Black Sail
Chapter 149: CXLIX. Duguli

Chapter 149: CXLIX. Duguli

Liszt deliberated for a while, following behind were the bounty hunters, and looking at Mika, he seemed unable to hold on longer; he might risk his life for some fun.

After some thought,

He decided to let his subordinates, these pirates, enjoy themselves, since they were all risking their lives already. There might be casualties during the car theft, and they had planned to kidnap Sefer at the art exhibit the day after tomorrow.

He simply opted for a brothel that offered accommodation as their base.

Morison was enveloped in a cloak, with the double-barreled shotgun hidden.

Even disguised as an adventurer, one must be extremely cautious.

Aran had very good public security.

Even for adventurers, most could only wear leather armor and carry melee weapons.

In Aran, iron armor, firearms, and crossbows were all contraband.

Adventurers who insisted on carrying these needed a guild’s permit, usually, only those at the top Silver Level, or rather, Quasi-Gold Level could manage it.

"Is that person still following?"

Liszt asked Swan, to negotiate and get that person on board, Liszt didn’t blindly look around, he had to consult the expert.

Swan nodded.

Liszt had long since devised a plan, that dog must have called his friends and had written to his allies back in the Great Wetland, they must capture all of them at once.

Later, they could find someone to check if they had family in Aran. Bringing so many pirates here was exactly for such situations, to find their families and bring them to enjoy life in Heaven Port.

As for the bounty hunters, not to say they were no match for Morison, once he summoned the Junlin Sword, he was already invincible. He would acquire another sword the day after tomorrow.

Recreating the valor of the Radiant Knight from seven hundred years ago, his power surged, skyrocketed, boomed, and soared! What could possibly stop him!

According to Mika’s experience,

One should ask the local taxi drivers about the situation.

In big cities, there were taxis; for short trips within the city, among the domesticated species, the Land Bird had the strongest legs, making it the preferred choice for drawing carts, and it was very fast.

The drivers definitely knew the ropes.

Land Birds were expensive creatures, not to mention the food costs and maintenance costs for their care, plus the licensing fees for carrying passengers, it took a lot of money.

Ordinary folk couldn’t afford such expenses; these were operated by business owners, and the drivers earned a commission from daily revenues.

Often, two people would alternate between day and night shifts.

And those on the night shift, looking for customers, definitely stationed themselves outside brothels, where there were many clients and high demand for rides.

That’s where you get the term "old driver," that’s how it originated.

"Is there any fun place around here?"

Mika, nonchalantly smoking a cigarette, asked a driver while signaling he was willing to pay an extra twenty copper coins, following the usual custom, and that this little tip for the referral was expected.

The driver immediately understood; Duguli’s area was his familiar territory, low-end, mid-to-high-end, individual, organized, whatever you want.

Swan was somewhat cautious; he knew some high-end places were under the protection of the Thief Guild, he had protected a few himself, and even extorted nobles before, this was nothing new to him, he had to be a bit careful now.

"Since we’re here, we definitely need to let the brothers go somewhere classy, not the most upscale since I can’t afford that, but mid-to-high end will do, let’s go."

Liszt had spread the word.

A group of pirates were ecstatic, as if celebrating New Year, knowing that with the Captain’s generosity, he would definitely be the host. The place would surely be special, a far cry from the stale goods at Heavenly Port Pier, adorned with culture and art.

"Ugh." Morison looked at these pirates who had forgotten their own names, speechless, embodying the stress monster, "Joining them only leads to Hell."

A Land Bird carriage could carry up to four people.

He called for six carriages and headed to the so-called high-end location, conserving energy for the next day to inquire about the art exhibition and plan a kidnapping the day after.

The pirates rode through the night scenes of the great city of Aran, Duguli, which definitely ranked as a top-tier city. It was dazzling and hectic, with fashionable and trendy pedestrians, and even the working women were quite revealing in a liberal fashion.

It seemed that Yisu culture was the trend, with many people wearing vivid wigs and animal ears.

Due to Aran’s constant conquests, many artifacts from other countries had been looted, but since Imperial City was the land of the Dragon’s Rise, it focused on maintaining a high moral ground. These illicitly acquired foreign treasures could not be placed in the Dragon Stone Square National Museum—they required face.

So instead, all were gathered in Duguli, constituting an art center, advancing to the peak in various fields such as literature, painting, music, clothing, architecture, and interior decoration, all gloriously radiant.

If Heavenly Port’s outskirts were a post-apocalyptic magic energy punk,

Then Duguli was a fantasy magic energy punk, gathering the cultural essence of the Western Continent—it was a city of gems and dazzling attractions, truly captivating.

Liszt felt lonely atop the carriage. The high-rise buildings, the dazzling shop windows, the leisurely pedestrians—all of these had no relation to him, he did not belong here.

Duguli housed many high-level institutions, brimming with youthful students.

A decade had passed, and he should have been like an uncle, possibly working as an executive in a major optics and digital devices corporation, or even in the military sector on optical camouflage, invisibility technologies, or shining in the sensory fields.

Instead, there he was, goddamn pirating. Although his basic knowledge still held, the advanced concepts of geometric optics had long been forgotten.

Fen and the others must be nearing Yunxi City by now, hoping things would go smoother there.

Gawain had called a taxi and followed behind them, exhausted from the intense tracking over the past days. They had agreed that he and Lu would take shifts guarding throughout the night, but the Elf was unbearably lazy when asleep, impossible to awaken.

Gawain was bone-weary, his complexion turning zombie-like, but there was no rush now as he had already called his mates to come to Duguli and block the major routes.

It was somewhat easier here since the Magic Energy-wielding Magician worth three thousand Gold Dragons was absent, allowing them to deal with these men and possibly extract some intelligence. Only two had been summoned here.

Four others were headed towards Yunxi City.

To catch the entire Black Sail Pirate Group in one fell swoop.

Twenty minutes later.

Liszt and his group arrived at their destination, a place known as Water Pavilion Autumn Moon.

City taxis weren’t casually hired, costing twelve copper coins to this place.

Duguli didn’t have a concept of a Red-light District; everything was scattered.

Located in a concealed skyline alley between towering buildings, they reached the entrance where hordes of Desperados, unable to contain their hunger, were already standing up in anticipation.

Swan observed that this venue didn’t bear the insignia of the Thief Guild’s protection, putting his mind at ease—it was run by some other power.

Aran wasn’t like other places, with gangs operating in shades of grey, mingled within political and business circles.

Hiding in a corner, Gawain quietly observed the group, unaware that he had already been spotted.

"These guys... It’s too much, forming groups to go to such places, utterly shameless!"

With hands on hips, Lu waited for Sister Meredith and a brother to arrive—they would apprehend all of them!

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