didn't understand, how to gain a firm foothold at this point?

Prisna seemed to see Hubbard's confusion, she turned around and showed her body: "Dangdang!"

Very healthy, with many scars, not clean shaved body hair, growing wildly.

Hubbard said, "You look good."

Prisna rolled her eyes. She closed Samo's cloak and played with a piece of golden-red source crystal on the table. Rich and stable energy flowed in it. She said softly: "I want to enter the city gracefully, let Everyone knows the fate of going against the Valint family. Summer, hehe, how do you think his death is reasonable?" Before Hubbard could answer, the woman said to herself, "Luentia is wantonly collecting money to build wonders, If it weren't for the support of the Church of the Sun, the finances of the city that never sleeps would have collapsed long ago, but to what extent can the church in the upper realm support him? Hehe, after losing the white gloves of the corpse snake, he must be very short of money. Come……"

The woman repeatedly weighed the pros and cons. She still remembered the promise she had made with Cloris, hoping to find a path that would not offend the forces behind the girl as much as possible.

Under Hubbard's bewildered gaze, Prisna slowly exhaled, "Draw him a cake."

109. Night City Commercial Port

The airspace of Ubud Nuoer, also known as the land of the wind vortex, the gale of the storm layer often washes away the dark fog, and the ships can only pass through limited routes.

As one of the portals of the deep realm, a place from all directions, the prosperous business exchanges have created huge wealth for the lords of Ubu Noor.Among them, Hurricane Island is on the verge of storms, and guards the only way to the drunken land. All ships that have Anle Harbor to and from the Deep Realm must be resupplied on this island, which also makes it the second richest area in Ubud Noor's airspace. .

The name "Never Night" is frequently used in the lower realms, and cities with a population of more than 10 alone have no fewer than two digits. It is probably because they have lived in the dark and fog for a long time, and the residents here always look forward to the light.At the same time, making a city "nightless" is also a symbol of strength.

The city that never sleeps is located in the southeast of Hurricane Island, and to the west is a mining area surrounded by mountains. From Zuixiang to Ubud Noor through the eye of the wind, the first thing you see is the bright pearl standing proudly in the strong wind and lightning.

The merchant ships at the wharf are moored like a forest, and the unloading workers are wearing thick thick linen long clothes. The crew members who have been sailing for dozens of days can't wait to pour into the port city. A young man in a dark brown tight uniform with a rifle on his shoulder Talking to a docker.

"Brother Zula, if I really want some face, or have other ways, I would never think of borrowing money from you!" I can't afford to lose my waist.

"I borrowed your twelve aegis and six shillings..."

"It's really that little Shanna's illness is not getting better. During this period of time, the price of medicines has tripled again. I...Kukekekekekeke, I even use one dose of anti-radiation as two doses. ..."

Seeing the pleading appearance of the middle-aged man in front of him, Zula finally couldn't bear it, so he called to the man in uniform at the other end: "Gallon, come here!" When the other party approached, he said, "Lend me ten Aegis, next time I pay you, I'll give it to you."

Gallon glanced at the middle-aged dock worker and shrugged: "You have the final say."

"Thank you, thank you Zula, thank you Brother Galen." The middle-aged dock worker thanked him repeatedly, and then disappeared from the sight of the two.

Galen handed Zula a cigarette: "The old camel fish must be gambling again with money."

Zu La was taken aback and asked, "How do you know this?"

"Before joining the gang, I worked under a foreman with him," Gallen took a sharp puff of cigarette, "He can do the work of three people by himself, it's a pity..."

"Is the story about his daughter's illness false?"

"It's true, but I can't afford to be sick... Those bastard hospitals have to queue for a few days for a consultation. The consultation fee can be half a month's salary. Who knows if the weird medicine is useful?" Galen said. Dust off the cigarette ash, stared at the ants crawling on the ground, shook his head and said, "If you don't have money, you can only go wild, but how can a casino be a place to make money? No matter what the intention is, when people fall into it, it's true." I can't get out."

Zu La hurriedly asked: "Aren't you going to stop him?"

"Why stop it? Little Shanna will not survive after all, no one can save the old camel fish, unless he wakes up and lets little Shanna get out of suffering earlier."

"I'll go see him sometime..."

"Don't think too much, you are still young, you will gradually realize that you can't help many people... Well, why are you in a daze, the cigarettes are all burned into cigarette butts."

"Alas," Zura sighed, and brought the cigarette holder to his lips, "Fu-ku cough, cough cough cough cough..."

"Hahahahaha, you little hairy child!"

Zula didn't count how old she was, but in the ridicule of the gang brothers, she had already reached the age of thinking about women.

He is not very old, and he is even a little young. He has been a native of Hurricane Island for three generations. As for the further family history, there is no record left.

Zula's father's father became the backbone of the gang. Although the father did not make any achievements, he was cut into more than a dozen sections in the fire to support the new boss. With these lingering shadows, Zula's childhood life was not bad. , and was even sent to a church school by the boss and brother-in-law to learn Chinese characters for a few years.

He has not participated in bloody scenes, nor has he suffered setbacks, and his character is more peaceful and weak than others.

It wasn't until the price of food had been rising in the past six months, and a large number of refugees flooded into Hurricane Island, that the gang really lacked manpower to manage the commercial port, so the boss transferred him to a safer dock to practice.

In terms of establishment, Zula belongs to the city guards of the city that never sleeps, and its job is to maintain order in the commercial port.The commercial port stretching for more than [-] miles is controlled by more than a dozen gangs. This phenomenon originated from the struggle between Luentia, the lord of the city that never sleeps, and the chamber of commerce——

Neither side wanted the other to completely control the commercial port, so when the gang formed actual control, the City Lord's Mansion and the Chamber of Commerce both chose to acquiesce, and based on this, a new order was formed in the commercial port.

The City Lord's Mansion and the Chamber of Commerce split the gangs that were about to unify the commercial port at that time, and supported and provoked the gang wars behind the scenes, making the gangs highly dependent on them.

These gangs must ensure that the city lord's mansion receives sufficient taxes, and at the same time turn a blind eye to certain smuggling activities of the chamber of commerce, and become a stable and balanced third-party force.

Zula's daily work is mostly idle. The Indigo Club he belongs to maintains a healthy cooperative relationship with the dock workers. When the gang expands its territory and lacks manpower, it often selects from these dock workers.

These people and their families are the basic foundation of the Indigull Club. Not to mention that they are like brothers and sisters, at critical moments, they can at least guarantee a minimum of loyalty and will not betray easily. Gang members are extremely rare.

The brothers and sisters of the Indigo Club are close and respected by the dock workers. Zu La thinks that the world should look like this. Just like what they learned in missionary schools, people are inherently supportive and kind to each other.

"Sir, can you give me something to eat?" A beggar-like starving man hobbled up to Zura.

"Go, go, go!" Galen picked up his stick and cursed, hitting the hungry man's outstretched hand, kicking him to the ground, "Dog, is this where you can come?"

"Gallon, what are you doing!" Zura yelled.

"Don't be fooled by these dogs, Zula, they are like cockroaches, they will never die, this garbage will only take your job, destroy local business, and disturb the law and order of the city, do you think they will appreciate you "Galen stared fiercely at the back of the hungry people who staggered and fled, "Once you help one, there will be more cockroaches begging for you immediately."

"But the old camelfish..."

"After all, the old camel fish is our worker. The boss only said to help himself as much as possible, but these cockroaches..." Gallen showed a cold and cruel look, and he warned, "Zula, if you can't distinguish between outsiders and your own people , will kill everyone sooner or later."

Zula shook her head: "It's not as serious as you said, it's too much, Gallon."

"Hehe." Galen smiled and said nothing. He was transferred from another dock and knew how bad the current situation was.

"Ugh-"

Suddenly, a siren sounded in the distant sky. This siren did not mean entering a combat state, but only a warning to potentially dangerous ships, which required strict review.

Zura and Galen looked at a medium-sized airship approaching from far away, with an air bandit flag hanging on it, and it had a name that even children in the city that never sleeps would be familiar with——

Corpse snake.

The airship was stopped by a patrol boat and was directed to berth at the pier.

Gallen asked curiously, "What's going on? How dare you come to the city that never sleeps without descending into the air and stealing the flag?"

Corpse snakes are rampant in the drunken land, and the reputation spreads far and wide in Ubu Noel, but Gallon doesn't leave Hurricane Island, so he doesn't have much fear of it.

In addition, the robbery of merchant ships is not just done by air bandits. Chambers of commerce, mercenaries, and powerful explorers will occasionally hang an air bandit flag to play role-playing and earn extra money.

Speaking of empty bandits, the lords who uphold justice don't necessarily have clean buttocks.

The members of the Indigo Club who were interrogating quickly issued a safety signal. At this time, a woman in a black cloak stepped off the airship, followed by a young man and a middle-aged man. The name blurted out: "Prisna Valint!"

"Valint?" Galen asked with a frown, "Didn't you say they are gone? There is no news for two months, and the property has been auctioned down to an old house. What are you doing here?"

Passers-by at the port were also talking about it. The Valint family was robbed by the Corpse Snake Air Bandits. This matter was a great gossip in the city, and it took up three full headlines in the newspapers in two months.

"The Valint family, didn't they say that they were wiped out by the Corpse Snake Air Bandits? Even the patriarch was kidnapped by Satsuma to be a sex slave."

"Summer? Hehe, have you heard any news about Corpse Snakes in the past two months? You believe what others say, can you use your own brain? Let me see, it must be the Valint family and Corpse Snakes The Air Pirates were both wiped out in an air crash, and only a few survivors survived."

"You open your mouth to do such an unconvincing matter? Why, rely on your imagination?"

"Go and read the sixth issue of "Scarlet Metropolis Daily" 320, every item in it will be analyzed clearly by logical reasoning, hum!"

"Heh, since when can a tabloid newspaper be cited as an authority? The short article in that issue was clearly arranging the story of Prisna Valint and the Corpse Snake Air Bandits to satisfy your kind Fat-brained idiot!"

"Hehe, why don't you refute the logical analysis in the short article one by one, I'll explain logic to you, and you change the subject with me, right?"

"moron!"

"Is it too urgent to say that?"

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, Prisna is undoubtedly the focus of the port.

Her appearance is only average, and her skin is relatively bad, but she is good at being curvy, young and promising. Such a woman is more likely to be coveted and desired, and it can naturally arouse some people's desire to conquer.

"Brother Zula!" Suddenly, Zula saw the woman beckoning to him.

Zula was stunned for a moment, he and Prisna had only met a few times, and to a woman of that level, he was nothing more than an insignificant person, how could he be remembered in particular?

For a moment, Zura thought she had heard wrong.

However, the woman with a lotus gait actually walked towards him with her waist twisted. You must know that Prisna Valint's style has always been known for her tenacity and strength, and she rarely shows such a feminine side.

"You helped me carry my luggage during the inspection last October, don't you remember? I haven't had time to thank you properly." Prisna blinked.

Zula was deeply moved, and quickly waved her hands: "It's a little effort, a little effort..."

"Then I will trouble my brother to take care of my boat. I know that I have nothing left in this city, but I am lucky to meet you kind and enthusiastic people..." Prisna smiled, "Yes Now, inside is a big gift I want to dedicate to the Duke of Luentia, maybe in two or three months, you will be able to get your full salary." She took Zula's arm and said no to the woman. The unknown scent of Qing Dao approached the young man's nostrils, and stuffed two gold coins looted from the air robber into Zula's sleeve, "We still have to follow the rules, what do you think?"

"Don't worry, I will tell people... No, I will take care of it myself, and I won't let thieves steal Miss Valint-Groschen's goods!" Zula immediately vowed.

"Then there is little brother Lauzula. The smell of dead snakes has been making me uncomfortable recently. I have to take a good bath in the hotel for a few days." Prisna is very self-aware when she goes to the hotel instead of going home Those gluttons would leave her with nothing.

"Wait a minute, Miss Valentin," Gallen suddenly stood up and asked, staring at the cloth bag Hubbard was carrying, "Since I want to follow the rules, I have to do business. If you bring controlled products into the city, we will Brother is not as simple as being dismissed."

"That's it." Prisna frowned and handed the cloth bag to Gallen, "you should follow the rules."

Gallon opened it suspiciously, and inside was a head that was half charred and half metallic.

"This, this is...?"

"It's probably because Deputy Captain Chapman felt sorry for the loss of our fleet, and hoped to use his head to make up for it. It's a pity that Captain Summer was too guilty, and he didn't even leave a whole body when he confessed to commit suicide."

"what!"

Immediately, the onlookers exclaimed.

Both Summer and Chapman have bounties.

The Explorers' Guild issued a warrant for the leader of the bandits who disturbed the airspace, and the bounty usually came from the city that was invaded and donations from enthusiastic people.

Chapman's bounty is 150 and [-] Aegis, which is nearly [-] Thai pounds at the current exchange rate.Cloris didn't want this head, mainly because the process of identifying the identity of the air robber was very complicated and involved many links, and the girl didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.

Six hundred baht is of course a huge sum of money, but it cannot be cashed out.

Prisna didn't have such worries, she had put her family and life on the gambling table.

Summer's bounty is actually higher, nearly ten times that of Chapman. Countless victims who hate him donate to the wanted project, and the bounty pool continues to accumulate, reaching sky-high prices.

But now he has no bones left...

"Summer is dead!"

The news shocked businessmen even more than Chapman's head.

"She is wearing the black feather snake cloak that Satsuma cherishes!"

"Damn Satsuma is really dead?"

Unlike Cloris, Prisna enjoys these gazes very much. Only when more people behind the scenes look at her, can she have a chance to stand up.

At this moment, the woman seems to be preparing for an IPO, hiding all the flaws, showing all the brilliant advantages, and waiting for investors to buy shares.

"Has it been inspected? Is it a dangerous product?" Prisna asked with a smile.

"No, this is your trophy, Miss." Galen solemnly handed it back to Hubbard with a salutation.

The woman didn't look at the carbonized head, she just looked at the tall tower that was still under construction, showing a sneering smile:

"Who is not gambling?"