Chapter 319 Domestic Violence

The ship sails.

Sifa sat down at the table facing the window, took out his low, round-bellied pen and ink, and began to write.

"Mr. Oswald, I just came back from Sky Island. I found that this island, like Windmill Island, believes in 'Astuka', but this island is obviously relatively normal, and there are no strange things happening. . '

'.I will continue to investigate other islands. In addition, I want to inquire about three people. They should be dead, after all, they were people more than a hundred years ago. So, if you could provide information on their descendants, I would be very grateful. '

'These three people are Ralph Tyne, Celis Newman, and Jane Britney. They once went to Intis on a ship named "Shining Black Star". After the ship was killed at sea, the three people went ashore in Damir Port. '

‘If the contribution needs to be deducted, and the contribution is not enough, please allow me to make it up later, and send me the relevant information first. '

At the signing place, Xifa wrote down the word 'Duke', and after confirming that it was correct, he waited for the handwriting on the letter paper to dry before putting it in an envelope.

Then, Sifer took out the metal piccolo and blew once.

He felt the spread of spirituality, and a moment later, there was an illusory knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A polished thick leather shoe came in through the door and stepped on the floor of the room, followed by straight black trousers, then a tuxedo of the same color, and finally, a headless messenger wearing white gloves Completely enter the room.

The messenger put his hands on his chest, bowed to Sifa, and then stood aside, waiting for Sifa's order.

Xifa handed it the envelope: "Please give it to Oswald."

After the headless messenger took it, he didn't put it away immediately, but smoothed the envelope over and over again, making the corners of Sifa's mouth twitch slightly.

There were a few inconspicuous creases on the envelope, until they disappeared, the headless messenger put away the letter, bowed again, and exited the room.

After the messenger left, Xifa rested for a while. Seeing that the sun had set outside, he picked up his cane and headed to the restaurant on the ship.

Dinner is a buffet. There are three long tables in the restaurant on board. The tables covered with white cloth are filled with various foods.

It's just that the ingredients are relatively ordinary, but those who come to the restaurant to eat are all second-class and third-class passengers.

As for the guests who can afford the first-class cabin, they have a dedicated chef and can enjoy the top service on board, without having to visit the restaurant on board.

Along the way, Xifa did not find Richard, nor did he find anyone who wanted to harm him.

Xifa was not worried about Richard running away, after all, he hadn't paid him yet, and he was introduced by the church, so it was impossible for him to be so irresponsible.

As for the latter, he didn't have to worry about it, he was only worried that those people didn't board the boat, causing him to waste money.

In the restaurant, Xifa looked around and first saw little Paul's family. The man, who didn't know whether it was his biological father or stepfather, was sitting at the table reading a newspaper. Little Paul sat on the chair next to him, looking around restlessly.

Ms. Maggie was picking out food for her husband and children. She walked back and forth to a table several times, and finally put the plate full of food in front of her husband, causing him to curse a few times.

"what are you doing!"

A scream rang out suddenly, and Sifer looked over, and saw the wine-red haired lady before, with an angry face, pointing at the strong man who complained that Sifa walked too slowly when boarding the boat, pointing at the flax cried the man with black hair tied in a braid.

"What did you just do!"

The man looked puzzled at first, and then he said with a bit of anger: "I didn't do anything."

"Nonsense, just now I clearly felt that someone grabbed me from behind, and I saw you when I turned around. Tell me, did you touch me secretly?"

The boat passengers around were in an uproar, accusing this man one after another.

The man with the revolver pinned to his waist yelled, "Don't spit blood, I'm not as nasty as you think."

"I don't care, captain, where is the captain!" The lady insisted on the braided man, determined to find trouble with him.

Sifa shook his head, took the food, and walked aside.

Soon the captain came and politely invited the two out of the dining room so as not to disturb other passengers' meals.

After a while, little Paul's family also left. I don't know what Maggie said to make her husband unhappy. Along the way, the man not only hurled insults at Maggie, but also pushed her from time to time, which attracted the attention of the passengers.

After dinner, Xifa blew a gust of wind on the deck and enjoyed the sea view at night before heading to the cabin. But on the deck not far away, I saw the boy Paul sitting on the ground, hugging his knees, with his head buried between his legs.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the voice, Paul raised his head and saw Sifer.

The boy's eyes were a little red, but he kept his mouth shut and looked melancholy.

Sifa squatted down beside him: "Let me guess, what bad things did you do to be scolded by Ms. Maggie?"

Paul shook his head, then whispered: "They were arguing, they always do this, I was scared, so I ran out."

"Yeah?"

"But stay for a while. If your parents can't find you, they will be worried."

Paul clenched his fists and said, "He's not my father. My father never hits me, but he often hits me. I want to grow up quickly and leave them."

That's it.

Xifa can probably guess what kind of relationship they have.

"Well, it's getting late, I'll take you back? If they're still arguing, how about you staying in my room for a while?"

Paul looked at him: "Is this okay? Won't it bother you?"

"Okay, come on."

Sifa pulled him up and accompanied him back to the cabin, to their family's room. Sifa was about to knock on the door when she heard Maggie's screams from inside.

"Help, help."

Xifa narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Paul: "Can you stay here by yourself? No matter what you hear or see, don't enter the house. Can you promise me?"

Paul nodded vigorously.

Xifa rubbed his head: "What a good boy."

Then he raised his foot, and Xifa kicked the door open!

boom.

The sudden sound made the men in the room stop. He was holding Maggie's head with one hand, pinning her head on the table. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and saw Xifa walking in calmly.

"Sir, this is not what a gentleman did. I suggest you let that lady go." Sifer turned the 'cane of resentment', looked at the man with red eyes like a beast, and shook his head.

"It's you? I advise you not to meddle in your own business, get out of here!" the man growled.

Xifa looked at Maggie as if he didn't hear, "Ma'am, do you need me to call the captain for you?"

Maggie was about to speak, when the man beside her shouted, "Boy, you asked for this."

He let Maggie go, moved his neck, made a crackling sound, and strode towards Sifa.

"Kulak, what are you doing, stop quickly." Maggie ran over, hugged the man's arm, and tried to pull him back.

"Stinky bitch, I knew you had your eye on him. When I got on the boat, I kept chatting and laughing with him, flirting with him. Why, do you still feel sorry for him now?"

"Don't forget who gave you food and clothes, it was me! How dare you help another man, let me see if I don't beat you to death."

Kullak raised his big hand and slapped Maggie across the face.

Maggie closed her eyes subconsciously, but found that nothing happened. When she boldly opened her eyes, she saw Kullak's hand. To be precise, it was his index finger that was caught.

Grabbing Kullak's thick fingers, Sifa smiled: "In our hometown, those who commit domestic violence will be severely punished, just like this."

With a click, Kullak's finger was crushed.

In the corridor outside the door, Paul suddenly heard Kullak's screams from inside, which reminded him of a pig being slaughtered by a butcher.

He had never heard such a cry from that man.

Listening to Kullak's screams, instead of feeling scared, Paul raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a smile.