Juliana’s workshop Chapter 70: Cold wind

　　In the southern port area of ​​King’s Fort, there are ships from the Mara Sea and the waters further west, and there are even merchant ships and tourists from the sandy land of the south. Ships come from different city-states and countries. As long as they are coastal countries, you can find their flags flying high here. Although most of the ships from the Dark Sea stay in the port area to the north, if there is a ship intending to go south, to the south or west, it will choose to stay in the port area to the south. This is the place with the most people flow and the busiest loading and unloading of goods. It is noisier than the busiest square in the city, but there are no street performances by bards, and no prayer bells ringing, only the shouting and yelling of workers. The horn of a ship entering the port can be heard throughout the port. When the ship enters the port, the bow touches the pier, and the cast iron anchor falls into the water, causing splashes and dull water. The howls of domestic animals and rare beasts sounded occasionally, but they were all drowned in human voices. Wooden boxes and barrels containing food, iron or porcelain are pushed onto carts and pushed into warehouses in the port.

　　 Merchants and merchant ships from the southeast, northwest and northwest all gathered here to sell or buy goods, bring them back to their cities and countries, and sell them for profit. Although the King’s Fort has become a country within a country and no longer has its former glory, as long as it continues to exist, it will not be left unattended because it is a hub of two continents and a transportation center in all directions, as long as it does not turn into Ruins can continue to prosper, even if the prosperity is not as good as before.

　　 In this lively port area, there is a place that belongs only to Jinbei-only to the Jinbei Chamber of Commerce. The dwarf Barrick Golden Cup, in this port, has a sense of existence and authority that no one can question. He is a powerful dwarf of Kong Wu. He lived several hundred years old, even among the same clan, he is also a respected old man. Although he is a dwarf with weird behavior, he has his own huge caravan, dozens of well-armed merchant ships with a large cargo capacity. His business can reach the east of the Yilan Continent, and can also sail to the ice sea in the north; spices, food, weapons, handicrafts… Whether it is luxury goods, daily necessities, or even merchandise that is not profitable, he is willing To get involved.

　　He is a dwarf, but he doesn’t have much interest in iron forging; he is a dwarf, but he is not too fanatical about gems, just like ordinary people like those shiny things. No violent temper, sophisticated in the world, sleek and even a little low posture… In the eyes of others, he is undoubtedly a strange dwarf, even he himself thinks so.

　　 Now, Barrick, a strange dwarf, is sitting in his office in the port area, holding a quill dipped in ink in one hand and a pipe in the other. This pipe was obtained from Lulunaka’s shop. This exquisite gadget did not cost him anything. It was a gift from Lulunaka and one of his few choices—he didn’t want to. To choose those products that give people a strange and dangerous feeling, whether it is a top or a mask, or a sleeping baby grass, it is not a good thing.

　　 He sat at his desk, swiping the quill on a heavy account book, and the pipe he held in his other hand was not put in his mouth for a long time. It looked like he had forgotten to return it in his hand. There is such a thing as it exists.

　　His office room is spacious and bright, without much decoration. There are a lot of documents and books on several bookshelves. The window was opened, the sea breeze brought in the sun, and there were lively sounds outside. He sat there, not responding to the noise outside, and these sounds did not seem to hinder his work. Outside the window, there was an area and dock that belonged only to him. Without his consent, other ships could not enter his small kingdom. The door was closed tightly, and there were dwarves guarding inside and outside the door. The guards wore sturdy leather armor with a hatchet or two-handed axe on their waists. They wear hoods and can’t see their expressions clearly, and they don’t need to be seen by others. Each guard’s clothes have the logo of the Jinbei Chamber of Commerce, and the pattern of the Jinbei is known to everyone in this port. And the owner of this pattern, he himself does not have this pattern-because this golden cup is his surname.

The 　　 guard stood not far away, making no noise to disturb their boss. Barrick didn’t seem to be a person who could be easily harassed, and the outside voice couldn’t distract him from work. Perhaps for him, this voice cannot hinder him, but it is actually part of his work.

　　Barrick’s writing hand suddenly stopped. He put the feather pen back in the ink bottle and shouted at the guard guarding at the door: “If Morris is there, call him over.”

　　 One of the guards nodded, opened the door and left. Before long, rushing footsteps came from outside, the door was opened, and a tall and thin elf walked in. This is a male elf with a tattoo on his face since he was a child. The three green sashimi from forehead to chin seemed to split his face in half. His face is thin, but his complexion is healthy, without any sickness, which makes him look good. His handsome and slender face can easily make him look like a woman-in the eyes of other people of the same race, maybe it is in this way. The wide robe covers his figure, and this neutral dress makes it harder to tell his gender. When he came in, he was still holding a thick notepad under his arm, and the gaps between the pages were covered with various pieces of paper.

　　 “Good morning, Morris.” Barrick said to the elf who came in.

　　 “It’s not early now, Mr. Barrick.” The elf called Morris opened the book under his arm. “It’s almost noon now. If you’re busy, then the afternoon schedule is fine. Become a little more relaxed-there are seven big merchants from the caravan wanting to see you, four from the east, one from the north, two from the west, and one in the sandy land in the south…There is also a banquet on the noble side in the evening, Maybe you still need a decent set of clothes instead of what you are wearing now.”

　　Barrick tugged at the neckline. He is indeed not wearing expensive clothes, but in places like the port, only fools can show off-the smell of the sea breeze can make clothes wash for a few days. Odor off. “All banquets are all greedy and incompetent guys, thinking that I will sell for their ridiculous ideas.”

　　 “Mr. Barrick, just say this kind of thing here, but don’t say it in public.” Morris kindly reminded, “The nobles don’t need nothing, but they will die and lose face. Of.”

　　”Don’t say this, or I’m worried that you will be abducted and sold one night.” Barrick laughed, “I think you also know that you’re pretty good with many ladies and gentlemen. Popular…”

　　 Morris sighed, “That’s your light, Mr. Barrick. If I were not your secretary, no one would care about me. In some places, there are fairies and Woman.”

　　 Barrick touched his beard and continued, but changed the subject, “I heard a very unpleasant sound that was unbearable for me. It was the sound of the ship being slightly torn apart. It’s not that the keel is dead, but it’s like a piece of skin on my body being ripped off by a hook. Although it’s not fatal, it hurts, very painful~IndoMTL.com~It’s so painful that I can’t ignore it.”

　　 “I don’t think you need to be so uncomfortable, Mr. Barrick.” Morris said, flipping through the notepad in his hand, “That’s not our ship, just borrowed the port.”

　　 “Oh, then I’m not uncomfortable.” With a smile on Barrick’s face, he put the pipe in his mouth, took a hard breath, and then spit out a puff of smoke. There was no tobacco burning in the bowl at the front of the pipe. Instead, it spewed out a small stream of water. Barrick had foresightedly pointed the pipe in the direction of the window. On the head of some hapless guy.

　　 “You seem to like this prank pipe.” Morris said.

　　 “It’s funny, and it tastes good.” Barrick turned his head and looked at Morris, “One more thing… Actually, the sound outside is just a small thing. Since it’s not our boat, you don’t need to worry about it. Now. I want to know what our ships are doing now.”

　　 “Now?” Morris was a little surprised, “That will take a while.”

　　 “It’s this time now.” Barrick said, “After noon, you and I won’t have that free time.”

　　 “But why is it now?”

　　Barrick didn’t answer right away, but looked out the window, “Being a businessman, I don’t have a sense of smell…”

　　 There are some things that Barrick won’t say to disturb others until he gets the exact information. This is not a good thing for the operation of the Chamber of Commerce. Some vague information and details, as well as his intuition, mixed into something more terrifying. That thing may not come, it may already be brewing; it may happen in the next moment, it may be a long time later.

　　 That is an unknown taste from the east of the strait.

　　 Winter is coming soon.