The gentle sea breeze blew through the port of Mordor, and the sound of waves hitting the reef came from afar.
There were people coming and going in the port, and merchant ships full of goods were docked near the port. Occasionally, a team of heavily armed and expressionless guards patrolled by. The merchants who came and went could not help but give way in awe after seeing them. Occasionally, the legendary drows could be seen here, but they were not as evil as in the stories. They just looked a little cold and indifferent to everyone. These drows were quite strict in law enforcement, and the means used to bribe other guards did not seem to have much effect on them.
Stephen Hogg jumped down from the deck, touched his money bag after landing, and then looked at the Billow Tavern on the south side of the port.
This was a tavern run by a priest of the Sea Temple.
On the other side of the dock was the more luxurious Golden Crown Inn, which was the best place to spend money in Mordor, with the most expensive wine and the most beautiful maids. However, Stephen was just an ordinary pirate. He couldn't afford to go to that kind of place. He just occasionally drank a few glasses of rum in the Billow Tavern. He was now a man with a family. Naturally, he needed to be more careful, so after thinking about it, he turned and walked towards Mordor City.
"Forget it."
Stephen lowered his head and muttered, refusing his companion's invitation to go to the tavern for a night of fun. As he returned to his station, he thought to himself, "Now is the time to use money. The money I saved is enough for three hundred Kindler."
"Enough to buy a piece of land in the city."
"I heard that the mainland is not very safe recently. I'll bring her and the child over after a while."
Thinking of this, Stephen could not help but show a happy smile on his face.
He was not young anymore.
He was 35 years old this year, which was relatively old among pirates. As a human, Stephen felt that his physical energy was not as good as before after entering the age of 30. Although he had the strength of grade 2, and his combat experience was quite rich, after all, age was unforgiving. People in middle age could not avoid aging. This was the same even for advanced professions. In the last decisive battle with the pirate king Ashrod, Stephen was stabbed in the abdomen and lost a lot of blood at that time. Although he had recovered now, there were still some internal injuries.
Stephen drifted on the sea for a long time.
After so many years of life and death battles, he was already tired of it, so he planned to apply to join the city guards after handing over this mission.
Change to a more stable job.
In Stephen's long career as a pirate, he had followed many pirate leaders, but he had never met anyone like Sir Søren, who filled him with hope for the future.
Order.
Everything in Port Mordor was in good order because there was a strict order here. Although the law had not been fully established, the rules set by Sir Søren had always been strictly enforced. Anyone who challenged the rules would be mercilessly crushed. Stephen had never seen a pirate leader like Sir Søren who could control the rebellious pirates so well. Although some of the processes were bloody and cruel, that was only a small problem.
As long as they got used to Sir Søren's order, they would find that their lives were not as bad as before.
He didn't have to worry about being stolen and thrown into some stinking ditch after getting drunk, nor did he have to worry about his wealth falling into the hands of others after fighting to the death.
You should be rewarded for your efforts.
In Mordor, any job could allow people to support themselves. Even the most humble slave could get freedom because of hard work and live a good life in the city of Mordor.
What reason did Stephen have not to believe that he would have a better future than those slaves who were freed?
"The money is almost enough."
There was a paved road in the port that led directly to the city of Mordor. The neat road was repaired every once in a while. Stephen did not receive any education, so slightly complicated calculations were a bit troublesome for him. Although he had been spending money to learn words and arithmetic recently, unfortunately, because of his age, Stephen had been learning a bit difficult. So now he had to count with his fingers while he was on the road, "With the merits I've made in the past, I should be able to buy the land south of Mordor at the most favorable price."
"Almost enough to buy 15 acres of land?" (Note: the size is about the same as an acre, one acre is about 6 acres now.)
"These lands have been cultivated by slaves. Looking at the growth of the land, there should be a good harvest this year. After buying the land, I'll spend some money to buy two slaves from Shipwreck Bay to farm. Even if I'm old in the future, I can live a good life. "
"When I get the land deed, I'll bring her and the children over."
"Then I'll spend some money to ask a priest to hold the wedding. Haha! "
An honest smile appeared on Stephen's face, which softened the hideous scar on the left side of his face and made him look less frightening.
He had a lover.
She used to be a prostitute in Shipwreck Bay. Her husband used to be a sailor, but unfortunately, he died in a shipwreck. After her husband died, she struggled to raise two children alone. Unfortunately, it was too difficult for a woman to raise two half-grown children. In the end, she made up her mind and hooked up with men behind closed doors, relying on the sex business to support the two children. Then she met Stephen, a pirate who looked fierce but was very gentle to her.
After crippling a drunkard who did not pay after sleeping with a woman, Stephen got together with her.
She was a very gentle woman.
She was not very beautiful, and her voice was a little soft. She was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Her waist was a little thick, but her skin was white. She was very gentle and good at housework. She would clean the room and have a big butt. At first glance, she was a woman who could bear children. As for the sex business, Stephen did not care so much. A woman who could make up her mind to do this kind of business to support children only made him feel awe.
He was just a pirate.
It was a bit too much to say that his hands were covered in blood, but there were definitely many people who died under his hands.
There were people who deserved to die, and there were also innocent people.
Occasionally, he would go to the temple to confess his sins. Once, he even cried in her arms like a child.
Maybe the older he got, the more soft-hearted he became.
This time, when he went to Shipwreck Bay to escort goods, Stephen encountered a young thief. If it was in the past, he would definitely cripple the child's hand. But this time, when he saw the child's yellow face and thin body, he could not help but think of the two children. Not only did he let the thief go, but he also gave him a few silver Derahls.
Because life was difficult, and the door was always half-closed, the older of the two children had also done some sneaky things in the past.
Now, the thirteen-year-old child only had eight fingers.
Stephen was tired.
He was not young anymore. In a few years, he would be forty years old.
When a man reached forty years old, he could only rely on rich experience to fight. He wanted to change to a more stable life.
There was a woman.
There was a group of lively children.
A stable job, a stable home.
So many years of wandering on the sea had honed him into a real man. He could fight bravely without fear of death in battle, but this did not mean that he wanted to live a life of uncertainty all the time.
He was a little different from other pirates. Maybe when others reached his age, they would become eager for all this.
…
The gate of Mordor City appeared in front of him.
Stephen could not help but speed up his pace and rush towards his station. He had his own house. Although it was only a small brick house, after all, it was an industry that he fought for with his life. But most of the time, he still stayed in the station because the house was empty. It was not as convenient as staying in the station. When he picked up the woman, he would consider moving in.
"I have to buy some furniture too."
Stephen thought so in his heart. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his face showed an expression that all men understood. "Hey hey. There are three rooms. Maybe I should buy a bigger bed. "
At this time.
There was a noise at the gate of Mordor City.
Then a large pterosaur climbed out. Its head was much bigger than a cow. There was a rope around its neck. It seemed to be led by someone, but it was blocked. The pterosaur walked forward arrogantly without looking at the guards around. When it came out of the gate, it couldn't wait to flap its wings, blowing up the dust all over the sky.
"Okay! Okay! "
"Little black, stop it! I'll let you out to play now! "
A crisp child's voice came from behind. Although he still couldn't see the person, Stephen couldn't help but change his expression. He quickly bowed his head and knelt down on one knee, "Miss!"
This was the treasure of Mordor.
Her status in Mordor was similar to that of a princess. Everyone knew that Sir Søren valued her more than his life.
"Whoosh!"
The pterosaur's figure rose into the air.
Then Vivian, who was standing at the gate in a black princess dress, appeared in front of Stephen. The little girl didn't even notice Stephen kneeling on one knee. After letting go of the pterosaur's rope, she clapped her little hands gently and said, "Let's go! Lulu! I'll take you to catch fish today! … "
The petite cat girl was full of happiness when she heard this. She nodded desperately and said, "Meow! … Catch fish! … Lulu wants to eat grilled fish! … "
Under the sun.
Vivian held the little cat girl's hand and walked towards the beach. Stephen also quickly stood up and rushed to the station.
He still had to hand over the mission today.
…
Battle after battle.
Desperate battles over and over again.
Blood, slaughter, death. In the cruel and ruthless game of life and death, the city of Mordor finally stood on this overseas archipelago.
Søren didn't just change the fate of Vivian.
This city, which was full of vitality, changed the fate of many people.
Vivian finally had a stable environment to grow up in. She could live a life her age should have in her free time.
Happy.
Carefree.
Living like a child. After all, she was only nine years old.
And Søren.
He would continue to move forward in the killing, because of the promise, and also because of the protection.
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