Black sails

Chapter 10 Ⅹ. Prostitute

In Linden City.

Due to his wild whoring and gambling, Micah squandered all his money until he had very little left.

There are two types of brothels in Linden City. One is a mid-to-high-end place with a lord's cover. The supporting facilities are also complete with singing and dancing performances and good wine and food. There is another thing. The Principality of Bema is in a state of depression now. It is a cellar set up by ruffians, so let’s not mention it.

Micah didn't have the money to go to the first place, but he also couldn't afford the second place.

And he has rich experience. In this current situation, there are too many prostitutes. If someone sells flowers at a high price of thirty copper coins on the street, it is almost likely that they are the pimps.

"Aren't you there yet?"

An old woman led Micah to turn left and right in the dilapidated area crowded with buildings outside Linden City. Micah was already a little impatient, and light rain began to fall in the sky.

"Soon."

Finally, the old woman led Micah into a dark alley, turned into a corridor, stepped onto the narrow, creaking shabby stairs, and arrived at the second floor.

The old woman knocked on the door three times, and then the sound of footsteps came from inside. The door was only opened a small crack, and it was tied with a rusty door chain. It was discovered that the people coming were the old woman and a man.

The woman inside said nothing, untied the chain, and opened the door.

Micah looked up and down. He was about thirty years old, with fairly delicate features. Except for being a little thin, he was still working. His hair was brown, which he liked, and he was only wearing pajamas.

After paying the old woman five copper coins, Micah entered the door.

Unexpectedly, there was a man sitting on the ground smoking a cigarette in the room. Micah originally thought that this was an excuse, so he put his hand on the hatchet on his waist and prepared to chop someone, but when he took a closer look, he saw that one of the man's sleeves was empty and one was missing. arm.

Seeing someone coming in, the man hesitated for a moment, then he wisely picked up his crutch and left the room awkwardly, closing the door behind him.

This is just a small room with no bathroom or kitchen. There is only a bed in an area of ​​about ten square meters. The walls are not soundproof at all. You can guess that it is a rental cabin with a large transparent room separated by wooden boards.

Only Micah and the woman were left in the room, and the lighting provided by the oil lamp was not bright.

Micah sat on the bed and took off his hat with a wide brim. He had a few centimeters of beard, and his curly hair had grown white strands. His nose was high, his eye sockets were sunken, and his gray-blue eyes wandered around the woman.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

"No need." It's not that Micah is discriminatory, but it's just that if the last customer was like that, there is still some taboo, "Who is that man?"

"That's my husband. I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Micah was silent for a while.

"You're quite pretty, that's impossible."

Micah knew very well that in this business, no matter whether it was important or unimportant matters, there was no telling the truth. That person had one hand and was considered a complete loser in this area. If no one took care of him, he would die on the streets in a short time.

"Really, don't look at it like this. He used to be majestic in the past. He was a navy, but he lost one of his hands to pirates. Now he's a little awkward walking, so I have to take care of him."

The woman said it as if she was talking about something ordinary. She had already unbuttoned her top and was completely exposed. Under the flickering fuel lamp, she was already a little charming.

Micah was silent for a moment.

"I suddenly remembered something urgent."

Micah put on his hat and left thirty copper coins for prostitution on the bed. Before the woman could speak, he had already opened the door and walked out.

The disabled man was sitting and smoking on the staircase corridor. The figure without an arm in the dark corridor was as thin as a life-threatening ghost. He was a little surprised to see Micah coming out so quickly.

But Micah didn't dare to meet his eyes and quickly left the building as if running away.

More than an hour later.

Micah returned to the boat and saw that there was no one on the deck, and there was light coming from the navigation room window at the bow and stern of the sailboat, so he knew that there was a meeting.

He opened the door and glanced around. There were many people there, but no one noticed him.

Because Ren was talking about what happened during the day, it would be a pity not to talk about it with his eloquence. Everyone was listening attentively.

"I almost fucking died at that time, I wiped it,

The swordsman still had a few moments before a sword came from the west. A flying fairy from the sky was as fast as thunder and as mad as yellow sand. In just a flash, it covered the sky and covered the earth with a cold light.

My mind was greatly shaken, and I immediately activated the method of his transformation into freedom. He transformed into freedom, and he transformed into eternity. In an instant, he showed his divine power. This is an invincible method, the pinnacle of immortals, proud of the world. As long as I have my grace, there will be heaven. "

Ren was holding a piece of paper-rolled tobacco leaves in his mouth, and he was talking with great joy. However, the hair on his body was greasy and knotted because it had not been washed for a long time, and there was still a smell.

But everyone on the ship knew that his Free Transformation Technique was a peerless imperial technique that Li Site boasted he had practiced. The name sounded awesome, but he had never used it in battles. He still had to rely on him eighty, eighty. The sledgehammer, and the evil instrument that lives in his left hand.

"Can you be more serious?"

Xia Di was unable to complain.

Micah saw that there were still a few people missing. The captain, first mate, and the new tiger man were not here. They should be discussing things elsewhere.

Renn continued to blow his pussy.

"Anyway, the man knew that he was dead, so he quickly called for his companions, and Oaks came with two corpses. If his companions survived, they had to write a tragic word on his legs. He immediately lost all hope, and I took advantage of his trance. , ripped off his arm with a click, completely crippling him.

Oaks was about to ask him something, but this guy... was still a bit masculine, extremely tough-talking, and had no intention of being submissive.

As a result, my heart feels cold, my heart is soaring, and I feel confused about life and death. "

Ren took a puff of his cigarette and added the modal particle with a playful smile: "I'll wipe it."

The low-level demon Heywood, as the model toolman on the ship, had already packed up all the stolen goods, leaving only distribution.

The rules on the ship are very simple. If the total income is less than 300 gold dragons, 50% will be used as public funds, and the remaining 50% will be divided equally. If the income exceeds 300 gold dragons, 200 gold dragons will be used as public funds, and the remaining 50% will be divided equally. Public funds cover everything from food, groceries, sailors' wages to hull maintenance, allowing a pirate ship to operate normally. All other additional procurement matters or recruitment of additional personnel, any additional expenditures, if more money than the public funds are spent, need to be voted by the crew, Li Site counts two votes, and the others count one vote.

The ledger is with Fen and can be questioned at any time.

At this time, Morrison glanced at the door. Micah was standing there and refused to come in. He didn't know why he was so nervous.

"The ship's doctor, who is highly respected and clean, is back."

Morrison was always scraping the flying knife with a whetstone, and he always spoke with a smile.

Micah laughed twice and found a seat to sit down.

The table was already filled with hard dishes. Apparently Archer, the cook on the ship, knew that there was a banquet that night, so he killed a sheep in the sheep pen in the cabin and prepared a whole sheep feast in advance, as well as dried meat and some dipping sauces. There is no vegetarian food at all, and the most indispensable thing on the ship is wine. Even if Archer drinks non-stop all day long, he will soon be out of stock.

At this table, the lower-ranking nobles might not be able to have a meal for a month. It is not unluxurious.

Archer is always unconscious. Four words can sum up this person's life: cooking, killing, drinking, and sleeping. It's over, simple and unpretentious. Now he is almost at the stage of sleeping.

Micah was good at observing words and expressions. Although it was a spoils party, there were a few people who looked strange. Oaks, Renne, Shady, and Wollman all had serious eyes, obviously they were hiding something.

"How about it?"

Wollman asked Micah thoughtfully and closed the "Travels of Arkania" in his hand.

"How about what?"

Micah didn't know why.

"Of course she's a bitch, what kind of thing is she? Isn't she good enough?"

Wolman teased.

"What's the point? It's just that kind of thing."

Micah yelled haha.

Oakes' tone suddenly became solemn, and the huge sword stood on one side. He suddenly said to Micah: "I don't know what will happen in a while, but you should know which side to stand on."

Oakes thought it was time to put Swann's matter on the table. He refused to accept the letter of surrender and gave Fen two months of face. Now that a big deal was completed, there must be an explanation. Now Li Site and Fen still have to deal with it. Since Swann is not here, he must be talking about things to do later.

Everyone in the room looked gloomy.

In addition to the drunken Archer, there is Morrison.

Micah was on pins and needles all of a sudden. Oakes could be said to be one of the few reliable people on the ship. He told the truth and didn't make bad jokes. I had never seen him make jokes.

"What's the matter? Does it matter?"

Micah is considered a veteran on the ship and has only seen this kind of atmosphere three or four times.

"Maybe... someone will die."

Oakes' tone was too serious to leave any room for doubt.

And in this room, the only one who can speak effectively now is Morrison.

"Don't be so nervous. Li Site is a smart person and has a higher chance of opening the champagne."

Morrison glanced at Oakes, so serious people should not become pirates. They are suspicious all day long and lick blood from the edge of their swords. It is too tiring.

"I hope so."

Wolman was noncommittal.

at this time.

Li Site pushed open the door and entered with an unusually serious expression.