Chapter 190 – Port City Larpen
Shoot aaaaa-
It has been raining since morning.
Until yesterday, the sky was clear, but what kind of harmony is this, it was lightning in a dry sky.
The group demolished the camp while being hit by raindrops, packed their clothes and put on raincoats.
Purr-
The raindrops hitting the bridge of his nose must have made him feel good, and the spotter shook his head back and forth as he sighed.
The coachman tapped her throbbing knee and climbed into the coachman’s seat, and Ian, who had become friendly with the coachman in two days, rode beside him.
After looking around to see if there was anything he didn’t pack, Seo-joon patted the wagon to let it go.
The coachman shook his head and shook the reins.
“Let’s go, you guys!”
The two horses began to move their legs. The horseshoes hit the muddy ground as the carriage moved forward.
Behind them, a group of slave traders also began to move.
The sky was all overcast. It looked like a mixture of dark colored paints and scattered them all over the sky.
Dududududuk-
The sound of the rain hitting the tent over the carriage was very friendly.
Seo-joon, who was looking out at the far side of the road, again reached out his hand and touched Lily’s thigh.
She shuddered, but her hands, clasped in her lap, were motionless.
Seo-joon put his hand deeper into her, and touched her fleshy pussy.
Ian’s eyes met in the driver’s seat.
He seemed excited even though the sky was overcast and even raining.
I don’t even know that my boyfriend is being harassed by another man…
Turn off-
Marjorie, who sat across from Seo-jun, corrected his posture as if the backrest was uncomfortable.
It was to feel the mana.
It was as if the tips of her mana were barely touching her hand, so every minute and every second of her was a waste. So, whenever she had time – that’s how she closed her eyes – and struggled.
It couldn’t be said that way- but it meant that it was desperate.
It’s been a few days since I haven’t been able to get a sense of it-.
Just like Seo-jun said, if you can’t feel mana forever, your dream of becoming a mercenary with a gold plate will be gone.
Looking at Marjory, I met Hans’s eyes.
The guy quickly looked away, but it was Seo-joon who felt hostility from the gaze he briefly encountered.
Seo-joon turned his head again and looked at the road where raindrops fell.
Thuhh…
His hands restlessly groped Lily’s damp cunt…
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The smell of water mixes with the wind.
Wrinkling the tip of his nose, Ian jumped off the wagon.
He shaded his forehead with a hand and narrowed the corners of his eyes as he looked down the hill.
A river could be seen in the distance.
Boats with their sails spread wide floated above the blue meandering river.
The sun was setting just as the sunset broke and shimmered over the blue waves.
“Wow…”
At the spectacle, Ian watched him with his mouth open.
Purr-
“Wait, Yonsuk-ah.”
The coachman pulled the reins and stopped his horse for a moment-.
Those who followed Ian down from the carriage one by one took in a deep breath as they looked at the blue and red scenery in the distance.
Wheein-
The wind blew hard. The wind mixed with the water made my skin tingle.
Boo woo woo-
The sound of the horn announcing the departure of the ship echoed in the distance.
Caw caw-
And the sound of seagulls. Water fishy -.
A small city on the banks of the Seine River, which flows into the sea.
Arrived at the port city of Larpen.
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Guards in raincoats stood side by side, inspecting in the foggy rain.
After getting off the carriage, Seo-jun and his party also joined the end of the long line.
There was also a peddler carrying a lot of stuff on his back and a farmer carrying a cart full of rice straw.
A port city is a place where all kinds of goods stay and leave quickly.
Rivers were like blood vessels in the empire’s economy, and people naturally gathered in these ports.
So many different things came and went.
Tea leaves and patterned mats from the East that are hard to find in the vicinity, jewels from the South, and even silver weapons used only in the North -.
Among them, of course, were drugs and slavery.
It was illegal to handle it, so it was caught in the middle of the checkpoint, but some of the soldiers who stabbed my wife in the back of the head out of greed for money- instead of accepting and eating the money, they secretly let smugglers in.
Some of the cubs were beaten badly by guards trying to sneak smuggled in.
Some caught drugs tucked in their underpants, and others hid them in the bottom of the wagon.
The guards caught them like ghosts and confiscated their goods.
This is why a guy who doesn’t know how to steal money shouldn’t commit a crime. All it takes is a few pennies…
“Next!”
It was Seojun’s turn.
“Six armed personnel. And one coachman. Do you have any items?”
In response to the old guard’s question, Seo-joon shook his head.
The captain of the guard’s dark eyes stopped for a moment on the big-breasted Lily and the stout Monica, but he said nothing.
At the commander’s chin, the guards scattered around to check the clothes of Seo-joon and his party, and to see if there were any hidden weapons or drugs. He also tried tapping the bottom of the wagon with a window.
Seeing as there were people hiding in strange places, the guards seemed to be keen on searching.
“What, nothing.”
The chief of the guards, who was thinking about what to do with the words of the guards, licked his lips and nodded his head.
I meant to go in.
“Next!”
A group of slave traders lined up behind them began to be interrogated.
The slave trader, who knows the physiology of this floor, casually took out a coin purse from the front shelf and held it out to the captain of the guard, muttering something.
It might be a small amount of money, but if you rake in a dime or two from these guys, it will become a lot of money.
It was difficult to feed his sons and daughters on a meager weekly wage, so it was an inevitable choice for them. A symbiotic relationship between a crocodile and a crocodile bird.
Whatever it was, it wasn’t something Seojun knew.
After entering the gate, Seo-jun led his party and headed straight to the port.
Cracked-
A seagull perched on the mast spreads its snout and cries noisily.
There were small fishing boats with nets attached to large galleys.
Ian opened her mouth wide and looked at her stomach. She must have been very curious to see something as big as a house floating in the water. Lily’s and Monica’s expressions were no different.
Most of the ships anchored in the harbor had their sails rolled up and anchored. It was because the rain became stronger and the wind became stronger, making it difficult for small ships to operate.
The fishermen who were arranging the moss-tangled nets looked at Seo-jun and his party with sticky eyes.
Lily was uncomfortable with the gaze reaching her breasts and buttocks, so she stuck close to Seo-jun’s back.
“Now! Cheap! It’s cheap! Saga Show when fresh! It’s delicious even if you bake it! Palpal- Twenty fairy tales of sea bass that are delicious even if you boil them!”
The stalls in front of the harbor were strewn with divine perch and trout that fishermen had just caught with their nets early in the morning.
Peddlers and food vendors were lined up there looking at the goods. It was at this time that flies flew around and laid eggs in the eyes of the fish.
Ugh—perhaps because of the fishy smell—Ian pinched her nose. She was nasty to the point of dizziness.
“Get a boat?”
As Seo-jun wandered around the port, a man with a shaggy beard that reached the pit of the stomach spoke to Seo-jun.
Judging from the colorful feathers of a cannibal bird hanging from the tricorne hat on his head, he must have been the captain of a certain ship. The captain was scribbling something on parchment under the eaves.
Seojun nodded his head.
“That’s right. Do you have a seat?”
I had to cross the Seine River to get to the ivy mountain, so I needed a boat. To do so, he came straight to the port-.
However, the situation was not good.
“Hmm-. What if it’s full? It’s the last ship to leave now. Probably all other ships are similar. Is it raining like this… Is there any star? Sailors have to lie flat in the breath of the goddess Kefia. Unless you want to be fish food.”
The captain replied that it would be the last trip of the day, as it was getting late and the weather was deteriorating.
The goddess Kefia was a god followed by islanders and sailors.
She is the goddess of sea and wind, fickleness and adultery.
Sailors thought the sea breeze to be the breath of the goddess Kefia, and the raging typhoon to her screams.
When the typhoon was over-someone of the sailors must have offended her goddess-she did not go out to sea, and even walked quietly in her house.
“Hmm-. Still, I think one or two people can burn it somehow…”
The captain, wearing a shirt stained yellow with sweat, scratched the Volga and scanned the party behind Seo-jun.
Six in total including Seojun. The numbers were great.
Seo-joon waved his hand and looked around the port.
As the ships operated along the river, most of them were flat-bottomed boats, and all of them were crude in size.
A width that can fill up with 20 to 30 people. The crew, including the captain, was only about ten people.
The ship is already full, and the last one will leave soon.
Today it’s gone
Seojun asked again.
“Then how about tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow is full. Only if the weather clears up. Will you be back around noon?”
“I will.”
The captain nodded her head, dipped her quill with his saliva, and wrote Seo-jun’s name and number on old parchment.
Seo-joon said as he turned around and looked at the party.
“I guess I need to find a room. I’m only staying for one night, so it doesn’t matter if the quality isn’t that good. As long as there are no fleas or fleas, it’s enough, but I’m afraid there’s no room…”
As it was a port city, there were a lot of people coming and going, and there was a chance that there was no room already as the ship was over.
Marjorie raised his hand.
“If it is, I know! I have been to this city many times. There is a place I used to go often. The person you know is the owner, so he will treat you well.”
“Uh, sister over there…”
“Wow, it’s a bit messy. It’s full of bad-tempered sailors. However, I will guarantee the price of the room. There will definitely be plenty of room.”
At Hans’ dissuade, Margery muttered while scratching his hair. As if the decision was up to Seo-jun, he stopped speaking there.
What-, in this port city, where can I avoid the sailors-. It was enough to swing his fist if he was messing around. It was the logic of the world that anger control disorder becomes poor anger control after one hit.
Seojun shook his head.
“Let’s go.”
Margery nodded, straightened his backpack and led him ahead.
A group followed behind him.
The sound of a horn sounded from behind.
It was the signal that the final operation of the ship was about to begin.
