While shaking, the passenger ship passed through the storm and approached the lighthouse.
A small port then emerged into the eyes of the captain, sailors and passengers through the dark rain.
Not long after, a man in his thirties wearing a blue uniform, holding a black umbrella, and carrying a glass lantern appeared on the dock and directed the passenger ship to complete the dock with a not-so-standard movement.
Hi guys, where did you come from?The man opened his mouth and shouted loudly as he watched the gangway drop.
After most of his voice was swallowed by the wind and rain, he successfully arrived inside the passenger ship and drilled into Alfred's ears.
Do you know where this is?Alfred glanced cautiously at his adjutant and entourage.
He was not wearing a general's dress, wearing a black windbreaker that Beckland often had, his brilliant blonde hair was hanging down casually, and his blue eyes were like a deep lake in the forest.
The adjutant with neat hair combed back first shook his head, saying that he was not clear about it, and then explained:
The previous storm left me disoriented.
At this time, the captain held an umbrella and came to the side of the ship and responded to the man:
We set out in Dongbailang two days ago and unfortunately encountered a storm.
Which port is this?
The man's eyes turned, without a positive answer, and said at the top of his voice:
You wait a moment.
He then turned around, held an umbrella and a lantern, and ran towards the building complex near the dock.
This reaction was somewhat beyond the expectations of passengers such as Alfred, but for the captain, first mate and others with rich shipping experience, it was not surprising that they had encountered too many unconventional events in many ports on the Furious Sea Channel.
This made them wait patiently for subsequent development.
In just five or six minutes later, the man led a girl to come over with a small step.
The girl did not hold an umbrella and was wearing a hooded raincoat coated with Doningsman tree sap.
After the two approached the passenger ship, they walked step by step along the gangway to the deck as the gun sailors watched.
At this distance, most passengers could see clearly the appearance of the two.
The man had brown hair and brown eyes, and his skin was rough. He looked like a lower class person who was suffering from wind and rain. The woman was in her twenties, with green eyes and long flax hair. Several of them were wet on her face, adding a bit of purity and charm to her.
This is a pretty good beauty with a wild temperament.
Everyone, this is Utopia Port.The man introduced with a little impatiently, "My name is Theodore, and he is the port, the interim commander."
As he spoke, he laughed, as if he was happy that he had invented such a very powerful position.
The captain of course knew what the so-called temporary commander of the port was referring to, and he didn't care about the sudden joy of such a small person.
He frowned slightly and said:
Utopia Port?Why haven't I heard of it?
Theodore looked at him and said:
I've heard this sentence many times.
Ha, if it weren't for the storm that should be kicked by a donkey, you might not have come here in your life!
Before he could say more words, the lady took the lead:
Utopia is not on a safe channel. Only by understanding this sea area and knowing the ships here will come to replenish supplies.
Meaning, is the main user of this port a pirate?The captain could not hear the implication, and at this time, tacitly not exposing it is a protection for both parties.
He said with a yes:
Who are you?
My name is Tracy.The girl smiled, the owner of the port hotel, and the front desk and waiter.
She looked around and said:
The storm is very big and the boat will be bumpy, so staying here to rest is not a very wise choice.The hotel will provide you with a stable bed, sufficient hot water, clean food, warm quilts and the environment that reminds you of your own home. It only costs 10p per night, I mean a room.
In addition to these, you can also drink in the bar next to you and enjoy the warm hospitality.
Obviously, this girl is here to solicit business.
The captain was very alert and did not respond directly to her. He nodded and said:
I can't make decisions on behalf of the passengers, and it's their freedom to choose, and of course, as the captain, I'll stay here with my crew.
Tracy kept a smile and said:
I will wait at the hotel for guests willing to get off the boat.
She seemed to have received a certain education, not as hot but pissy as the girls the crew met at other ports, and was full of swear words.
Tracy half turned around and was about to return, Theodore approached her and said with a gun:
You have to thank me and tell you the news as soon as possible.
While speaking, his right hand pressed against Tracy's butt and pinched it hard.
Bang!
Tracy opened his hand and cursed:
You bastard who deserves to be fucked by a donkey!
She walked a few quick steps and left the passenger ship along the gangway.
Theodore shook his palm and cursed with a smile:
What a bitch!
This scene made many passengers in the cabin suddenly feel moved.
For them, the biggest flaw on the ship is boredom, and there are bars in the port.
This means that you can meet cheap street girls, different from the North and South mainland, with local characteristics.
If you are lucky or are willing to spend a lot of money, maybe there are still people among them who can let the beauty with wild temperament sleep with you!
In a moment, many passengers packed their luggage and prepared to go straight to the port hotel.
Seeing this, Alfred's adjutant asked:
General, are we going to get off the boat?
Alfred shook his head slowly:
We have no idea about this, we must be cautious enough.Staying on board is the best choice.
The adjutant had no objection to this, but asked with a little concern:
What about those people who have already got off the boat?
That was their own choice.Alfred looked out the window with no expression. If an accident occurs, we can only protect more people, unless the matter is not serious, and it can be solved easily.
After saying that, he turned to look at the adjutant and his entourage:
Take turns vigiling tonight to guard against accidents.
Alfred, who had dealt with organizations such as the Southern Continent, the Spiritual Cult, the Rose School, etc., had an instinctive warning of strange places.
After exchanging opinions with the captain, Alfred lay on the bed, listening to the strong wind slapping the glass window and the heavy rain slamming on the deck, and was quite calmly ready to fall asleep.
At this moment, he heard a melodious and sad melody coming from the direction of the port.
This seems to come from the flute, intermittently during the storm, like a person whimpering.
Alfred was immersed in such an environment of music, as if he had returned to Beckland, who always appeared in his dreams, and to the different emotions that were intertwined by the joy of childhood and the worries of youth.
He shook his head suddenly, getting rid of this feeling, and found that this was not a mental impact, but a normal person should have.
Alfred turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window, and used the sheriff's extraordinary ability to determine the music he had just heard came from the cheap hotel.
Not those guests who got off the boat, their goals were very clear and they would not be in the mood to play such a melody... There were originally passengers from Utopia Port, or the boss and waiter named Tracy?
If it were her, this is a lady with a story Ah... Alfred sighed a few words, withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.
He was curious, but he didn't have the idea of getting off the boat.
Soon the flute stopped and the Port Hotel returned to quiet without any accidents.
In this way, time passed by minute by minute, and as the storm stopped, the sky gradually became brighter.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the passengers left the boat returned one after another, each of whom was sloppy and had a haggard face.
Seeing this, the sailors immediately laughed:
The girl here seems to be very good!
The passengers shook their heads almost at the same time, all of whom showed regret.
One of them rubbed his forehead and said:
Lie Langqi here is very good, cheaper than other places. She accidentally drank too much and fell asleep. I don’t know if there was anything happening to that love man.Alas, I woke up and drove the boat. I didn't remember anything I had done after getting drunk. I praised the goddess, who made me lie back on the bed instead of sleeping in the rain.
Other passengers agreed, saying that their experiences were similar.
Of course, everyone has different details. For example, a passenger praised the desserts in cheap hotel breakfasts for being quite good.
While the sailors regretted not being able to drink the cheap and good Lie Langqi, they all spoke and teased the passengers:
Maybe it’s not the girl here who spends the night with you, but a big man like Theodore. Anyway, you are all drunk and can’t know what’s going on!
Haha, touch your butts carefully!
In the joyous atmosphere, the sailors put away the gangway, raised the sails, and let the passenger ship set sail little by little.
After they crossed a slightly dark sea and returned to the familiar safe channel, Alfred completely relaxed and smiled and said to his adjutant and entourage:
It is good to mark this place on our map, and write about the spirits and desserts. Well, the girls also have their own characteristics.
After a few more days of sailing, the passenger ship finally arrived at Port Escoson in the Bay of Disi, along the winding and safe channel.
Adhering to the noble demeanor and the blood-integrated social instinct, Alfred visited the senior management of the nearby military base and shared a wonderful dinner with them.
When he returned to a vacation villa where his father was here, he accidentally found that the entourage who was sent to find information was a little pale.
What's wrong?Alfred put away his casual feeling.
The entourage said in a voice:
General, all the regular maps of the Kingdom are not marked with Utopian Port.
A small port then emerged into the eyes of the captain, sailors and passengers through the dark rain.
Not long after, a man in his thirties wearing a blue uniform, holding a black umbrella, and carrying a glass lantern appeared on the dock and directed the passenger ship to complete the dock with a not-so-standard movement.
Hi guys, where did you come from?The man opened his mouth and shouted loudly as he watched the gangway drop.
After most of his voice was swallowed by the wind and rain, he successfully arrived inside the passenger ship and drilled into Alfred's ears.
Do you know where this is?Alfred glanced cautiously at his adjutant and entourage.
He was not wearing a general's dress, wearing a black windbreaker that Beckland often had, his brilliant blonde hair was hanging down casually, and his blue eyes were like a deep lake in the forest.
The adjutant with neat hair combed back first shook his head, saying that he was not clear about it, and then explained:
The previous storm left me disoriented.
At this time, the captain held an umbrella and came to the side of the ship and responded to the man:
We set out in Dongbailang two days ago and unfortunately encountered a storm.
Which port is this?
The man's eyes turned, without a positive answer, and said at the top of his voice:
You wait a moment.
He then turned around, held an umbrella and a lantern, and ran towards the building complex near the dock.
This reaction was somewhat beyond the expectations of passengers such as Alfred, but for the captain, first mate and others with rich shipping experience, it was not surprising that they had encountered too many unconventional events in many ports on the Furious Sea Channel.
This made them wait patiently for subsequent development.
In just five or six minutes later, the man led a girl to come over with a small step.
The girl did not hold an umbrella and was wearing a hooded raincoat coated with Doningsman tree sap.
After the two approached the passenger ship, they walked step by step along the gangway to the deck as the gun sailors watched.
At this distance, most passengers could see clearly the appearance of the two.
The man had brown hair and brown eyes, and his skin was rough. He looked like a lower class person who was suffering from wind and rain. The woman was in her twenties, with green eyes and long flax hair. Several of them were wet on her face, adding a bit of purity and charm to her.
This is a pretty good beauty with a wild temperament.
Everyone, this is Utopia Port.The man introduced with a little impatiently, "My name is Theodore, and he is the port, the interim commander."
As he spoke, he laughed, as if he was happy that he had invented such a very powerful position.
The captain of course knew what the so-called temporary commander of the port was referring to, and he didn't care about the sudden joy of such a small person.
He frowned slightly and said:
Utopia Port?Why haven't I heard of it?
Theodore looked at him and said:
I've heard this sentence many times.
Ha, if it weren't for the storm that should be kicked by a donkey, you might not have come here in your life!
Before he could say more words, the lady took the lead:
Utopia is not on a safe channel. Only by understanding this sea area and knowing the ships here will come to replenish supplies.
Meaning, is the main user of this port a pirate?The captain could not hear the implication, and at this time, tacitly not exposing it is a protection for both parties.
He said with a yes:
Who are you?
My name is Tracy.The girl smiled, the owner of the port hotel, and the front desk and waiter.
She looked around and said:
The storm is very big and the boat will be bumpy, so staying here to rest is not a very wise choice.The hotel will provide you with a stable bed, sufficient hot water, clean food, warm quilts and the environment that reminds you of your own home. It only costs 10p per night, I mean a room.
In addition to these, you can also drink in the bar next to you and enjoy the warm hospitality.
Obviously, this girl is here to solicit business.
The captain was very alert and did not respond directly to her. He nodded and said:
I can't make decisions on behalf of the passengers, and it's their freedom to choose, and of course, as the captain, I'll stay here with my crew.
Tracy kept a smile and said:
I will wait at the hotel for guests willing to get off the boat.
She seemed to have received a certain education, not as hot but pissy as the girls the crew met at other ports, and was full of swear words.
Tracy half turned around and was about to return, Theodore approached her and said with a gun:
You have to thank me and tell you the news as soon as possible.
While speaking, his right hand pressed against Tracy's butt and pinched it hard.
Bang!
Tracy opened his hand and cursed:
You bastard who deserves to be fucked by a donkey!
She walked a few quick steps and left the passenger ship along the gangway.
Theodore shook his palm and cursed with a smile:
What a bitch!
This scene made many passengers in the cabin suddenly feel moved.
For them, the biggest flaw on the ship is boredom, and there are bars in the port.
This means that you can meet cheap street girls, different from the North and South mainland, with local characteristics.
If you are lucky or are willing to spend a lot of money, maybe there are still people among them who can let the beauty with wild temperament sleep with you!
In a moment, many passengers packed their luggage and prepared to go straight to the port hotel.
Seeing this, Alfred's adjutant asked:
General, are we going to get off the boat?
Alfred shook his head slowly:
We have no idea about this, we must be cautious enough.Staying on board is the best choice.
The adjutant had no objection to this, but asked with a little concern:
What about those people who have already got off the boat?
That was their own choice.Alfred looked out the window with no expression. If an accident occurs, we can only protect more people, unless the matter is not serious, and it can be solved easily.
After saying that, he turned to look at the adjutant and his entourage:
Take turns vigiling tonight to guard against accidents.
Alfred, who had dealt with organizations such as the Southern Continent, the Spiritual Cult, the Rose School, etc., had an instinctive warning of strange places.
After exchanging opinions with the captain, Alfred lay on the bed, listening to the strong wind slapping the glass window and the heavy rain slamming on the deck, and was quite calmly ready to fall asleep.
At this moment, he heard a melodious and sad melody coming from the direction of the port.
This seems to come from the flute, intermittently during the storm, like a person whimpering.
Alfred was immersed in such an environment of music, as if he had returned to Beckland, who always appeared in his dreams, and to the different emotions that were intertwined by the joy of childhood and the worries of youth.
He shook his head suddenly, getting rid of this feeling, and found that this was not a mental impact, but a normal person should have.
Alfred turned over and got out of bed, walked to the window, and used the sheriff's extraordinary ability to determine the music he had just heard came from the cheap hotel.
Not those guests who got off the boat, their goals were very clear and they would not be in the mood to play such a melody... There were originally passengers from Utopia Port, or the boss and waiter named Tracy?
If it were her, this is a lady with a story Ah... Alfred sighed a few words, withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.
He was curious, but he didn't have the idea of getting off the boat.
Soon the flute stopped and the Port Hotel returned to quiet without any accidents.
In this way, time passed by minute by minute, and as the storm stopped, the sky gradually became brighter.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the passengers left the boat returned one after another, each of whom was sloppy and had a haggard face.
Seeing this, the sailors immediately laughed:
The girl here seems to be very good!
The passengers shook their heads almost at the same time, all of whom showed regret.
One of them rubbed his forehead and said:
Lie Langqi here is very good, cheaper than other places. She accidentally drank too much and fell asleep. I don’t know if there was anything happening to that love man.Alas, I woke up and drove the boat. I didn't remember anything I had done after getting drunk. I praised the goddess, who made me lie back on the bed instead of sleeping in the rain.
Other passengers agreed, saying that their experiences were similar.
Of course, everyone has different details. For example, a passenger praised the desserts in cheap hotel breakfasts for being quite good.
While the sailors regretted not being able to drink the cheap and good Lie Langqi, they all spoke and teased the passengers:
Maybe it’s not the girl here who spends the night with you, but a big man like Theodore. Anyway, you are all drunk and can’t know what’s going on!
Haha, touch your butts carefully!
In the joyous atmosphere, the sailors put away the gangway, raised the sails, and let the passenger ship set sail little by little.
After they crossed a slightly dark sea and returned to the familiar safe channel, Alfred completely relaxed and smiled and said to his adjutant and entourage:
It is good to mark this place on our map, and write about the spirits and desserts. Well, the girls also have their own characteristics.
After a few more days of sailing, the passenger ship finally arrived at Port Escoson in the Bay of Disi, along the winding and safe channel.
Adhering to the noble demeanor and the blood-integrated social instinct, Alfred visited the senior management of the nearby military base and shared a wonderful dinner with them.
When he returned to a vacation villa where his father was here, he accidentally found that the entourage who was sent to find information was a little pale.
What's wrong?Alfred put away his casual feeling.
The entourage said in a voice:
General, all the regular maps of the Kingdom are not marked with Utopian Port.
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