Luck is relative. The luck of other pirates on the inland sea seems to be not very good. After all, not all pirates have good luck from Gold. It can also be said that the goddess of luck is standing on the side of the Skuo again.

During the next journey, the Skuo, which avoided the main route, only encountered a few strange ships.

However, the wind at sea was strong, and the skuo was advancing with a full sail was light and the strange ships only saw the mast of the skuo and were left far behind by the skuo.

Just like the fat captain boasted proudly: "This is the best Clipper on the Inland Sea."

However, the Skuo, which had gone in a big circle, delayed the trip for another three days, resulting in the trip delay not expected, so Major Moritz, who had no elastic reserves, drank all the wine again.

The warrant officers watched as the originally gentle major's lips became dry and cracked, their temper became more and more irritable, and even their mental state began to become abnormal.

The major either fell and beat on the boat every day; or he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and stepped back and forth on the deck, making all warrant officers accompany him to insomnia.

Who is not afraid of mental illness? Even Major General Leighton began to avoid Major Moritz intentionally or unintentionally, and the pressure from the warrant officers was even greater.

Fortunately, I finally arrived in Hailan City safely. When I saw the landmark building of Hailan Port, the warrant officers couldn't help but shed tears.

The reason is not only the excitement of the wanderer returning home, but also the "little happiness" of Major Moritz, a patient with severe alcohol addiction.

The closer it is to the Marina Port, the more Winters can feel the prosperity of the alliance's largest port.

When it arrived at the last section of the route, the Skuo wanted to deliberately avoid other ships and could not do it. Because with the origin of the sea blue port, hundreds of ships' routes formed a fan, which was heading for or just leaving the port.

Winters even saw a real warship cruising offshore, which was a real big guy. Compared with the other party's majestic ship tower and huge hull, the Skuo was simply a young child.

However, what the warrant officers did not expect was that the Skuo did not enter the port directly but was anchored on the sea outside the port.

The acting captain was immediately surrounded by warrant officers who were eager to go home.

"Big ports like Hailan Port do not allow small merchant ships like us to dock at will." The acting captain, who was sprayed with a look of spitting, explained the rules at sea to the group of army: "Hailan Port has not been expanded for more than ten years, and there are few berths. Merchant ships have to wait at the anchorage outside the port first and queue up to enter the port.

Let’s get anchor here first, and wait for the customs officials to come over to order goods in a small boat. If you are anxious to go home, you can ask the customs tax collectors if they can get along and let you take their boat ashore."

However, the warrant officers soon fell into disappointment again because they found that the "customs boat" mentioned by the captain was really a "boat".

This boat is not much bigger than a canoe, about two people wide and less than three meters long. Two tax collectors and two oarsmen stuffed the boat full of it, and the boat was strapped to death and sat on one person.

Watching the boat bump up and down with the waves, Winters was really worried that the boat that the four employees of the customs officers would be overturned in the next second.

"Is this first mate playing with us?" Andre was about to get mad at the anger: "Let us go home in such a small boat? I might as well go back to swim!"

"Then do you know how to swim?" Bard asked suddenly.

Andre suddenly became silent. He was silent for a while before he replied awkwardly: "No."

But he asked Bud without admitting his defeat: "Then can you swim?"

"I will." Bard replied calmly.

"What are you bragging about?" Andre was furious: "When did the military academy teach swimming? The largest swimming pool in the military academy is the water tank in the practice room. Don't tell me that I was learned from the monastery again?"

"The monks don't teach swimming, and the monks can't swim," Bad said with a smile: "But monks like to eat fish, and the monastery has their own fish pond."

Whether it is Orthodox or Catholic Church, fish and meat have special religious status. In the ancient Empire, Western churches were still underground organizations that were attacked every once in a while. At that time, the church used the figures of fish and wine glasses as codes. So Bad was not bluffing Andre casually.

"It's impossible to swim back, it's not close to the shore." Winters quickly stood up and ended the big discussion on swimming skills: "Actually, is there a small boat on the Skuo?"

"Where?" Andre suddenly became energetic.

“It hangs right behind the stern of the boat.”

Hearing the good news, Andrei ran to the stern of the boat excitedly, and Winters and Bard had no choice but to follow him.

But after actually seeing the boat Andre couldn't help but be disappointed again, because the boat equipped on the Skuo was smaller than the customs boat.

The customs boat could even be equipped with five people, while the boat on the Skuo was a large bathtub. It was estimated that if the three people sat there, there would be no more place to step on them.

"This ship is not as good as the customs ship." Bud said with a wry smile.

But Andre began to calculate with a slight slogan: "If you can sit three people at a time, we have thirty-six people in two commanders, thirty-six divided by three is twelve."

He slapped his thighs excitedly: "It will take us ashore in twelve round trips, but it is not a hassle. It won't take long!"

Winters was about to cry by his dear Andrea Chellini. He finally realized how Major Moritz felt when he saw him and several artillery officers moving cannons during the battle on the sidelines a few days ago.

He and Bard looked at each other with deep pain, confirming that they both realized that Andre's intelligence had lost its value of rescue: "If you think about it carefully, if you go ashore, someone will have to row the boat back! One round trip will only transport two people to the ashore. Considering that it will take longer to return, it will probably not be transported until tomorrow."

"Yes, let's wait to enter the port with peace of mind. We still have luggage. If we load it, we can only sit two people in the boat." Bud has always been considerate and he added the luggage that Winters ignored: "Didn't the new captain say? The waiting time will not be long, and we will be able to dock tomorrow at the latest."

However, Andre obviously did not listen to the second half. He added the two elements of "baggage weight" and "return paddler" to his original mathematical model, thinking about new solutions.

At this time, two customs tax collectors had already boarded the ship. They were wearing big-brimmed hard hats and wearing black leather armor. The key parts on the leather armor were reinforced by thin iron plates and the joints were protected by chain mail.

These two tax collectors are tall, tough in appearance, and swords are hung on their belts. From the outside, they are more like figures such as bandits or mercenaries than civil servants of the customs of Veneta.

If one of them hadn't had a folio in his hand, Winters would have thought they were just tax collectors' bodyguards.

"Is this the customs tax collector? Why does it seem to be more capable than a pirate?" Winters said to Bud in surprise. He looked at the two tax collectors and felt that even one-on-one, he could not guarantee that he could win.

Bard chuckled, leaning on the fence of the ship relaxed and replied: "Since ancient times, tax collectors have been more dangerous than being a soldier. The emperor was driven away when I was born, but since I was a child, I can always hear rumors that the tax officials in the Federation of Provincial Governments were tragic in the wilderness."

Winters laughed loudly. As a man who grew up in a city, he had never heard of any businessman and craftsman who fought against taxes so much that he caused death. The sovereign war did not count, and the sheriff and the city guard could settle any citizen who did not want to pay taxes.

"The United Provincial Republic is a republic established by urban militias, so the United Provincial Government does not have strong control over the countryside, and the United Provincial Government also lacks attention to the countryside." Bard still had a faint smile on his face.

As a well-educated Unionist who grew up in the countryside, attended military academy in the city, and was well-educated, Bard had a much deeper understanding of the political system of the Union Republic than Winters: "For citizens, the Union army broke the shackles of the emperor and the city was able to develop freely. But in rural areas, the Union Republic inherited all the rights of the old nobles, what they used to be and what they are now. So for ordinary farmers like my parents, it was just a change of emperor."

"It's still different." Hearing that his friends seemed to be criticizing the Alliance, Winters subconsciously wanted to refute. For him, the Alliance and the Militia Alliance meant Marshal Ned and General Antoine Laurent, and could not be defiled. But he actually didn't understand politics and could not think of any difference for a while.

"Hahaha, it's really different." Seeing that Winters racked his brains and didn't think of anything different, Bard began to refute himself: "After all, the Republic has banned aristocratic privileges such as marriage tax that insults personality. It cannot be said that there is no progress, but economic rights are not allowed."

"Yes, there are still changes." Although the simple virgin Winters actually doesn't know what the "marriage tax" is, he said with a consistent opportunistic attitude: "As long as there is progress, it is a good thing, and what happens overnight?"

Hearing that the tax collector had boarded the ship, the acting captain of the Skuo quickly came out of the cabin, trying his best to imitate the old leader, bent down and jogged to meet the two customs tax collectors.

"What is the ship loading?" The tax collector holding the folio was very cold. He had experienced too much such flattering performance and had long been used to it.

"Tobacco, and sugar." The acting captain replied, stuffing the big bags in his hand into the arms of the tax collector: "Try our best tobacco and white sugar as white as clouds, try it."

"What are you doing? Want to bribe me?" The tax collector scolded, but he didn't take the handed over. He thought to himself that this guy was so ignorant and wanted to give him a gift in public.

His attitude was even worse: "You dare to bribe tax collectors, don't you want it? Don't do these useless things! Take me to some cargo on the survey ship, do you know the tax rate?"

The acting captain was frightened by the tax collector's words and sweated coldly. The tax collector bribed the tax collector to cut off his right hand according to the law, but the fat captain did this every time. A fat hand is still alive. Could it be that he had a problem at some point? Hearing the tax collector ask about the tax rate, he hurriedly replied, "I know, I know."

"Hailan Port does not accept physical goods, do you know?"

"I know, I know."

"Take me to order goods."

"Okay, OK."

"Why are there so many people on the boat?"

"It's all the officers and priests of the Army, and they came back from Keito City with our ship." The acting captain added: "It's our Aquatic Blue Army."

"Oh?" The tax collector raised his eyebrows. He looked at the warrant officers on the deck in groups of three or three. The warrant officers were all dressed in military school cadet outfits, and they all looked energetic and did not look like slaves no matter how they looked.

The tax collector had a conclusion in his mind, knowing that these people were not slaves, but he still sneered and taught the acting captain a lesson: "If you dare to sell humans, you will be dead, do you know?"

"I know, I know." The acting captain nodded quickly. The laws of the alliance countries are different, and their attitudes towards slaves are also different. However, in the Aquarium Republic, bribery of civil servants only kills hands, while trafficking of humans requires beheading them.

"Take me some inspections."

"Okay, OK."

The acting captain of the Skuo led two tax collectors to the cabin. The original first mate was also an old sailor who had been at sea for more than ten years, but this time he still had to be beaten by society because of his lack of rich social experience.

What welcoming the Skuo will be a strict and thorough test. I wonder if the fat captain who is still drifting on the sea will suddenly feel ache?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Hey! I understand!" Andre suddenly shouted excitedly, and he danced with Winters and Bard explained his latest mathematical theory: "I know how to use this boat to send us all ashore as soon as possible. Let three people take a boat ashore first, and after coming back, they will only carry one boat of luggage and cycle back and forth.

Only one person can paddle each time, and make sure that each person can paddle only once, so that everyone can have enough strength.

In just twenty-seven times, we could transport all our people and our luggage ashore..."

It turns out that this guy hasn't spoken for so long and is just thinking about his own mathematical theory.

Winters and Bud looked at each other in pain again. Winters suddenly felt his phantom limb pain again, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Bard said to Andre seriously: "I never expected that you are such a math genius. I still have a difficult problem that I have never figured out. Please teach me. An old man brought a wolf, a sheep and a basket of turnips across the river. The boat was too small, so he could only bring one thing at a time. Wolves wanted to eat sheep and sheep had to eat turnips. How could the old man bring all three things to the other side of the river intact?"

Winters sighed painfully from the deepest part of his chest, and he felt that his phantom limbs were getting worse.

Later, the tax collector ordered the goods, collected the money, and left the bills, and then took a small boat to check on other boats.

The Skuo stayed overnight at the underground anchorage of Hailan Port and waited until it entered the port tomorrow.

Major Moritz, a patient with severe alcohol brain, still walked around the open deck with sighs and sighs.

Winters lay on the deck, a few kilometers away, where he was thinking about day and night. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Not far from Winters, Bud seemed to sleep soundly.

Winters suddenly thought that he had finally returned to his hometown, but Bud left his hometown, and he must have felt bad.
Chapter completed!