Chapter 282 Jackdaw Harbor

Three days later, the airship stopped at an ice-free port in the north.

This is the northernmost point of the North Sea. If you want to go to the Northern Continent, this is the last supply point.

Stepping on the snow that was pressing down on the ground, there was a creaking sound from the soles of the boots, which was the sound of snowflakes compacting.

The air is very cold, and the exhaled air is filled with white mist. The cold wind cuts through the sides of the ears and cheeks like a knife, which makes people feel painful. There are not many people on the street, and most of them are also wearing thick coats, with scarves covering their heads and faces. and cloth.

Dilapidated iron pieces hang on the street next to the pier, and the hollow shape on it outlines the words 'Jackdaw Harbor', telling some travelers who have just arrived here the local name.

Passing through the blue slate street, the group came to a hotel with a black and blue exterior. After opening the door, the warm heat wave from the indoor stove brushed over the coat, melting the frost and snow, and the previously unconscious cheeks and earlobes also softened slowly. make up.

An elf scholar in the team stepped forward, and after discussing with the boss for a few minutes, the group went directly to the house behind the hotel and packed it up as a temporary place to stay these days.

"The repair and replenishment of the airship will take about five days, during which we will rest and stay here." Charlie trotted over and told Roland Hill about the current arrangement.

After listening, the girl nodded, indicating that she understood. The room was arranged for two people, and she naturally lived with Charlie.

After returning to the room, Lorraine Hill lit the fire in the fireplace, and slowly, the temperature in the room rose and became much more comfortable.

After Xia Li put down her things, she didn't stay for a long time, so she stepped downstairs to find something to eat. Although it was a forest spirit, she seemed to like eating meat very much. She wanted to ask the store owner if there is any What kind of special food.

Roland Hill was not very hungry, so he didn't go with him, but lay down on the bench by the fireplace.

This hotel has the local characteristics of the northern region. The walls are not painted with white and smooth lacquer gray like those of the southern mansions, but are directly exposed, revealing the bluestone blocks.

The overall color of the stone is very deep, it is a deep cyan color, and there are a few white textures in it, which spread and distribute in the peeled section. If you are drowsy and look at these textures with half-open eyes, it is estimated that you can vaguely think of them. Many scenes and objects have a pristine natural beauty.

Several dark brown hardwood boards were fixed to the stone by big nails, on which were placed some common items in the room, such as copper large wine glasses, small smoke stoves with animal heads, dark gray stone vases and so on.

The curtains are thick and rough to the touch. They seem to be made of hemp, and they are also dark cyan. The most striking thing in the room is naturally the white bed sheets, which seem to be extraordinarily clean and beautiful in contrast to the dark cyan.

Leaning on the bench, listening to the slow whirring of the flames in the fireplace, occasionally there would be sporadic crackling sounds, Roland Hill felt that the skirt veil was a little hot, but it wouldn't burn.

In this way, she put her hand on the warm wooden handrail, looked at the flame sideways, and slowly entered a nap. This sage girl has often been sleepy recently.

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It was getting dark, and it was night time.

"Squeak--" The girl was woken up by the opening of the Atsugi door and the sound of conversations in the corridor outside.

"Are you going to go shopping tomorrow, Charlie?" It was a sunny and hearty voice, it seemed to be an elf girl of the same age as Charlie.

"Go, go, this is my first time to the North, I must go out and see."

"Haha, that's okay, we will meet downstairs at 9 o'clock tomorrow, don't forget to sleep."

"Hmm, I won't forget it. I always get up early. Sleeping is a waste of my life. 24 hours a day is not enough for me." Xia Li patted her chest and finished talking to a few people before closing the door.

After approaching the room, Charlie came to the girl and looked at Loren Hill, who was still sleepy, with a funny look on her face.

"Wake up, Jialan, it's night, don't sleep anymore."

"Ugh... ah." Roland Hill sat up, stretched, and was much more awake.

"Is it a new friend?" The girl remembered that Charlie was not familiar with the other people on the airship at first.

"Yes, there is also a senior from the River Bend, who graduated from the school there. I got to know each other gradually on the airship, and we talked a lot of happy things together these days~" Seeing Xia Li happily Lorraine Hill admired his appearance.

This girl, no matter her past or present life, is a tough social worker. She is envious of the kind of person who can make friends with anyone. Fortunately, she doesn't have to be like the past, because life forced her. I went to beg someone, so I felt a lot more relaxed.

If you have fewer friends, you should have fewer friends, and it's easy to live alone.

"Do you want something to eat? I brought you something to eat for the evening." She said, opening the bag by her hand.

"What is it?" The girl was slightly curious.

"It's not bread. The bread here is not delicious. It's hard and boring. It's a pastry made of some kind of fish." As she spoke, Charlie took out something wrapped in oil paper and opened it on the table. The white pastry was like a piece of cake. Stacked with small bricks, it exudes a touch of heat and fragrance.

"Eat it while it's hot."

"Yeah." Eating the soft and glutinous pastry, Loren Hill slowly tasted the ingredients.

It should be a pastry made by removing the spines and skin of the fish after cooking, mashing it into pieces, and combining it with flour and eggs.

She never thought that such exquisite cakes could be eaten in the north. When she first came to the north, she thought this place was here.

The food will be very monotonous.

After eating the pastries, Roland Hill simply took a hot bath, and then went to sleep in his pajamas.

There is a faint starry sky outside the window at night, and the fireplace in the room is still glowing with dim red fire, so a day in the north is spent quietly.

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The next day, shortly before dawn, Lorraine Hill put on a black winter dress with a shawl and went out wearing light gray boots.

According to the letter from some time ago, Yixue should arrive in the next two days. She will go to the port to ask, pay attention, and by the way, she will learn about the life of the people here.

Compared to when I first came here yesterday, the streets are a little more lively today. Perhaps many nearby villagers entered the city in the early morning, and they could always see aunties and old people walking by carrying baskets.

They wore plain gray-black clothes, because they were filled with a lot of cotton wool or old fur, and such clothes looked bloated and not very good-looking.

'Jackdaw Harbor' is one of the territories of the Duke of Trey. It is almost the northernmost place in the north. There are no specialties or resources around, and it is relatively barren. The only thing that can be remembered is that it is on the other side of the sea cliff. The 'Jackdaw Fleet' stationed on the side.

If it is someone who doesn't know it, it will be very strange, why there is a fleet stationed in such a remote place, but if you talk about the origins of the nobles in the north, and understand the history of the early days of the empire, you may be able to roughly guess the reason.

That's right, this is the place where the remnants of Eternal Dark Island landed and returned to the mainland in the past, and it is also the stronghold of the Empire to monitor the ice elves to prevent them from going south and returning to the mainland.

It's just that such a function, with the long-lasting peace, is slowly being forgotten, and this fleet has gradually become a forgotten existence.

The warships built in the past are parked in the military port that is about to be abandoned. The long sails have long been leaking and broken, and the originally black sunken wood has now turned gray under the wind, rain and exposure.

The tragic war between elves and humans has gradually become a distant and ethereal legend.