Port, Octopus Tavern.
At this moment, the sky was already dark.
Other places have long since become silent, leaving only the sound of the waves.
However, Octopus Tavern is different.
The bright red lights illuminate the huge red wooden octopus on the signboard more conspicuously, and the noise attracts people's attention even more.
Except for some special festivals, there is no curfew in Hans Harbor.
However, most of the people maintain the routine of sunrise and sunset.
As for the tavern
Subsistence civilians don't come here.
People with a certain family property and self-identity will not come here, they prefer to go to clubs and other places.
Therefore, there is a group of people with some spare money but no higher status gathered here.
Most of them are crew members.
Some are mercenaries.
Others were pirates in the mix.
Of course, bounty hunters are indispensable.
Therefore, the tavern is full of fish and dragons, and it is not surprising to meet any kind of people.
And the people here are also used to taking care of their own affairs and not caring about other people.
Peters mixed in, very inconspicuous.
Just like his ordinary face that people can forget at a glance.
"A glass of ale and a plate of dried fish."
Peters took out 6Dell and put it on the bar.
After the bartender put the six coins into the money box, he began to pour the wine and fill the dried fish.
The ale is in a large barrel, and a glass of 2 Del.
The dried small fish is made by Octopus Tavern, and it tastes good.
On his first day at Octopus, Peters fell in love with the food.
Sitting in front of the bar, Peters took a sip of ale mixed with water, chewed the dried fish, and frowned slightly.
The crisis in Hans Harbor is much bigger than he imagined!
Not just the old rival 'Abandonment Sect'.
'Abrasion Society', 'Renaissance Society', 'Federation' all joined in.
What should Jason do
Thinking of his former employer, Peters frowned even tighter.
With Jason's personality, he certainly wouldn't leave his cousin behind.
Even if that cousin is one of the destroyers of the genre, Jason is the seed of 'Bear Tower'.
This is the torment of waiting.
Fate is playing tricks on you again.
well!
After a sigh, Peters picked up another small dried fish and put it in his mouth.
After the salty taste, it is slightly sweet fish.
Very delicious.
Peters frowned slightly.
Then, he thought of 'Renaissance Council' and 'Federation' again.
What I overheard just now made the 'Cat Cave' swordsman completely disappointed in the 'Revival Society'.
If it was just a last resort to use gunpowder, the 'Cat Cave' swordsman could still understand, after all, he was facing an enemy.
Can…
Already united with the 'enemy' now!
For profit!
Compared with Jason, who was forced to do so, it was the worst behavior.
"Hum, facing such a 'resurrection meeting', I'm afraid your heart is also full of disappointment?"
"I just hope you won't be impulsive."
"Deal with these things calmly."
"Hope we can meet again."
Silently praying for his junior brother from the bottom of his heart, the swordsman of 'Maodong' thought of a problem he was facing: the warehouse of 'Borrowing' has become the stronghold of 'Abrasion Society'.
Although there is a great possibility that it will be abandoned in the future, it is not suitable for him to 'live'.
Can I ask Jason to shelter me for a night
No room required.
Blankets and sofas in the living room are fine.
At least one tree trunk to keep out the wind would be nice too.
It just so happened that he wanted to tell Jason the news.
It's completely killing two birds with one stone.
It was those guys who had some trouble finding me after they came to Hans Harbor.
Find a job as soon as possible.
Thinking, Peters prepares to leave.
As for staying in a hotel
terribly sorry.
He has no money.
The last money in my pocket, I just bought a small fish and dried it up.
After gulping down the ale in the cup and putting the last small dried fish in the plate in his mouth, Peters stood up.
This was originally a very common action.
However, with Peters standing.
The tavern, which was noisy just a moment ago, became silent, and a needle could be heard.
Even if Peters was an idiot, he realized something was wrong at this time.
He held the dagger calmly, his eyes slightly scanning his surroundings.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, closed their mouths, and looked ahead with a slightly dull gaze. Then, like a marionette, they stood up unsteadily and surrounded Peters.
"Heir to 'Cat Hole,' Peters."
"I didn't expect to catch such a big fish."
There was a joyful voice from the crowd.
Peters can confirm that he has not heard this voice.
But Peters has some guesses about the origin of this voice.
Abrasive will!
Peters could think of nothing else but this organization.
In fact, the next moment, the other party personally confirmed Peters' guess.
"Swordsman of 'Cat Cave', how dare you spy on the two adults."
"I thought you had many accomplices."
"It turned out to be just one person..."
"Catch him for me."
As soon as the voice gave an order, everyone in the tavern rushed towards Peters like crazy.
With a vertical leap, Peters jumped onto the beam.
He scanned the chaotic crowd, trying to find the person who controlled everything.
But there are too many people.
The scene was too chaotic.
He couldn't find the target at all.
So…
It can only be evacuated first.
Thinking of this, Peters started to run on the beam, his whole body was light and dexterous, and he approached the door of the tavern with one breath.
Jumping down, Peters rushed out of the tavern.
But the moment he rushed out, a large net fell from the sky silently, enveloping him directly.
Clang!
In the night, the dagger glowed with a cold light.
A hole was cut through the net and Peters got through.
But a net suddenly rose under Peters' feet.
Caught off guard, Peters was caught in it.
At the same time, several ropes made of cowhide jumped out of the shadows, directly binding Peters tightly.
"Huh, 'Cat Cave'?"
With a mocking smile, a figure came out.
The other party looked at Peters sarcastically, and Peters looked at the other party in astonishment.
The 'Abrasive Society' hunter enjoyed the hunt.
Especially the surprised and unbelievable expression of the prey made the hunter of the "Abrasion Society" feel happy, it was the joy of experiencing "baptism".
However, after a while, the hunter of the 'Abrasion Society' realized that something was wrong.
Peters seemed to be looking over his shoulder
What can be behind
Subconsciously, the hunter of the 'Abrasion Society' turned his head.
A mask looking down on the hockey and a machete raised high were imprinted in the eyes of this 'Abrasion Society' hunter.
"wait… "
The other party was startled, and opened his mouth to shout, but the sound just came out, and the machete had already been swung down.
puff!