Chapter 410 How I Envy Them
Without slanting their eyes, the patrol team passed them in goose steps.
After a long time, Vincent said, âWe have conclusive proof that the sheriff in Bluewater Harbor must be a player, but we donât know about the tax officer yet.â
âDo you want to meet them?â Liz jumped off from the carriage and said, âThis is their territory anyway. Wouldnât it be rude if we donât pay them a visit?â
Roland waved his hands. âThatâs unnecessary. Weâre not here to make trouble. If any tourist has to visit the player in charge, I wouldâve been occupied every day in Delpon.â
Liz felt that it did make sense. She only proposed the suggestion because of her habit as a Priest of the Water God Church.
It was a rule of the Water God Church that their Priests had to register in the temples of the church when they visited other cities if there were such temples.
That was a measure to help locate those Priests. After all, the Water God Church was too small. If anything happened to the Priests, it would be easier to investigate if they knew where the missing person last showed up.
Though the Priests of the Water God Church were battle maniacs, they were quite united amongst themselves.
Roland and his crew checked in at an inn and took a rest for the day. Then, they asked the boss how to rent a boat in Bluewater Harbor, not one of the cargo boats but only one that could accommodate a couple of people.
But the boss whispered to them, âKämpfer the White Beard is the boss at the port. Heâll only charge some taxes if you are a capable merchant team with your own boats, but it wouldnât be so simple when there are only so few of you, especially not when you have a beautiful woman with you.â
Roland frowned. âIs the local sheriff not doing his job?â
âShe certainly is. The new sheriff is very nice. The city is much safer than before.â The boss sighed and said, âBut itâs really tricky on the port. Kämpfer the White Beard has a dozen professionals and hundreds of sailors under his command. Even the sheriff can do nothing about him for now.â
Roland thought a moment and said, âIt seems that we really need to pay the sheriff a visit.â
His companions all heaved a sigh too.
Then, they went to the city hall. Hardly had they revealed their identity when they were let in by the guards, who seemed to be expecting them.
In the room, Roland and his team had just sat down, when a brawny woman who had a pretty face walked in.
Seeing her look, Roland knew that she was a Warrior who focused on Charm.
She was a typical battlefield commander. High Charm allowed her to learn many commanding skills, and a strong constitution ensured her survival on the battlefield.
While pure Warriors were focused on individual strength, the Charm Warriors relied on teamwork.
The moment the woman came in, Vincent and Liz both exclaimed, âBrenda, itâs you?â
The woman named Brenda smiled at them and looked at Roland. âYouâre finally here, Roland.â
Stunned, Roland connected the leads in his head and slapped his thigh. âWeâve been tricked. Hawk intentionally manipulated me to come here.â
Both Vincent and Liz were confused.
Brenda chuckled. âAs expected of a Mage. Youâre truly responsive. Itâs true that we manipulated you to come here, but we didnât lie to you. Thereâs indeed a blue fiery sword sealed on an offshore island.â
Andonara pulled Rolandâs arm and asked, âWhatâs wrong? How did Hawk manipulate us? Is the sword not real?â
It was really true that women with bigger boobs tended to have less brains.
Roland sighed and said, âTheyâre from the same guild. I imagine that Hawk and Link were here for a while, but you couldnât deal with the criminal group that occupies the port, so you drew us here with the fiery sword.â
Brenda personally poured a cup of fruit tea and gave it to Roland with both hands. âHawk didnât have a choice. After all, things didnât end well between Silver Wings and you. He couldnât simply ask you to help us. But when youâre offered a piece of intelligence on some good equipment, you can clear some villains and accomplish some quests for it. Isnât it much more acceptable?â
Roland shook his head but chuckled a moment later.
Though Hawk played a trick, it was not too annoying.
The manâs intelligence was real. Though they were slightly manipulative, they had expressed their sincerity by giving away what was likely to be a piece of epic equipment.
âThen letâs talk about this Kämpfer at the port.â
âSo youâre willing to help?â Brendaâs eyes sparkled.
At this point, he had to help them, or this trip would be for nothing.
âThank you.â Brenda couldnât be more delighted.
Then, she introduced the situation at the port.
As it turned out, the port at Bluewater Harbor was actually not controlled by the mayor of the city.
The mayor had a lot of troops, but they werenât good at sea battles. Kämpfer the White Beard conquered the port with six warships thirty years ago, but they didnât attack the mayor because they were bad at land battles.
There was nothing the mayor could do about the six warships, either.
They were caught in this predicament for years. After they both lost a lot of men, an unspoken agreement was established.
The taxes of Bluewater Harbor were divided into halves. Kämpfer levied taxes on the business ships, and the cargoes would be taxed again on the land by the mayor.
It would be fine if it was only about taxing, but the problem was that Kämpfer often crossed the line.
Now and then, he would capture the women in the city and sell them to other cities as slaves.
Also, the areas near the port were very unsafe. Crimes happened all the time.
Brenda said, âAfter I took the post of sheriff, I confronted Kämpferâs men more than twenty times, with more losses than victories. I only managed to maintain the situation and even reclaim some of the areas he occupied because Iâm undying, but that was the best I could do. The enemy is very cunning. He would go back to his warships and seal the port if things didnât look right. In the end, we had to negotiate with him and apologize to him.â
âSo you want me to blow up his warships?â
âYes.â Brenda nodded. âItâs barely possible for other people, but itâs as easy as pie for a high-altitude bomber like you.â
âNot a problem. Why donât you describe the warships for me?â
Delighted, Brenda said, âTheyâre easy to recognize. There are altogether six warships, all anchored outside of the port, with the symbol of a white-bearded old man on their sails.â
Roland pointed at the table and said, âHeat the wine for me. Iâll be back shortly.â
Then, he turned around and left.
Vincent gasped. âI found that scene very familiar.â
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Brenda thought that she had seen it from somewhere else too.
At this point, Liz said gloomily, âItâs how Lord Guan cut Hua Xiong while his wine was still warm[1]!
After a daze, Vincent burst into fury and slapped the table. âDamn it, thatâs so awesome. Iâm so jealous of him. I want to be as cool as him! Why canât I? Why?â
[1] a story from Romance of the Three Kingdoms