Chapter 379 XIII Past Events of Dawn Harbor (Part 3)

Chapter 379 XIII. Past Events in Dawn Harbor (Part 3)

The disabled teacher who was stabbed by Micah also lives in the Central District of Dawn Harbor, on the sixth floor of a building.

At night.

This place has become a busy city. Micah is wearing a coat, and a loaded musket is hidden in his clothes.

No one would have thought that a man who looks like a student would carry a Class 1 contraband in his arms.

The control level of a portable musket is higher than that of a long-barreled matchlock gun.

It's like buying a craft blade on Earth. If you take that thing out on the street, it's not a big threat, and passers-by just watch for fun.

But a switchblade or a dagger that can be put in your pocket is not the same thing. No one can find it. God knows if you are an antisocial personality and are going to secretly skin a few people.

Because the poison of the witch-hunting secret office has not been eliminated, although the royal court has listed guns as contraband, when it comes to implementation, many people turn a blind eye and leave the matchlock gun at home without taking it out.

If you carry a musket and wander around, you can be directly identified as an anti-imperialist, and your end will not be good.

Micah has come to the vicinity of his teacher's residence, but there are too many people and the gunshots are too loud. What a coincidence, there is a fireworks party at 9 o'clock tonight, which is said to celebrate the four-year reform of Dawn Harbor. It happens every year.

After the party starts, the crowd will gather at the dock to watch the excitement, and it's time for me to take action.

That bitch has been stabbed to disability by me, I'm afraid she can't go out. You are so brave, I'll teach you a lesson, and you dare to ask for compensation.

Micah can understand that he should pay three or four gold dragons, but this person is probably also a connection. Twelve gold dragons are enough for that person to use until he dies.

At this time, the sound of fireworks came from the harbor, and the night sky was dazzling for a while.

Micah crossed the street and entered the building where his teacher lived.

The corridor was only lit by extremely weak kerosene lamps, which illuminated the wooden steps. It was quite dark, and Micah's breathing became rapid. He had stabbed people many times, but he would never stab them in the vital parts. He was kind-hearted and just wanted to teach them a lesson. This was the only time he had stabbed someone into disability.

His heartbeat also began to speed up.

He was thinking wildly in his mind, what if his family was there? No, his family must be there, after all, he was disabled and needed someone to take care of him.

If those people resisted, should they be killed?

Many times.

The murderer did not want to kill anyone at all, but only intended to threaten them. However, the murderer was also in an extremely sensitive state of stress at this time. If they resisted or if some words angered him, he would kill them in a fit of anger.

Micah was also in this state at this time.

First floor, second floor.

Micah had already come to the corridor on the third floor and was about to approach his teacher's residence.

He was determined to get the Twelve Golden Dragons back.

But in the corridor on the third floor.

"Micah?"

A person dressed like a schoolgirl was waiting here. She did have a beautiful first love face, trembling. She didn't want to come here at all. The reason she was trembling was not only because she was forced to come here by someone, but also because Micah was pointing a musket at her with his finger on the trigger.

"Why are you here?"

Micah was stunned, as if a scarlet iron was immersed in ice water. Then he calmed down completely and slowly put down the gun.

He took a long breath, as if he was also a little scared.

"I... I know your family has lost a lot of money, and I know you are helping me out. I can save it up and pay it back to you slowly."

She spoke with a crying tone, and she didn't come here voluntarily at all.

Micah sniffed and smelled the smell of Caesar Changfei leaves. He had guessed it roughly.

She was exhausted and the musket fell to the ground. Reason took over her head again. These words must have been taught by someone.

Women...

What unreliable things.

"Just... let's go, you don't need to pay, there's nothing for you to do here."

Micah said calmly.

The female student was as if she had been pardoned. She quickly went down the stairs and walked around Micah. Due to panic, she fell on the way. Even though she was in pain, it was not the time to stop. She hurriedly left the building.

"Come out."

Micah shook a cigarette out of the cigarette box, held it in his mouth, leaned against the wall, and lit it with a match.

"Fuck, how did you find out?"

Caesar came down from the upper corridor, followed by Milk and others. This kid has been talking about the twelve golden dragons these days. He guessed that he would come here, so he came here in advance to guard. He was afraid that he could not stop Micah, so he found the female student and let him know that the twelve golden dragons were not lost in vain, at least he won her heart.

What a pity, women are cold-blooded animals.

Milk hurriedly picked up the musket on the ground and put it in the package. It was really terrible. If he was caught by the patrolling guards, Micah would be exiled to the north.

"You guys are so old, who can't smell it?"

Micah also thought Caesar was out of his mind and kidnapped her, but this matter would not end here. The woman was a bitch, and the money was gone. Wouldn't he become a pure clown?

It seemed that some kind of transformation had occurred.

It was not an extreme killing.

Today he had to get the twelve golden dragons back, and after rational thinking.

He decided not to bring weapons, but to visit openly, with bare hands, to reason with the people, to get the money back, and if he couldn't get it, he would resort to other means, but he didn't need to use such a despicable thing as a gun, just fists would be enough.

Micah stepped forward slowly and knocked aside Caesar who was blocking him.

"Hey, hey, isn't it..."

Caesar was really convinced, this guy had a really bad temper.

He knew that he didn't know the truth, and Mikaela didn't have the dignity to do anything about it today.

"I know, Twelve Golden Dragons, even with your family background, this is a huge amount of money. You won't get the money back if you do this, although I am ashamed of this status. I will let my father put pressure... let him use this money Return it to you, do you understand?"

Caesar put his hands on Micah's shoulders, and only claimed that he was the illegitimate son of an unknown baron. In fact, it was a shady grand duke of Aram who asked others to help raise the child.

The grand duke's head wife gave birth to all daughters, and she doted on her only son, even if he was an illegitimate son.

Caesar only knew one thing, Micah was a man of talent and could achieve great things.

Micah was stunned.

He didn't know why Caesar would do this.

What he doesn't know now is that in order to repay this friendship, many years later, he will embark on a desperate road of no return.

The next day.

It was like a wedding at Micah's house, and an old maid was hired to cook a large table of meals.

The middle-aged woman was in a great mood, visible to the naked eye, and Micah's father was also glowing.

Micah knows.

Because the money was returned.

What a shrewd man Micah is. Although he didn’t support Micah joining his group before, he now feels that there is a bright future. Micah’s two brushes must not be able to do such a thing. It must be that baron. The illegitimate child used some connections.

"From now on, you have to have more contact with Caesar and learn from him. You have to maintain the relationship without going to school. Do you understand? These are thirty silver coins, which are considered as social expenses I give you."

Father Micah rubbed his head and said that getting along with Caesar would have a better future than going to school.

"It's a double blessing today. The tutor I hired for you will be here soon. You must study hard, you know? My vision is absolutely right. You can be an official in the future."

Father Micah said this, smiling from ear to ear.

"hehe."

Micah was noncommittal and prepared to give the so-called tutor some eye drops later.

Soon.

There was a knock on the door.

The tutor has arrived.

Micah's father asked him to open the door. Micah didn't want to disobey his elders' orders, so he went to open the door obediently.

"Hello...is this...Bruckner's house?"

A delicate female voice asked. Even wearing a scholar's robe could not hide her protruding figure.

Micah's full name is Micah Bruckner.

"Replacement guaranteed."

Micah knew that even if he didn't want to be a stupid herb seller, he still had to be.

Now.

Year 2690 of the Holy Spirit Calendar.

Inside the Celestial Port Castle.

"What you're doing is really perverted, man..."

The prostitute was asked by Micah to wear a scholar's robe and kneel on the bed.

"Just reliving the old days."

Micah said calmly, attacking in Gundam form.

I heard that Li Site was going to meet with the leaders of the Seventh Amendment soon and was going inland.

Micah is now the person under the biggest thief in the East China Sea.

Now he wants to find out what happened eight years ago.

From now on, there will be an (X) after the narration.