In a corner of the Amyris Leaf Bar.

Elland found a man wearing a coffee-colored jacket, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed.

“Why aren’t you drinking Lanti Proof?”

The man was in his thirties, having a rather common face. It was obvious that he had Loen blood running through his veins.

He had brown hair and eyes, with a somewhat high nose bridge. His tipsy appearance instantly vanished as his eyes turned sharp.

He swept a glance at Elland and Klein before his eyes turned turbid again. He said, sounding completely intoxicated, “I’ve already drunk. I’m drinking Zarhar to lessen the effects of the alcohol.”

Zarhar was a locally-produced malt beer. It was cheap and tasted quite good.

Elland chuckled and pointed at Klein.

“Gehrman Sparrow.”

Then, he introduced the man to Klein, “Oz Kent. You can call him Kent.

“Chat amongst yourselves. I’ll have to return to make preparations. I’ll be setting off early, tomorrow morning.”

He waved his hand and left without any hesitation.

Klein pulled over a nearby chair and sat down. He didn’t get any alcohol as he expressionlessly looked at Oz Kent.

The staring made Kent feel extremely uncomfortable as he downed a mouthful of Zarhar and said, “Find me if there’s anything in the future. You’ll be paid as long as you provide any intel of value, or if you help us do certain things.”

He wasn’t worried that the drunkards around them would hear their conversation, as many gangs and pirate crews would say the same thing. The words used to rope in informants were usually the same.

“Alright.” Klein had the strong urge to ask if he could be reimbursed for dressing up as Helene to assassinate Vice Admiral Ailment despite it being paid by Danitz.

However, it was just a thought.

Oz Kent chuckled while appearing completely drunk.

“I heard Elland mention some things about you, but I have to remind you that one shouldn’t be too crazy out at sea. You need to take note and try your best not to provoke the pirates. What I mean is to not fight them head-on. Privately providing us information would be fine. We will keep it a secret for you.”

This time, he had clearly suppressed his voice.

Seeing no response from Gehrman Sparrow, he added, “Pirates wouldn’t bother with any chivalrous code, nor will they abide by the kingdom’s laws and rules. Burp . If you have a family at different port cities or some island colony, they’d definitely be capable of attacking your family.”

silent for a second before calmly saying,

was nearly at a loss for words. All he could do was say,

heard Gehrman Sparrow reply in an

choked up. He subconsciously drank a mouthful of Zarhar beer to calm

people

“I wouldn’t

“That’s basic courtesy.”

was clearly taken aback as

realized that the man was treating pirates as

drank mouthful after mouthful of beer,

of the

Wormtongue Mithor King’s mind stirred

Strongman Ozil nodded.

new. He likely hasn’t been to the archipelago for

killed Steel Maveti and company with Blazing Danitz? Could it be the person who disguised himself as Helene to attack

a subordinate and received a

ritual to get Blue Eyes Meath to draw the unknown adventurer’s appearance. As you know, it’s different having a firm footing in Bayam’s underground world than being a

read between the lines as he

to the bottom of this matter, Captain wouldn’t be stingy with

took the portrait, spread it out, and discovered a cold-looking man with black hair and brown eyes. His face was slightly thin, and

if he’s the person who disguised himself as Helene… Mithor raised his head and said, “Find out his identity

men to do it,” Strongman Ozil said with a

the same time as they drank

a bar bouncer entered

at Wormtongue Mithor, leaned in towards his boss’s ear,

turned odd as an unconcealed

the wine glass and said after pausing, “That unknown

he?”

Ozil pointed upstairs.

“At this very bar.”

looked up at the ceiling and remained silent

up

believed that having had some interaction with the disguised Helene, he had a general understanding of the man’s abilities. He believed that no

he get himself involved. But this time, he wasn’t too convinced of Ozil’s subordinate. If

presently being punished by his captain. He had to quickly perform a deed of merit in

the outcome cannot be changed. I was fooled by that disguise and brought “her” onto the Black Death, nearly killing

have spared me. Heh, he has always been very greedy. He had long thirsted

surround and kill me. She only sent me to Bayam to investigate this matter. She’s already being forgiving enough… Compared to Qilangos, she is truly a captain worthy of being loyal to. I have to quickly provide some meritorious service and find an excuse to contact her, so as

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