Tanky Mage System Chapter 12: ?Athan Howell

Night has come.

Harutv Harbour, 7th Dock Street.

Compared to other places, the lights are in full swing here.

A large number of dock workers, carrying valuable cargo back and forth.

Although extraordinary equipment such as extraordinary storage bracelets rings have appeared.

However, the large quantities of goods transported by such merchant ships are obviously not enough for a small amount of extraordinary storage equipment.

At the entrance to 7th Pier Street.

"Da Da..."

After a carriage stopped, it left again.

On the side of the road, Gunne, who wears a gray cloak with his entire head shrouded under the cape, glanced slightly over the hot dock port.

The winter season has passed, and spring is the most lively time for sailing. A large number of sailing merchants have begun to trade in sailing goods.

After taking out the card that Old Qiaomu gave him with the sea demon ship written on it, and after staring carefully to confirm the address, Gune walked towards the "Himron Tavern" not far away.

Compared to Old Sam's Blackmist House Tavern, this Heimron Tavern is a bit more messy.

From the entrance of the alleyway at the corner of the door, two sailors who have been stripped and only their pants are left lying on the ground can be seen unconscious.

Gunne has just entered the Helmron Tavern.

A quarrel was heard.

"Hey old guy, here's my wine glass."

"You're talking nonsense, obviously it's mine." A drunken voice argued with a drunk tongue that could not be straightened.

"Do you want to die? Old man, if you don't let go of my wine glass, I'll let you never drink Helu wine again."

There was an instigating commotion.

"Jim, what nonsense with him, kill the old drunk."

"This old man is drinking at the bar every day."

"Jim, if you're a man, knock this old drunk out. I promise in less than ten minutes, someone will come and strip him."

"I bet it's less than five minutes."

All kinds of noisy voices are intertwined.

Immediately after.

"Peng!"

Gounie, who had just come in, saw an old guy smashing his head directly in front of his feet.

There are also traces of purple black on his face.

Apparently the punch was not light.

"Second-tier extraordinary sailor."

Gounie swept over the old alcoholic and came to this conclusion.

Many extraordinary sailors are all weak one-star extraordinary sailors, and they are only ordinary first-order extraordinary sailors throughout their lives.

Able to become a second-order extraordinary sailor, obviously his extraordinary profession is at least a complete one-star.

The fallen old sailor staggered to his feet and burped.

Without arguing with the person who knocked him down just now, he found a seat and sat down, seemingly half-drunk and half-sleep.

Gune's gaze quickly swept the interior of the tavern.

Most of the sailors here are extraordinary sailors.

At this time of year, many sailors have also assembled.

They are different from the stevedores who work hard. They can follow merchant ships to carry out voyages and trade, protect the safety of navigation, and even dive into the ocean to fight against the plundering sea clan.

And some extraordinary sailors have their own team organization.

And this kind of team organization is generally called - Pirate Merchant Ship.

They were half in business and half in looting.

At the bar, Gune raised his hand to the bartender.

"Have an ice blue martini."

Soon, the bartender brought a glass of ice blue martini to Gounie.

Two silver dragons were placed on the bartender's plate. An ice blue martini was less than half a silver dragon. The extra was obviously a tip for Gounie to inquire about something.

"I want to ask you something." Gounie said softly.

Looking at the two silver dragon coins that shone with silver brilliance, a smile appeared on the bartender's face.

"You said."

"I'm looking for a man named Yassen Howell."

"Athan Howell." The bartender thought for a moment.

"He should be a regular visitor here." Gune said.

"I think the person you found is not far behind you." After thinking about it, the bartender pointed behind Gune.

Gune turned around, followed the direction the bartender pointed, and happened to see the old alcoholic who was tossed to the ground just now.

"Everyone calls him Yasen. As for whether he is called Yasen Howell, you have to go and ask him yourself."

Looking at the old alcoholic, Gune frowned. "Did you find the wrong person?"

After thinking about it, Gune threw a silver dragon into the bartender's plate again.

"Bring me two glasses of Helu wine, a big one."

A large glass of Heilu wine costs 38 copper yuan a cup, 1 silver dragon is 100 copper yuan, and a small amount is regarded as a tip.

"Okay, please wait."

After a while, Gune, who was holding two large wooden cups of Helu wine, sat in front of the old drunkard.

"Peng!" A slight cry.

Two glasses of Heilu wine were placed in front of the old drunkard.

The half-drunk and half-awake old alcoholic was awakened by the movement.

His eyelids lifted slightly.

Immediately after the next moment, I was refreshed.

Immediately, he held the large glass of Helu wine in front of him and poured it "gulugulu...".

After drinking one cup, the other hand has already touched the other cup.

But this second cup.

"Grumbling..."

In less than twenty seconds, the two cups of Heilu wine were all poured down by this old drunkard.

Something surprising happened to Gounie.

After the two cups of Heilu wine were poured down by the old alcoholic, his whole person seemed to be in good spirits.

This wine seems to be more sober the more I drink it.

"Young man." The old alcoholic smiled, showing his black and yellow teeth.

"Could you have two more glasses?"

Gounie returned to the bar and took out four silver dragons and placed them in front of the bartender.

"Come and send ten glasses of Heilu wine."

"Okay, no problem."

A moment later, all the ten cups of Helu wine were delivered to the old drunkard.

Seeing so much Heilu wine, the old drunkard's eyes lit up.

After drinking two glasses of Helu wine again, the old alcoholic in front of him felt refreshed, and he didn't have the drunken state he had before.

This scene surprised Gune secretly.

"Young people like you are very rare." The old alcoholic said with a smile.

"Are you... Yasen Howell?" Gounie asked in a deep voice~IndoMTL.com~ The old alcoholic looked at Gounie after thinking for a while.

"Someone introduced you here?"

"Yes." Gounie nodded lightly.

"I think you are looking for something I want to say, and you definitely don't want others to know."

The old alcoholic looked around and lowered his voice slightly.

"Well! Come with me, this is not the place to talk."

Immediately, the old alcoholic got up.

"These wines...you don't want them anymore?"

Athan Howell shrugs his shoulders.

"These things are just for pastimes. If you have a job, it is important to work first."

Having said that, the old alcoholic Yasen got up and walked out of the tavern.

Looking at the back of Yassen Howell and the Helu wine on the table, Gune already noticed a lot of eyes.

After thinking for a while, Gune's mouth curved into a smile, and then followed.

Wait until Gounie and the old drunk Yasen walk out of the tavern door shortly after.

In a position not far from the two of them, a figure wearing a gray old jacket and a sailor's hat quietly followed.

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