Chapter 389 The St. Margaery (Seeking a Monthly Ticket)

Chardonnay Harbor.

After experiencing the sleep spell last time, this port city was not knocked down, but was still bustling and bustling.

Aaron passed by the city center and saw a church building under construction, which belonged to the Church of the Ice God.

Newspapers reported at length about the promotion of the Three True God Churches, and missionaries of the God of Ice could already be seen on the streets.

'It seems... this place has been assigned to the God of Ice? '

Aaron thought wistfully.

"Sir, can I tell you about the deeds of a great existence?" Perhaps because she had been staring at the church for too long, a female missionary immediately came over and asked expectantly.

"Sorry... I believe in the Holy Spirit."

Aaron pretended to be a little embarrassed: "Joining your church, can I get... I mean... that kind of... um, supernatural power?"

"Restricted by regulations, we cannot discuss these topics publicly, but if you are a devout believer, the God of Ice will let you see the miracle you want."

The missionary answered solemnly.

'Sure enough, although it can't be publicized publicly, it must be shown to believers in private... The Holy Spirit Cult is dangerous in the face of this method of attracting people, and it is useless to form a team of extraordinary people. Order? '

Aaron pretended to be difficult: "I'll think about it..."

After finishing speaking, he speeded up his pace and walked away until he could no longer hear the yelling of the female missionary Mr. Mr. behind him.

"The early missionaries were too enthusiastic."

Aaron exhaled, pressed his hat, and looked at the huge building of the Port Authority.

He came to this voyage port just to buy a boat ticket to South Indonesia.

The reason for not using 'spirit world teleportation' is mainly to pass the time.

Since the encounter with his last promotion, Aaron has decided to keep a low profile.

Whether it is to evade detection or help Motura become a god, you need enough reserves and ammunition.

Therefore, it is very important to hibernate for a period of time and accumulate enough 'secret source power' to overturn the table.

Ocean sailing in this era is a good way to pass the time. It often takes a few months or half a year to take a ferry.

The second reason is to inquire about the 'Rancher', after all, it is his month now, and the 'Lord of the Deep Sea Monster' is his most proud work.

'The real 'Damo' may be comparable to or even stronger than Motura, beyond the limits of the earthly world, and obviously exists in the deep sea of ​​the spirit world...but the children and subordinates of 'Damo' must also be active in the dark sea we...'

"Speaking of which, I still have a spell made by the pollution of the 'Dama Statue' in my hand. Unfortunately, it only has the sixth level of essence. I can't make a final decision against a 'His Majesty', but it is quite good for cleaning up miscellaneous fish. ...Especially above the deep sea, there may be unexpected effects. '

He was in the long queue until the ticket window.

"Hello, may I have..."

The young girl in the window looked at Aaron with amazement in her eyes.

Uh……

At this time, although Aaron restrained the appearance of a "perfect person", he disguised himself a bit, with dark golden curly hair, blue eyes like the sea, and a high nose bridge. He looked about 20 years old, full of youthful vitality, and good-looking Pretty good!

When Aaron squeezed his face, he unconsciously brought in a bit of the appearance of the hero of a certain big ship movie from his previous life.

"Hi, may I help you?"

The ticket girl smiled brightly, and deliberately turned her face to the side to cover up the small mole on the other cheek.

"I want to buy a boat ticket to South Indonesia, here is my identity document!"

Aaron didn't hand over the identity documents through the "Green Banyan Council" channel, but found another black market dealer to handle the identity documents.

"Mr. Jack Cossini... There are currently two passenger ships in the port, one is the 'Ross', which is still the holder of the 'Blue Ribbon', and the sailing date is five days later, and the other is the giant luxury liner 'St. Margaery', departing in three days."

The conductor lady answered with a sweet voice.

"'St. Margaery'!"

'Blue Ribbon' is a horse racing tradition, in the ocean voyage, the ship with the shortest time to cross the ocean can tie the blue ribbon to the mast as a proof of honor.

But Aaron is here to pass the time, not to rush, but to be comfortable.

"OK."

The female conductor continued to introduce with a sweet voice: "'St. Margaret', the first-class fare is 30 pounds, and the suite ticket is 500 pounds. First-class passengers can enjoy swimming pools, gyms, squash courts, sunbathing decks, pet dormitory and other facilities. ...The second-class fare is 10 pounds, you can enjoy the smoking room, library, and big bar, the third-class ticket is 5 pounds, six people per room, children's ticket is 3 pounds..."

According to Jack Cosseini, he is a wandering art painter who inherited a fortune from his distant uncle, so Aaron showed a bright smile: "I only have one person, and it is obviously too extravagant and wasteful to live in a suite." , please give me a first-class ticket."

As he spoke, he handed over a 30-pound note.

"One first-class ticket!" The lady conductor's smile became brighter and brighter: "I like art and oil painting, and my dream was to become a model..."

While speaking, she handed over the bills and documents.

Along with the receipt, there is also a small note.

"I don't mind being a part-time model after get off work, with no clothes on..."

She is no longer hinting, but expressing.

Aaron returned a bright smile and turned away from the ticket gate.

night.

In the port bar.

Aaron found out more about the 'St. Margaery'.

For example, it is famous for its luxury enjoyment, even the environment of the third-class cabin is superior to that of the second-class cabin of other ships.

It can carry a total of 4,000 passengers including seafarers at one time, and the speed is not slow, which can reach 20 knots.

Moreover, the ship has just been launched, and this is the first grand voyage.

The more Aaron listened, the more dignified his expression became.

...

Three days passed quickly, and finally it was the day when the 'Saint Margaery' set sail.

On June 5th, wearing a white shirt, wearing a beret, carrying a drawing board, and carrying a suitcase, Aaron followed the flow of people onto the "Santa Margaery" moored at the port.

This behemoth is nearly 300 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 30 meters high, with a displacement of 50,000 tons and four huge chimneys 20 meters high.

Humans standing in front of it are like ants in front of an elephant.

After checking the tickets, Aaron couldn't help laughing when he saw the luxurious environment around him: "Fortunately, I didn't meet a rich lady named Rose."

"Ms. Helen Candy, welcome aboard the St. Margaery!"

At this time, another passenger behind him began to check the ticket.

One of them was a young woman with long golden hair, a gorgeous hat with a feather in it, and a corseted lace dress, followed by many servants.

"thanks!"

Helen thanked her gracefully, and told the handsome servant beside her, "Kent...don't forget my luggage and the orange cat cage."

Aaron paused: 'No, this boat is going to sink! '