Chapter 377  The Past of Dawn Harbor (I)

Chapter 377 Ⅺ. The past of Dawn Harbor (I)

Sixteen years ago.

1277 Aran calendar, 2674 Holy Spirit calendar.

Four years have passed under the governance of the new Aran monarch.

After the promulgation of the "Lord's Law", the emperor carried out the greatest suppression. From then on, the centralized royal court radiated to all parts of the country, and all the nobles, big and small, became vassals of the royal court.

The golden port located in the narrow sea, Dawn Harbor, also ushered in a new life. With frequent trade and capital injection from investors, many jobs were created.

It changed its appearance in a short period of time, from an unknown wild port to one of the first prosperous cities in Aran.

Extremely prosperous.

The "Coinage Law" promulgated a few years ago made the wealth of the people in Aran soar.

The influence and disaster caused by the Witch Hunting Secret Office, even though Ogn Heinrich was tried as a war criminal, the fear was slowly diluted over the years, but the shadow he brought was still engraved in everyone's bones.

Under the threat of the Emperor, the militias that were once formed in various places to fight against the Secret Service were disbanded, but many people have been secretly equipped with weapons in their homes to prevent emergencies.

The same is true for Micah's home.

Located in the central ring of Dawn Harbor, near the Eternal Church, this is an eight-story duplex building with a spire and red tiles. One floor belongs to Micah's family.

On the wall next to the burning fireplace, there is a matchlock gun that can be fired. The furniture in the hall is not high-end, but it is also quite exquisite. It was made by extremely skilled carpenters.

The bright light at noon in winter outside the window is completely separated from the silent dullness and dim room.

The rocking chair creaked and made a sharp sound that tortured people's ears. A middle-aged woman with a sad face sat on the chair, closed her eyes, and put one hand on her temple.

And a man with deep eye sockets was also pacing back and forth in the hall, seeming a little anxious.

The sound of firewood bursting in the fireplace under the raging fire made the space, which was already solidified by anxiety, drop to freezing point.

"How much did you lose?"

Micah was the first to speak. He couldn't stand the two people making a fuss.

He looked about 16 or 17 years old, quite young, with three-dimensional features, a high nose bridge, and very bright gray-blue eyes. He wore a white shirt and a black vest, and a pocket watch. Although his family was not rich, it was far from poor.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, shook out a cigarette, and was about to light it.

A loud slap had already hit his face, leaving a red mark.

The middle-aged woman withdrew her hand with trembling fingers.

"It's just a cigarette, what's the big deal?"

Micah was indifferent. The burning pain on his face was not very severe, but the ring worn by this woman scratched it a little. It was really fucking.

"You are now dismissed from the school, and all the tuition fees you paid before are gone. You still have the face..."

The anger of the middle-aged woman gradually subsided, and she began to sob.

Micah did not go to an ordinary school. The tuition was high. Even with his family background, it would account for a quarter of the total expenses.

The reason why Micah was dismissed

It was because he stabbed a school teacher's thigh with a dagger, and stabbed twice, that leg was completely useless and became disabled. He should have been sent to the sheriff and sentenced to three years in prison after confirmation.

But Micah's father bailed him out based on his business relationship over the years. Of course, he also gave the disabled teacher a lot of compensation and reached a settlement.

"I'm going to find Milk's parents and tell those hooligans not to come to you to fool around in the future."

The middle-aged woman tried to solve the problem with her own ideas.

The so-called Milk is a famous problem student in Dawn Harbor. His family is also rich. He is young and has formed a gang and done some cheating.

Micah thinks this way is the most stupid, and the woman's way of thinking is not good.

"Sister, please be kind. Milk is my younger brother. Where can I put my face if you do this?"

Micah thought that if this woman really did this, he would have no face to stay in Dawn Harbor.

He was the second in command of that gang, which was not really a gang. It was just a small group of students who gathered together for entertainment. They were numerous and powerful, and would not be bullied by others.

It just so happened that the Adventurer's Guild had recently settled in Dawn Harbor. If he lost face with Milk, he was going to run away from home and try his luck.

The middle-aged woman was almost mad and rubbed her temple.

"Why did you stab your teacher?"

Even though his family fortune was about to be lost, the middle-aged man was calm. Micah's hooked nose and gray-blue eyes were also inherited from him.

Micah was very annoyed.

Tired of these commanding tones, the old pervert wanted to mess with the woman he liked, so shouldn't he teach him a lesson?

"He is not worthy of being a teacher with that level, and he is misleading the students."

Micah gave a very noble and glorious reason, as if he was clearing the hidden dangers for Alan's education career.

He mainly studied two subjects in school, history and basic arcane. Father Micah hoped that he could work in the government in the future. He judged that the military, police, and special agents would still be rampant in Alan in the future, and the emperor was a military government. There was no other way. If you can't beat them, just join them. Only by mixing into the government can you have a future.

With Micah's talent, if he didn't commit this crime, he would have a chance to be admitted to a higher university in the inland. What should he do now?

He glanced sideways at his son, who still had a hatchet hanging on his waist. No school would accept him now, so he had to find another way.

Father Micah has been in business for many years. Recently, many new hallucinogens have appeared on the market. Rumor has it that someone in the Northern Prison is reselling drugs.

It is fundamentally different from some traditional hallucinogens and has excellent psychedelic effects.

Not only that.

I heard that a plague broke out in the villages in the northern part of the empire. In the past, the disease was simply uncontrollable, but doctors from the prison came to the rescue and solved the problem.

"Maybe... I should find you a tutor and let you learn medical skills."

He judged this.

"Feel sorry?"

Micah suspected that he had heard wrongly. He hated two kinds of people the most, one was the priest and the other was the doctor. Both of them were magicians. He thought some herbal ointments were purely for bluffing people and killing them by messing around. It is better to recover naturally.

He didn't want to become a stupid piece of garbage selling herbal medicine.

"Are you mad at me? I'll forgive you. I shouldn't have stabbed someone. If I had known about it earlier, I would have killed that man. That will solve all my worries. At worst, I can go to sea and do the same business as Henid."

Micah said.

Hnid was not arrested at this time, and was still well known in the Narrow Sea area as the Narrow Sea Dragon who could stop children from crying at night.

The middle-aged woman had already started to pick up a duster and was about to whip him.

"Save it, you have so little energy, it's like you haven't eaten yet, so you have to do something."

Micah took off the ax from his waist and kicked it at the middle-aged woman's feet.

However, Micah's behavior made his father make up his mind. He must let Micah learn the new pharmacology and new traumatology that have just emerged. This is a blue ocean where few people compete. He can also change this kid. If you show off your aggressive nature, you will have more contact with outside patients in the future.

The business has been losing money recently, and now the savings are almost gone. But considering the sunk costs, there is only one way to go to the dark side.

"Okay, you can go out and hang out. You don't have to stay up all night. You have to go home at least once every three days. It's time to have some fun until I find a tutor for you. Then you have to get serious."

After his father finished speaking, he opened the money bag he carried with him, took out six silver coins, and gave them to Micah.

"Brother, you are my biological father."

Micah was so moved that he almost cried. He held up the silver coins in both hands. This amount of money can be said to be a huge sum of money for a boy of sixteen or seventeen.

"By the way, how much did you lose?"

Micah resented this.