I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

  Chapter 261 Features of the Island (seeking subscription~)

Seeing that the tanned, thick legs and sandy feet stepped on the rope, the blue veins on Quincy's forehead jumped down, and the tall, thin and dark man raised his head, looking at this with a sea-like smell. The man with no edging, a hat on his head and a notebook in his hands said slowly.

"what are you doing?"

The man stepping on the rope responded with a shrill voice: "I should ask you this question. Who are you? Who allowed you to dock? Have you paid the boating fee? If not, just give you the **** thing. Untie the dirty rope!"

  Sifa was moving the wine barrels, heard the sound, and looked up to the dock. Seeing Quincy let go of the cable, but clenched his fists. He hurriedly put down the wine barrel, jumped onto the dock, and bowed slightly to the man before the attack of the ‘tempest brother’.

  "Respected lord, please forgive me, he is just a worker, and he doesn’t know a few in big characters. I am as honorable as you, and I’m sure I won’t know him in the same way."

  Sifah felt Quincy’s violent breathing sound from behind, knowing that ‘Brother Grumpy’ might already want to hit someone now, and the one who wanted to hit most was probably himself.

  If he can, Sifa doesn’t want to get involved in Quincy’s affairs, but if he leaves it alone, it is estimated that they will be able to see the captain with a stinky face on the Breaking Wave at night.

   "Haha." Probably for the first time in his life, he was called a ‘honourable lord’. This man who should be a shipping officer laughed.

  The job of the shipping officer is to register the entry and exit of ships at the terminal. Although there is a word of ‘official’, they are not real officials.

  They usually only know superficial words and have a little knowledge of mathematics. This allows them to record simple information about the ship and ensure that they will not charge less or miss the berthing fee.

   "Of course I don't care about a worker. I have seen too many people like him."

   "However, you still have to answer my question, what do you do?"

  Sifah pointed to the wine barrel on the ship: "As you can see, my lord, I am a wine merchant. I plan to go to Windmill Island to promote my wine. I think people here might like it."

  The ship officer shook his head: "We prefer rum."

  "We also have rum, but the wine sells better. Maybe you can try it, maybe you will like it from now on."

  Speaking, Sifa took out a gold coin, stuffed it into the ship officer’s hand, and said with a smile: “This is our boating fee. If you need to register your name, then write ‘Rayleigh’.”

  Although each country, whether it is Luen, Intis, or Fosac, the weight of gold coins in each country is not consistent, and the gold content will also vary.

  However, gold coins are gold coins.

  Gold is a hard currency at sea.

  So the ship officer who got a gold coin smiled on every wrinkle: "Okay, Mr. Raleigh, welcome to Windmill Island. I allow your ships to dock here."

  Sifa then turned around and winked at Quincy: "Help me, bring up the wine barrels on the boat."

  This is the duty of workers.

  Quincy obviously suppressed his anger, and whispered to Xifa, "Who do you say is a worker?"

  Xifa looked at him without backing, "Are you still a kid? We are here to investigate, but as soon as you came up, you wanted to fly people away."

   "If I didn't say that, now, we might have to go back to the boat. Would you like to do this?"

  "If you still want to do this well, then, Mr. Quincy, please bring the barrel up."

  Quincy's chest is up and down, it's better to restrain yourself from jumping off the boat and carrying the wine barrels to the dock.

  Just after doing all this, he hummed and left the dock straight away.

"Mr. Raleigh, you worker, you have a great temper. If I were you, I would fire him immediately." The ship officer closed the record book and walked over, spinning in front of the barrel, "You wine ,tasty?"

  Sifah took out a tin-iron jug, took a jug of wine from the barrel, and handed it to the ship officer: "My lord, you can taste it."

  The ship officer was also welcome, took a sip, and licked his lips: "It tastes good."

  At this moment, there was a lot of noise in front of the pier, and people gathered around, not knowing what they were looking at. Suddenly someone pushed away from the crowd, staggering, with a big, colorful bird tattooed on his chest with his naked upper body.

  His head seemed to have been hit hard and blood flowed across his face.

  Step! Pedal! Pedal!

   Amidst a series of footsteps, a figure rushed over, threw the man down, then raised a short blade high, roared, and stabbed it hard.

  The short blade pierced the tattooed man’s chest until it had no handle.

The   green man stretched out his hand and grasped the murderer's neckline tightly, but after a while, his hand was unable to land, and the person no longer breathed.

   "Father, I am avenging you!" The murderer yelled to the sky, bursting into tears.

   Strangely, he stood up, wiped the tears from his face, turned around and left.

the whole process.

  No one came out to interfere, and even someone in the crowd of onlookers clapped hands and applauded the murderer.

  Sifah looked stunned.

  Such a thing is simply unimaginable in the Loen Kingdom, I am afraid that when the murderer was chasing the target with a blade in his hand, he was already arrested by the police.

   "My lord, this, this is killing." Xifa looked at the ship officer next to him.

  The man took a few more sips of wine, belched a drink, and smiled: “It’s okay, that’s Genia. He’s just taking revenge on his father’s enemy.”

   Xifa felt that his chin was falling down: "Just revenge? You, can you do this?"

  He couldn't find the right wording for a while. He just felt that such a **** and savage incident was happening in front of him, and the residents of the small island felt that this was normal.

  This is the weirdest thing.

   "Normally, of course not." The ship officer wiped the corners of his mouth and dangled the tin pot, "I start to like this wine."

   Then he continued: “However, Genia’s revenge was approved by the ‘god’ and was completely legal.”

   "God?" Sifa suddenly remembered Osvid's commission.

"Yes, God." The ship officer turned towards the mountains in the distance of the island, bowed slightly with a serious expression, "God of the sky, the pale king, the patron of the forest, the great Asturka guards us, guards The sky and the ocean."

  "Ginia’s father went to sea with several old fishermen in Barry last month, but he did not come back. Barry said that their boat capsized and Ginia’s father was unfortunately buried in the belly of the fish."

"But Genia didn't believe it, because those old guys in Barry had his father's belongings on them. So the kid prayed to the gods and asked the gods to tell him the truth. As a result, he got the revelation and found him in the backyard of Barry's house. Father's body."

"No, that can't be called a corpse. Poor old Maier only has a head left, and even the meat on his face was eaten away by rats and insects. Since then, Genia has obtained the permission of the gods to unfold. Just revenge."

  The shipping officer smiled and said, "Do you need me to introduce you a hotel? Mr. Raleigh."

   "This is exactly what I want to say, sir, please introduce me to a hotel." Xifa smiled and responded, but there was a wave of waves in his heart.

  This island really has local beliefs. Moreover, their **** will respond, will give revelation, and allow believers to avenge in broad daylight. The scene that the residents on Windmill Island think is normal, but in the eyes of ‘outsiders’ like Xifa, it feels incredible.

  And, it’s a little scary.

   "Come with me, Mr. Raleigh." The ship officer shook the tin pot and said pointily, "Wine is always drunk very fast, what do you think."

  Sifa smiled and took the tin-iron jug, and filled him with a jug full of wine. So on the way to the hotel, the ship officer was in a good mood, so he said something more.

  For example, if outsiders come to Windmill Island, it’s best to only move around in the small town near the pier, and don’t run to their ‘sacred mountain’.

  For example, it’s best not to go out at night. If you really need it, don’t approach a dark place. Don’t answer when someone strikes up a conversation, don’t bother.

pity.

  When Sifa asked about local beliefs, even if it was asked sideways, the shipping officer was reluctant to mention it.

  In a blink of an eye, they came to a hotel.

"The White Windmill Hotel is our best hotel. You can't imagine how bad the sanitary conditions of other hotels are. When you sleep at night, there will even be sea cockroaches crawling into your ears, but here, you just Don’t worry about similar issues."

  The ship officer pushed open the door of the hotel, pulled his throat open, and shouted inward: "Bally, are you there, the old thing? I brought you a guest over, come out and say hello."

A small door behind the hotel reception suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with gray beard and hair walked out. He was wearing a dark brown shirt with light-colored loose trousers with many wrinkles, similar to that of the southern mainland. Style, but the trouser legs are tied up, wearing shoes made of straw and rattan, this kind of clothing seems to be a local characteristic.

  In fact.

On the way here, Sifa discovered that many of the residents on this island don’t like to wear shoes like ship officers. They seem to prefer to walk barefoot. Only children or girls wear straw and rattan shoes. This is a special sight on the island. .

   "Noah, are you here to pay back the wine?" The man who seemed to be the hotel owner said irritably.

   "Ahem, pay you back later, this is Mr. Raleigh, the wine merchant, Barry, I think your little restaurant should buy more of Mr. Raleigh's wine, I start to like them."

As    said, the ship officer named Noah had already pushed open the door and fled.

  Bali then raised his head and looked at Sifa: "Wine Merchant?"

"Yes, Mr. Barry." Sifa picked up a small barrel of wine specially for the guests and put it on the counter. "This is our own wine. You can try it. If you like, we can. Talk about the price."

  Bali slightly lowered his jaw, then asked: "How many days do you need to stay on the island?"

  Sifa smiled and responded: "At least two nights."

   "One sole every night, if there is no problem, please pay one sole first."

  After Sifa paid the money, Barry yelled from behind: "Midya, come and help! Let your mother go alone, you come and help right away!"

  Ping Ping—

   Footsteps sounded from the small door behind the reception, and a petite figure rushed over. At first sight, Xifa thought he was a boy, after all, the other party was wearing some unsuitable men's clothing and a hat.

  If you look closely, you will find that this ‘boy’’s eyebrows are too delicate, and his brown-red hair is stored in his hat.

  In addition, there is no Adam's apple, but the chest is slightly bulging, and there is a faint smell on the body, not like the delicate smell of perfume.

  Everything shows that this is a girl in men's clothing.

  Bali was not very tempered and threw a bunch of keys on the counter: "The last room on the second floor, you can take the guests up."

  Midya nodded imperceptibly, looked at Xifa, and whispered, "Please follow me."

  Sifah glanced at the remaining barrels of wine: "Can I send these things to you."

  "Yes, the storage fee is 5p per day, and it will be settled when you check out." Barry said with no expression.

"Listen to you."

  Sifah smiled at the hotel owner’s daughter again: "Please lead the way, Miss Midia."

  As soon as a smile appeared on Midia's face, she immediately restrained, and then led the way with her head lowered.

  Sifa pretended not to see Barry's stern look at her daughter, followed behind, and at the same time thought, this girl must have a hard time in the hotel.

   "Sir, where are you from."

  After leaving her father’s sight, Midia became more lively, and she looked at Sifa curiously as she walked.

   "Luen, I'm from Luen." Xifa pressed his hands on his abdomen and smiled, "But I'm from Intis, I have to run at sea all year round."

   "Luen, I heard people say that the Kingdom of Luen is very prosperous. Is that true?" The girl was full of curiosity about the world outside the island.

Xifa haha ​​laughed and said: "Not all, Ruen also has deserted towns. If it is prosperous, it should be Backlund. Backlund is the most prosperous city in Ruen and the entire northern continent. If you have a chance, you should go Just by looking at it, you can get a real sense of the true meaning of the two words'prosperity'."

  Midya's breath was heavy, and then shook her head. Sifa thought she was going to say something, but she didn't say anything.

  The last room on the second floor, the room is not big, there is no distinction between the living room and the bedroom, but the layout is fairly simple, at least very hygienic. As soon as you open the window, you can see the pier and the wavy sea.

  "You can take a break. For dinner, our hotel has a restaurant. Or, you can go to the restaurant on the street, and their fish soup is good."

  After a brief introduction to the nearby restaurants, Midia left.

  Sifa rested for a while, then took out the candles and other objects from the suitcase, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com set up a simple altar and summoned the ‘spiritual treasure chest’.

  He took out a few items, namely ‘divider’s coin’, ‘magic ring’, ‘thousand face traveler’, ‘embrace in the quiet night’, and two magician materials.

  After finishing the summoning, Sifa took out the conspirator and reaper potion formula copied from Latiz.

  He copied the two formulas separately to facilitate divination.

  Sifa first took out the conspirator's formula and said the fortune-telling sentence: "There is a problem with this conspirator's formula."

  He popped out the coin, and he was relieved when he saw the number side up.

   performed the same divination on the Reaper’s formula again, and got the same answer. Sifa laughed: "Now, you can be promoted to Sequence 5 smoothly."

  He thought for a while, and was cautious about making mistakes. He picked up the Reaper formula alone: ​​"This formula can make me promote to Sequence 5 smoothly."

  Eject coins.

  The coin kept spinning in the air for a while, and finally landed on the table with a snap.

  The number side is on top

  (End of this chapter)