Chapter 27： port of richlands

Dean Ithaca turned into the alley next to the main street. After confirming that no one was following him, he walked to the door of a private house, knocked three times, and then knocked twice after a short pause.

The door opened, and a girl poked her head out, glanced at the roads on both sides, grabbed Dean's clothes and pulled him in.

"Hey, hey! Be lighter, your clothes will be torn apart by you." Dean protested dissatisfied.

"You still have the face to say that if you haven't come back after going out for so long, you think something happened to you."

The pink-haired girl frowned, with her hands on her hips, obviously a little angry.

"Huh? Huh? The sun is coming out from the west, is the leader worried about me?" Dean pretended to be surprised.

"You—believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" The girl blushed, and raised a hammer that didn't match her figure.

Dean immediately raised his hands to beg for mercy: "Forgive me!"

"Hey hey! The two of you are flirting and flirting, right? Susan's grandfather is still in the hands of the pirates." A tall young man with yellow hair beside him said helplessly.

Then his face was "in close contact" with the girl's hammer.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, you 'fly'." The girl said in a dark voice while holding the hammer.

The young man with yellow hair Shamat held his swollen cheeks and said sadly: "Yes~~ Mr. Leader, I won't dare again."

As soon as the words fell, two more people came out from the back room, a girl wearing a pointed scholar hat and a girl with ponytails. Only the girl with ponytails in this room was wearing civilian clothes in the Northwest Bay style. She said happily: "So It's Brother Dean who's back."

Seeing that Dean had returned safely, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The girl dressed as a scholar asked, "Dean, have you found any news?"

"I really got a lot of useful information."

Everyone sat down around the table, and Dean continued: "The whole town of Fulan Port has been under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. I heard that the pirates hit a snag a few days ago."

The hammer thrower girl asked dissatisfied: "Who asked you this, what about Susan's grandpa and the goal of our trip?"

"Don't worry, I'll just say it. I got a pirate kid drunk and got something out of his mouth. Susan's grandpa and our target are both imprisoned in the church, but I'll look around Look, the pirates have very tight grips, and it's hard to get close there. So you have to find the right time."

The hammer girl yelled in dissatisfaction: "Why is it so troublesome? Let me tell you, let's just rush in, find that 'shark', beat him up, and let him hand him over to us?"

Dean smiled helplessly, "Master, you have to consider the comparison of the numbers between the enemy and us."

The hammer throwing girl glared: "Then what do you say?"

Dean said calmly: "I have a plan, and this is about what I said at the beginning. Do you know how much trouble the pirates encountered a while ago? They lost more than 400 people! This is almost Half of the Sharks."

Sha Matt, with a bruised nose and swollen face, covered his cheeks and asked, "Who is so powerful? It can't be the local lord, right?"

Dean spread his hands: "I don't know that little guy. Didn't you serve in the army? You should understand. For these low-level personnel, the higher-ups often don't want them to know too much. If the opponent is too strong, they may desert. He just informed him before the battle and pushed him to the front as cannon fodder. He also learned about the loss of more than 400 people through his acquaintances around the leader."

Hammer Throw Girl: "Could it be the lord's army, Su...?"

"Don't be kidding, our lord here will care about the life and death of the coastal civilians? They sold us to pirates more than ten years ago."

Before the hammer girl could finish her question, the ponytail girl said something hard.

The girl's face changed from the expression just now, seeming to be disdainful or resentful, a small hand clenched into a fist: "Shameless nobles still have the cheek to come to our place to collect taxes every quarter. As the mayor, grandpa has to satisfy The greedy appetite of the pirates, and the tax collector sent by the pig-headed lord, have been complained by many townspeople."

As she spoke, the girl's eyes became moist, and tears welled up in her eye sockets.

Miss Scholar put her hand on the girl's back immediately, and comforted her: "Don't be sad, everyone should just talk about it, and they all understand the old man in their hearts. Otherwise, why do you recommend your grandfather to be the mayor every year?"

The ponytail girl wiped away her tears and whimpered, "Well... I know everyone's feelings, being blackmailed by pirates and lords at the same time, there will inevitably be some complaints."

"Hmm!" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little heavy, Dean cleared his throat to attract everyone's attention, and continued to talk about his plan: "It doesn't matter who made the pirates run into trouble, but looking at their recent deployment, it is reinforcement Fortifications, entry and exit are prohibited again, it seems that the other party will come to Port Fulan soon to clean them up."

"Now there are only a few hundred pirates in the town. According to the information I got out, most of them will be sent to the city gate for defensive operations. There are only about 20 people left in the church."

"We can't judge whether the comer is good or evil. Since Susan said that the local lord is very incompetent, I guess it may be another group of pirates who came to Huobin. We can only hope for ourselves. When the time comes, we will take advantage of the chaos Like this... that..."

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After everyone discussed the details of the action, the hammer girl made a final decision: "Huh! It's very simple! Let's do it this way. Well, it would be great if the rest of the group were here. If we gather together, I think we can break through now. "

"No way, who asked you to take on two missions, leader?"

"Hmph! I'm also thinking about the future of our adventure group. But having said that, what is our goal—Master Foster of the Horn Bay Alliance doing here? It's nothing but trouble for others."

"What other reason can there be? A rich young man like him is nothing more than his brain being burned out by some knight adventure novels. He fantasizes about slaying evil dragons and saving princesses every day. Evil dragons can't be found, but villains do exist. Here Wasn’t it the great pirate Edward’s territory before? I heard that many people challenged him before, but none of them succeeded, and they were all fed fish. Our young master is really lucky, just in time for Edward’s absence.”

The ponytail girl said: "Brother Dean, sister Meru, I also want to help you, not to mention my grandfather is also among the rescued people. I will go with you when the time comes, I am very familiar with the interior of the church."

"No! This is too dangerous. Susan, you can rest assured to stay at home and wait for our good news."

The hammer girl refused straight away, with a serious expression on her face.

"I, Meru Highmore, gamble the name of the Lichman Adventure Group, and promise to send your grandpa home safely."

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At this time, the church in Port Fullland had become the headquarters of the pirates of the Shark Gang. The big and small leaders gathered in a certain room for a meeting to discuss the recent defeat.

The leader 'Shark', dressed in a classic pirate dress, with a fleshy face and an eye patch on his left eye, said bitterly: "No wonder that guy 'Loach' ran back to the sea in a panic. There are ways."

A little leader said: "Boss, let's retreat to the sea as well. The brothers below are a little panicked. Rumors that there are wizards helping the other party have spread everywhere."

The shark was furious, and smashed the water glass in front of him: "Send the order down, whoever dares to talk nonsense again, I pulled out his tongue!"

"Do you still want to go back to the sea and live the life of wandering and having nothing to do with your last meal? Now that Edward's meddling evil star is finally gone, I must swallow the fat of Port Fulan No."

"But this land belongs to the Greiman family..."

"I don't care about Greiman's or Sileman's, as long as I take it, it's mine."

A former leader of the Quaker gang who came here showed fear: "But boss Shark, their 'wizards' over there..." Before he finished speaking, he remembered Shark's order to prohibit nonsense just now hurriedly Shut up.

The shark looked like iron and steel: "Use your brains, if they really have wizards, magic, etc., the church would have troubled them a long time ago, and they have time to deal with us?"

Then he said with confidence: "It's nothing more than some uncommon weapons. I carefully asked those brothers who have experienced it personally, and summed up a set of methods to deal with them. Just put on thick armor, or even thicker clothes. Those iron nails and debris can't do much damage. As for the tubes that can shoot iron projectiles, they are nothing more than things like bows and arrows and slings, except that the projectiles are launched faster and more powerful, and the quantity very few."

Although the shark's mouth was stiff, he was also secretly afraid. He had seen a pirate who had been shot by Quick and defected to him. At that time, the man's arm was almost crippled, and he died a few days later because of a high fever. .

But he obviously couldn't show it, otherwise how could he fool his men to die, so he said some encouraging words, promising how much benefit they would get after permanently occupying Port Fulan and so on.

A group of subordinates were encouraged by the shark, and Gleiman's secret weapon didn't seem to be so scary anymore, and they all expressed that they would follow the boss to fight to the death with Gleiman's army.

"By the way, what happened to the old mayor and the young master of the Jiaowan Alliance?"

"The old man still doesn't cooperate. No matter how hard he tortures you, he won't recognize your title of lord. That young master is honest, and he can write whatever he is asked to write."

"Hmph! When I stop the dog-headed noble's army, I have plenty of time to play with the old man, but it's useless if he doesn't admit it at that time. That young master is also my favorite, he is our cash cow."

"Yes, boss!"