Lothar looked at Drizzt coldly.

"Please don't look at me like that." Drizzt put away the card. "This is just the result of what I read. You can choose not to believe it."

"Let's go." Lothar grabbed Nami's hand and was about to leave.

"Please wait!" Drizzt shouted.

Lothar stopped and looked back at him.

Drizzt had a pleasing smile on his face: "It doesn't matter if you figure out the three reds, I have other services here. Do you want to buy an amulet? A golden siren... Hey! Wait, don't go! How about five golden sirens!"

Lothar led Nami out of the slaughtering pier, and Nami said worriedly: "Mr. Lothar, why don't you go buy an amulet?"

Lothar released Nami's hand and rolled his eyes: "It's said that the guy is a liar. Your magic perception should be stronger than mine. It's impossible not to feel that the guy has no magic at all."

"Fortune-telling has nothing to do with magic. I don't think that fortune-teller is a liar." Nami said earnestly, "Mr. Lothar, let's buy an amulet, even if it's a little more expensive."

Lothar patted Nami's head in disbelief: "Don't be stupid, if that guy really had the ability to both tell fortunes and change his life, he wouldn't be making money from such a humble little stall."

"But..." Nami wanted to persuade Lothar.

"I've already been tricked by him into a golden sea monster. I can't be tricked by him again. I'm not that rich now." Lothar interrupted Nami, "Don't believe too much in the fortune-telling he gave you. Alright, let's go, I have nothing to do today, I promised Syndra to go back before dark."

Nami lowered her head and followed behind Lothar, thinking of her own in her heart: "No... Mr. Lothar is a good person, or the Tidecaller's rod guides only people, I can't let him have an accident, I have to find a way to save him ."

Nami has always been very assertive, and soon, she has her own ideas.

Unbeknownst to Lothar, he grossly underestimated the power of this seemingly well-behaved Vastaya merman girl.

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Alas, I didn't deceive any more golden sea monsters. It seems that my luck is not good today. That kid still has at least a dozen golden sea monsters in his pocket, but he is very clever, so he is not easy to cheat.

Forget it, it’s still a lot of money to get a golden sea monster. Let’s close the stall today and go buy wine and drink.

- Drizzt Fett

Chapter 339 Bounty

Bilgewater is a strange port city.

This is a disorderly city. There are no law enforcers. Almost everyone is equipped with weapons, even children.

Lothar looked up at a house on a cliff that was obviously transformed from a boat, wondering how the person who built the house sent the boat up.

"The house where the people live here is so different from the people in other places." Nami followed closely beside Lothar, which Lothar had instructed in advance, lest the two of them get separated.

Nami's eyes looked at another even more bizarre house. It was actually made with the skeleton of a giant angler fish. It was just filled with wood in the bones and it became a house. The hideous fish skull was the facade of the house. , its huge mouth is the gate.

"Although Bilgewater is a prosperous port, there are still many poor people, and the money MTAyMzA1 has fallen into the hands of big people." Lothar grabbed Nami's hand and kicked a short man who wanted to pickpocket him away. Nami said what he saw in Swain's notebook, "Those poor people have no money to buy expensive building materials, so many people use local materials to make nests of hulks or sea beast bones that others don't want."

"It looks like it's very hard, why don't those big people give them the money?" Nami asked suspiciously, "Is this a human custom?"

"Do you all give money to other people?"

"We don't have such a thing as money," Nami said. "The word money was only learned after I went ashore."

"Then there is always something in exchange."

"The sea has given us everything we need, except for the moonstone, we don't need to exchange anything else."

"It's no wonder that mermen can escape and live alone." Lothar was a little envious of Nami. If he was a merman when he was a child, his life would have been much easier.

"Mr. Lothar, where are we going next?" Nami's eyes swept across the various steaming delicacies at the roadside stalls, her eyes were dazzled by the colorful, "Tidal, are these food? Corals are even more colorful.”

"Do you want something to eat?" Lothar asked.

"Can you? Mr. Lothar, aren't you very short of money?"

"How much does it cost to buy some food? Besides, I'm also hungry. Let's take a look and help Syndra bring back some of her favorite food, or she will be angry again tonight." Lothar smelled this street long ago. All kinds of rich aromas came from, so I turned here on purpose, "Well... raw food Syndra probably doesn't want to eat, let's see cooked food."

"Cooked Food" Nami looked at the boiling soup bubbling in the pot with some fear, and the iron plate sizzling with oil, and hid nervously behind Lothar.

"By the way, you are a merman, and you can't eat cooked food at the bottom of the sea." Losar bought two skewers of grilled squid and twice the orange juice with a copper herring. It's blue, and it's very big, one is actually thicker than Lothar's arm, and the suction cup on it is as big as a coin.

Nami nervously held onto the skewer that Lothar gave her, the heat from the squid's whiskers made her a little bit at a loss.

Losa took a bite, and the taste was unexpectedly good. The squid whiskers were very fresh, sweet and chewy: "Eat it, it's delicious, it's not too hot."

Nami looked left and right, and after making sure no one was looking at her, she turned her face towards Lothar, and carefully took off a little bit of the mask, exposing her small mouth, and blowing at the squid whiskers.

"She still listens to me very much. She knows to be careful not to be seen by others." Lothar found that she began to like this mermaid girl a little, at least she won't cause trouble for herself.

"Hot!" Nami's lips were just glued to the squid whiskers and she left quickly. She covered her mouth and looked at Lothar with teary eyes.

"Is it hot?" Lothar took a bite of the squid skewer in Nami's hand, and said strangely, "It's not hot."

"Obviously it's hot!" Nami insisted.

Lothar thought for a while and said, "It may be because you are a merman. You have never eaten cooked food, and you are a little afraid of being hot. It's fine. If you feel hot, just wait for it to cool for a while before eating it."

Lothar continued to walk Nami on the streets of Bilgewater, a city so filthy that you could see pedestrians throwing up or beating each other on the street, scantily clad prostitutes and shemales smoking in the streets Heavy tobacco. There are even many vastayas, mostly toadmen, lizardmen and the like.

Lothar felt that this place was two extremes compared to Ionia. Most of the inhabitants of Ionia were few-hearted. Apart from the Navori Brotherhood, Lothar had not seen many Ionians who would Foul-mouthed like a Bilgewater resident and covered in filth.

Lothar also noticed a situation - gangs.

Bilgewater is an impossible place, controlled by gangs of all sizes. Gang members are easy to recognize, because most of them have their own gang logos, tattoos or hats. Just walking down the street, Lothar has seen more than a dozen different gang logos.

But the sign that Lothar sees the most is an iron hook.

The Hook Gang, [Pirate King] Planck's minions, the most powerful gang in Bilgewater.

According to Swain's notes, the Hook Gang's power is completely unmatched by any other gang. The Hook Gang controls the tax revenue of all ports in Bilgewater, and more than 80% of the taverns, brothels and casinos charge more than 60%. For the protection fee of the shop, other gangs can only divide up the rest of the Iron Hook Gang to eat.

The fact that Lothar observed is also true. People from other gangs basically take the initiative to detour when they see the Hook Gang, and it seems that they do not want to provoke them.

"It seems that the iron hook gang is really difficult to deal with. I don't know if there are powerful warriors or mages in the iron hook gang, so keep a distance from them." Lothar didn't want to make extra troubles, he bent like a intestine in Bilgewater. After walking through the chaotic and complicated neighborhoods, I finally found my destination.

Bounty.

If the entire Bilgewater is an industry controlled by major gangs, then the bounty office is a place where all gangs will not get involved.

In other words, this place was built with funds from various gangs.

It has only two functions, posting a bounty and receiving a bounty.

Bilgewater is a place of feud every day, and conflicts happen all the time, and without a way to fill the gaps in the law, Bilgewater's lawless place will soon fall apart.

So, the Bounty was born.

Anyone can post a bounty anonymously here, on anyone's head, as long as you can afford it.

Likewise, anyone can claim a bounty to complete, and as long as you bring the goal back, you'll get the money.

The profession of bounty hunters also came into being. They specialize in accepting bounties to make money. The influence of powerful bounty hunters in Bilgewater is no less than that of gang bosses or fleet captains.

Lothar just wanted to make money by accepting bounties.

This method is very fast, as long as you complete the task, you can get money, and the bounty hunter can also accept the task anonymously, so you don’t have to worry too much about being missed.

Lothar didn't plan to accept the bounty today, and he didn't hide his true face today, he just came to the bounty office to take a look in advance.

Lothar looked at the huge bounty notice tower in front of him, with thousands of bounty orders posted, arranged from top to bottom according to the amount of the bounty. The way to receive it is also very simple. You can just tear it off. When you receive the reward, you can bring the target object and the reward order. This is to prevent multiple bounty hunters from receiving the same reward at the same time.

There are all kinds of bounties on the notice board, most of them are asking for human life, but there are also bounties such as seeking treasures.

The largest of them was a reward, hanging high at the top of the notice tower, with a portrait of a fierce-looking man on it.

[King of Pirates] Planck, offering a reward of one million gold sirens.

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Lao Tzu knows that you all want Lao Tzu's life, but you don't say it, but in your heart you can't wait to throw Lao Tzu to feed the skinned eel.

But Lao Tzu is stronger than you, much stronger than you, so strong that it makes you despair, so strong that you covet what Lao Tzu has in your hands and you will go crazy, still dare not resist Lao Tzu.

I hate hypocrisy the most, so I give you a chance, this reward order is issued by me, one million gold sea monsters, let's see if you can save it and let people cut it Father's head! Hahahahahaha!

- Planck

Chapter three hundred and fortieth women who bring trouble

Nami finally waited until the temperature of the squid whiskers became acceptable to her, and she began to enjoy it. The taste of cooked food that she had never tasted made her fall into a daze, and she quickly cleaned up a whole squid whisker, and she was still not satisfied. Licking his lips.

Lothar looked at the very old Planck reward order on the reward notice tower: "The rumor is true, that [Pirate King] really issued a reward order to himself, his temper is really crazy, but it is estimated that Only such a person can **** a battleship from Swain."

Lothar shook his head, a million golden sirens sounded very tempting, but he doubted that he would not be able to make up so much money by emptying the entire bounty, and the weight of one million golden sirens was estimated to be enough The ship was overwhelmed, and Lothar had no use for all that money, and he wouldn't live in Bilgewater all the time.

Lothar glanced down, and the second highest reward order was also very strange. The portrait was too simple, and only a few strokes were used to draw a bald man with a mask and a dagger in his hand.

[Blood Harbor Ghost Shadow], offering a reward of 8,000 gold sirens.

"Don't you have a name? Eight thousand pieces... that's a lot..." Lothar remembered that when he passed the MTAyMzA1 dock, he clearly saw that the price of a three-masted sailboat was only six hundred gold sirens. One person's bounty is enough to buy more than ten barques.

Losar thought for a while, but still didn't plan to accept the reward. The 18,000th Golden Kraken shows that the reward is not easy and the difficulty may be very high. The information on the second reward order is too little, the name is not there, and the portrait is very scribbled. It is estimated that it will take a lot of time to find this [Blood Harbor Ghost Shadow].

Lothar looked down again, and there was no bounty under [Blood Harbor Ghost] that had a bounty of more than 1,000 Golden Siren, but Lothar felt that it was enough, he just wanted to change a better one. , and recruiting a few more crew members, Lothar felt that it was more than enough to complete three or four bounties.

"Okay, let's go back and come again tomorrow." Rosa said to Nami.

"Is this going back?" Nami hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Lothar noticed Nami's strangeness.

Nami looked at Lothar embarrassedly: "That... Mr. Lothar... I also want to eat some cooked food..."

Lothar smiled: "Okay, it just so happens that I have to bring food back to Syndra, let's go to that street to buy some."

"Really! Great!" Nami was so happy that her tail almost came out of her cloak.

Lothar looked at Nami with a smile, and said to herself, "Whoever said that women would definitely cause me trouble, there are still well-behaved girls like Nami. That fortune-telling is indeed a lie."

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"Captain." Dubin walked into the captain's room, but a dark muzzle was waiting for him.

"This is the second time, Doberman, I said, you want to call me [Miss Fortune]." Miss Fortune sat on her favorite leather sofa, her slender legs wrapped in leather trousers folded on the precious On the mahogany table, he pointed a gun at Doberman in one hand, and held a string of agate necklaces in the other, "If it weren't for the fact that you were my second officer's brother-in-law, killing you would make my second officer cry when he came home. I've just shot."

Doubin's head fell into a big cold sweat: "Yes... I'm sorry [Miss Fortune], little... Little knows it's wrong."

"It's not an example." Miss Fortune put down the musket and looked at the onyx necklace carefully, "Speak up if you have something to say, or get out of here for me."

"Yes..." Dubin's eyes swept over Miss Fortune's towering chest uncontrollably, and the half of the white and smooth **** exposed on the exposed corset made Dubin a little lost.

Doberman stared blankly at the extremely white and tender skin. Unlike the prostitutes in the brothel who were covered in prickly heat and ecchymosis, Miss Fortune's skin was as good as white porcelain imported from Ionia. I don't know how she takes care of her skin in the same environment.

Seeing that Miss Fortune cast a cold look at him, Dubin hurriedly lowered his head.

Doberman knew that Miss Fortune didn't mind men coveting her body. In fact, she was dressed so provocatively to attract men, with a small corset and tight leather pants, long fiery red hair and a tender white body. Almost the entire Bilgewater man's dream.

But so far, no one has chased this dream.

Dubin knew that if he didn't talk about his business, he might have his eyes gouged out, and he would no longer be able to appreciate Miss Fortune's cleavage and red lips, which would be a big loss: "Miss Fortune, the Seagull is back in port today. ."

"The Seagull, the old tooth-marked ship, didn't that guy die all day long in search of his treasure? Why did he come back so soon, wouldn't the crew die?" Miss Fortune laughed.

"Old Teeth hasn't come back, his boat is now being held by someone else."

Miss Fortune threw the onyx necklace aside, frowning slightly: "Is the boat sold or robbed?"

"I don't know, but I didn't see anyone I know disembark, just a young Ionian man with a masked man."

"That's none of my business, and the old teeth marks are not under my control." Miss Fortune said.

Dubin took out a golden siren from his arms: "This is the custody fee that the young man gave me."

"A Golden Siren" Miss Fortune finally began to have a little interest on her face, "He's quite generous."

"It's not the strangest thing." Dubin put the Golden Kraken on Miss Fortune's table. "The strangest thing is that I helped him watch the boat for a long time, and they didn't see a third person on the boat until they came back."

"Will they all stay in the cabin and not come out?"

"Don't you know about those sailors? After so many days at sea, who didn't go to the brothel to vent the fire like a mad dog on the shore, how could he stay on the boat honestly."

Miss Fortune touched her fiery red hair: "That's strange, how can two people drive a brig?"

"I think it's strange too, so I asked you to report."

"Did you get on his boat to see?"

"No, this breaks the rules."

"Good job, don't scare the snake." Miss Fortune pinned a pair of wide-mouthed muskets to her waist, and stood up with her hands on her exposed waist. "You hold this golden siren, you don't need to hand it in."

"Thank you, Miss Fortune!" Dubin was overjoyed. At the same time, he looked at the bottomless ravine on Miss Fortune's chest and swallowed, and decided to go to the brothel in a while.

Miss Fortune walked out of the captain's room and looked at the full moon hanging high in the sky in the dark night: "Which area is that ship in?"