"He may be on the ship heading to the Empire now. I tried to persuade him before, hoping he could stay, but he said he still had things to finish in Altdorf. He started finishing the project a week ago, and yesterday
Say goodbye to me."
Alves frowned and answered. He did not expect that the old acquaintance Rhodes in front of him would have such a big reaction, and he was a little confused for a moment.
"Can I still catch up now?"
Rhodes almost grabbed Alves by the collar and asked.
"There should be hope... When he said goodbye to me yesterday, he didn't say when the ship would leave. He might still be staying in a hotel, waiting for the merchant ship to pick him up..."
Alves answered bravely.
"Order all docks to be blocked! All ships are not allowed to leave the port!"
"Now, which hotel, take me to find it!"
Rhodes could hardly suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and even his voice trembled unconsciously.
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Outside the dazzling array of shops in the outer port area of Olengrad, young people are stopping to look at them with a contented look. In the hardware store, there are various tools and metal crafts and decorations. These things are very popular among young people, not because
The exquisite shapes of handicrafts are the essence of casting these gadgets - various metals.
Young people have a natural fascination with such things, as if they are born with the ability to sense them.
Observe with your eyes, you can see the different lusters emitted by different metal surfaces.
By touching it with your hands, you can feel the different hardness, flexibility, and ductility of different metals.
By tapping them lightly, you can also feel the different sounds emitted by different metals. Through the subtle differences in the sounds, you can perceive their special properties. It is really the most beautiful sound in the world.
There were still three hours before the Armstrong set sail, and the young man was wandering boredly on the streets outside the pier. Although there were luxurious private rooms on the ship and a comfortable double bed, the feeling on the ship was still not as good as on land.
This kind of down-to-earth sense of security cannot be given on a sea-going ship. No matter how big the ship is, the feeling of being dragged and floated by the sea water is always lingering.
A heavy bell sounded from the bell tower in the distance. It was ten in the morning. There was still time, so there was no hurry. The young man walked slowly into a pub, ordered two plates of snacks and a bottle of juice, and was about to sit down and rest while waiting for the food to be served.
, and saw a group of unkind-looking guys breaking in outside the door.
This group of people were like ruffian rats, staring viciously at the people in the tavern with their small eyes. Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, the young man took out a metal mask from his arms and put it on his face.
He originally planned to leave, but saw that everyone who tried to walk out of the hotel was stared at by the villain leader. So the young man stopped moving and sat in his seat as if nothing had happened.
Those ruffians were holding a piece of drawing paper and searching the crowd one by one. The young man probably knew what happened.
Damn! What bad luck. I should have left earlier.
The young man said to himself. But now that the matter was over, he had no choice. He wore a mask, lay lazily on the chair, and looked at the drizzle outside the window in "trance".
Until the gangster leader walked up to him.
"Sir, please take off your mask."
The gangster with scars on his arms whispered, his tone neither light nor serious. It was full of politeness.
The young man slowed down, sat up straight, and after a while he gently asked -
"Excuse me, what's the matter?"
"Nothing special, we are looking for someone."
The gangster leader whispered. He did not dare to do anything rude, because the young man in front of him looked elegant, wearing the gorgeous clothes of a nobleman, and this mask alone was priceless and seemed to be pure gold.
The created identity difference makes the gangster leaders naturally feel in awe and dare not make any extraordinary moves.
The young man knew that the people in front of him were only fierce on the surface. Once they met someone with a higher status than themselves, they would immediately give in.
So, he was not in a hurry and asked softly -
"Looking for someone?"
"An alchemist and a liar."
The gangster leader responded in a low voice. Although he wanted to reach out and take off the mask of the person opposite him, he also knew what consequences such a rude move would bring to him if the other person was really a noble.
I can only endure it and continue to use words, hoping that the other party will take off the mask voluntarily so that he can confirm.
"Oh? Alchemists? There are a lot of alchemists these days, and you're right, they are all liars. I was once deceived by a guy who knew how to alchemy. Damn it, he promised to make me a gem-encrusted
A gold ring, but when I paid for it, he gave me a gold-plated fake!"
As the young man spoke, he slammed his fist on the table with a thud, which made the gangster leader a little stunned. He replied with a confused look on his face -
"That's a really nasty bastard."
"It's similar to the alchemist who deceived our master. They're the same bastard."
The ruffian leader added.
"There shouldn't be such a profession on the mainland. The Imperial Gold Academy should be in charge. There are so many alchemy scammers in the market, which has ruined the reputation of this academy!"
The young man scolded and cursed.
The ruffian leader quickly nodded in agreement.
"But then again, those who know alchemy knowledge may not be considered alchemists. At most, they only know a little bit. I don't think real alchemists would bother to do such a thing. Of course, it could also be me.
I still have illusions about Golden Academy. I always feel that the people they train should not be such idiots!"
As the young man spoke, he slapped the table fiercely, causing the tableware on the table to clang. The gangster leader felt his scalp numb, and he did not dare to sit down again. Otherwise, he didn't know what the excited nobleman in front of him would do.
What are you doing... There are so many people in the tavern, so there is no need to keep an eye on anyone. I think the person the old captain wants to arrest may not be in this city for a long time. Looking for a needle in a haystack, the ruffian leader doesn't expect to find it.
Can be caught.
"Um...Sir, your views on alchemists are the same as mine. Um...I have something else to do, so I won't disturb you for now."
After saying that, the gangster leader turned around and walked to the next table.
Just when the young man thought the matter was over, there was a sudden loud noise of a large number of cavalry galloping past outside the tavern.
At the same time, a larger group of people broke in outside the door. They were not hooligans, but regular legionnaires and city patrols from Elengrad. The leader was a knight in armor.
"Is Mr. Belshazer Galt here? Lord Rhodes wants to see you for something."
As soon as the knight entered the door, his voice immediately overshadowed the entire audience. Several gangsters who had just been interrogating immediately hid in their seats and did not dare to move.
They knew that this was not just a member of the Elengrad City Guard. From the emblem on the knight's armor, they already knew that it was a unit directly under the command of Rhodes, King of the North, because the emblem engraved on the helmet,
It is an upright and fierce white bear. There is no doubt that in the entire Kislev, only the famous Knights of the Sons of Esun can have such an emblem...