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"...Anyway, this is the order you gave me, and I did it as required."

Sharf received Alger in the living room of his residence, and the freckled maid poured light-colored tea for the two of them.

The craftsman had no work today, and the sleeves of his shirt were not rolled up. He took the initiative to pick up a cup of tea and took a sip, complaining in a subtle tone:

"When I was in Intis, I generally wouldn't drink this tasteless and cheap tea."

"I didn't expect that their price would have doubled at sea. I couldn't afford to drink it anymore! I heard that after being transported to the Southern Continent and sold to the indigenous nobles who want to increase their worth, the price could be doubled again. Shipping by sea is really huge profit.

!I even want to go overseas to do business.”

Pirate Captain Alger smiled slightly:

"Risks and opportunities coexist, and at sea, the risks are often higher."

"Buy a boat and rent it to a shipping company for business. As long as the boat doesn't sink, I can make a steady profit." Sharf still refused to give up.

The cost of building a ship is high, but the soft-handed craftsman doesn't care about the private work. His improved guns are selling very well, and the dividends given to him by the military factory have reached an astonishing 10,000 pounds, and are still increasing. Come to

After the sea, Extraordinaries and pirates from all over the world also came to sell Extraordinary characteristics or buy items. As a member of the Pilgrimage Sect, and protected by a Sequence 5 strongman who was only one kilometer away from his residence, Charles

The husband had no fear for his own life. His accumulation of wealth was astonishing, enough to support this expensive endeavor.

Alger spoke in time, interrupting Sharf's good expectations for the shipping industry:

"Please show me the extraordinary object you completed."

Sharf swallowed back the words he had not spoken angrily. He reached out and took out a brown box from the secret compartment of the armrest of his sofa and put it on his lap.

Alger leaned forward a little, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the freckled maid standing next to Sharf, staring at him with bright eyes.

Bodyguards? Maybe low-sequence Beyonders, or ordinary people carrying spiritual weapons... Alger secretly guessed.

Since he has never considered murder and cheating, and has already cooperated with him two or three times, Sharf still trusts the ghost captain's trading ethics.

"This is the item created by the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Faceless Man' you brought."

Sharf opened the box and what appeared in front of Alger was a silver mask.

It seems to be made of metal, with exquisite patterns. It is a little exaggerated if you look closely, but it will definitely be liked by aristocratic ladies who like exquisite objects. The mask only covers the upper half of the face, like a prop used in masquerade parties to hide one's identity.

, which is quite consistent with the 'changing appearance' feature of the feature itself.

Alger took a few more glances at the delicate patterns and thought it was the personal hobby of the craftsman from Intis. He didn't want to touch it. After looking at it carefully for a moment, he sat upright again.

"The customer who placed the order will like it." Alger said confidently.

"Of course, of course, this item can change one's appearance and do things that are inconvenient for one's true self. Who wouldn't like it?"

Sharf closed the box and put it next to him, and joked casually: "I even couldn't help but wear it myself, and it turned the excess fat and meat into beautiful abdominal muscles."

"It's a pity that it costs a lot of money to keep it, but you can get a thousand pounds from selling it."

When Alger heard this, his eyes stayed on the other person's belly for a few seconds - maybe because the life of a rich man was so good, he felt that the craftsman was a little fatter than the last time they met.

"I'll bring the reward with me on my next visit," he said.

The generous Miss Justice spent 5,500 pounds to purchase this item, including 4,500 pounds for "The World" and 1,000 pounds for Sharf. "The World" also paid itself an agency fee.

These are the rewards that have been agreed upon, but "Justice" has also purchased other items from him at the same time, so he will settle the sacrifice together when the time comes. He cannot trouble Mr. Fool many times for these small things. Alger feels that he is very

Be measured.

Unexpectedly, Sharf said: "Hurry up, maybe I will leave Bayam in a while."

"Are you moving?"

"No... it should be a business trip." Sharf squinted his eyes and took another sip of tea. "An elder in my family asked me to go on a business trip to the Southern Continent. I don't know when I will leave, and I don't know when I will be able to leave."

return."

He didn't want to say more: "So, if you want to successfully complete this order, you'd better hurry up."

An elder... The craftsman was leaving Bayam for the Southern Continent... Alger didn't want to miss such a good processing and resale point. He immediately nodded and explained that he would bring the reward as soon as possible, and expressed his willingness to cooperate for a long time.

I hope Sharf can tell him the new address.

After looking at the goods, Alger chatted with the other party for a few words, and then thought of other things.

"Is Mr. Garland in the orphanage now?"

"He's not here right now." Sharf replied, "You have something to do with him? If it's not important, you can tell me first and I'll tell you."

Alger thought about it for a while and made a decision: "Okay."

He had already submitted the same information to the Church of Storms for the first time. Since the church did not prohibit external spreading, it would be a good thing to use this information to make extra money.

"Mr. Garland de entrusted me to investigate some matters before. He is from the Southern Continent. It is said that his family wrote to tell him that a large number of missing persons and trafficking cases occurred in the town where he lived. He was suspected to be related to a notorious human trafficker named Ba.

It’s about ethics.”

"Trading people?" Sharf asked in surprise, "Isn't the Northern Continent already discussing a slave abolition bill?"

"Intis's bill has been introduced, although it is illegal and only requires a fine. The slave trade is very rare now, and even if there are, only beautiful children are worth buying. The scene like the old nobles who went out with dozens of servants can no longer be seen.

.”

Alger nodded, and at the same time reached out to pick up the slightly cold tea and drank it in one gulp: "As you said. Without buyers, human traffickers will also reduce the frequency of trafficking, so this large-scale trafficking is very suspicious.

"

"Cult priest? Uh, I mean, the Rose School of Thought."

"The Rose School's stronghold is in the Southern Continent. They have no shortage of sacrifices. There is no need to make a profit for the slave traders."

Sharf understood: "You mean, the Northern Continent is buying slaves?"

Alger shook his head and did not elaborate, but he took out a briefing sheet folded into small pieces and handed it over.

"Please give it to Mr. Garland."

Sharf made a look, and the maid took two steps forward, took the briefing with both hands, and then returned to Sharf without saying a word.

"Then I'll take my leave."

The pirate captain put down his cup, wrapped his hair in a turban, and stood up to say goodbye.

After leaving the door, Alger stretched himself in a good mood, expecting the 70 pounds of intelligence fees to arrive.

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The passenger ship docked at a port on the colonial island, so dinner included fresh aquatic products and specialty wines.

Although it only stops for one night, there are many people who are willing to disembark and go to the port to dine. The kitchen is unique and provides private ovens and self-service fresh food. Guests in need can use another oven to experience the baking experience at a specific seat.

Dinner fun.

The outside god removed the iron pick on the oven, covered it with an iron dinner plate with raised edges, poured cooking oil on it, and pressed the cut squid onto the red-hot iron dinner plate with a spatula. The squid tentacles

It made a sizzling sound and began to shrink and curl, shrinking to one-third of its original size in the blink of an eye.

Ten minutes later, he temporarily took off the spatula, brushed a layer of the sauce he had just prepared on the front and back of the squid, and then continued to press it.

Season with coarse salt, and pat two cloves of garlic. After another ten minutes, after repeatedly brushing the sauce and adding seasonings and frying, the squid finally exudes a "qualified" aroma.

The Declined King shoveled the garlic and the fried squid into the plate, carefully cut them into finger-sized pieces with a cutlery, and used a fork to pick up a squid tentacle that exuded the alluring aroma of sauce.

He suddenly reached out his hand and picked up the plate with grilled squid. At this moment, the ship's hull shook violently.

The whole ship seemed to suddenly tilt dozens of degrees to the right. The chandelier kept shaking, and the restaurant flickered on and off. Everything on the table slid down. There were repeated screams of falling and pain in the restaurant, and the busy chef was being knocked down.

Screaming after being cut by a kitchen utensil.

The oven with the charcoal fire still lit flew out in front of him. He adjusted his wrist movements so that the plate continued to be parallel to the ground, and steadily put the squid tentacles into his mouth.

After the ship slowly reset, he also finished the barbecue, stood up, walked to the deck outside, and casually asked the crew member closest to him:

"Is there an enemy attack?"

The crew was doing evacuation work. Hearing this, he immediately answered at a very fast speed:

"There were two pirate ships, maybe they wanted to plunder this port, and they just happened to find our ship."

"Sir, we have the ability to deal with them. Please go back to your room and wait for the good news to come."

He was anxious but not flustered, and his speech was very organized. It must have been an emergency speech that the captain had prepared in advance to prevent further chaos on the passenger ship.

Wai Shen looked at the sea and saw that there were indeed two three-masted sailing ships stationed very close under the night. Although the cannons on the opposite side were ready, there were no signs of artillery bombardment on the hull. It might have been just now.

A premeditated impact deterrence.

"Can you tell their identities?" He asked.

The crew hesitated for a moment: "They are two medium-sized pirate gangs. We have sent a telegram to the nearest navy and the captain is negotiating with them. Please return to the cabin and we will lift anchor soon."

The Declined King took another look at the pirate ship dozens of meters away, then turned and walked towards the stairs to the cabin. When he passed the corner, his figure suddenly disintegrated.

…

Red skulls flying on the deck of a pirate ship.

Robbery of a passenger ship with limited armed forces and far away from the coast is a good job at sea. Not only can you get a large amount of cash and valuables, but you can also extort a huge ransom by detaining these passengers.
To be continued...