"Hey! Haven't my boots been polished yet?!"
In the room, the impatient voice shouted: "Butler! Butler! Is that lazy bitch lazy? I have said it before, this kind of little gangster who looks like a beggar is just like a bitch, no You won’t understand if you use a whip.”
"Master, please don't worry, we won't be able to dock for a while."
"I don't care about these things. Get ready. I will wear the best dress when the time comes!" The irritable child burped: "Butler, get me another box of snacks. I want that." They grow lemons and honey. The food on this old boat is almost inedible, there are fish every day.”
"OK."
The housekeeper walked out of the door and closed the door softly. Then his expression changed. He kicked the young man next to him impatiently and looked at him coldly:
"Hurry up, kid. You're delaying the young master's good deeds. I want you to look good!"
"Yes, yes. Sir, please don't worry. It will be washed immediately. It will be ready immediately!"
Vito forced out a flattering smile and quickly polished his leather shoes: "Look, it's almost over."
"Be gentle! That's fine calfskin!" The butler kicked him again: "These boots are scuffed, and you won't be able to keep me company even if you work hard all your life!"
"Yes Yes!"
After the housekeeper scolded him a few more times, he left with a cold face.
Vito watched him walk away with a flattering smile. The smile on his face gradually cooled down. He stroked the bruises on his face that had not yet dissipated, and his eyes were cold.
He had been on the ship heading to the Kingdom of Burgundy for ten days. Originally, he was huddled in the warehouse below with the group of bankrupt merchants and unemployed untouchables, planning to use all his wealth to dig for gold in the new border colony of the Kingdom of Burgundy and gamble his life on wealth.
But a few days ago, he used his fist to grab an opportunity from the kid in the bottom cabin to act as a temporary servant to serve a noble young master in the first class cabin. Although the little fat man had a bad temper and the housekeeper was extremely cruel, at least he didn't have to eat, drink and eat in a pigsty-like bilge. There are also two more glasses of fresh water every day. It is better to eat the leftovers of the noble master than to drink the swill.
And... this may not be an opportunity.
"Hey, little bastard, the chance of success you mentioned is to be a lifelong slave to that little fat pig?" In the small bottle in his pocket, the rainmaker was a little irritated: "Are you still a man? Yesterday you were willing to do it Serve as a horse for that fat pig!"
"So what?" Vito asked back: "Then what do I need to do? Kill him? On this ship with no way to escape? Then be hanged on the mast? After so many days, everything you have given me is so bad. A good idea. Old ghost, you are no longer the big shot that everyone is afraid of. You are now a slave, just like me, except that I am on this boat and you are in the bottle."
"What are you planning?" the rainmaker asked.
"See how exaggerated you are, I just want to get some salary."
Vito glanced sideways at the cabin door and murmured softly: "... It's just that my salary is relatively expensive. The noble master has too much money to spend, so I guess he can afford it."
Hearing Vito's resentment, Rainmaker couldn't help but sigh: "This is how the world is. If you work hard all your life, you are not as good as those bastards born to nobles after drinking. It's a pity that you don't have the talent to be a musician, otherwise With your personality, you can definitely do better than me."
"A person with a right mind can do better than you."
Vito sneered coldly: "Is this where your vision is? Being a musician means being a master? Being a musician can make you an equal with the nobles? That's just because the nobles need to keep a biting dog... You are that kind of person A fool who doesn't know his last name after being winked at by a bitch."
The rainmaker was unusually silent and did not jump to curse, because Vito really hit his weak spot.
Before he became a black musician, he had been played like a clown by a noble lady, but he realized it too late. In order to become a musician to please the woman, he even sacrificed to the evil god.
If you take one wrong step, you will make mistakes every step of the way. He has fallen to this level now, but that woman has suddenly transformed, married into a wealthy family, and become a noble lady.
"It's better to be cruel. What are you going to do?"
His voice became vicious as the memories of the past were brought back.
"We'll be at the port in a minute." Vito flexed his fingers, remembering his work on the dock very much: "I've seen it before. The butler carried tens of thousands of francs in money orders and a lot of jewelry... We Be a big one."
"You want to kill that kid and the housekeeper?" Rainmaker became excited.
"Idiot, is the result of losing some money the same as killing a person? If you kill him, things will get bigger." Vito scolded him in a low voice: "Don't forget that there is a whole family behind him. Are you going to let Am I being hunted to the ends of the earth?"
"I think they're pretty much the same." Rainmaker sneered: "You just don't dare to kill anyone again, right?"
"..." Rarely, Vito was silent.
For the first time, Rainmaker gained the upper hand in the argument, and he laughed without provoking him any more.
"Vito! Vito! Where did you die? Come in!"
In the room, the impatient drake voice sounded again: "I want to ride a horse!"
"Okay, Master, come right away."
Vito responded with a smile, opened the door, walked into the room, and received a slap in the face.
In a luxurious room that was completely different from those in lower-class cabins, the child who looked a little fat didn't say a word, but slapped him twice in the face: "How do you do things? Why are you so slow? You all followed him. You told me not to be lazy!”
"I'm sorry, young master, it's all my clumsiness that has upset you."
Vito accompanied the smiling face, quietly looked around the room where they were alone, and suggested softly: "You have been on the ship for ten days and haven't gone out. It's very depressing to stay here. Why don't you go out for a walk and take a walk. On the deck I heard that there are many aristocratic ladies who might be able to create a good match."
"Really?" His eyes lit up when he heard the noble lady, but he quickly threw the cup in his hand against the wall in frustration: "No, I won't go out."
"Huh? Why?" Vito was stunned, worried about missing the best opportunity to make a move.
"Why are you asking so many questions! If you don't go out, you won't go out! Do you want me to reward you for your hard work to please me?" The young master rolled his eyes and glared at him: "You bastards, you don't have any good intentions when approaching us! Let me tell you, I know what you are thinking! Don’t expect me to give you anything, young master.”
"Look what you said, young master." Vito smiled apologetically. Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, he sighed in his heart: It seems that this opportunity is going to be missed.
"Master, I just went to take a look ahead. We will be arriving at the port soon!"
The butler smiled and said: "The Marquis has received the news of your return and has prepared a banquet for you to welcome you back to the family. You should be careful when the time comes and don't lose your noble demeanor."
So fast
Vito's heart tightened and he noticed a few copper wires being thrown at his feet. The butler waved his hand: "This is your wages for the past few days. You can go back."
Vito didn't bend down to pick up the money. He just touched the knife hidden in his sleeve and couldn't help but sigh softly: Does it seem like he still needs to use this
He looked at the housekeeper and the fat man, and before he decided to put that one down first, he felt a crazy shock.
In the sudden roar, the entire steel ship shook crazily. Just like hitting a rock, the huge earthquake knocked the passengers off the deck and rolled on the ground.
No, this level of shock is not a rock... Just as Vito was thinking, he heard the scream outside the door: "Someone come quickly! Put out the fire!"
"Oh no, the boiler room exploded!"
"There's a big hole in the side, seal the cabin quickly!"
During the roll, Vito fell under the bed. When he heard these words, his face suddenly turned pale: The boiler room is at the top of the lower cabin. If it exploded, the lower cabin would be in danger. If the cabin is sealed, it means that the group of people in the lower cabin have been completely abandoned! There is no place to even escape...
But before he could get up in time, the butler's expression changed, as if he suddenly understood something, and pushed the obese man towards the cabinet: "Master, you hide it first, I'll go out and check the situation..."
But before he could finish speaking, the walls of the room shattered.
Behind the twisted and torn alloy hatch, a black shadow flew into the room without moving, and pulled out a rapier out of thin air. The rapier cut through the air and screamed sharply.
That sword was as fast as lightning, piercing towards the fat man's heart!
The butler's expression changed, and he pounced on the young master, blocking the blade with his heart. Under his clothes, a complex pattern lit up out of thin air. The light of the pattern condensed the air into substance and turned into a shield.
The sword blade suddenly hit the solid air, as if it was pierced into a wall, unable to make any progress.
The black shadow drew out the sword blade, and stabbed the sword towards the shield in front of him like a rainstorm. The tip of the sword pierced the shield with spreading ripples. The butler's complexion turned pale to the naked eye, but the shield remained indestructible.
"What's going on?" Under the bed, Vito was stunned.
"Hmph, it's just a simple alchemy technique that imprints runes on the equipment. But ordinary people have to pay a price if they want to use it. The effect of the 'iron wall' consumes blood."
The rainmaker saw it clearly and sneered: "This is an assassination, boy. Obviously some people don't want to see that little fat man return to the Kingdom of Burgundy. If my guess is correct, the assassin will also spend a lot of money next." La… "
Before he finished speaking, the shadow assassin's movements suddenly stopped, and the vague stabbing sword in his hand finally revealed his form. That sword simply didn't look good. The blade was thin and narrow, and there were three lines of dense and small characters engraved on it, making people worried that it would break if it hit something.
But the assassin suddenly held his hand on the sword, and the movement spared no effort, as if he wanted to cut the entire palm of his hand. Blood red spread from his hand and quickly covered the entire sword body.
On the sword, those fine characters suddenly lit up for a low level, and the sword screamed, making a metallic roaring sound. The kind of high and low sounds that sting people's eardrums. Even the air around the assassin rippled irregularly.
"Ha, what the assassin has in his hands is a high-end product, with 'wrought iron', 'dragon strike' and 'ayahuasca' attached to it." Rainmaker suddenly raised his voice: "Cover your ears!"
Vito subconsciously did as he was told, and before he could ask why, he felt like he was being thrown into the breakwater! The endless sea tide rolled over his body, causing pain on his skin and almost breaking it. But it was not a tide, it was a huge wave formed by screaming in the air. Vito's mind went blank, and he only saw the assassin simply thrust the blade towards the shield.
Destroy everything!
The shield shattered in an instant, and the fragments smashed into the wall, creating large irregular holes.
The butler's soft armor turned into dust in an instant, and his heart was shattered into a pile of mud. Finally, the sword penetrated him and nailed the scared little fat man on the floor.
His heart was broken, the huge shock burst all the capillaries in his body, and the little fat man died in an instant.
After the assassin confirmed that he was dead, he broke through the wall again, fell into the sea, and walked away on the waves!
In the chaos on the ship, no one noticed what was happening here.
Vito was alone in the room.
Vito got up sluggishly and quickly realized what had happened.
He rushed to the butler on the ground, opened his pocket, and stuffed all the jewelry and money orders that had not turned into dust into his own pocket.
Then, he found two rings set with large gems on the dead pig. But at the end, he found a letter kept close to the body.
He hesitated for a moment, then quickly unfolded it and read ten lines at a glance. Thanks to the priest's high-pressure education, he was able to understand a little bit of French:
"Dear Don Juan, when you were just born, fate arranged for you to cruelly take me away from you. How are you living in Anglia?... Recently, I often have some minor health problems, and I miss you more and more... After seventeen years of separation, you must have grown up, right?… The person who brought this letter is my personal butler, and he will bring you back to reunite with me. But be careful not to show your face on the road, I am worried that some people will get angry because of me. Looking for trouble with you... I'm waiting to be reunited with you... "
After reading the letter, Vito fell into a long silence, as if he was petrified, motionless.
"Hey! Little bastard, what's wrong with you? Don't be in a daze!"
In his arms, Rainmaker whispered: "There must be a hidden compartment in the bedside cabinet. Nobles like this. Move quickly. If you wait for others to find out, you won't have a chance to make a move." La!"
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned:
"Hey, what are you doing!"
He saw Vito quickly take out the jewelry from his pocket, then stuff it back into the butler's body, and throw whatever couldn't be stuffed into the broken sea. Every time one was thrown, the rainmaker screamed and shouted loudly:
"Are you crazy?! Don't you want to be successful? That is the capital for your future rise!"
"No, that's not it."
Vito shook his head and stared at the young master under the butler's body. His eyes rolled with white eyes and he refused to close his eyes. But for the first time, Vito thought he was cute. Looking at him, he couldn't help but laugh:
"—This is it."
"What do you mean?"
Vito looked at the dead boy's figure, which was similar to his own, and asked: "Old ghost, do you think the name 'Don Juan' is actually quite nice?"
The rainmaker finally understood. He froze and screamed:
"You must be crazy for trying to get ahead!"
"Haha, you really know how to joke. Is there any way in the world that you can get ahead without going crazy?"
He quickly took off Don Juan's clothes, put his own ragged clothes on him, then vigorously picked up the little fat man's body and threw it into the sea.
Soon, the pouring seawater rolled his body into the hole, and the leaked fuel in the boiler room burned it beyond recognition. Vito, on the other hand, had already changed into his original set of luxurious clothes and stuffed the bottle where the rainmaker lived into his pocket.
Finally, he looked down at the hole in his chest and heart, and finally realized that he was still missing something.
Someone's voice was heard in the distance. Someone noticed the source of the loud noise and came to investigate.
“Nowadays, it seems that opportunities to get ahead are everywhere.”
Vito took out the knife he had prepared, and after touching the position of his heart, he put it on his chest and took a deep breath of cold air: "It's a pity, I have to spend some money."
Bah! The end of the knife was inserted into the knife.
Vito quickly pulled the knife out, threw it into the sea, and fell to the ground. The blood flowed out so fast that it almost hit the ceiling, leaving him in a daze. Was he betting a little too big this time
With the last of his strength, he crawled to the butler's side and covered himself with his body. In the pool of blood that gradually spread, he felt that life was passing quickly, and his will quickly became faint.
Just before he fainted, the door was slammed open.
"Oh my god, what's going on here!" the crew member screamed, rushing into the room with chaotic steps, destroying the last clue.
Someone checked the body, opened the door of the dead housekeeper, and saw the dying young man below. He reached out and felt the young man's pulse, and shouted loudly:
"Come quickly! There are still people alive! Ship's doctor! Ship's doctor!!!"
Hearing that voice, saved Vito, no, Master Don Juan smiled sweetly.
He closed his eyes in relief.
Dad, here I come.