I Have a Sailing Game

As they brushed past each other, Rogel grabbed his hand that held a blade.

"There’s no money in your pocket, but the money’s right here."

With that, Rogel slapped the gold coins into the young beggar’s hand, leaving him utterly astounded.

"Answer some of my questions, and these gold coins will be yours, how about it?"

Rogel squatted down, looking at him with a smile.

The young beggar looked at this mysterious youth before him, and a sense of trust and hope involuntarily rose in his heart. After a moment of hesitation, he slowly began to speak...

...

Bang—

With a loud noise, the doors of the chamber of commerce were violently kicked open. One by one, Black Tide Knights wielding greatswords and dressed in black knight armor filed in, quickly blocking the entire chamber.

Several chamber guards holding weapons didn’t even have time to resist before they were knocked out and tossed aside.

At first, Jim, the well-dressed and impressive chamber leader, was surprised, followed by anger and fury.

Who on earth dares to mess with me?

But when he saw the uniform black armor and the knightly greatswords of those who arrived, the fury that had just ignited in his heart was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water, replaced by endless panic and fear.

This... this... this is the Black Tide Knight Order of the Secret Society!

Why are they at my chamber?

Did someone conspire with the heterodox church behind my back, or is someone performing an illicit Evil God ritual?!

Beads of cold sweat rolled down Jim’s rounded face as he racked his brain trying to figure out all the possibilities.

Clack... Clack...

Just as his mind was racing, the sound of iron boots hitting the ground came, and several tall Black Tide Knights escorted a youth in a black robe slowly into the chamber.

The Black Tide Believers! People from the Secret Society!

Seeing the youth, Jim actually let out a sigh of relief.

Because, in his view, since the Black Tide Secret Society’s believers were here, it was most likely about some matter concerning Extraordinary Power that needed handling.

And he asked himself if he’d ever done anything against his conscience.

I haven’t conspired with foreign churches, nor have I engaged in any Evil God rituals, my conscience is clear!

"In the name of the Master of the Black Tide, sir believer, I don’t know what brings you to our chamber, but I will fully cooperate with you..."

Jim’s exceedingly fawning words were cut short by Rogel’s calm gaze.

"Are you the owner of Jim’s Chamber of Commerce, Jim?"

Upon hearing these words, Jim thought nothing more of it and continued to smile obsequiously, "Yes, yes, I run this..."

"Take him away."

After Rogel indifferently uttered two words, he turned his head.

The Black Tide Knights behind him directly hoisted him up, under his utterly bewildered gaze, and escorted him out.

This left Jim dumbfounded, utterly confused about what had happened.

Even after his brain crashed momentarily, he snapped back to awareness, shouting, "Sir! Sir! There must be some misunderstanding, I am a law-abiding citizen! Why arrest me?"

"I haven’t conspired with foreign churches, nor participated in any Evil God rituals, you’ve got the wrong person, I can help you find out..."

Jim struggled, shouting.

But Rogel and the other Black Tide Knights paid him no heed.

His shouting drew the gazes of a crowd of passersby.

"What’s going on, who’s shouting?"

"Isn’t that Jim, the owner of Jim’s Chamber of Commerce? That fat leech, looks like he’s broken the law and got caught, hmph... serves him right!"

"Hmm... for Jim himself, to make the Black Tide Knights take action?"

"Looks like there are some artisans working on something up ahead, let’s go check out the spectacle..."

It must be said, watching the excitement is human nature.

Although most people, out of trust for the Black Tide Secret Society, didn’t think Jim was wrongly accused even if they didn’t know the situation, they didn’t mind a bit of spectacle.

Jim’s shouts quickly attracted a large group of curious onlookers.

Jim’s Chamber of Commerce was quite well-known in Scott East District, and many people recognized him.

However, although he was smooth in personality, he was extremely stingy with money, and those who had worked with him rated him poorly.

"Let me tell you, Jim was as thin as a stick before, barely able to eat, often dizzy from hunger. But since the Secret Society arrived, he first ran trade with the merchant ships, then saved up enough to start his own chamber of commerce, his business growing ever larger... hahaha, and his body’s fat also increased."

Someone started chattering, recounting Jim’s past.

Clearly, he was a wealthy businessman who had risen from an ordinary citizen.

At this moment, Rogel and the others, taking Jim, arrived at their destination.

"I’ve taken care of your request, sir,"

An old artisan took off his gloves and clapped the dust from his hands, smiling at Rogel.

"Thank you, here’s your payment."

After handing the money to the old artisan, Rogel looked at the row of streetlights ahead, nodding slightly, sure enough, an artisan who drank a Magic Potion worked fast.

At this time, Jim looked at the sturdy ropes hanging under the streetlights, and a foreboding feeling arose in his heart.

After a moment’s pause, he began to cry out his grievances frantically.

Hmm... he certainly was wronged, for until now he still didn’t know why he was arrested.

The reasons for the Black Tide Secret Society to deploy such a large formation to arrest him, besides his subordinates colluding with some Evil God, he really couldn’t think of any...

"I’m innocent!"

"I am a lawful citizen, never having done anything against the law, why arrest me, is it just because I’m a civilian with no background?"