Chapter 519: Questioning Method Lumian turned his head and looked at the teasing man: "Doesn't every adventurer who comes to the sea want to repeat the great deeds of Gehrman Sparrow?" The joking adventurer was not too old, probably in his twenties, with slightly curly brown hair, standard Intis blue eyes, a thin face, and a beard that was deliberately not shaved clean but trimmed neatly. In terms of details, he had the exquisiteness of the Trier middle class. He was wearing a thin blue coat, white trousers and brown boots, with a large-caliber revolver and a seemingly exquisite rapier hanging on his waist, one on each side. The adventurer was stunned by Lumian's question and his lofty ambitions. After a few seconds, he said with a smile: "German Sparrow has never hunted any pirate king." "Isn't it rumored that Barros Hopkins, the 'King of the Black Seat' who was one of the original Four Kings of the Sea and later mysteriously disappeared, was actually killed by German Sparrow?" Although the "Great Adventurer" series has not yet written about this part, Lumian has read many newspapers and magazines that record stories at sea. "It's not certain yet." The adventurer argued, "It will be true only after the novel series "The Great Adventurer" is written. It is said that Fors Wall was hired by the Church of Fools to spread the deeds of Gehrman Sparrow." Just as I guessed, the great writer Fors Wall was protected by Mr. Fool's church, so he could write about the privacy of the great pirates without any scruples... Lumian asked with interest: "So, what happened between Gehrman Sparrow and the former 'Vice Admiral of Disease', now the 'Queen of Disease', is true?" "I think it's true. At least the 'Queen of Disease' has never publicly denied it." The adventurer was also very interested in this topic. After this exchange, he began to look at Lumian with a more pleasant attitude, and asked with a smile:
“What’s your name? "After I know your name, when you have established a great career like Gehrman Sparrow, I can brag to other adventurers that I knew you before you became famous." The latter sentence is a good-natured joke. "Louis Berry." Lumian gave a fake name. "What about you? Perhaps you can become a great adventurer like Gehrman Sparrow." "Bartner Conte." The adventurer with a large-caliber revolver and an exquisite rapier laughed and said, "I don't expect to be like Gehrman Sparrow. I don't expect to become like 'Flame' Danitz or Anderson, the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea. I will be satisfied." He is quite ambitious... He doesn't look like an adventurer who just arrived at the sea... After going through a lot of things, he still thinks he has the hope of becoming a strong man like "Flame" Danitz, which shows that he has great confidence in his own strength... Is he also a Beyonder? Lumian made a quick guess with the attitude of a "conspirator". He pressed the golden straw hat on his head and said to Batner Conte with a smile: "Want a drink? I'll buy you one." He entered the capital of the Misty Sea Islands, the Port of Farin on Saintik Island. In addition to wanting to learn more about pirate intelligence, he also planned to try to collect the remaining auxiliary materials for the "Harvester" potion. This requires contact with Beyonders and local intelligence dealers. As his mind raced, the reward offered by the Magician flashed through Lumian's mind: "'Reaper' potion recipe: “Sequence: 5; “Main materials: front paws of the gray demon wolf, tongue of the jungle hunter; “Supplementary materials: 80 ml of gray wolf blood, two fangs of the jungle hunter, 10 drops of colorful bearded horned lizard venom, 10 drops of hornbeam essential oil; "Ritual: Plan a conspiracy, capture a target who is higher in sequence than you, show off the complete conspiracy in front of him, and take the potion in his terrified and annoyed eyes. "Note 1: The more targets captured alive, the higher the sequence, and the better the effect of the ritual; the more terrified, regretful, and angry the target is, the better the effect of the ritual. "Note 2: The two main materials can be directly replaced by Gardner Martin's Beyonder characteristics. The blood of the Gray Demon Wolf and the fangs of the Jungle Hunter can also be replaced by Gardner Martin's blood and two teeth." In other words, what Lumian lacks now is only the venom of the colorful bearded horned lizard, which seems to come from a special creature. Carpinus essential oil is a relatively common material that many occult enthusiasts have. Lumian had already obtained it before leaving Trier. "Okay." Bartner Conte did not refuse Lumian's invitation. The two walked towards the street on one side of the square, where there was an open-air market: Various fruits were piled on the roadside, interspersed with stalls selling gold leaf straw hats, cane sugar, scones, barbecue, local tobacco, and fried banana chips. Many brown-skinned islanders and foreign sailors, travelers, and adventurers were sitting on simple stools, surrounding the barbecue stalls, drinking and laughing loudly.
Two nearby bars also opened their doors and placed round tables on the roadside for passers-by to sit down and drink. Bartner glanced around and reminded Lumian: “It seems like this is your first time in the Islands. Remember, never trust the people of the Islands. "Although these islanders are very respectful and docile when facing us, all they think about is how to cheat money from us and how to sell us for a good price. If you don't have the strength and wisdom to overwhelm them, they will definitely turn their evil thoughts into real actions." Lumian turned his head, glanced at Bartner, and said with a chuckle: "Were you cheated by them when you first came here?" Butner was silent for a moment and did not answer. Lumian didn't ask any further questions. He spent two ricks to buy a small bag of freshly fried banana chips. They were crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, and sweet and delicious. As he chewed, Butner muttered: “It’s a favorite snack for kids and women.” What kind of banana chips does a grown man who aspires to recreate the great deeds of Herman Sparrow eat? Technically, I am still a minor... Lumian did not discuss this issue. He asked Batner while walking through the open-air market: "Will there be pirates entering Farin Harbor in disguise?" "Yes, a lot." Butner answered without hesitation, "but you'd better not hunt them here." “Why?” Lumian raised his eyebrows. “It would be more convenient to collect bounties when hunting here.” Butner laughed and lowered his voice: “The Farin Port authorities tacitly allow pirates to come here to sell their looted goods and buy corresponding supplies and consumer goods. “Pirate trade is one of the economic pillars of Farin Port. Countless people have become rich because of it, including the governor, the commander of the local fleet, and the chief of the garrison. "As long as the pirates don't take the initiative to cause trouble, you hunting them in Farin will be provoking those bigwigs and the local order. When the time comes, both you and the pirates will be arrested by the authorities, and the latter will have a chance to 'escape'." "Does Trier have any objection to this?" Lumian asked with a smile. Outside of Trier, people often refer to the government of Innis as Trier. "Who knows? Maybe those who know about the pirate trade situation have made a fortune, and those who don't know won't have a chance to find out." Bartner chuckled, "Anyway, the pirates in Farin Port are very relaxed and don't want to cause trouble." "I see..." Lumian thought for a moment and said, "If the pirates attack me, do I have the right to self-defense?" "Yes, but why would they attack you?" Butner probably guessed that this guy wanted to provoke the pirates. "Maybe they think I'm easy to bully?" Lumian answered as he and Bartner Conte turned into the bar next door. They did not choose the seats outside on the street, but went inside the bar. It was equally lively here, because there was a mixed-race girl dancing hotly on the wooden stage in the center of the hall. Not only did she lift her legs high from time to time, but she also followed the rhythm, slowly taking off her coat and various coverings, revealing large areas of healthy skin and soft curves. When she put her hand on her underwear, the onlookers whistled or cheered loudly, and the atmosphere reached its peak. "How about it? In some places, is Farin more open than Trier? Not only can you see it, but you can also take it away by paying some money." Butner introduced with a smile. Lumian raised his right hand and said: "This only means that Farin is far enough away from the headquarters of the two major churches and from Trier Boulevard."
"What do you mean?" Butner didn't react for a moment. "Too far from justice, and not bound by the law!" Lumian answered in the tone of a fanatical believer of the Eternal Sun. Seeing that Bartner's expression froze instantly, Lumian smiled again: "You must be kidding. Who would care about the law when they go out to sea as adventurers? They would only care about the guns that enforce the law!" "I thought you would purify this place on behalf of the gods in the next second." Batner breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a joke. After they sat down, they both ordered the most famous sweet wine "Kin Som" in the Misty Sea Islands. At eight ricks a glass, it's much cheaper than Triller. While sipping the golden liquor with a sweet caramel aftertaste, Lumian took the initiative to talk to Butner and the bartender about Gehrman Sparrow, acting like a fanatical follower. After exchanging some words and drinking some "Golden Som", Lumian stood up and walked towards the central wooden platform where a stripper had been replaced. Butner watched with a smile, thinking that the young man really couldn't help himself. After Lumian walked to the wooden platform, he grabbed the two drinkers who were blocking him, lifted them by their collars, and threw them to the back. Then he pressed the edge of the wooden platform with his left hand and jumped directly onto it. Amid everyone's puzzled gazes, Lumian pulled out his revolver, aimed it at the roof of the bar, and pulled the trigger. boom! Dust fell as gunshots rang out. The stripper squatted down in fear. Some of the drinkers around her ran around in fear, looking for shelter, some stood there, staring at Lumian blankly, some did not hide their anger, some frowned, and some smiled expectantly. What was he thinking? What was he doing? Butner was a little dumbfounded. Lumian blew the muzzle of his revolver and said to the drinkers with a smile: "Everyone, look at me, I have something to ask you." (End of this chapter)