After half a month.

　　 After passing through the Storm Sea, the Scarlet Pearl finally stopped on the main island of the Storm Islands, which is the island where the Port of Marlow is located.

　　 Sparrow and others, because there are many enemies at sea, they still haven't docked on the big pier in the eye-catching city.

　　 found a more secluded beach on the shore, and put Donn down directly.

　　 When we parted, all the pirates were very disappointed.

　　 In other words, I feel very upset about not being able to eat Don's dishes.

　　 But for Dorn, from a utilitarian point of view, Sparrow and his party are currently unable to produce much cooking power...

　　 "Goodbye by chance, everyone." Dorn said goodbye to the crew on the boat on the shore.

　　 Then watched the Scarlet Pearl move further and further away in the line of sight, until it finally turned into a small black spot on the vast sea, disappearing between the sea level and the skyline, and can no longer be seen.

　　 The ending of each journey is always different.

　　 After cleaning up briefly, Dorn planned to go to Marlow for a formal event.

　　 "First of all, go find Adele and Kloss if they are still here. I remember they mentioned earlier that if you want to find them here, you have to go to a tavern called."

　　...

　　 Port Marlow.

　　 The pirate’s paradise.

　　 In the bustling central street here, you can see pirates drunk and unattended on the side of the street, and women with heavy makeup standing on the joints and posing.

　　Dorn walked through the streets and tried several times to ask for directions at the cost of a few coppers. Finally, he found his target in an alley where the smell of alcohol was mixed with urine.

　　 Pub.

　　 It's noon now, and there are quite a few alcoholics dressed as pirates in a small tavern with a small visual area.

　　 At any time, Marlowe’s pubs, casinos, and brothels will not lack guests.

　　Because there will always be pirate ships coming back from the sea, and there will always be pirates still alive on the pirate ships that can come back.

　　 After docking in Marlowe, most of these living pirates will stay in the above-mentioned three "unhealthy service industry" places through the time of repair.

　　Dorn walked into the bar, glanced around at the small shop decorations and a group of vicious looking alcoholics, and then calmly sat down in front of the counter.

　　 "Boss, let's have a glass of rye." Dorn said.

　　 The owner of the tavern is a middle-aged man, slightly fat, with a rare azure hair, and his eyes are also blue.

　　 "Hey, look. A beautiful young gentleman in a well-dressed dress walked into a dangerous bar." The blue-haired boss didn't serve Dorn directly, but first made a joke like this.

　　 Along with the boss’ laughter, the alcoholic people around also laughed drunkly.

　　 Many people's smiles are not kind.

　　 Doen grinned in cooperation with them, and lightly patted his right hand on a chair where no one was sitting beside him.

　　 A slight amount of blue consumption.

　　【Flame Technique】Activated.

　　 The fire control skills that have reached the full level, coupled with the passiveness of [Fire Attribute Affinity], made this simple high-legged wooden chair burn silently.

　　 Besides, this flame is very strange.

　　 is very hot and exuberant, but it is only attached to the wooden chair, without a trace of expansion on the side of the image.

　　 Almost instantly, the chair was burnt into black ashes.

　　 The sudden change caused the drinkers who were in a state of being ridiculed to stop in time, and many people were even half awake by drinking.

　　 They began to look at the strange young man who broke into the tavern with vigilant eyes.

　　 "I don't like the look of this chair very much. How much is it worth? It will be counted in my wine money for a while." Donn still kept smiling, his tone of voice did not fluctuate much, and he appeared gentle.

　　The blue-haired tavernkeeper twitched his eyes a few times, and at the same time pouring out an ale skillfully, and pushing it in front of Don:

　　 "Perhaps this place is not that dangerous for you, an excellent mage. The ale you want, this glass is my request, to make amends for my eyesight."

　　 The survival rule of the tavernkeeper: You can tease the weak unscrupulously, but don't touch the mold of the strong.

　　The color of the ale poured by the fat boss is very clear. Judging by the [intuitiveness of the ingredients], the wine is fine and the taste is good.

　　 It seems that the owner specially poured the best quality wine in the shop.

　　 Don shrugged without a lot of thought, raised the glass, took a big sip, and then kept sitting idle.

　　 Looking at this young man, who may be a powerful wizard, without any further dangerous actions, the pirates in the tavern slowly recovered to a more relaxed state at the beginning.

　　 No one dared to provoke Donn anymore, they just sat in twos and threes at their respective wine tables, continuing to spit out alcohol, continuing the interrupted drinking talk—

　　 "Hey, did you hear that. Old Jon bought a few murloc gill scales, and he used these materials to create a few new murloc cuff nails."

"It's the one that allows you to breathe freely in the water after you put it on? I want to buy one, too. If this is the case, next time my captain threatens to throw me off the boat, I don't have to be afraid. ."

　　 "Hehe, wait until you can afford it. You are a guy who runs back and forth in pubs, brothels, and casinos when you get off the boat."

　　"..."

"You know? I went there last night, and I wanted to play with Miss Flynn, who is the best at her mouth. But the people over there told me that she was dead. She was blind with such a good tongue. "

　　 "Dead? How did you die? I looked for her before going to sea two months ago, isn't it good?"

　　 "Suicide, hang himself. It is said that he died for his dead lover."

　　 "Hey... stupid woman."

　　"..."

This is the case in a tavern where fish and dragons are mixed. As long as you order a glass of wine and sit down for a while, you will always hear some local or true or rumored information and rumors.

　　 However, Dorn listened for a while, but he didn't hear anything particularly worthy of his attention.

　　 After finishing the apocalyptic ale, he waved his hand to the other side of the counter.

　　 The blue-haired boss took a careful look at him, and quickly approached: "What else to drink, sir?"

　　 "Don't drink it now, I want to ask you about someone." Don's finger knuckle tapped the counter table.

"If you want to find someone, then you have come to the right place. In Marlowe, there are no people I can't find in Argo. However, under normal circumstances, there is a charge for providing this information." Lan Fa's boss honestly Smile:

　　 "But if it's you, sir, you can ask me a question for free first, and make sure you know everything."