Chapter 8: The Former Sailor's Advice
The hall of the "Port of Priedts Ticket Company" is quite spacious, with seven ticket windows, but in front of each window, there are already a dozen or twenty people lined up.
Crane glanced at it, and instead of going directly to the relatively small column, he took two steps to the right and came to a brown plank that stood upright.
On the wooden board, a continuous blank sheet of paper was pasted, and all the information of the passenger ship in the last week was announced, including the destination, the port it passed through, and the price of different cabins.
Before Klein could take a closer look, a staff member came over and drew a red circle on the second-class position in one of the rows, marking a word:
"Sold out. ”
"It's very sought-after......" Klein whispered.
"Of course, Port Prydz is the largest port in the kingdom, and countless people use it to find opportunities in the southern continent and those colonial islands. A middle-aged man standing next to the plank replied with a slight pompousness.
He wears a black floppy hat and a black-and-white checkered police uniform, but no epaulettes, except for a seagull badge on his chest — exactly the same logo as the "Port of Pritz Ticketing Company."
The middle-aged man's face, hands, and all exposed skin were bronzed and rough, as if they had been exposed to the sea breeze and the sun for many years, so that they gave the impression that salt particles had penetrated into wrinkles.
There is an argument to find the guards of the hall...... This should be the guard...... Klein remembered the precautions at the door, and didn't mind that the other party took the initiative to talk, and said with a smile:
"You seem to know a lot about this port?"
Hearing this question, the middle-aged man replied quite proudly:
"I used to be a sailor in the navy of the kingdom, and their main base was on Oak Island in Pritz Harbor, and I served for 15 years, and spent a long time at sea here, and I could have been a sailor for another 10 years had it not been for the war in East Bailang that destroyed my health!
It's a bit cultured, and it's a little vulgar...... Klein was already thinking about the news at sea, and chatted casually:
"After you retire, you're here to be a guard?"
"No, I've been stuffed into a night school for two years, a student and a janitor, and the storm is on the way, can you imagine people my age reading aloud with a bunch of teenage kids, and they can recognize and remember words faster than I do!" the guard grimaced.
As he spoke, he patted the outside of his thigh and sighed:
"It's a pity that my knees can't stand it when it's cold and wet, otherwise I'd be working part-time as a night school teacher, and those kids will make you feel younger, but I don't deny that I'm here to make more money, and when you have a wife and four kids, you have to realize that you have to support the family. ”
Sir, you talk a little too much...... That's probably why the ticket company hired you as a guard...... Klein didn't pick up the topic of the other party, and said with a smile:
"I just looked at the precautions at the door and found that canned wolffish is not allowed here, and frankly, I have never heard of such a thing. ”
The guard's expression suddenly became complicated.
He pinched his nose and said:
"It's a popular food on the east coast of Vrsac, the Gargas Islands, etc., it's a salted wolffish, but it retains the blood, the smell, the smell is very, very very pungent, it's smelly and disgusting!"
It turned out to be a dark dish...... Klein laughed:
"But I don't think anyone would eat canned food when they're queuing up for tickets, right?"
"No, you don't understand that feeling, maybe one day you can feel it. The guard had a frightened expression, "There was once a barbarian from the north who came here to buy tickets, but there were already a lot of people lined up in front, stuffing the hall like a barrel full of fish, he was in a hurry, so he opened the can of wolffish, and in less than ten seconds, only him and a few guys were left in the entire hall." ”
This, this is the ordinary version of the "biotoxin bottle" ...... biological weapons...... Klein laughed:
"In the end, he successfully bought the ticket, and there are new precautions outside?"
"It didn't turn out as he expected, and the lady and gentleman in charge of the ticket sales also escaped, hehe, you know, the brains of savages are worse than curly baboons!" the guard chuckled, "I was a sailor, there was a rumor at sea that a group of pirates took control of a merchant ship from Laus, ah, it was a city on the east coast of Vresak, in short, those pirates eagerly opened their booty, who knew that it was a barrel full of pickled wolffish, and the result, can you imagine the result?" They fainted, vomited, lost their combat effectiveness and became a bounty for the crew. ”
"Nice story. Klein couldn't hold back a laugh.
He turned his gaze back to the paper on the board, looking for information about the ship on January 5th.
As a professional, he had predicted the best dates for the week, the 5th and the 8th, and the best of the ships to the Rorsted Islands on the 5th were the St. Fern and the White Onyx.
There are also tickets available, and the prices are about the same, 4 pounds for 3rd class, 10 pounds for 2nd class, and 35 pounds for first class...... People who live on the sea will more or less believe in the "Lord of the Storm", and even in countries such as Intis and Fersak, there are fishermen and sailors who quietly believe in this impermissible god in order to go out to sea smoothly...... The name St. Veran comes from the Sage of the Storm Church and has a certain background...... Klein thought about it carefully and leaned towards the White Onyx.
He didn't rush to decide, and instead looked at the guard:
"Do you know about the White Onyx?"
The guard suddenly smiled:
"Sir, you have a good eye, the White Onyx is a steamship, but it retains its sails, and it can reach a top speed of 16 knots.
"And the captain is very experienced, he used to be the boatswain of the Royal Navy William V, no, it should be the Royal Navy, the king has always claimed that he has obtained the title of emperor of Byron, oh, in the Royal Navy, no matter how good an ordinary person is, no matter how good he is, he can become a boatswain at most, and he cannot serve as an officer, unless, unless you can satisfy your commander, in any way, in any way! Only in this way can you be recommended to go to the Pritz Naval Academy and become an officer in the reserves!
This is how Ellan was forced to leave the navy, join the White Onyx, and become the captain step by step.
"I suggest you choose first class, where you will have room for sleeping three or four servants, a waiter who has undergone etiquette lessons, a designated chef with excellent skills, a quiet dining room with a view, a special room for smoking cigars, and a place to gather and play cards......"
Seeing that the guard said in such detail, Klein couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
Noticing his expression, the guard sneered:
"Ellan used to be my boss, and he would often invite me to drinks and ask me to help him sell first class, but you can rest assured that everything I say is true!"
It's not a question of whether it's true or not, it's a question of money...... Klein muttered to himself silently.
He had already made up his mind, and then asked after deliberation:
"Sir, what advice do you have for a sea adventurer?"
In order to fit Gelman Sparrow's identity, Klein previously fine-tuned his image to make himself appear more cold and sharp.
"Adventurer?" the guard unconsciously raised his voice.
In the queue waiting for tickets, many people turned their heads when they heard the sound and turned their eyes to Klein.
According to his spiritual intuition, Crane instinctively followed a line of sight.
He saw a man in his thirties in a black top hat, with a rugged face, weather-stained lines, a strong but not straight figure, and pale blue eyes that had been through a lot.
Klein and the man made a slight eye contact, and then looked away.
At this time, the guard squeezed out a smile and said:
"I'm sorry, I'm a bit aggressive with the term adventurer, I have the impression that it's equivalent to an outlaw, a villain at sea, and a covenant breaker, no, I'm not talking about you.
"Sincere advice? I, uh, you have to remember three things.
"One, don't provoke pirates, two, don't provoke pirates, three, don't provoke pirates!
"Unless you're a Navy and a member of the Church, don't go against pirates!"
"Uh...... Don't be fooled by the enthusiasm of the girls on the island, who are either pirates, or want you to take them to Pritz, to Beckland, and that's not exactly their problem, many sailors, crews and passengers, in order to deceive their bodies, paint them a very seductive metropolis and an unusually good life, and then kick them out of their beds and abandon them where they were. ”
What a nasty bunch...... In this era, people who beg for a living at sea are not too kind...... The order at sea is so bad, and the pirates are so rampant? Crane nodded and said:
"Thanks, I understand what to do. ”
With that, he walked to the smallest line.
The guards shouted from behind him:
"Also, the legends of the treasures on the sea are basically fake!"
............
After buying a second-class ticket for the White Onyx, Crane returned to the hotel and waited patiently for the night to come.
In the process, he enjoyed the most famous fried fish in Pritz Harbor, and thought it tasted good, but if he kept eating it like this, he would definitely not be able to accept it.
When it was nearly 8 o'clock, he entered the gray mist, holding the coat of arms from Lanerus in one hand and writing the corresponding sentence in the other:
"The situation of this gathering. ”
Tick, tick, and when the pocket watch hands reached the predetermined 8 o'clock position, he closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and began to repeat the divination phrase.
He has reason to believe that when the door of the party is "opened", he who has the positioning badge can divinate something above the gray fog with the help of this medium!
Previously failed because nothing had yet appeared, this time it was different, things were happening, and Crane had a sufficiently accurate medium!
Soon, Crane entered the gray dream world.
He saw the quietly rushing Tasok River, the wide valley sandwiched between the sides, and a dozen people in different positions, shrouded in a thin light, or vaguely or illusory vanishing in place.
One of them has black hair and green eyes, and he looks good, as if he is an acquaintance of Klein.
Leonard Mitchell!
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