Volume 3 Blood and Fire Chapter 203 Poseidon Harbor (Part 2…
Sitting in a corner of the bar were four men in uniform, playing cards together. Judging from the money bags placed next to them, their bets were quite large.
The receptionist led Eloise and walked towards the four people playing cards.
"What are you doing?" One of them glanced at Jieying and Elos and asked in a long voice.
"Does your Excellency know where I can meet Mr. Damir?" the receptionist asked, pretending to be respectful.
"Damir? His ship was impounded in the Kingdom of Hydera. I'm afraid you have to swim there to see him." Another man in uniform laughed.
"What about Mr. Owen?" the receptionist asked again.
Those playing cards had obviously guessed the purpose of welcoming Yin Yin and Eloise. Several people looked at the two people up and down, with wary expressions on their faces.
The receptionist took out the family emblem of Marquis Patrick from his arms and said: "Marquis Patrick hired an armed merchant ship here. The message from the harbor administrator asked me to find Damir and Owen."
When several people saw that Yingying and Elos were carrying the emblem of the Patrick family, they knew that they had a good background, so they immediately stood up and treated them with respect.
Finally an older man said: "Owen is not here either, but you might be able to find Martin upstairs. He is Owen's boss."
After thanking the receptionist, he took Eloise and walked upstairs.
"Who are those guys?" Eloise asked the leader softly.
"They are the low-level officials in charge of taxation at the dock." The receptionist said respectfully.
"You asked the tax officer about the smugglers?" Elos said in surprise. Did he know that the ship hired this time was not a ship on a normal route, but a group of smugglers?
"Yes, Your Excellency, you have something wrong. Maybe other ship owners or staff at the dock don't know the identity of the smugglers, but those tax officials definitely know it. If the smugglers don't bribe these low-level officials who are directly in charge of them,
, there will be endless trouble.”
"They knew this but never cared about it?" Eloise asked in surprise. In the Shire, smugglers will be hanged.
The receptionist hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should say anything, but thinking that this man was a distinguished guest of Lord Patrick, he opened his mouth to explain:
"It is impossible for the principality to arrest all these tax officials. They are the lowest cornerstone of the principality's rule. Without these lowest-level officials, those pagans, mercenaries, gangsters and others will not be able to effectively manage and monitor. By that time, I am afraid
The world is really in chaos."
"Furthermore, the salary of the lower-level tax officers is meager and the possibility of promotion is extremely small. If there is no money and water, I am afraid no one will be willing to do this kind of work. On the other hand, smugglers also have a need for their existence. The taxes of the Crimson Principality are very meager.
, on the other hand, the principality’s intelligence system also needs these smugglers to provide him with information and supplies.”
After hearing the explanation from the host, Elos finally had a deeper understanding of the darkness under the sun. After all, in the past, he was the adopted son of the Grand Duke of Gros, with a high status, and had no access to the darkness of the lower class society.
Furthermore, the darkness that Elos saw was the darkness of human nature, whether it was at the top or at the bottom, the difference was just in different means and energy.
Elos's mood became even heavier. He suddenly realized that his knowledge of this world was so lacking.
Walking up to the second floor, the guests were greeted and asked to be led by a waiter to meet Mr. Martin, whom they had never met before.
What surprised Elos was that the smuggler was not as rough and brutal as he originally imagined, with a face full of flesh, one or two scars on his face, or even a man with one eye and a broken leg.
That Mr. Martin looked gentle and polite, as if he were a scholar.
He was wearing a brown ship's robe. The robe was a little old. There were two pencils on the outer pockets of the robe. A captain's hat hung on the hanger next to him. The hat was also a little old, but the decoration was
The ostrich down has just been replaced.
Martin looks a little old, but people who travel at sea all year round always look old. Eloise is not sure of this gentleman's actual age.
Sitting next to Mr. Martin are two young men. Their strong physiques, manly appearance, and bronze-level strength prove that they are Mr. Martin's bodyguards.
"Mr. Martin, the Patrick family has booked a ship with you, but neither of the two captains, Damir and Owen, are here. You see..." the guide asked directly.
Upon hearing that the ship was ordered by the Patrick family, the captain of the smuggling ship immediately stood up, bowed slightly, nodded and said:
"Yes, Damir was detained in the Kingdom of Hydra. Owen was also killed by the navy of the Kingdom of Hydra a few days ago. Even the ship was destroyed. I have been waiting for the Patrick family to come so that we can fulfill our contract.
.Do you think the sea is so dangerous now, do you still insist on leaving the port?"
The receptionist glanced at Elos and said, "Yes, it's not insistence, it's necessity. If you can't do it, you will no longer have a place in Poseidon Harbor in the future!"
After hearing the introduction, Martin's expression froze, but then returned to normal, and said seriously: "Sir, you can rest assured that I will definitely fulfill the mission of the Patrick family. Since Damir and Owen cannot go to sea, then I will go to sea myself.
"
The receptionist nodded with satisfaction and said to Elos: "Your Excellency, the specific time of going to sea will be negotiated between you and Mr. Martin. If you have any other questions, you can come to me at any time."
"okay, thank you."
After saying goodbye to Eloise, the host left the room, leaving Eloise and Martin to discuss.
"Sir, when do you think we will go to sea?" Martin asked respectfully. He saw that the people of the Patrick family were respectful to this extremely good-looking man, and knew that this man was someone who could not afford to offend.
"The wider the better," Elos replied.
"Okay, can we do it the day after tomorrow? Because this trip to sea is extremely risky, we need to make complete preparations and prepare some fresh water, dry food, weapons and other supplies. The day after tomorrow is already the fastest. You can board the ship and stay first.
.”
"Can."
Eloise's answer was extremely brief, which made Martin more and more in awe, because he had just been reminded by his two guards that the man in front of him was very powerful.
Thick fog shrouded the dock in the early morning. On the hillside, the light of the lighthouse looked so weak and feeble through the fog.
The fog also makes the ground at the pier wet and lubricated, making it easy for ordinary people to fall when walking on it.
But the dock workers carried heavy cargo on their shoulders and walked steadily back and forth on the dock with oil lamps in their mouths.
Everyone knows that only smugglers will choose to set sail in the early morning when the fog is thick, because before the fog dissipates, they can safely sail far away from the coastline. For these people who are worried about doing illegal business all day long , this is the safest route - the route walking in the fog.
Standing in a very narrow space at the bow of the ship, Elos looked into the depths of the thick fog, and the sea in the distance was completely white, like the boundless chaos when the world first opened.
However, Eloise was in a very comfortable mood, because there were still three hours until the sun came out and the thick fog dissipated, and everyone could leave Poseidon Harbor, leave the Crimson Principality, and head to the Shire.
Where is hometown?
My peace of mind is my hometown!
There are Fiona, Grand Duke Gros, teacher Gonzalez and others waiting for him in his hometown of Charles.
Ekaterina walked to the bow of the boat, stretched out her arms and gently wrapped them around Ilosu's waist, breathing like a blue: "What, are you homesick?"
"Well, I've been away from Shire for too long, almost a year."
"How are you going to explain our relationship to Fiona when we return to the Shire? I'm afraid I can't stand pretending to be strangers to you!" Ekaterina sighed.
"I don't know either. I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to hurt Fiona." Ilos turned around and looked at Ekaterina with an embarrassed look on his face.
Yekaterina looked at Ilosu's tangled expression and smiled like a spring breeze:
"Fool, didn't I say it before? I just want to be your lover and won't embarrass you. I know your relationship with Sister Fiona and the obligations you should fulfill. I'm not greedy and I don't want status. As long as you can accompany me..."