Author: Shenyou Buzhou Mountain

Cities near the sea are mostly prosperous.

Maja City is a typical representative among them.

In the slang of the indigenous residents of the "Blackwall Mountains", "Maja" means "volcano", so many people call this majestic city on the seaside the city of lava.

It is a strange thing that a city by the sea is given the nickname "Scorching Heat".

But as soon as they see Maja, people will instantly understand that this nickname is simply "honest and elegant".

Different from the flat terrain of most cities near the sea, Maja's altitude is too high. The southern city near the sea is a huge port cluster, humid and low-lying; while the northern city is built on the mountains, clean and elegant.

The huge magical flame is burning at the highest point of the northern city, like a boiling volcano, releasing blazing light and energy all the time, and is an important beacon for countless ships to identify their direction.

Because of the huge terrain gap, among the local population, the southern city area near the sea is called "lower city area", while the northern city area built on the mountain is naturally called "upper city area".

The lower city is the location of the port and the source of Maja's economy. However, this kind of place has always been a mixed bag of fish and dragons, which is extremely difficult to manage. The air is humid and smells of fish all year round. Therefore, Maja's governors, rich people, and middle class all moved there.

Arrive at Shangcheng District.

Lower town and upper town sound like they are sharply opposed to each other, but in fact... they are also like this.

Maja’s economy is very dynamic, but it does not have particularly sought-after goods or resources. The essential reason for its strength is its superior geographical location. As the only outlet to the sea in the “Black Wall Mountains”, Maja’s shipping is extremely developed, with daily throughput

The amount is frightening.

The rich moved to the upper city to enjoy the sunshine and breeze. They hired workers to work in the lower city and monopolized the majority of the maritime trade. The people in the lower city who relied on the port for a living could only live in damp, low-lying areas that were dark and smelly.

Over time, conflicts arise.

Several large-scale armed fights ended with both sides losing.

The upper city area is a standard official army. In addition to shining armor and well-trained soldiers, it is also equipped with magicians, alchemists, magic beast swordsmen, knights and other extraordinary powers.

Xiacheng District is a mixed bag, and every fight is led by a few big gangs. Although there are indeed masters, and the people who hang out in the port are also very brave and fierce, the temporarily organized team will definitely not be able to defeat the upper city.

However, although the upper city has an absolute advantage in combat power, seriously injuring or even killing the people in the lower city will not be beneficial to the rich and the governors - the port cannot be short of people, no one will work, and the loss will be heavy gold coins.

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Thus, a peace agreement was reached.

Every month, Shangcheng District will allocate gold coins to Xiacheng District to improve the environment, improve education and support the elderly. In return, Xiacheng District will no longer be able to cause trouble.

However, gold coins obviously cannot make the upper city and lower city of Maja become intimate again.

I don’t know since when, at night, Maja’s patrols will not appear on the damp streets of the lower city; the proclamations signed by the consul will also be torn off at night in the lower city.

——After the sun sets, the lower city of Maja is ruled by those big gangs by default.

This is Maja's unspoken rule, and it is also a secret that everyone knows but cannot openly tell.

A strange balance has been achieved. Although it seems fragile and absurd, as long as the upper city and the lower city do not touch each other's bottom line, this "trust and tacit understanding" can be maintained for a long time.

However, tonight, this tacit understanding was on the verge of being broken.

…

Teda sat on the seat with a gloomy look on his face. His hair was red and stood up straight. He looked like an angry lion. His body was huge and his muscles were knotted. He had a black sawtooth whale tattoo on his chest. This image fit him very well.

Identity - the third boss of the "Evil Whale Gang", a large gang in Xiacheng District.

"The boss is not here, you should say something!" Teda spoke angrily, stamping his foot hard, and the heavy rock floor was directly destroyed by him:

"You don't even have to say yes, okay, then I say, now, let the brothers take the guy and go to Turtle Castle to ask for an explanation!"

"How dare you!" Shan Meng'er, the second leader of the Evil Whale Gang, scolded directly:

"At this time, you fucker are going to the consul to ask for an explanation? You are putting your neck under someone else's knife! You are looking for death! Also, don't call Turtle Castle from now on, it is called Baiyin Mansion!"

"Hmph...coward!"

"You're on the wrong side! Teda! We'll wait until the boss comes back to tell us everything!"

"Hey, don't think that because you are the second in charge, I will be afraid of you. The boss said before he left that if he is not here, we will have to discuss everything." Teda stared at him:

"We have several heads of state here, let's just show our hands and vote!"

"Damn it, you bull, stupid donkey, big stupid bear..." Shan Meng'er was trembling with anger, but although he was the second-in-command of the Evil Whale Gang, he was usually responsible for "clerical affairs."

He is a character similar to a master. He is not a vulgar person. He just curses him with the same words, but it doesn't hurt at all if it falls into the ears of Teda, a cutthroat person.

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, let's vote by show of hands! The boss is not here, the fourth child is lying down, me, you, five, six, seven, eight and nine, there are exactly seven of us!" Teda said loudly:

"Those who agree with the second leader and think we should stay put, raise your hands!"

Whoa, two people raised their hands.

Shan Meng'er rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"Haha!" Teda rubbed his hands excitedly:

"Now, those who agree with me and think we should go to the Archon to ask for an explanation, raise your hands!"

Whoa, there are still two people raising their hands.

Teda was furious:

"Who! Who is acting as a scapegoat!"

He took a quick look and finally found the problem.

The boss is not here,

The fourth child had his heart cut open and his lungs removed, and he lay on the ground with his eyes open.

Lao Liu and Lao Qi supported Shan Meng Er.

Lao Wu and Lao Ba support Teda.

Lao Jiu didn't raise his hand.

...Lao Jiu didn’t come at all!

It's just that this person usually has a weak sense of presence. After the tragic death of the fourth child, everyone was running around anxiously, but they didn't notice him for a while.

"...Where's Lao Jiu?"

"Going to Yan Street."

"What are you doing there?"

"Oh, I think about it, he seemed to have said this morning... that he was going to see the oiran."

"Fuck the monster's butthole..."

"Teda, calm down. It's actually a good thing that the ninth brother didn't come. You were really too anxious. We want to avenge the fourth brother, but we have to wait for the boss to come back..."

…

At the same time, "Smoke Street" is located at the intersection of Shangcheng District and Xiacheng District.

There were so many people and it was so crowded that it was difficult to even move.

The young man holding a hollow straw in his mouth rolled up his sleeves and crowded around with others. From time to time he imitated others and blew a hooligan whistle.

"The oiran is here——"

I don't know who shouted this voice, and the people became more enthusiastic, cheering, making fun, and yelling incessantly.

The young man was so squeezed that he stretched his neck and looked forward, but was pressed down by a hand from behind.

"Hey, hey, hey! Quality, quality!" The young man holding the hollow straw in his mouth was furious and grabbed the hand holding his head.

However, what he didn't expect was that the skin he felt when he touched it was not the rough and greasy skin of most people in the city, but smooth and soft, like nephrite.

The young man subconsciously let go and looked behind him.

Behind him, the beautiful and charming girl withdrew her hand and said with a smile:

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you look at the courtesan? Huh? You are really pretty! Tsk, tsk, tsk, that little waist..."

——Hey, I don’t believe it anymore. This time I look at beautiful women, go shopping in Goulan, and laugh like a loser. Is it possible that I can still be liked by men?

So thought a certain savior who turned into a woman again.
Chapter completed!