Silent Crown Chapter 19: Welcome to Avalon

　　 "Big cousin, the money is here, run away!!"

　　In the turbulent flow of people, the child stuffed the package into Ye Qingxuan's arms, and then rushed into the crowd like oiled, disappearing.

　　 "Don't run, kid!"

　　 "He still has accomplices! Break his leg!"

　　 "Hack him!!!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan turned his head blankly, looking behind him, a group of brawny men with hideous faces rushing with daggers and chairs in their hands, their eyes falling on the package in his arms, bursting with fierce light.

　　 "Uh, wait...what is going on?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan has a bad feeling...

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　　 half an hour ago.

　　On the third day after leaving Rout Town, in the morning, a breeze blew from afar and the waves were quiet.

　　 The traces of the island can be seen faintly in the distance, and the deck of the ‘Titan’ is full of crowds and noise.

　　 "Dear passengers, please do not leave your seat when the ship is not stationary!"

　　The waiters were maintaining order with a bitter face, holding up their loudspeakers and shouting: "Because of the berth restrictions, we are currently unable to enter the port. Please be patient.

　　While waiting, everyone can look to our right. The white ship is the brother ship "Nick" made at the same time as the "Titan"..."

　　 The passengers didn't pay attention to the waiter at all, they were still talking and laughing with peanuts. From time to time, there was the cry of babies and the roar of strong men in the crowd.

　　In the crowd, the white-haired boy was squeezed to the stern of the boat and squatted with a group of sailors smoking pipes.

　　The sailors don’t mind sitting with a child in the sun. Ye Qingxuan didn't have any scruples either, he was more relaxed in front of the naive sailors than those cladly dressed big men.

　　 "Hey, uncle."

　　 Ye Qingxuan asked: "Does it take such a long time to enter Hong Kong?"

　　"Because all the berths are occupied."

　　 Beside, the sailor uncle smokes a pipe and points his finger in the direction of the port.

　　 I can vaguely see a group of warships escorting a white ship slowly entering the port. Not far from the surface of the sea, several merchant ships gathered together are also waiting.

　　"All occupied?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan leaned over and looked at: "Would you like to be so exaggerated?"

　　 "No way, they are the ships of the Cloud Tower, escorted by the Royal Navy."

Uncle 　　 blinked ambiguously, with an unspoken smile between the men: "And, did you hear that? The one on the ship..."

　　 "Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was confused and his face was blank.

　　 "His Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness from Yunlou City! Don't you know? Avalon has already made a lot of trouble about this matter."

　　 "The Cloud Tower? I only heard that it was an enclave in the east, and only the governor, where did the princess come from?"

　　 "Little guy, you are out of date."

　　 Uncle Pipe patted him on the shoulder: "What is the difference between a hereditary governor and a king? Moreover, the Yunlou clan controls the sea trade between the East and the West. Tea, spices, silk... are so rich. The East is rich. Everyone said that their emperor’s treasury had been moved to the sea."

　　 "Hey." Someone nearby laughed unexplainably: "Are you going to borrow money again this time?"

　　 "I don’t have to worry about a lot of debts, I borrowed tens of millions, and there are still tens of millions... Anyway, I can't pay it back." The uncle hummed in a low voice, "I see, the kingdom of not falling this day will be over. ."

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan always thinks they are talking about dangerous topics

　　 "I heard that Princess Yunlou, as the representative, is a little beauty. She is already a resonance-level musician at the age of seventeen. What a pity..." The sailor beside her sighed.

　　 "What a pity?"

　　"It is said that the royal family wants to marry Yunlou." The sailor laughed slyly: "But the whole Anglo Kingdom knows that the prince prefers sheep to women..."

　　 "Sheep?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

　　 "Yes, sheep." Uncle Pipe nodded and sighed softly: "Sheep."

　　 "Sheep."

　　 The surrounding sailors exchanged their eyes and laughed tacitly. At the bottom of the cabin, it was very time for a croak of sheep.

　　"……"

　　 I don’t know why, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt: The adult’s world is really dirty.

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　　 fifteen minutes ago

　　"Come on, don't hesitate, don't be lost! Fifty people pay, five hundred yuan in return!"

　　 The noisy and chaotic port area, inside a pub.

　　 In the air full of tobacco and sweat, there is a child's voice.

　　 The table surrounded by the crowd was crowded with the big guys who just got off the boat. The sailors with thick arms and legs were crowded together, and they counted the banknotes in front of them bitterly.

　　 is at the very end, a dirty child washes the playing cards in his hands, with a happy expression:

　　 "Just now, at 13 o'clock in the round... ahem, blackjack was because everyone took care of me when I was young. It's rare that the bosses can think of me, so the boy will play a round of stud with the bosses later."

　　 He looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, wears a fedora hat, has a dirty face, and is thin, like a little beggar. But the movements on his hands are fast, comparable to professional croupiers.

　　 An hour ago, this kid walked into this tavern, and then used forty dollars he didn’t know where he had stolen and started betting on dice with people. By now, he has almost emptied half of the gambler’s net worth. Half of the gamblers are tied to their own poker tables.

　　 Behind, the bartender wiped the glass indifferently, watching indifferently how much money the kid could cheat into his pocket and leave. Or some red-eyed sailor pulled out a knife, stabbed him and threw him into the sewer.

　　 "Come on, just do it, don't persuade!"

　　 The child was completely unaware of his situation, reached out his hand to put the crumpled banknotes and coins on the table into his arms, shuffled the cards with a smile:

　　"Buy the big to win the big, buy the small to win the small. You must grasp the opportunities in life, and the success at the gambling table is at hand!!!"

　　 Across from him, a group of gamblers who lost their eyes flushed gritted their teeth and turned their pockets, throwing all the silver coins in their pockets on the table.

　　 "Come again!"

　　 "Master, I still have 400 yuan here, take it all if you can!"

　　 "Good, good!"

　　 The child’s smiling eyes can’t be opened: "I like you guys who are so generous, come again..."

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　　 The capital of the Kingdom of Anglo, the island of Avalon.

　　 Since the musician Arthur drove twelve peerless Eudemons with the "Golden Medal of Victory" three hundred years ago and opened up the island country of Anglo, the blood of Anglo’s nobles has been brought with him. This island has been passed down from generation to generation.

　　 For hundreds of years, the kingdom’s territory has been expanding. Today, it has expanded from Avalon Island to the surrounding continents. Half of the territory is ocean and the other half is land.

　　 And Avalon, the capital island, has also become more and more complete after hundreds of years of repairs.

　　 In the perennial white fog, the city is built on the mountain with white stone materials. From the palace on the top of the mountain, it is divided into nine ring areas and draped downwards, until finally, it spreads into the sea.

　　From now on, the heretical temple of the old age has been buried under the sea. Under the guard of thirty-two islands in the outer city, the city of the crown stands above the ocean.

　　 When they set foot on the outermost pier area, every traveler saw what King Arthur had left. The huge stone stele was inscribed with the handwriting of a generation of heroes-God Bless Kingdom.

　　 It is a pity that God never blesses tramps and beggars.

　　If someone doesn’t have the money to ride a carriage, then when he steps out of the dock area, when he first steps in the mud, he will be caught by countless old women holding strange souvenirs in their hands and coming empty-handed from You are surrounded by beggars and little ghosts.

　　After a wave of looting, the traveler who was being caught by the gypsy witches was full of inferior souvenirs, may not realize the big hole cut out by the blade in his wallet.

　　 Ten minutes ago, Ye Qingxuan stepped onto the port, smelling the smelly air in the air, and suddenly missed it a little.

　　He took a tweed hat from his pocket and stuffed his striking white hair into the hat. When he bent down and stared at the water, he could no longer see anything conspicuous.

　　 "Can't you touch it?"

　　 He smiled and looked back at the beggar who was groping in his pocket: "You are here late, in fact, I want to know where my wallet is."

　　 "Bah, stingy."

　　A few beggars took a sip, and after making an impolite gesture, they rushed towards the new bully. Ye Qingxuan laughed triumphantly, he didn't have any money on him, all the money was on Lao Fei.

　　 After he put Lao Fei out of the suitcase, Lao Fei, who was going crazy, bit his hand in one bite, and the corners of Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched painfully. However, Lao Fei obviously kept people under his mouth for the sake of his young brother for many years, and did not bite his skin, leaving him a bit of face.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the big dog sprinkled with shame and pride on the mud road in the lower city of Avalon... After a while, it was dyed from a long-haired yellow dog to a dirty dog.

　　 "Avalon is still like this ghost, it's not weird what happens in such a broken place."

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked around and sighed in a low voice.

　　 Before he finished his words, he heard a continuous loud ping-pong bang behind him.

　　 Then, a figure plunged into his arms and stuffed a bulging package into his hand:

　　"Cousin, the money is here!"

　　 The child panted, and winked at him secretly: "Run!"

　　 "Huh? Wait..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the package full of things in his arms, turned his head, and then felt something burst into the air. The dagger screamer flew past his ear and nailed it to the street lamp.

　　 "What the hell?!"

　　 A group of angry men holding beer mugs, bench legs, and two axes, several daggers~IndoMTL.com~ They rushed out of the bar, roared, and charged.

　　 "Grab him! They are in a group!" Someone locked his red eyes on him.

　　 "No way?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan's scalp numb: "What is the situation?"

　　Hello, wait! In this case, everyone knows what the **** is wrong...

　　bang!

　　 is another axe rubbing his hand into the wall behind him...

　　 "Kill the kid who gave a thousand! I paid five hundred pounds!" Someone who lost red eyes yelled.

　　 Needless to say anything this time, Ye Qingxuan turned around neatly and ran away!

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　　 "Hey! Kid! Don't run! Get me back!"

　　 He ran after the dead child who was laughing wildly in front of him. -

　　 After a long absence, he ran again on this street that had been chased down countless times. There was a dead child in front, with his own dog by his side, and a group of people shouting to kill him.

　　 I don’t know why, somehow... I was involved.

　　 While running wildly, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help yelling: "When did this place become such a ghost!"

　　 "Isn't it always this kind of ghost?"

　　In the oncoming stench sea breeze, when the dead child turned his head to look at him, he couldn't help grinning and slacking in the forefront: "Hey, country guy, welcome to Avalon!"