Chapter 116: A Windfall from the Heavens

Chapter 116: A Windfall from the Heavens

Fragrant Tree Leaf Bar, corner table.

Elland found a man in a coffee-colored jacket, clapped him on the shoulder, and laughed.

“Why aren’t you drinking Lilangqi?”

The man appeared to be in his thirties. His face was extremely ordinary, though one could clearly tell that he had Loen blood.

He had brown hair and brown eyes, and his nose bridge was relatively high. His originally drunken appearance abruptly vanished, his gaze instantly becoming sharp.

After sweeping his eyes over Elland and Klein, his gaze again grew cloudy, as though filled with alcohol.

“I already drank some. I ordered a glass of zarha to sober up.”

Zarha was a local malt beer—cheap and with a good flavor.

Hearing this, Elland laughed twice and pointed toward Klein.

“Gehrman Sparrow.”

Then he introduced the other man to Klein:

“Urs Kent. Just call him Kent.

“You two talk. I have to go back and make preparations. We sail tomorrow morning.”

He waved, turned around without hesitation, and left.

Klein pulled over a nearby chair and sat down. He did not order any alcohol. Expressionless, he simply looked at Urs Kent.

Kent was made extremely uncomfortable by that gaze. He took a gulp of zarha and said, “You can come to me for anything in the future, as long as you can provide valuable intelligence or help us do something.”

He was not worried about the drunkards nearby overhearing their conversation, because many gangs and pirate crews spoke this way as well. Their wording when recruiting informants was often about the same.

“Alright.” Klein very much wanted to ask whether the cost of the clothes used when he had disguised himself as Elaine to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment could be reimbursed, even though Danitz had paid for them.

Of course, he merely thought about it.

Urs Kent, appearing very drunk, chuckled.

“I have heard some things about you from Elland, but I still have to remind you: out on the sea, you cannot act so madly. You especially must remember one point—do your best not to provoke pirates. What I mean is, do not confront them head-on. Privately providing intelligence to us is fine. We will keep it confidential.”

This time, he clearly lowered his voice.

Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow gave no response, Kent added, “Pirates will not speak to you about chivalry, nor will they follow the kingdom’s laws and rules. Hic. If you settle in any port city or island colony, they absolutely can attack your family.”

Family… Klein fell silent for one second, then said flatly, “I have no family.”

“…” Urs Kent almost did not know how to continue. He could only change direction and say, “They can also attack your friends.”

Then he heard Gehrman Sparrow answer in a tone without any fluctuation, “I have no friends.”

…Urs Kent suddenly felt choked. He instinctively drank a mouthful of zarha beer before recovering.

He coughed twice, then said in a low voice, “They can also ambush you. They can bribe people, figure out your itinerary, and intercept the ship you are taking. On the sea, the strength of an individual is often very small.”

Klein said with considerable calm, “I will not refuse someone giving me money.

“That is courtesy.”

Giving money? Urs Kent was visibly stunned, not understanding what Gehrman Sparrow meant.

Only after several seconds did realization strike him. The other party regarded pirates as mobile bounties.

He drank a mouthful of beer, then another, and for a moment could not speak at all.

…

Inside the underground area of the Fragrant Tree Leaf Bar.

“An unfamiliar adventurer?” Silver-Tongued Misor King’s spirits lifted, and he sat up straight.

Strongman Ozil nodded.

“According to Blue Eyes Meath, that adventurer’s face was completely unfamiliar. He should not have come to the archipelago waters very long ago, but he gave Meath an extremely dangerous feeling.”

Extremely dangerous? Could he be the person who teamed up with Blazing Danitz to kill Steel Maviti’s group? Could he be…