After waking up

On the afternoon of August 18, the train Mullan was riding stopped at Valentine Railway Station. He stood up from the carriage alone and walked off the train carrying a box.

Mulan didn't notify anyone, but just called a taxi to go home. When he got to the door, he sorted out his mood, and then knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong"

Not long after, Old Buck opened the door from the inside and saw Mulan standing at the door with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa Buck!"

"Master Mulan! Come in, come in. When did you arrive? Why didn't you let me pick you up? You should be able to use a telegraph, right?"

Old Buck's eyes were full of surprises, and he quickly helped Mulan carry the box while talking continuously.

"It would be better for my people to come directly, without the need for a telegram."

The two of them kept talking until they reached the restaurant. Mulan sat down and Old Buck started to tidy up the kitchen again, preparing to show off his skills.

"Master Mulan, you must be used to good food in the imperial capital. I don't know if the food I made can still enter your mouth."

"Grandpa Buck, to be honest, even the chefs in the palace cannot match your skills."

Mulan said this, taking off his hat and placing it on the table, while speaking in a very normal tone.

"I'll bring Leo back in a while. I'll give you enough preparation time then and we'll cook a big meal."

Old Buck paused for a moment, and then resumed his previous actions.

"The children of the Jonster family are always prepared. Master Mulan, if Master Leo is gone, you don't have to worry about me. If he is still alive, I believe you can bring him back."

Old Buck did not turn around, and his voice was relatively calm, but Mulan did not walk over either, but repeated what he had just said.

"As long as he is alive, I will definitely bring him back."

Even if Leo is really dead, Mulan will bring back his bones. If he can't find the bones, he will also bring back his relics. In short, he will bring Leo back.

Old Buck seemed to heave a heavy sigh of relief. He turned the knife in his hand in a circle on his fingertips and turned around, his eyes becoming extremely sharp.

"Master Mulan, let me go too. Although he is old, his skills with swords should still be familiar to him."

Don't, don't, don't!

Mulan quickly stood up.

"Grandpa Buck, you don't need it. Just wait for the news here. And you don't have to worry about me. Unlike Leo, I am an extraordinary person with unimaginable power. There is no danger. I can act alone." It’s also more convenient.”

Although Mullan said it more tactfully, Old Buck understood that he was worried about himself.

"It seems I'm really old. Let's prepare dinner first."

Mulan felt relieved now. It would be very difficult for this old man to deal with him if he really became stubborn.

Although I haven't been back for a long time, it is very easy to return to this home. Mainly because everything familiar has not changed, and Leo has not married yet, so Mulan's return does not feel strange, as if he came back the next day after leaving.

The next morning, Mullan got up earlier than Old Buck. He just left a note and left alone, getting on the train to Bayer Port.

The less than five-hour drive ended quickly, and the city of Bayer Harbor appeared outside the train window.

Although the size of the city is far smaller than that of Valentine, the port of Bayer Port is not small. Almost one-third of the merchant ships here are owned by one family. They belong to Alva's industry and are also famous in the Dilga Empire. "Sea Earl".

Mulan got off the train calmly, and then walked along the port city to the seaside. Standing on the street near the port, the sea breeze carrying moisture hit his face.

It is mainly for commercial use, with almost no cruise ships. The various piers in the port are full of busy scenes, which is another style from my hometown of Valentine.

"I thought you would be late."

Walton's voice sounded not far away, and Mulan's eyes turned in that direction. He was sitting next to a pile of boxes, shaking a whole bottle of wine, and then he threw the wine over, and Mulan caught it with one hand. .

"Here you go, this wine is a bit strong, but the aftertaste is good, but I don't like it very much. Hey, there's also Mrs. Anlot's body temperature~"

The corner of Mulan's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't know who Mrs. Anlot was, but she was probably a pretty lady. This kind of person and Walton should each get what they need.

Mulan pulled out the cork and smelled the wine. It should taste good, but he didn't drink it. Instead, he put it in his suitcase.

Walton's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a set of clothes that seemed a little special in Mulan's box.

"You brought a change of clothes? We are not going on a trip!"

"Indeed, I guess I can't go out to sea dressed so well, right?"

Mulan simply opened the box. The clothes inside were of a rougher style, including a vest, leather jacket, loose trousers, a headscarf that could wipe away sweat and wrap your head, gloves and solid shoes, a set of clothes that looked very sailor-style.

"Oh~"

Walton sighed and whistled again.

Mullan closed the box and approached Walton, then looked at the many large ships in the port.

"Which ship should we get on and how exactly should we proceed?"

Walton pointed in a direction.

"Wharf Five, the Sky Star, is loaded with spices. It and several other ships will be lost in the song of the siren after going out to sea, and will be taken to the unfamiliar open sea, and then the Sky Star and a ship will have a lucky escape."

"What about the crew?"

Walton shrugged.

"Who knows, it depends on one's luck. Oh, by the way, I'll give it back to you."

Walton poured out another thing from the hat, which was the "Sea Soul" that he had kept for a long time. Mulan didn't recognize it for a while, because the color of the knife had changed, the scabbard had also changed, and none of the gems inlaid on it had changed. It's gone, and even the handle of the knife has been wrapped with cloth strips again.

Seeing Mulan's frown and suspicious eyes, Walton quickly waved his hand.

"Don't look at me like that. The knife must be that knife. It's just slightly modified. You can use magic to break the seal on it, but even if you don't, it's still extremely sharp."

"Is it really okay to use this knife at sea? Won't the Pirate King notice?"

"So try not to release it. Its existence can allow some special and informed sea monsters to sense that you have completely restrained your aura, so as to avoid misunderstandings."

Mulan gently pulled out the sea soul, and the blade was as bright as new with bursts of cold light.

"Part Siren?"

"Yeah, you can't tell everyone, right?"

"What if there is an accidental injury?"

Walton laughed.

"Hehehe, if any sea monster attacks you, you don't have to worry about anything. Of course, don't use too exaggerated or obvious force."

"You've been talking about me, what about you?"

"I'll take another sea route. If I were with you, I would never be able to hide it from Blomfield. After last time, he was extremely sensitive to my breath."

Mulan's brows twitched fiercely.

"I'm going to be near Blomfield?"

Walton snapped his fingers and looked in the direction of the sea.

"To be precise, it is a pirate fleet that has infiltrated Blomfield. They will go to find the top three sacred objects in the legend - the wish pot. We will slowly adjust the plan midway. Well, if your brother is still alive, Perhaps the best chance of finding him is along this route.”

"Don't think too much. I don't know about your brother and the pirate. I only know that Blomfield is looking for the wish pot and has clues. The original plan was different. It can only be said that an accident prompted us to act."

Mulan snorted and said nothing. Whether Walton's explanation was true or false didn't mean much to him.

"Then I wish you good luck. I believe you have enough ability and brains to adapt to changes. I have made the most basic arrangements for the Tianxing. Just go there. Finally."

Walton paused for a moment.

"Don't die."

After saying that, Walton put on his hat and walked towards a pier in the distance.

Mulan held the slightly curved knife in his hand. After watching Walton go away, he looked around and then turned into a small alley. When he reappeared, he was already dressed as a capable sailor, except for one shoulder. The coarse cloth bag and even the original suitcase have been thrown away.

It's a cargo ship and there are no passengers, so it's naturally best to be a sailor on board.

As for the face, Mulan gently stabbed the corner of his eye. The wound quickly scabbed over, adding a fierceness to his face. At the same time, his body functions were also rapidly metabolizing. About half an inch of beard grew on his lips and chin within a few minutes. stubble, and then put the headscarf on.

It's just a simple change, but it can distinguish his appearance from the heroic Viscount Jonest. No illusions or surgeries are used.

After a while, I deliberately tanned a little more, and with the slightly sunken eye sockets, it can be said that the people closest to me can only recognize her if they look closely.

When walking towards the Tianxing, Mulan had already begun to imitate what a sailor should look like in his mind. Under the unique resonance, some of his aura also moved closer to the surrounding sailors.

On the edge of the Tianxing's gangplank, the first mate was looking at the port from time to time. Suddenly, he saw Mulan and the knife on his back, and hurriedly walked out.

"You're finally here Vincent. We are short of manpower. Please help us move the goods! Don't be stunned. We are busy. If you want to eat, hurry up and work -"

Mullan followed the tide and moved the spices piled on the dock with other sailors and dock workers. The others just looked at him and the knife behind his back for a few times before continuing to work.

The sailors recruited by the Earl of the Sea have all been investigated. Many of them are retired imperial soldiers, and sometimes they will fight with pirates when they encounter them. Not to mention carrying a knife, there are also a few who carry a gun. Even if they don't carry one themselves , weapons will also be issued when fighting is needed.