Chapter 282 The Goddess of Luck Is Smiling

"Boss, what should we do now?"

In a tavern in Bilgewater Bay, the Ascended Pirates were huddled in a room, all looking at the woman sitting cross-legged in the middle.

Xiluo looked unhappy: "Only the Doom Tavern is considered a human being, and the rest of the shitty places that exchange bounties only give one-tenth."

There is an Explorers' Association in Bilgewater Bay, but it only provides exploration and commissions, and does not provide bounty exchange services.

It is said that this is the final result of the pirates' union led by the Doom Tavern.

Sivir shook her slender and well-proportioned long legs, unconsciously turning the cross blade in her hand, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"This is not difficult to do."

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Xiluo's head was full of doubts.

Logically speaking, the boss is a person who regards money as his life.

How could such a person be cheated of money and still look calm?

"People here don't realize the huge potential of bounty hunters. Don't forget that the current Queen Sarah is a bounty hunter."

"No, boss, why don't I understand what we should do? Aren't we doing the work of bounty hunters now?"

Xi Luo was even more confused. He felt that either his ears were broken or he had drunk too much alcohol.

Seeing that Sivir ignored him and frowned slightly as if thinking about something important, he had to give up and turned his head to Lucian on the side.

"The leader means that we will do the work of those taverns and act as middlemen." Lucian explained.

"That's it?" Xiluo widened his eyes in disbelief, "Aren't we here to be pirates?"

"The original goal of the captain is to kill all pirates who are stronger than us." Lucian glanced at him and said lightly, "In the past, we thought we would take them for money. But now it is obvious that this way of making money is slow, why don't we be the middleman and let more bounty hunters participate."

He pointed to the wooden table next to him, where they collected information about the bounties in various taverns:

"Except for the Doom Tavern, which gave a lot because they wanted us to promote it, the rest only gave 1/10 at most. There is a lot of profit here. We only need to give 1/5, and others will give us the pirate heads."

"No, can't others also increase the stakes? In the end, no one will make any profit." Xiluo really didn't understand the key point.

"It takes status and risk to exchange bounties." Lucian smiled, not looking worried at all. "We have the background of the Empire. As long as we don't go too far in robbing merchant ships, those people won't dare not give us money. As for those taverns, their expenses for exchanging bounties are higher than ours."

"Oh - so that's how it is." Xiluo understood a little.

But soon, he thought of another question:

"That's not right! Isn't the Doom Tavern raising the price now? Can we compete with them?"

While Xiluo was speaking, he carefully glanced at his captain, and when he saw that the other party had no special reaction, he was relieved.

The person behind the Doom Tavern is Queen Sarah. They saw it at the port before. She has 5 steel giant ships similar to the Ascension.

Although they are much better than those ordinary pirates now, they are still much worse than the Pirate Queen.

"Don't worry about the Doom Tavern." Lucian stretched out his finger and shook it. "Bilgewater is very big. Those dark corners, wooden houses on high places, and caves corroded by sea water can hide many dark forces. There are always many people who don't like the empress."

"Ah! Now I understand. You should have said it earlier." Xiluo suddenly realized it.

Sivir also ended his contemplation at this time, looked at the other people and ordered:

"These days, we will mainly focus on collecting intelligence. We should also build a tavern of our own."

Hearing this, the others showed excited expressions.

Speaking of taverns, we have to talk about the fine wines in Bilgewater.

Because of the pirates' looting everywhere, the taverns here basically cover all kinds of fine wines from all over the world.

When they were mercenaries in the past, they couldn't do without wine. Now that they have this opportunity to enjoy themselves, they will naturally not let it go.

With a tavern at home, they can open a bottle and drink as much as they want.

Led by Xiluo, the cadres of the pirate group quickly left the room with happy faces.

Now, only Sivir and Lucian were left in the room.

Sivir stopped the rotating cross blade, looked up at Lucian and his wife who had not left, rubbed his temple and said:

"You should have heard that the previous fleet was led by the Empire, and several major pirate forces were all dispatched, and the target was Shadow Island."

Senna nodded solemnly: "We have seen the leader Seraphine, she is not very old, but she is a very reliable person. But."

"Senna, maybe Shadow Island is not as terrible as we imagined."

Lucian held Senna's cold hand tightly, he knew that Senna was still afraid now.

"That's right." Sivir also nodded, "Don't underestimate the strength of the Empire. If this expedition fails, the Empire will send a stronger army. What we have to do now is to gain a foothold here and develop first."

The earliest version of the plan had to be scrapped after seeing Sarah and the pirate fleet.

Before they were able to compete with those powerful pirates, they could only develop steadily, first building taverns, and then seeing how they could get a piece of the pie in this place full of gold.

After the three chatted for a while, Lucian was "friendly" asked to leave the room.

He looked at the closed door, feeling a little helpless.

How come Sivir and Senna became so familiar with each other in just one boat trip, not only did they talk about being alone, but also talked about some little secrets between women.

Alas. It's hard to be a human being. Lucian sighed, glanced at the closed door, and walked out of the tavern.

He stayed in Bilgewater Bay for several years. Although there were some changes here, it still remained roughly the same as before.

Following his past memories, he stood in front of a casino called "Destiny".

The small venue was full of crazy gamblers.

In the most conspicuous position, a group of onlookers were watching the card game between two gamblers.

One of them was a sturdy man with a face full of flesh, with a pile of Trifarian gold coins in front of him. The other thin man was dressed in decent black clothes, with a mysterious smile on his mature face.

After the casino dealer cut the cards in a familiar way, he distributed them to the two people in the gambling game one by one, two cards each, all placed on the table with their backs facing up.

Lucian walked nearby and could clearly see an eye pattern on the back of the card, which was the logo of the Destiny Casino. Looking at this logo, a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

The strong man grabbed the card without hesitation, and frowned after scanning the card.

The thin man's mouth curled up slightly, and he said without even looking at it:

"1 Trifarian gold coin!"

As he said that, he took out a gold coin from somewhere, and after it flew around his fingertips for a while, it fell into the middle of the table.

"Follow!"

The strong man grabbed a gold coin without hesitation and threw it in the middle of the table.

Another round of dealing cards, the cards in the hands of the two became three.

This time, the thin man still didn't look at the cards, but as if performing magic, his palm gently stroked the wooden table, and gold coins appeared where he stroked.

"10 gold coins."

"Do you know how to play? You don't even look at the cards?"

The strong man picked up the cards unhappily and glared at the thin man.

Although it was great to win money, the fun of gambling was at least half gone when he ran into a fool.

"It doesn't matter if I know how to play, anyway, the goddess of luck always favors me."

The thin man always had a smile on his face, with a calm expression.

"Tsk." The strong man sneered, "20 gold coins, open the cards!"

He glanced at the thin man coldly and added, "Don't dither, get out if you don't have money."

"20" The thin man shrugged slightly, "Then 20 will do."

He took out a purse and threw it casually. The purse fell on the table and 10 gold coins rolled out of it.

The sturdy man did not hesitate, and threw the cards in his hand, hitting them on the wooden table with a "smack":

"2 Pirate Elites, a total of 23 points, if your cards are bigger than mine, take them all!"

They were playing a kind of card gambling that was popular in Bilgewater, a deck of 60 cards, 15 kinds of cards, four cards each, representing points from 1 to 15 respectively.

One party chooses to open the cards, the other party can choose to increase the bet and continue to deal cards, or choose to open the cards with the money.

The sturdy man's cards were two Pirate Elites, one with 10 points, and a 3-point miscellaneous fish card.

This card is not big, but generally speaking it is not small.

The sturdy man stared at the thin man in front of him.

I have played in the casino for so long, and I have seen people who don't look at the cards, but this is the first time I have seen such a person who doesn't look at the cards and looks like he deserves a beating.

"Ha" The thin man chuckled and turned over his cards, with an apology in his voice:

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

"I'm so sorry, today is my lucky day."

The three cards he turned over were exactly the same, with a huge sea monster head and tentacles around it.

This pattern has a vivid name, the Bearded Lady.

And in Bilgewater, everyone knows that she has another name:

Nagakabouros!

"Fuck! You cheated!"

The strong man slammed the table hard, waiting for a pair of angry eyes, and slapped him.

Bang!

At this time, a gunshot rang out.

Followed by a scream, blood splattered in front of the strong man, and the table was covered with blood.

This bloody scene not only did not cause panic among the onlookers, but the onlookers whistled a few times to join in the fun.

It's just one person's death, how fresh!

In Bilgewater Bay, the number of people who die every day can fill a small island.

At this time, a man with a shotgun and a cigarette in his mouth walked over with a casual pace:

"Drizzt, don't thank me!"

"Graves, can I use a thank you to keep you from moving?" The thin man Drizzt shrugged.

Graves walked to the wooden table with a cigarette in his mouth, not minding the blood on the table. He grabbed the gold coins with his free hand and stuffed them into his purse, saying without looking back:

"Hehe, if it weren't for me, you would have been beaten to death."

"Come on, if it weren't for me, you would still be squatting in Piltover's prison." Drizzt leaned back in his chair and waved to disperse the onlookers.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the others just glanced at Graves' shotgun and left with regret.

"Ding——"

The last gold coin fell into the purse, and Graves glared at Drizzt unhappily:

"Don't mention it, if you hadn't run away, would I have gone in?"

"Come on, I won't run away. Let's go in together. Don't you think so, Lucian?"

Twistedt shrugged slightly, put his legs on the bloody wooden table, and looked at Lucian who was still standing next to him with a playful look.

"Isn't this an old friend? Long time no see, are you here to ask for wine?"

Graves put his purse on his waist, took a puff of cigarette, pulled the trigger of the shotgun, and aimed it directly at Lucian.

It was obvious that the relationship between the two was not as good as he said.

"Graves, I'm here for business."

Lucian ignored the gun pointing at him and pulled a stool to sit down.

"Tsk, business! How many people did you kill to save your wife?"

Graves felt bored, threw the gun aside, and sat directly on the table.

Trist next to him had a blue card in his hand. He turned it on his fingertips, pressed down the black hat on his head, and said with a chuckle:

"Don't, Graves, have you forgotten that he came here a year ago?"

"Fuck." Graves seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed the shotgun next to him, "Lucian, I haven't found you yet, pay me back!"

"Isn't it just 20 golden sirens? Not that bad!" Lucian spread his hands.

"That's 20 golden sirens. If you had paid it back a year ago, I could have earned 10 more Trifarix coins!" Graves glared at Lucian.

It was easy to say, the golden sirens now are not the same price as before.

When Trifarix coins were first released, the golden sirens in Bilgewater could be exchanged 1 for 1.

And recently, if you use 2 golden sirens, no one will exchange them for one Trifarix coin.

Including the interest, he lost a lot in this deal!

"Don't be stingy, Graves. We are both big-picture people." Lucian reached out and tried to pat the other's shoulder, but was rejected.

Drizzt fanned the flames with interest: "I believe this. Lucian is the one who dares to drive a boat bought with 20 gold sirens to the Shadow Isles."

Graves frowned after hearing this: "You are not lying to me, are you? I thought you and I were the same kind of people. I was moved by your story at that time, so I lent you 20 gold sirens to buy a boat. Why do I feel now that you and that bastard Drizzt are the same kind of people."

"Hey, I'm a good person!" Drizzt raised his hand and smiled.

"If you are a good person, then all the bad people in the world will die." Graves glanced at him and turned his gaze to Lucian.

One year ago, when the three of them were drinking together, they listened to Lucian's story and he gave him 20 gold sirens on the spot.

At that time, Lucian also sailed out to sea. He didn't expect to get it back. There are only a few people in the world who can come back after going to Shadow Isles.

But today, he saw Lucian again, and he felt that he was deceived.

"I did go to Shadow Isles." Lucian said seriously.

"Where is he? Why didn't you bring him to see me?" Drizzt didn't seem surprised at all.

"My captain asked me to talk to him. I will definitely bring him next time." Lucian turned his head to Graves, "I've been here for so long, and you don't want a glass of wine?"

"Fuck, you don't want to pay me back, and you want to drink now?"

Although Graves cursed, he still asked the bartender next to him to bring three glasses of wine.

The three of them can be said to be acquainted with each other. Two years ago, something happened in Piltover, and Drizzt bailed him out of prison.

Of course, if Drizzt, the bastard, hadn't run away, he wouldn't have been caught so easily. But seeing Drizzt bailed him out, he just wanted to save his life first.

When they returned to Bilgewater, they ran into Lucian who came here to drink. They had a little dispute and a small conflict because of drinking.

When there was a conflict, it was inevitable that a few people would die.

At first, they fought with Lucian, and then the people here opened fire on them indiscriminately. In a rage, they killed everyone here.

With the right to be the boss here, he and Drizzt became the bosses here.

As for Lucian, he was lucky that he didn't shoot this guy. He drank in the tavern every day without paying. Damn, even a habitual robber wouldn't do that.

About a year ago, Lucian told his story, and Graves generously gave money because they were familiar with him.

At that time, the tavern had been converted into a gambling house, and the profit was not bad. Anyway, most of the money was earned by Drizzt, and he was only responsible for killing people.

Several people drank a little wine and talked about the past one or two years ago, and there was still a sense of sighing.