Ankerheip, the central port of the southern inland sea of ​​Ferenland - the Lake of Steam. This prosperous trading port is currently under the rule of the Badid family of Sespitez Noble Alliance.

The huge port city is divided into two major urban areas from south to north. The Leas District of the North City belongs to the nobles and rich people, and is full of Baroque aristocratic manors. It has a kind appearance and a free structure, but the interior is filled with Byzantine luxury decorations.

Gretal Cathedral is the tallest building in Ankheip. The steeple tower stands side by side in front of the door to 137 meters high. Standing in the tower, you can browse the scenery of the whole city.

The crowds at the port look like clusters of crawling ants from this angle. The masts and sails at the pier are like rows of mirages in the fog on the sea. If the cold and wet sea breeze always blows by, this kind of landscape always seems to make people feel like a dream.

Unlike the North City, where the streets are clean and clean and luxury shops are lined with luxury shops, the South City is the most noisy and noisy port area in Ankerhead, which also includes a large market adjacent to the dock.

This large market covers a wide area, not only the offices and industry guilds established by major chambers of commerce here, but also includes fish markets, slave markets, auction houses, as well as blacksmith shops and alchemy shops that provide weapons and protective gear for mercenaries and armed sailors.

To the south of the big market are many taverns at the port terminal. Of course, many of them also have hotels and tram upstairs, which are the entertainment red light districts unique to Pansteam Lake Harbour.

Here, there are mixed cultures and all kinds of things, filled with the dark side of the city, filled with snakes, insects, rats and ants. In the dark alleys of pickled alleys, you can often see many hateful gangsters thugs who are engaging in dirty illegal activities.

At this time, a group of figures in cloaks were walking through the alleys of many pier and taverns. The group of people were dressed simply and didn't say much while walking. They deliberately lowered their heads and hid their faces under their hood.

Some of them occasionally look up and can still see their handsome and elegant faces that are different from ordinary people. In addition, they are exposed outside their hoods, with their hair as bright as gold and silver and their sharp ears that appear in the hood. The keen golden gloves in the harbor area can fully determine that some of them should be rare elves in human cities.

However, surprisingly, Anker Happ's insatiable golden gloves seemed to have become blind and deaf at this time, and turned a blind eye to the gold coins that could walk on their own. Even if they occasionally peeked at the true faces of these strangers, they would quickly look away, as if they were hiding from the plague, quietly hiding in the darkness of the alley.

This is not because the dark forces of Ankerhead do not like gold coins, but because this harbor is different from other harbors in Pan-Steam Lake, it has a very unique and distinctive feature. The elves are not rare here, and although they are not permanent residents, they are also not slaves or goods.

Since the eleventh generation of the Badid family's heads formed an alliance with the Anker Elf, the Anker Elf has saved the fate of the city from the Sespites civil war three times in the past one hundred years and saved it from the war.

At the same time, animal fur, wood, spices and herbs taken from Anchor Forest are also the biggest factors that Anchor Forest can continue to prosper.

This human harbor city, whether it is the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the North City or the large and small gang forces in the South City, gradually realized that compared to the risk of capturing elves, they could also make huge profits in the trade with the Anker elves.

What's more, the team of humans and elves walking in the alleys of the tavern, the outline of the strips under the cloak also shows that they are not unarmed, and are likely to be a mixed mercenary group with rich adventure and experience.

Instead of provoking such enemies, the Golden Gloves might as well take advantage of the sunset that has not yet completely set, and try their luck in the busiest big market at this time of the day, and perhaps you can find a few fat sheep who are not alert.

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Milleras's skin twitched slightly. He looked at the thick layer of unknown filth on the edge of the canal and the thick liquid with foam on the surface. He felt a tumbling in his stomach. His subconscious disgust for humans seemed to deepen another layer.

"His Highness Firal, are the human cities you have traveled in before like Anchorhepp?" Milleras turned his head and asked softly to his companions beside him.

"His Highness Milleras, what are you referring to?" Qin Lun asked with a smile while stepping on the sewage in the alley without any concern, "You have crossed the sea from Comanso to Jundar. Have you not passed other human cities along the way?"

"Well, the east of the Cormanso Forest is the Dragon Bay. We used the Siren provided by the Cannes Fishman to cross the Stars and then arrived at Jondale through the Viehon Sea. We experienced several maritime storms on the way, but we did not replenish them in the human harbor." Milleras frowned and explained.

"So that's it!" Qin Lun's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he smiled with a squinted eyes, "The noblest green lotus only grows in the mud. His Highness Milleras, when you have seen the so-called upper class people in humanity one day, you may understand what is the 'emperor's new outfit'!"

"I will wait and see!" Milleras was puzzled and nodded and smiled, "It's a blessing to be with a royal family with rich experience. Firal, maybe we should put aside our identities and call each other by our names?"

"As you wish, Milleras!" Qin Lun leaned over slightly and nodded gracefully.

"Two Your Excellencies, I have found a 'voluntary' guide!" As Qin Lun and Milleras were talking softly, Stark ran from the front, carrying a short human in his big palm fan's hand.

"Puff!" The acting leader of the fortress team threw the man slightly and threw the man at Qin Lun's feet. "This guy is called Saigon, he is a local snake near here. He should be more familiar with the dock area."

"Sir, I am Saigon from Byron. I don't know where I can serve you?" After being thrown by Stark at Qin Lun's feet, the thin thief bent his upper body and crawled on the ground, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his narrow eyes rolled straight, and his right hand quietly reached into his arms.

"Raise your head and put your hands in a place where I can see it, don't act recklessly!" Qin Lun squatted down with a smile, took out a fist-sized cloth bag from his arms, and shook it in the thief's ear.

The thief's body stiffened and slowly pulled his right hand out of his arms and spread it in front of him. The crisp and pleasant sound of gold coins colliding greatly relieved his nervousness. He had seen many elves mercenaries in the tavern, but few elves were willing to deal with underground mice like him.

Although there are many Anker elves in this city as mercenaries and bounty hunters, elf mercenaries with a strong sense of justice generally do not have a good impression of the golden gloves and gangsters in the port area.

At some point, the two will have bloody conflicts in the underground world. The gangsters that fall into the hands of the elves often disappear without a trace, and the city guards will not offend the elves because of such trivial matters, and Saigon cannot worry about his own life.

"Don't worry, we have no malice. We just want to inquire about what freight ships to Suldover regularly!" Qin Lun took out a Colinpu gold coin from his purse and handed it to the thief's spreading palm.

Looking at the gold coins on the palm of his hand, a little glow appeared in the thief's narrow eyes. With a clever turn of his right hand, the gold coins disappeared into the cuff.

"Sir, our Byron Society's business is limited to a few nearby taverns and hotels, but I can help you contact the old man Cap of the 'Black Owl'. He is the leader of the Dockworkers Association and knows every merchant ship in Ankerheip..." The thief grinned, revealing a row of messy yellow teeth, and a false smile was barely squeezed out on his face.

"Well, you have a wink. If the information you get satisfies me, then this bag of Collins will be all yours!" Qin Lun shook his wallet, pointed at Stark and smiled, "But be smarter and don't play tricks. My guy will go with you. His strength is no less than that of a high-level boxer. You should have seen it!"

"Yes, sir!" The thief showed a panic expression, lowered his head deeply, covering up the greed and viciousness in his eyes.

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"Philal, why do you want to ask such a despicable human? Didn't the Badid family have prepared a merchant ship for us?" Looking at the thief and Stark who were leaving, Ilistin took two steps forward, leaned against Qin Lun, and asked softly in confusion.

"Haha, our journey will not be very comfortable, and we cannot leave too obvious goals for our opponents!" Qin Lun's eyes flashed and he said lightly, "The boat of the Badid family will also set off on time, but we will not get on the boat."

"Philal, these gangsters have no bottom line. Will they ask them for information leave any troubles? In Arkhepp, they may not dare to touch the elves, but when they go to the sea..." Milleras asked with some concern, "Why don't you ask the guild of the industry? Humans with status and status will at least be scruples!"

"Well, it's true that the peer guilds in the port area do have more professional ethics, but they can't keep the secrets. The Santalin Association started by controlling trade routes and maritime trade. It's no different from directly telling them whereabouts!" Qin Lun explained with a smile.

However, he still had one sentence in his mind that he did not explain to Ilistin and Milleras. It would be difficult to deal with the information afterwards when he found humans with status and status. Snakes, insects, rats and ants like Saigon and Old Man Cap didn't matter. Dead people could no longer disclose the secrets, so naturally there would be no future troubles.

"Let's go, let's find a hotel where we can stay, and leave the other things to Captain Robin and others!" Qin Lun said with a smile, "I believe that by tomorrow, they will have everything taken care of!"
Chapter completed!