"Boss, in Bilgewater, you have to show your bravery, show your ferocity. Your weapon should be in the most conspicuous place, and your eyes should always remain fierce. Otherwise, those people will continuously swarm you like Berserk-sharks in the Waterways!"
Graves, chewing on a cigar, spoke in a rough voice, holding his double-barreled shotgun, Destiny. He wouldn't easily give up his old gun until Duke made him a new one.
Even if this gun was worthless in Duke's words!
Following behind with the incessantly chattering Duke, Graves walked leisurely down the street with his hands in his pockets. This time, unlike before, with Graves accompanying him, there were no longer so many covetous gazes.
"I am a scientist, not a vicious thug who fights and kills all day. Why would I need that? Besides, isn't it more useful to have you by my side?"
Duke perceived Graves's emotions and thoughts. After he said that, Graves's emotions suddenly surged, mostly with disdain. Thoughts were also continuously captured by Duke.
"This kid actually has the nerve to call himself a scientist?"
"I've never seen a scientist who can fight better than me!"
"But before my gun is made, I must stay close to him!"
"Once I get my gun, I'll go settle the score with that bastard Twisted Fate!"
"As for now, I'll just fool this kid for a while."
...
As Graves's thoughts and emotions were continuously perceived by Duke, Duke also made more connections about his own magic talent. Besides being able to give life to inanimate objects, it turns out that applying magic to living beings has such wonderful uses!
It was a miscalculation. He always treated his magic talent as an AI wholesale machine, always burying himself in the field of scientific research, but forgot that he should carefully explore his own potential. 273
"Giving life to inanimate objects, sensing living beings, then can I control the living beings into which I have input my magic?"
Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be suppressed.
"Try it on this fool?"
At this moment, several burly women with tattooed faces walked past Duke and them with grim expressions.
Duke glanced at these burly women. Through the tattoos and markings on their bodies, he could tell that these people were followers of the Mother Serpent and also guardians of the temple.
Snap!
Duke snapped his fingers and continued forward with an unchanged expression.
Graves subconsciously whistled at the burly women. As soon as the whistle sounded, Graves's expression changed.
The burly female warriors of the Mother Serpent Temple looked at him with hostile expressions. The leader gave a warning look, but a few also raised their eyebrows at Graves, their eyes full of hints.
Graves's burly figure and full beard were quite in line with the aesthetic of some traditional Bilgewater women.
Graves's face immediately turned green, and he chuckled twice, no longer as arrogant as before, trailing behind Duke dejectedly, constantly wondering in his heart.
Why did he, against his better judgment, whistle at Nagakabouros's warriors?
Damn it!
It must be Twisted Fate's fault. If he hadn't betrayed me back then, I wouldn't be like this now!
Yes, it's all his fault!
Graves, who was constantly muttering to himself, didn't notice Duke's playful expression in front of him. Duke took his hand out of his pocket, looked at his palm with clear lines, and a smile of everything being under control appeared on his face.
The two walked and stopped along the way, mainly because Duke stopped to buy Bilgewater specialties. After more than half an hour, they arrived at the port in the main port area where the ship was docked.
(ajfa) No matter what kind of ship it is or what its purpose is for coming here, it will stop at this port.
Whether your purpose is resupply, cargo, residency or mooring, you cannot bypass this port.
"Boss, what are we doing here?"
As Graves chattered, continuously releasing second-hand smoke, Duke rolled his eyes. "Find the ship I came on and have the people left on it take me to a hotel."
"Only in a quiet place can I build you a gun. Or are you saying you want me to build you a gun in your dirty, gloomy shack? In that case, missing a screw or a nut shouldn't matter, right?!"
"Please, absolutely not!" Graves said with an awkward smile. He was willing to follow Duke entirely because Duke had promised to build him a gun. Before he got his hands on it, he wouldn't easily leave Duke.
Of course, if Twisted Fate appeared, that would be a different story!
"Alright, stop bothering me. I need to find the ship I arrived on!"
Duke's eyes scanned over the ships, silently judging their types and origins.
"Hmm, a Noxus ironclad. The axe-blade-like bow is their consistent style. A Demacia merchant ship. Can the people of Bilgewater afford their weapons?"
"An Ixtal vessel, truly verdant!"
"Oh, I didn't expect to see an Ionia ship, and there are even Vastaya as sailors on board!"
Duke glanced at the Ionia merchant ship. The deck and below were filled with sailors moving supplies, while the first mate and Captain were haggling with the dock supplier.
"Vastaya are really interesting. As people, they also have animal characteristics. There's even a chameleon with flowers growing on its head on the mast."
Duke withdrew his gaze and continued forward, but he stopped abruptly and looked back at the Ionia merchant ship. "A chameleon with flowers growing on its head?"
"A chameleon with flowers?"
"A chameleon?!!!"
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