After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 184 - 53 Yila’s Background Is Overwhelming

Chapter 184: Chapter 53 Yila’s Background Is Overwhelming

"Ugh! Cough, cough... Ah! Freed at last!"

Hilena gagged a couple of times, her steps light and unsteady as she clung to Yila’s arm. She wore a blissful expression of "no regrets in this life," delighted to have set foot on land.

The beautiful curves of her body brushed casually against Yila’s arm, causing the surrounding pirates to stare in a daze... Yila subtly shifted his arm and took a different position to avoid being hemmed in, then proactively supported Hilena, preventing her from collapsing in her weakness.

"Mr. Yila, it looks like the people here recognize you."

Satan Ye remarked, glancing around and meeting the observers’ eyes without concern... Unknowingly, she had become someone who could calmly accept others’ scrutiny.

If it were before, she would certainly have felt embarrassed and wanted to hide behind someone.

"Aren’t you going to cover your face, like you did back with the Beastmen?"

At Satan Ye’s words, Yila smiled wryly, patting the little Demon King’s head under Hilena’s gaze and said, "It’s no use. Even if they don’t know me, the magical residents of Hezlosa will recognize you... and then they’ll know who I am."

Satan Ye blinked, realizing why the people around had been staring at them... Initially, she thought it was all Yila attracting the attention, but now she saw that they all drew about the same amount of attention—

They were all quite famous.

"Anyway, we’ll stay for a day, resupply a bit, and then set sail."

Yila said, turning to ask the three Sea Demon Leaders, "Is it okay for the Sea Demons to stay on the ship? Don’t they need to come ashore to rest?"

If it were an ordinary fleet, while some people would stay on the ship in turns, many would come ashore for rest... Having only the leaders go ashore felt a bit off.

"Them? They’re probably swimming in the water right now..."

The Naga Leader said, shrugging. "For us, the sea is much more comfortable than the shore... That’s why our rooms have pools for sleeping."

Thinking about it, Sea Demons were indeed well-suited to be sailors...

"Is that so?"

Also learning this for the first time, Satan Ye said, blinking at Yila and asked, "But the Elf has to stay on the ship too. Won’t she be bored? Mr. Yila, do you know why?"

Yila shook his head... He was not the Elf girl’s guardian; how could he know the specifics.

"Hey, sister."

The Naga Leader called out to a nearby Mermaid pirate and asked, "It’s our first time here in Hezlosa; where’s the dockmaster? We need to buy some bread and water."

The Mermaid pirate didn’t respond, merely pointing in a direction... At the end of that direction stood a small house.

"Thanks."

The Naga Leader’s thanks received no response. Instead, the Mermaid stared intently at Yila until the group passed by, then let out a long sigh of relief...

Facing Yila was indeed somewhat troubling for magical creatures.

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"Those five ships over there—how much to fill two standard holds with fresh water and bread?"

For the Naga Leader’s question, the old man recording in the small house paused his writing. He looked through the small window at the five ships in the distance and quoted a price three times the normal rate.

The Naga Leader didn’t seem to mind the price. She nodded in agreement... After all, prices were relatively higher in Hezlosa.

Because many pirates could only resupply at Hezlosa... Pirates were still pirates, most being wanted criminals, and many ports would cast spells on sight.

It was a bit of a monopoly.

...

And that old man, after noting down the positions of the ships needing resupply, raised his head to look at the newcomers... He scanned the area, noticing Yila watching quietly, and in his surprise, his quill dropped onto the desk.

"Is that Yila?"

He seemed to recognize Yila’s appearance...

The old man looked emotional as he gazed at Yila, pondering something for a long time before sighing, "I wonder if you remember me... I am Larian, Larian Stan."

From his appearance, Yila still looked like a teenager and frowned, recalling the name. Finally, he remembered something and said, "Brother Stan?"

It was quite strange for a seventy-year-old man to be called "brother" by a seventeen-year-old boy... But in terms of age, they were actually peers.

"I can’t believe you still remember... So nostalgic. Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Larian Stan said, clutching his beard with some sadness. "I’m truly sorry; I really had no understanding of the path of a professional. But Yila, you haven’t changed a bit."

He could still recall himself in his twenties, playing with ten-year-old Yila and other kids... However, back then, Yila didn’t participate much in the games and preferred reading alone by the side.

Sometimes, when a ball or toy got stuck in a tree, they’d have to ask Yila for help to retrieve it...

"I should be the one apologizing..."

Yila shook his head apologetically, looking at the old man before him who seemed to have been through so much, and said, "Wasn’t it my fault for killing that little brat of Caligula’s that got your family exiled?"

Yes, that was it.

"I think you did the right thing. Neither I nor my parents or sister hold a grudge against you..."

The old man said nonchalantly, "Coming here to my brother-in-law feels pretty good too... Guards, fill their five ships with supplies, including plenty of wine and meat."

Giving orders to the guards beside him, Larian Stan patted Yila’s shoulder with trembling hands. Tears flowed uncontrollably as he reflected on the passing of time and said, "It’s a pity that I can no longer drink with you."

*Yes, back then... Did we sneak into a bar together?*

Yila showed a nostalgic expression.

"If you encounter any trouble in Hezlosa, just mention my brother-in-law’s name..."

Constantly mentioning "brother-in-law," Yila was confused and couldn’t help but ask his childhood playmate, "Is your brother-in-law a high-ranking official in Hezlosa?"

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"Yila, as straightforward as ever, with the pure heart of a young boy... I thought you’d researched my life post-empire before coming to find me."

Larian Stan said, any lingering resentment instantly dissipating, as he took a breath and leaned back in his chair, saying, "My brother-in-law is Martini Lusa—the ’Lusa’ in Hezlosa and Loasa Islands."

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"So that means... the King of Lusa?"

Yila said...

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Everyone else: Shocked!