They were wearing jackets with many zippers, and they were holding leather weapons that reminded Annan of leather rackets, and they came menacingly from a distance.
The person they were chasing in front of them was a middle-aged man who looked quite wealthy by appearance, but for some reason was extremely panicked and stumbled forward.
"The name of that weapon is [Whale Baleen]."
Isaac explained to Annan: "Because this thing was originally made from the baleen plates of baleen whales.
"Do you know baleen plates? Baleen whales have no teeth, and baleen is the teeth they use when they filter feed. It has a considerable degree of toughness and is a very good material. Since the age of elves, old sailors have made it out of baleen
Special self-defense weapons.
"You only need to tie an iron block to a section of the whale's baleen, and then wrap it up with a cable to form a very easy-to-use hammer. Because the main body of the whale's baleen in the middle is quite flexible, it is easy to exert force.
It’s not easy to get rid of. Compared with a hammer, it’s easier to carry... Of course, the biggest advantage is that it’s cheap.”
"There are probably a lot fewer whales now."
Annan turned his face slightly and whispered: "It seems that the only people who are still hunting whales are the Noahs."
"This is actually because of the gray fog. In the past, the name of this place was not 'Black Sail Town', but 'Red Sail Town'. But in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer whales, and the whaling teams going out to sea with red sails have also
There are fewer, but there are more pirates with black sails..."
Isaac chuckled: "Of course, the gray mist will not sink below the sea surface, but will float in the air... This prevents the fish from being corrupted by the curse, so fishermen can still fish.
"These fishermen are ordinary people, so the curse cannot corrode their souls. For them, the biggest disadvantage of the gray fog is probably that 'food spoils very quickly at sea'. But as long as you come back quickly enough, don't go to the distant sea.
In fact, there is no difference from before.
"But your Majesty, you may not know that whales are not actually fish. They cannot breathe in the water. Instead, they need to return to the sea surface for ventilation. In this process, the whale will inhale a large amount of gray mist.
"Although the gray fog will not corrode the whales, the food in the whales' belly will be more easily corroded by the gray fog and rot. Eventually, they will suffer from gastroenteritis or gastric cancer, which will reduce the number of whales to less than the elf period.
One-twentieth of.
"Another reason is also because of the invention of green fire. The existence of green fire replaced whale oil. But because the number of whales suddenly dropped sharply, the number of fish began to increase, so the coastal cities did not lose too much food.
"Whales are quite rare today. The existing whales now have new abilities. They can judge the concentration of curses nearby before floating up. If the concentration is not too high, they will rise...and because they breathe gray mist for a long time, they
He himself was gradually alienated and gained special abilities.
"First of all, the size of whales has begun to increase abnormally. It is almost three to four times that of the Second Age... and they will also acquire some special abilities. Since whales are already cursed creatures, the materials on their bodies such as
'Whale baleen' has naturally become an expensive curse material.
"Then the sailors, and the thugs at the port... they could no longer make weapons out of baleen. So they modified it. Instead of using baleen as a filler, they used tanned baleen on the outside.
The leather is stuffed with a solid lead block at one end, and cotton is used as filling inside..."
While Isaac was talking to Annan, the group of thugs finally caught up with the middle-aged man who seemed to be very neglectful of exercise.
But the people around him didn't react at all.
They were not panicked or afraid. They just stood there and watched the excitement.
It wasn't that no one was afraid at all, but those people looked like outsiders, or in other words, outsiders who came to Denisoya for the first time.
"That is how the matter?"
Annan tilted his head slightly and asked Isaac: "It seems very common...even people are not afraid of them."
Even though he was a local from more than a hundred years ago, he definitely understood Denisoya better than Annan.
And Isaac did not disappoint Annan.
He nodded and explained: "Those people run gambling stalls."
"Gambling stall?"
"It's a pawn shop with gambling, or you can also think of it as a casino with the function of a pawn shop."
Isaac squinted his eyes and looked at the group of people.
The group of gambling thugs quickly surrounded the middle-aged man.
They took out the "baleen" and slapped the middle-aged man on his forearms, calves, lower back and groin.
Soon, the middle-aged man let out pitiful howls like a slaughtering pig. His arms turned blue and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that some bones were broken.
And Isaac looked at him with unusually cold eyes.
He introduced calmly: "Don't look at how light the baleen is... but a proper hammer blow can crack the skull; if it hits the chin, it can make people faint immediately. Use it to break
The limbs are much easier to hit than hitting them with a stick. The most important thing is that it hurts very much."
"So, what are these people here for?"
Annan pointed at the group of strong and aggressive thugs with his chin: "Are you arresting those who escaped gambling debts?"
"Yes and no."
Isaac replied: "The so-called gambling stalls must exist in places where pirates thrive... because the 'things' pawned in the gambling stalls are not just treasures and the like."
"what is that?"
"Of course it's human."
A lean, dark-skinned old man stood behind them and took over.
He was wearing a short shirt, and traces of the sea breeze could be seen on his face. On his feet were open-toed bamboo shoes similar to sandals.
The old man looked at the man with the same indifference, with unconcealed gloating on his face: "Even the top card player will not enter the gambling stall without any trouble...unless he has a grudge against someone..."
"Have a grudge?"
"Bet on your arm, bet on your head."
The old man sneered: "It's a small fight. Those who really know how to come to the gambling stall are those pirates.
"The captured prisoners, the traitors who were dealt with, the women and children of their enemies. There are also businessmen like pirates who borrowed loans but couldn't repay them, so they had no choice but to sell their children.
"Money... here with us, is just like the sea water. The sea water rises and falls, and so does the money. If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come..."
The old man said angrily and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Annan looked thoughtfully at the middle-aged man dressed as a businessman and with a big belly.
So to say……
"Probably the goods were robbed by thieves... He was a fool who wanted to use his wife and children as gambling capital to make a comeback, but he also gambled his own life on it."
Isaac's green pupils were quiet and profound: "There are many such idiots in the United Kingdom."