Chapter 230 The Drunkard Old Man in Tangia Port
Although the trip was not aimed at hunting monsters, Hayata was still full of expectations.
While in Minagard City, Master Amos was very busy, and the time for teaching hunting had to be continuously compressed, so naturally it was impossible to take her out for a stroll.
After being promoted to three stars and graduating, she wanted to travel to the mainland, but for some reasons she stopped in Bokai Village in the Snowy Mountains. She practiced there for almost a year, and then came to Dongdolu Ma.
Most of the entire continent is in a new and "unexplored" state to her.
Being able to go out for a walk and gain knowledge, even if you don't hunt, seems quite interesting.
In the hunter's cabin in the assembly hall.
Hayata hummed a tuneless tune while packing her bags for going out.
Perhaps because of the psychological shadow left by her previous encounter with the Blue Fire Dragon, she now habitually puts a Kampo medicine in the corner of her prop bag, plus a piece of Kampo medicine given to her by Gordon at the dinner party last night. A secret medicine.
I will feel much more at ease.
After checking the luggage and necessary props, carefully equipping the female fire dragon armor, and hanging the flying dragon sword [Kui] diagonally behind her, Hayata walked out of the hut in a relaxed mood.
It was still early morning.
There were not many hunters in the hall of the assembly hall. Those staying in the tavern area at this time were either those who got up early to have breakfast, or those who were still awake after drinking too much last night.
Carefully walking around an elder sister who was snoring on the ground holding a wine bottle, Hayata came to Gordon and Pig Chop, who were waving to her.
“Good morning, Senior Gordon, here’s the pork chop.”
"Good morning!"
"Good morning, you look good." Gordon pushed a bowl of oatmeal with dried fruits in front of Hayata.
Hayata finished his meal in a hurry, then took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth gracefully.
"Have you eaten? It's almost time. Let's go to the airship pad."
"Okay~!"
The air journey from East Doruma City to Tangia Port took three days and two nights.
Gordon was once again impressed by the convenient air transportation system in East Doruma.
If you take a boat and take the sea route like Ancil and the others, it will take at least a month. If you walk, this time may be three to four times longer.
When the airship landed, the prosperous Tangia Port gradually appeared in sight.
Hayata behaved like a child going out for an outing. He didn’t shout too much, but he did see everything novel.
Gordon was also attracted by the huge stone pillars standing tall on the sea not far from the port.
These are the "lighthouses that ward off disasters", the famous landmark of Tangia Port. The stone tower spiers are always bright, guiding ships to return safely in the dark night and wind and rain.
Tangia Port, which is both a port and a trading city, naturally has a hunter gathering place.
After getting off the airship, Gordon inquired a little and got the location of the meeting place. He took Hayata and Pork Chop and walked there.
The Tangia Hunter Assembly Hall is very close to the port and is set up next to the trestle on the seaside. What surprised Gordon and the others the most was that the assembly hall here was actually open-air.
Sailors, businessmen, and hunters came and went, chatting and laughing, regardless of each other. It was a lively atmosphere different from that of East Doruma.
"Hahaha! You've never seen a hunter before, come and have a drink with me! Tons, tons, tons!"
A generous laugh accompanied by the sound of swallowing wine, from the counter The direction came.
Gordon and Hayata turned around and saw that it was an old man from the Dragon race standing on the counter table with his hands on his hips and drinking wine.
The same old man from the dragon tribe is different from the simple attire of the Kokot village chief or the head of the East Doruma Guild.
He wears a white big-brimmed hat on his head, a blue cloak on his back, and an upturned mustache, making him look majestic and arrogant.
"Poof! Pour the wine, pour the wine!" The old man who drank half the glass and spilled half the glass vigorously hit the table with the wine glass and shouted loudly.
A girl in a blue sailor suit with blond hair ran up to the old man and kept bowing and apologizing to Gordon and the others.
"Sorry, sorry! Please don't mind, President, he is drunk again!"
"What nonsense! Cathy! Pour me some wine quickly, ha! It's full Fill it up!" The old man shook his body and continued to tap the wine glass.
Upon hearing this, the blond waitress named Cathy turned around and put her hands on her hips, and lectured dissatisfiedly: "President! You can't drink any more, you are already drunk!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I am A thousand cups of wine won’t make you drunk!”
“Eh-!” Cathy quickly covered her skirt and her face turned red.
“Hahaha! I saw it, it’s blue and white stripes!”
“Bang!”
A huge round-headed copper hammer was swung in a round direction, and the "President" was thrown away in one fell swoop. It drew a parabola in the air, flew over the trestle, and finally fell into the sea.
Gordon: "."
The one wielding the hammer was another girl with black hair in a sailor uniform. She carried the hammer on her shoulder and raised her skirt elegantly, " I'm Alina, I'm sorry to make you laugh."
"It's really energetic. Is that old gentleman okay?" Gordon asked with a dry smile.
"It's okay, it's not just once or twice." The black-haired Alina was carrying a hammer and said very scary words.
After walking back to the counter and placing the copper hammer next to a huge gong, Alina turned around with a sweet, business-like smile on her face.
"You two, how can I help you?"
Everything that just happened made Gordon forget what he was here for a while. Yatta answered: "We want to inquire about something."
“Ahem, cough, cough, whatever, I know everything about Port Tangia.”
I don’t know when I crawled out of the sea, and the old dragon man who had sobered up from the wine took off his big hat. The brimmed hat squirted the water and returned to his beloved counter table with a mumble.
"My head hurts. What just happened? Why is I in the sea?"
Gordon glanced at the expressionless Alina from the corner of his eye, selectively ignored the old dragon man's questions, and sorted out After the sentence, he explained his purpose of coming, "Hello, Mr. President, we are hunters from East Doruma.
We would like to know if there is a man named An Xi recently. Your heavy crossbow envoy and a shield and axe envoy named Feng Ying came to Tangia Port?"
The old dragon man rubbed his red and swollen head, "Anhil, Feng Ying doesn't seem to have any impression? "
"It's Anhil Sterling who is following the Sterling Chamber of Commerce, and a silly, um, I mean innocent and lively dragon girl?"
Gordon looked back in surprise.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man from the Dragon Tribe who was wearing the national costume of the Western Continent, carrying a black sheath sword, and had an impressive thick eyebrow shape.
Cathy and Alina behind the counter bowed together, and the old dragon man president also waved his big-brimmed hat and said hello to the man.
"Hello, it's them." Gordon nodded at the visitor, "My name is Gordon, and I am their friend. Do you know where they stay?"
"Unfortunately, they left with the Sterling Chamber of Commerce's ship a few days ago. Looking at the direction of the ship's sailing, it seems that they were planning to go east?"
"You remember wrongly, they should have gone west." Gordon responded to the man's temptation with a smile.
“Hahaha, I remembered it wrong. Gordon faced the storm, and the little girl Feng Ying talked about you. I didn’t expect that we met just a few days later.
It’s fate that we meet, let’s have a drink together?”
“Okay!”
Gordon had a hearty smile on his face, but he was sighing in his heart. Feng Ying has that big mouth.
(End of this chapter)