Chapter 709 Information Is Very Important

Calvin, who was walking next to Mr. X, looked at a parade curiously. These tall people with blond hair held banners, which clearly read: Oppose the overfishing of beluga whales, we need sustainable development!

At this time, Mr. X continued to answer Xifa's questions. If it was not someone who knew the matter, it would be difficult for people to connect him with Calvin, and it would be difficult for people to believe that Mr. X was just a secret puppet rather than a living person.

"The skin of the beluga whale can be used to make clothes, the meat can be used as food, and the fat can be refined into oil. As far as I know, in Nass and even the Gargas Islands, the cooking of beluga whales has formed a unique culture, and many people here are famous. The restaurant has a variety of techniques, it is worth trying."

"Sounds good, I like food, but I hope people don't hunt indiscriminately." Sifa glanced at the parade in the distance.

Then he asked: "Do you have any suggestions for this operation?"

Mr. X who was wearing a mask laughed: "I think intelligence is very important, it can make us make as few mistakes as possible."

Xifa nodded slightly: "That's what I want to say too."

A carriage passed by them. The cart exuded a strong fishy smell and had obvious grease on its body. It drove towards a factory with black smoke not far away. It was a common oil refinery in the Gargas Islands. factory.

"They will be refined into whale oil there, and they will be put into bottles or barrels to become fuel and blood for certain jobs." Calvin no longer manipulated Mr. X, but said in his own voice.

Sifa paused to watch for a while, then walked towards a street instead. They left the port and entered the urban area. There were more parades here, and bursts of noisy Feysac words sounded in the streets and alleys.

"Whaling for survival, not pleasure!"

"Human beings are no nobler than white whales!"

"Greedy demons leave Nath!"

The content of the banners of these parades was even more varied. Some people even set fire to a whaling dummy, and were then expelled by the police.

The policemen in gray uniforms pushed the crowd with shields and blocked the march with long forks and sticks. People quarreled and the scene quickly got out of control.

"Go away, you dogs raised by businessmen!" Some people yelled, and threw some canned food, which immediately filled the street with an indescribable stench.

Xifa accidentally took a breath of air, and suddenly his stomach felt uncomfortable, and he wanted to retch.

"It's canned wolffish."

"Bastard, do you want to smoke us to death?"

This attack regardless of friend or foe made the crowd and the police scramble to stay away, and then the parade people threw out the ignited wine bottles stuffed with cloth strips, causing flames to rise on the street and black smoke.

The police also rushed over, shoving with shields and beating with clubs.

Cifar raised his neckline and covered his mouth and nose. The three quickly circled around and finally found a hotel to stay.

When night fell, the house was brightly lit, and the street became quiet, the three of Xifa went to the restaurant to settle dinner.

On the street, the street lights are sparse, but it is not dark. This is due to the bright lights of the houses on both sides. They chose a restaurant with a large facade and tried fried whale steak, whale oil with skin, and grilled whale Meat and other different foods.

On the first night in Nas, Sifa had a fairly comfortable life.

In the evening two days later.

A merchant ship slowly entered the port, and a flag with a white whale was hoisted on the sailboat.

"Captain, we have arrived in Nass."

In the captain's room of the merchant ship, Lambert, who pretended to be the captain of the merchant ship but was actually Captain Feysac, was biting a pipe and puffing away, when he heard a report from a sailor outside the door.

"Understood, let Morton arrange for people to go ashore to purchase supplies, and we will leave tomorrow afternoon." Lambert took down his pipe and called out the door.

Morton is the first mate on the ship and also a captain of the navy. He is smart and capable and is Lambert's right-hand man.

Lambert stood up, bit his pipe and left the captain's cabin. He got into the cabin, went deep into the passage, and knocked on the door of a room.

"Come in."

After getting a response, Lambert pushed open the door. Behind the door was a rather spacious living room. On an easy chair by the window, sat a blond man with a tall nose and blue eyes, a broad chin and a bushy beard. , the burly figure of more than two meters made the living room look a little narrow.

"Your Excellency Sievich, we have arrived in Nass, look, do you want to get off the boat?" Lambert took down his pipe and asked respectfully.

It was Sevic, the admiral, who put down the newspaper he was reading and looked up at the captain: "I'm disembarking, who is watching him?"

Sevic pointed to the door of a bedroom in the room.

Lambert hit a snag and could only laugh dryly at the two of them: "Then I'll ask the chef to prepare dinner for you."

Siewicz said 'hmm' and continued to read the newspaper.

But when he heard the door close, he put the newspaper down, got up, and went to the window.

Looking at the sea water dyed red by the setting sun outside the window, some familiar images flashed through Siewicz's mind, that was the burning ship, that was the admiral of the Kingdom of Loen, Amyrius.

Sevic clenched his fist, lightly hammered on the window sill, and snorted through his nostrils.

Although it has been almost half a year, those things are still vivid in Sevic's mind. He originally discovered that the Rose School of thought was active on Sonia Island, and found an Abraham through this clue, and got the 'Clarence Gate ', allowing the empire to formulate a surprise attack plan.

All of this pushed Sevic to an unprecedented political height. If the surprise attack plan goes smoothly and Pritz Harbor is brought down, Sevic believes that he will definitely be able to obtain the next stage of potion.

But just when he was about to succeed, he was sabotaged by the Loen people. In the process, Siewicz disobeyed the orders of the military department in order to make meritorious service. After the surprise attack plan failed, he has been sitting on the bench in the naval base.

It wasn't until recently that the Navy decided to escort the Abraham who was detained in the base back to China, and then reassigned Siewicz, who had been idle for half a year, to a new task.

Sievich knew that as a military demigod, he still had value.

After returning home this time, the empire will have new arrangements, but it is far less glorious than leading a fleet before.

However, he still has a chance to regain reuse.

Siewicz glanced at the room where Morse Abraham was locked, and the opportunity lay in the Abraham inside. The empire wanted to get in touch with the Abraham family through that man and establish a channel.

Therefore, Morse is important.

If not, the empire would not have let him, a demigod, take charge of the escort, and would have temporarily handed over two magical items to him and Lambert for use.

Because of the importance of the empire, Siewicz saw an opportunity.

He wanted to become the representative of the empire and the person who came into contact with the Abraham family, and to do this, he undoubtedly needed to win over Abraham and Morse's favor.

The corner of Sievich's mouth turned up slightly: "Just wait and see, Yegor, sooner or later I will get back my fleet!"

Nass Pier.

"Hurry up, don't say I didn't take care of you, the captain said, we can stay until noon tomorrow."

"So at night, you can do whatever you want, but remember that no conflicts with locals or pirates on the island are allowed!"

A man who was not tall, with fair skin and blonde hair waved his arms to emphasize his tone.

He is Morton, the first mate of the 'Moby Dick', and the captain of the Feysac Navy.

At the same time, he is also the 'Weapon Master' of Sequence 7.

Soon, Morton and the sailors entered the city, and they spread out, looking for restaurants or bars.

Morton came to a bar, and a huge sign was erected outside the bar door, with the words 'Lordar' written on it.

He and the two sailors pushed open the heavy door, looked around habitually, and then walked towards the bar.

Many adventurers gathered here, and they ordered smoked fish and fat-floating soup, and they ate quite happily with bread and spirits.

Walking to the bar and sitting in the corner, Morton tapped the wooden board and said loudly, "Give us some toast with red sausage, three more smoked whale meats, and three glasses of Glass beer."

Morton said to the other two sailors: "Let's drink Nebos later, my treat!"

After paying, Morton turned around and looked towards the bar, looking for a young and beautiful girl for a sexy encounter. At this moment, a black-haired, amber-colored, exotic beauty walked over and came to Morton's side.

She whispered something in Morton's ear, then smiled and turned away.

But during the whole process, not only did Morton not notice the abnormality, even the two sailors beside him turned a blind eye to the pretty girl who would have let them whistle.

Just when the food they asked for came up, Morton stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The sailors didn't care. They were already attracted by the food and beer in front of them. They didn't notice that their first mate didn't go to the bathroom, but left the bar and came to a hotel not far away.

Morton came to the second floor of the hotel with a natural look, and knocked on the door of a room at the end of the corridor.

The door opened, and a man wearing a top hat, a formal suit, black hair, and a faint scar under his left eye smiled and said, "Welcome, Captain Morton."

Morton walked in without feeling abnormal at all, and then saw the black-haired man raised his head, pointed a ring towards himself, and then spit out the Hermes language.

"Sleeping."

After the word sounded, Morton fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing the captain who had fallen asleep, Xifa clapped his hands, and said to Calvin on the side: "It's up to you next."

Calvin nodded, and arranged a "psychic" ceremony, so that the "Amanda" hydrosol and the "spiritual eye" potion were empty and charming.

Sifa stepped aside and said in a voice that he could only hear: "After the psychic is over, please enter his dream and kill him, so that he can wake up."

"Then make him forget where he's been, what he's done, and make him behave normally."

The clothes on Sifa's back slightly undulated.

How could Xifa, who arrived in Nas two days earlier, not notice the arrival of the 'Moby Dick'? In order to obtain relevant information, he had already made several preparations.

When the chief mate of the "Moby Dick" boarded the pier, Xifa couldn't help but praise the gods, because this was the safest and most convenient opportunity for them to obtain information on the merchant ship.

Xifa had imagined this situation, but he didn't expect that he was so lucky that he would encounter such a rare opportunity.

After all, compared to his other plans, it is obviously much safer to communicate with the first mate in Nas city.

In the house, Calvin used tranquility potion on himself, which could keep him calm and rational during the psychic. After making all the preparations, Calvin began to psychic. He passed through the starry sky-like world and the thought storm that belonged exclusively to Morton, and entered the first mate's mental level, and saw an illusory figure floating in the air.

"Who are the powerful characters on the Moby Dick?" Calvin asked in a deep voice.

Morton, with dull eyes, replied mechanically: "There is Your Excellency Serki, he is an admiral and a demigod."

Following the first mate's answer, the light and shadow in his spiritual world also changed, presenting the image of a man. This man has blond hair combed back, a straight nose, green eyes, a wide chin, a thick beard, and a taller figure, more than two meters tall, with a typical appearance and figure of a Fusac.

"There is also Captain Lambert, he is the colonel, he is the 'guardian' of Sequence 5."

The light and shadow changed again, this time it was a bearded man biting a pipe, his gray-green eyes looked indifferent, the same burly figure and rough skin created an aura of a tough guy.

"Ms. Laura is our navigator, and also the Wind Blessed One of Sequence 6."

This time, it was a woman in her thirties, with a beautiful face, a hot figure, rough blond hair, and angry eyes, as if she would beat someone up at any time.

Calvin, already a "faceless man", checked his spirituality, and then asked, "Where is Morse being held?"

Morton said frankly without any hesitation: "He shares a room with His Excellency Sevic, and that room is located on the first floor of the cabin, at the end of the corridor."

Calvin nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Do you carry magical items or sealed items?"

The first mate replied calmly: "There are two pieces, one is the 'bad luck hourglass', the captain said that it can continuously extract the bad luck from the wearer, once the accumulation is full, take the initiative to reverse the hourglass, and it can be released indiscriminately. Bad luck makes everyone around you unlucky."

"But because it will continue to extract the bad luck from the bearer during the process. Therefore, this will make the bearer relatively luckier."

When answering, the light and shadow changed, showing a small hourglass made of brass. (Note 1)

"The other is 'Stroke of Disaster'."

Note 1: This is an item provided by 'loogs' in the 'Magic Item Collection Building', thank you for your support~