"Not bad story." Klein held back his laughter.

He turned his eyes back to the paper on the wooden board, looking for the ship information on January 5th.

As a professional, he had predicted in advance the suitable sailing date within this week, one on the 5th and one on the 8th, and among the passenger ships heading to the Rorsted Islands on the 5th, the most suitable for him were the San Fernan and the White Agate Number.

There are still tickets, and the prices are similar, 4 pounds for the third class, 10 pounds for the second class, 35 pounds for the first class... People who live by the sea will more or less believe in the "Storm Lord", In Tees, Feysac and other countries, there are also fishermen and sailors who secretly believe in this forbidden god, in order to go to sea smoothly... The name of the Saint Ferian comes from the saint of the Church of Storms, and it has a certain meaning. Background... Klein thought about it carefully, and was inclined to choose the White Agate.

He didn't rush to make a decision, and turned to look at the guard: "Do you know the situation of the White Agate?"

The guard suddenly smiled: "Sir, you have good eyesight, the White Agate is a steam ship, but it still has sails, and its top speed can reach 16 knots.

"And the captain has rich experience. He used to be the bosun of the Royal Navy William V. No, it should be the Royal Navy. The king has always claimed that he has won the title of Emperor Balam. Heh, in the Royal Navy, no matter how good ordinary people are, No matter how good you are, you can only become a boatswain, not an officer, unless, unless you can satisfy your commander, no matter what method, any method! Only then can you be recommended to the Pulitzer Naval Academy and become a reserve officer!

"That's how Elland was forced to leave the navy and join the White Agate, becoming the captain step by step.

"I suggest you take first class, so you'll have room to sleep three or four servants, waiters who have taken lessons in etiquette, appointed cooks who are good at their craft, quiet dining rooms with a view, and cigar smoking There is a special room for gathering together to play cards..."

Seeing the guard explain in such detail, Klein couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Noticing his expression, the guard sneered and said, "Airland used to be my boss. He often bought me drinks and asked me to help him sell the first-class cabin, but you can rest assured that every word I say is true." real!"

It's not a question of truth, it's a question of money... Klein silently muttered to himself.

He had already made up his mind, and asked after deliberation: "Sir, what advice do you have for an adventurer at sea?"

In order to fit the identity of Gehrman Sparrow, Klein fine-tuned his image before to make himself appear more stern and sharp.

"Adventurer?" The guard unconsciously raised his voice.

In the queue waiting for tickets, many people turned their heads and turned their eyes to Klein.

According to his spiritual intuition, Klein instinctively followed a line of sight and looked over.

He saw a man in his thirties wearing a black top hat. He had a rough face, weather-stained lines, a strong but not tall figure, and light blue eyes that seemed to have experienced many things.

Also an adventurer? Klein made slight eye contact with the man, and then moved away.

At this time, the guard smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm a bit too aggressive with the term adventurer. In my impression, it means outlaws, sea thugs, and oath breakers. No, I'm not talking about you.

"Sincere advice? I, uh, you have to remember three points.

"One, don't provoke pirates, two, don't provoke pirates, and three, don't provoke pirates!

"Don't fight pirates unless you're in the navy and the church!"

"Uh... don't be fooled by the enthusiasm of those girls on the island. They are either pirates, or they want you to take them to Pulitzer and Backlund. This is not entirely their problem. Many sailors, crew members and Passengers, in order to deceive their bodies, painted them a very attractive metropolis and a very good life, and then kicked them out of their beds and left them where they should be."

What a bunch of bad people... In this era, people who live at sea can't be too kind... Is the order at sea so bad? Pirates are so rampant? Klein nodded and said, "Thank you, I understand what to do."

After saying this, he walked towards the line with the least number of people.

The guard shouted behind him: "Also, the legends about treasures in the sea are basically false!"

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After buying a second-class ticket for the White Agate, Klein returned to the hotel and waited patiently for the night to come.

During this process, he enjoyed the most famous fried fish in Pritz Harbor. He thought the taste was not bad, but if he kept eating like this, he would definitely not be able to accept it. JrNovels.com