"Welcome to Bilgewater!"
Miss Fortune drew her flintlock pistol and used the muzzle to tip her hat. Her Syren was escorting the Swordfish from behind, constantly on guard against attacks from others.
Here, might makes right!
As long as your fist is big enough, you can go wherever you want!
The premise is not to actively seek death!
The alluring Miss Fortune had already attracted many gazes. Duke, standing beside her, was like a target being focused on, with all eyes scanning him.
They seemed to be judging what virtue Duke possessed to be able to accompany such a beauty.
But the old sailors of Bilgewater retracted their gazes.
Daring to stare at Miss Fortune so brazenly? Were they tired of living?
Moreover, the Syren was still following behind. This ship was protected by the Syren, and anyone with eyes wouldn't dare to provoke it rashly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, to have the Syren as an escort, what's the background of this ship?"
"Miss Fortune isn't even on her own ship, so it seems this ship has quite a background!"
"Didn't they say Miss Fortune went to hunt down Shawn the Rage Shark?"
"Shawn the Rage Shark should have been removed from the list. His famous Axe-Fin Shark flag is even hanging on the Syren, so what do you think happened to him?"
"Who is that kid standing next to Miss Fortune '273'?"
"He's so pretty-boyish, could he be her White boy toy?"
"Hahaha....."
Amidst the crude discussions, Duke glanced at Miss Fortune. She looked as usual, and noticing his gaze, she said indifferently, "There are always so many idiots. If I were to painstakingly deal with them, the gunpowder alone would cost an astronomical sum!"
"Learn to adapt here, young man!"
"I'm fine, but what have you decided?"
Duke's lips parted slightly, his voice reaching Miss Fortune's ears. Her charming eyes rolled at him, "Don't be so impatient. Patience is a good virtue!"
"Since you want to conduct experiments, you must at least get through City Hall first. Although they are just a facade, you still have to abide by the rules they set on the surface!"
From a distance, as they neared the dock, the Siren overtook them from behind, forcibly pushing the ships beside the Swordfish aside. A gangplank extended from that side.
"See you later, little one!"
She picked up the box she had placed on the deck in advance. Miss Fortune winked at Duke and returned to the Siren via the gangplank.
"That thing in your hand is a consumable. Don't treat it like a treasure. If it breaks, you can come to me!"
Miss Fortune stumbled, but she steadied her steps and returned to her ship.
Duke shook his head at the sight. People accustomed to poverty, even when wealthy, remain stingy.
"Captain Lister!"
"What is it, Mr. Duke?"
Captain Lister moved closer to Duke. Duke looked straight ahead and whispered, "Next, you will find a hotel to stay at. After we disembark, I want to explore Bilgewater and see what the situation is like here.
Leave someone on the ship to report back. Once I'm done exploring, I'll come to the hotel to find you!"
"Sir, do you need guards?"
"I'm not so weak as to be knocked down by a few ruffians!"
Duke felt the Threads of Vibration as the Swordfish docked, then glanced at Jayce, "You should look after Jayce. Don't worry about me!"
"Yes, sir!"
After the Swordfish was completely stable, Duke unbuttoned a few buttons of his trench coat. The sea breeze here was not like the sea breeze in Piltover.
The sea breeze in Piltover was somewhat damp, cold, and biting, but the temperature here was a bit hot!
However, there was always a lingering fishy stench in the air.
The closer they got to the dock, the stronger this smell became.
These fishy odors actually drifted from Slaughter Dock and the Bone Coast. These two places are where sea beast carcasses are processed. Every day, sea beasts are dismembered, from head to tail, not a speck of waste is left, and everything is sold as Golden Krakens.
Except for hunting ships, normal people do not go to Slaughter Dock, which is dirty and foul-smelling. The wooden planks on the dock's long bridge are stained with viscous, unwashable blood.
Moreover, there are Wharf Rats unique to Bilgewater here. These large, amphibious rats with sharp incisors are incredibly Voracity, even following lone pedestrians, waiting for any piece of flesh that might fall into their mouths.
The Swordfish moored at the dock for a moment, waiting for passage. This was a temporary stopping point. They needed to obtain a pass here, then pass under Butcher's Bridge.
As for the Siren, it had already passed under Butcher's Bridge.
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