37: Actions of all parties (Thanks to Sotha Sil for the monthly ticket)

“Your temper is sometimes more stubborn than us dwarves,” Old Dwarf said gloomily.

Jessica sharpened her short sword without a word.

“You should talk to that kind adult.

“Just like I said, that adult knows how to listen to the common people.”

Jessica picked up her sword, looked at it, and said, “Don’t forget how the Falcon Family betrayed us.

“Nobles’ words are not to be trusted.

“We shouldn’t forget this blood feud, otherwise it would be a betrayal of those who died.”

These words instantly filled Old Dwarf’s face with sorrow and anger.

“You don’t need to remind me. My two children, two grandchildren, and other family members were all killed!”

Jessica sighed softly, “Sorry, Old Man, I didn’t mean that.

“I just wanted to say that before I kill all those scumbags from the Falcon Family, I can’t go to Qingfeng Valley.”

“Listen, I will not forget the blood feud of the past, and Newt will not forget it either.

“But what do we have left now? Nothing!

“You joined Fury back then because you wanted to use them for revenge, but what was the result?

“Nobles are not to be trusted, and those Alien serving Fury are also not to be trusted.

“They left you on the battlefield to die.

“Just because your achievements overshadowed theirs and threatened their leader’s rule.”

Old Dwarf stood up and walked over to Jessica.

“Child, what’s important has never been status, but people.

“I don’t dare to say much else, but I’ve lived for over three hundred years, and I can tell who is a good person and who is a bad person.

“I told you back then to leave the Falcon Family as soon as possible.

“Once the Old Lord dies, his bastard son will never let us Alien have an easy time.”

“Are you blaming me?”

Jessica had just looked up when Old Dwarf’s fist reached her, and in her surprise, she forgot to dodge.

The dwarf’s fist landed squarely on her face, and the taste of blood quickly spread in her mouth.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” Old Dwarf said angrily, “You human brats who haven’t even grown your hair out.

“Always clamoring about revenge, war, and slaughter.

“You’ll never learn to calm down and think like a rock.

“That adult won’t die in Qingfeng Valley, I can bet my beard on it.

“We can assist him in building a great career, and then ask him to avenge us.”

“Why would he help us?” Jessica asked.

“Because he is the Son of the Wolf, the Falcon’s sworn enemy.”

“If you want his condition to worsen, I don’t mind you giving him another punch.”

Black Market Doctor walked down the stairs with the medicine, “Old Man, I thought you stayed to take care of him.”

Old Dwarf smiled faintly: “There’s a saying in my hometown, people not only need a strong physique.

“They also need a heart as hard as a diamond.”

Black Market Doctor rolled her eyes and came over to Jessica to examine her.

What puzzled her was that the wanted criminal, who had been critically ill last night, was almost completely recovered now.

Such astonishing recovery speed she had only seen in textbooks on some monsters.

She handed the day’s medicine to the other party, “If nothing unexpected happens, you can leave today.”

“Thank you for saving my life,” Jessica said.

“Don’t thank me, I just do my job for money,” Black Market Doctor shook her head, “You should thank Arthur and Master Besean.”

“Arthur?” Jessica repeated the name, “Is he as Old Man said?”

Joan was stunned for a moment, then replied, “He is the biggest scumbag in the world.”

Jessica didn’t expect this answer, and he looked at the doctor in confusion.

“However, I think the Old Man is right, you’d better talk to him, he has changed a lot.”

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Arthur only brought Drax to the banquet.

When this tall and fierce Orc boarded the ship and took off his cloak, it caused quite a stir.

The sailors and Imperial Knights all drew their weapons, but luckily the Captain Bellowock and the Imperial Knight Captain arrived in time.

The Captain Bellowock scolded the sailors: “For Vilko’s sake, this is Lord Arthur, the Son of the Wolf.

“Put away your weapons if you don’t want to be whipped.”

As his subordinates put away their weapons, the captain had already gone up to greet him.

“Arthur, my friend, you’ve brought an extraordinary fellow.

“If you had notified me in advance, there wouldn’t have been such a misunderstanding.”

Arthur smiled and walked forward, “What fun would that be?”

“Hahaha, come on. This is Captain Bellowock.

“The Captain Bellowock of the Barracuda, I think you two have met before.”

Arthur nodded to the Captain Bellowock, “I heard you have a good cook, Captain Bellowock.”

“Yes, esteemed adult. Let’s talk in the dining room, there are too many eyes and ears here.”

The Captain Bellowock made a gesture of invitation.

Arthur left the Orc on the deck, and half-jokingly said to the Captain Bellowock: “Don’t forget to feed my guard.

“Otherwise he might get angry.”

“Don’t worry, adult, I’ll take care of everything.”

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Airo stretched her limbs, then walked straight towards Nu River.

Old Hutu, who was driving the cart, asked her in confusion: “Are you planning to swim across without taking off your equipment?

“You’ll sink like that. You’ll drown!”

Airo smiled faintly and said without looking back, “Who said I was going to swim across? I’m going to walk across!”

Philip and Old Joe, who had witnessed it once before, didn’t show too much surprise.

However, Philip, who was a fisherman, couldn’t figure out how Airo did it.

Even someone as skilled in swimming as him couldn’t swim all the way to where the Barracuda was docked in one breath.

What he didn’t know was that Airo, as a half-blood, didn’t need to breathe at all.

The reason she didn’t take off her equipment was so she could sink to the bottom of the river.

This way, she could walk from the riverbed all the way to the Barracuda.

“You need to set off too, water ghost,” Old Joe reminded him, “Remember, the paint only lasts for half an hour.”

“Don’t worry, Nu River is very calm today, I won’t need half an hour.”

After saying that, Philip pushed the wooden board carrying a barrel of blue paint and plunged into the water.

Soon, he had swum far away, just like a fish.

“What are those blue things? Charlatan,” Old Hutu asked Old Joe.

“First, I am not a charlatan.

“I have a senior alchemist certificate issued by the Aramontir Craftsmen’s Association.

“As for those blue paints.

“You just need to apply them to the surface of an object, and that object’s surface will become more solid and stable, able to support greater weight.

“This way, just one wooden board can transport that box of gold and emeralds.

“And we won’t have to risk approaching the Barracuda in a small boat.”

Old Joe proudly turned his head to look at Old Hutu on the flatbed cart.

But he found that the rabbit-man had long since drifted off into thought.

The alchemist put a hand to his forehead: “Binders above, why am I explaining so much to a madman like you?”