-244- Sir Linwin!

"If I were you, I'd drink a little less, so you won't need to go to the bathroom later."

Raven turned to look at Linwin, advising again, "There's no place here for you to relieve yourself. If you need to, you'll have to leave the tavern and find a spot outside. But if I were you, I'd choose to stay in this tavern."

Linwin shrugged, seeming indifferent to Raven's warning.

"Don't think I'm trying to scare you, stranger," Raven said coldly, then added, "If you don't want someone cutting your throat from behind and tossing you into the sea for the fish, you'd better listen to me."

With that, Raven turned and left.

He had to warn these guys. Once the alcohol got to their heads, trouble could easily brew if they weren't cautioned.

And that wasn't a situation the captain wanted to see. She liked this tavern, evident from the girlish flower decorations and the perfumes in the corners to mask the stench of men.

The Rose Tavern was Captain Sarah's relaxation spot, and she didn't want to smell blood when she came here for a good time.

But Raven was also curious about this young merchant's identity.

Those were Piltover coins, real continental currency, shining gold when melted.

And that guy had a sack full of Piltover coins. Raven couldn't help but think that this foolish merchant wouldn't live past tomorrow.

And his job was to ensure that his death wouldn't happen in the Rose Tavern.

Back at his original seat, Raven sipped on Zaunite alchemical spirits—chemically processed drinks, strong and fiery.

Raven enjoyed the thrill of it.

"He's telling the truth," the bartender interjected, "You may have been to Bilgewater before, but this place is different from what you used to know about Bilgewater. Don't think he's just a bouncer in the tavern; he's Miss Fortune's deputy, our vice-captain."

With that, the bartender pushed a drink with a ice cube in it in front of Linwin. "Take your time drinking it. One coin is enough for you to have over twenty drinks here. Cheers."

With a meaningful smile, the bartender looked coldly at Linwin and said, "After all, this is your last chance to taste alcohol."

"Miss Fortune?" Linwin brushed off the bartender's final threat, took the drink, and upon hearing the familiar name, chuckled. "So, this is Sarah Fortune's tavern?"

Picked a random tavern and ended up in the most unexpected one?

But Twisted mentioned just going into a tavern should be fine, so even if it's the wrong one, it should be okay?

And could this be considered a little surprise? After all, Linwin was somewhat interested in Sarah.

Of course, not in that way, just curious. Linwin was curious because Sarah was always famous for her chest size.

And this spicy Miss Sarah Fortune, could also be ranked high on the list if one must say.

So Linwin was curious about what the real Sarah looked like.

"I remember she's not a bounty hunter, right? Lives off the people caught on that board," Linwin said, resting his hands on the bar.

Behind the bartender, next to the board full of drink names, was a slightly taller, heavily scarred, dirty wooden board.

On that board, left and right were sea monster heads Linwin couldn't name, like snake-like sea monsters. Narrow on top, wide at the bottom, with two intersecting scimitars at the base. Near the scimitars were various papers pasted on, with small portraits of people and numbers underneath.

The narrow top wasn't covered in paper but nailed with a row of wooden boards. On the top board was written Plank's name, with a bounty amount of—11431 behind.

And below that was someone called Blackbeard, and further down, the second-to-last sign had Miss Fortune's name on it.

But the total bounty on those bottom boards didn't match Plank's individual bounty.

This situation was related to one of Plank's habits; he regularly added a silver serpent to the bounty board himself to openly challenge the entire island and demonstrate his rule over Bilgewater.

The bounty board—this was the closest thing Bilgewater had to law and order.

"So you have been to Bilgewater." The bartender squinted his eyes, then smiled and continued, "Then I don't understand, since you've been to Bilgewater, you should know that here, every night, some unlucky souls die, and rich folks like you are their prime targets."

"The rats in Bloodharbor, those ignorant gangs, for merchants like you, they are more dangerous than us." The bartender poured a glass of wine, the bright red liquid resembling blood. He pushed the glass aside and continued in a solemn tone, "We might still do business with you because we know the importance of merchants in Bilgewater. But those small gangs don't care about that; they only care about immediate gains."

It sounded like a threat to Linwin, yet also like a stern warning. The bartender's tone turned icy, "There are scoundrels everywhere here with heads not attached to their shoulders."

Listening to the bartender's words, Linwin rubbed his ear, then handed back the cleaned glass, asking, "So where is your captain now?"

"You're looking for her?"

"I see you know someone here or perhaps you have the ability to fend off those little rats who have their eyes on you?"

Linwin suddenly felt the bartender's words were a bit much.

But the bartender did mean well. The old Zaun and Bilgewater weren't much different, and there were plenty of guys like this bartender in the alleys of old Zaun.

Kind-hearted guys, but their mouths could be unpleasant.

"We don't know where the captain is, not even the vice-captain knows."

"Perhaps she's sailing a small boat on the sea chasing her target, or maybe she's just chatting with Blackbeard, or maybe she's hiding somewhere in the tavern."

The bartender poured another glass of wine for Linwin and whispered, "Captain Sarah is everywhere."

Linwin rolled his eyes inwardly at that.

Captain Sarah is everywhere.

Linwin had heard another version of that.....

Honestly, Sarah Fortune was indeed a formidable woman. She track down Plank out of hatred and, with her wit and means, carved out a place in Bilgewater, even driving Plank away in the end to become the new king of Bilgewater.

But... Sarah was just an ordinary person, no matter how tumultuous her experiences. In this world where magic and technology coexist, Sarah's ability didn't quite measure up.

Not to mention Sarah's guns were damaged because they were made by her mother, and Sarah couldn't bear to replace them, so she had to repair them herself. However, her mother's craftsmanship was superb, and Sarah's understanding of firearms couldn't compare to her mother's.

The result was that Sarah's guns jammed even when firing.

Saying she had a place in the bottom of champions is completely accurate.

"Do you know Bilgewater well?"

"Pretty much, why? Are you looking to buy information from me?" The bartender smiled.

"My friend told me to go into any tavern, then say his name, and you guys would take me to him." Linwin finished the drink in his glass; he didn't quite like the taste of this one; it was a bit harsh. He preferred fruit wine.

"Interesting, after Plank left, how come I didn't know there was still such a character in Bilgewater?" The bartender maintained his smile.

Reaching out, the bartender wanted to take the empty glass from Linwin, but this time, Linwin covered the glass with his hand and shook his head at him.

The bartender paused, leaning back, calmly looking at Linwin, "Speak, who are you looking for?"

"Graves, I'm looking for Graves and Twisted."

Linwin scratched his teeth.

Five phone calls, none answered. It's really about finding him the hard way, huh?

Hextech phone is not answered, then what's it for?

The bartender instantly froze, and the next moment, anger appeared on his face.

"Do you know, stranger, you are the thirty-seventh person this month to come to the Rose Tavern looking for Blackbeard?"

"Huh?" Linwin sat on a wooden stool, looking up at the bartender, who was pressuring him from above.

"Interesting, you say you're looking for someone? And that someone is Blackbeard?" Beside them, a man who had listened to Linwin and the bartender's conversation all along, showed a sarcastic smile. His forehead was tied with a blood-red bandage, and his face bore a skull tattoo, looking fierce.

"I think Blackbeard doesn't know someone like you."

"Why not hand him over to us, Hus, we can help you deal with him, and I understand the gold on him."

Raven drank his wine, watching the commotion at the bar, his brows furrowing.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the wind chimes ring. Then, Raven saw several young men dressed in blue and white walking into the Rose Tavern, chatting and laughing.

He paused for a moment, then quickly got up.

They are from the twin cities.

They are Graves' people.

"Bronnie, what wind blew you guys here?"

Raven immediately greeted them with a smile.

Looking at the weapons on their backs and the protective shields hanging around their necks, Raven swallowed hard.

The captain had traded with Graves before, but in the end, she only got a energy shield. Even so, the captain was ecstatic at the time.

And this group of people from Piltover, each one had powerful weapons and magical shields.

"Mr. Raven, my colleagues and I just finished work and thought of coming here for a few drinks."

Bronnie, the enforcer, was a young lad. The badge engraved on his blue and white uniform was an alchemy bottle.

He was a lad from Zaun, and only Zaunites were willing to deal with people like Raven.

Long ago, Zaun and Bilgewater had decent connections.

"Welcome, come this way."

Raven immediately led Bronnie and the three enforcers to a relatively nice spot.

"Three serpent coins worth of drinks only, we can't drink too much." Bronnie took out three silver coins with sea serpent engravings and placed them in front of Raven.

"No, no need, with our relationship? Just some drinks, I'll treat you." Raven said immediately.

"You can't." Bronnie shook his head, reached out to pat Raven's shoulder, and said, "Raven, our relationship is indeed good, but don't always try to make me break the rules."

"Mr. Raven, we enforcers have written rules; if you buy something, you pay for it. That's breaking our rules." Beside Bronnie, a slightly shorter man said.

"That's right, if Captain Jack finds out, we'll be fined." Another enforcer from Zaun added with a smile.

"No wonder you never drink when I invite you." Raven rubbed his head, the golden earring on his earlobe shimmering.

"It's my fault. Okay, have a seat."

Dispelling the surrounding area, Raven began to entertain the people in front of him.

The Bilgewater folks who were dispersed quietly walked away. They recognized the beautiful blue and white clothes and the blue long guns.

These people were the ones who drove out Plank, Blackbeard Graves' people.

"Raven, why's it so noisy over there?"

Before the bartender could serve the drinks, Bronnie noticed the commotion at the bar and asked Raven curiously.

"Some foolish merchant from who knows where flashed his wealth and is now a juicy piece of meat in the eyes of many." Raven sneered.

"Flashing wealth in a tavern." Bronnie smirked. "That's pretty foolish."

Raven continued, "He said he's looking for Blackbeard."

"How many times have you seen someone claiming to look for Graves?" Bronnie's relationship with Raven was decent, and he also knew a bit about the Rose Tavern, so he asked with a smile.

"Around thirty....."

Just as Raven was about to say the number, one of Bronnie's enforcer colleagues secretly tapped Bronnie.

"Wait... that man, does his profile look familiar to you?"

"Familiar?" Bronnie was puzzled, stood up and looked where his colleague pointed, furrowing his brows.

"Familiar?"

"Not really." Turning around, Bronnie said.

"Are you stupid? Doesn't his profile look like Sir Linwin?"

"!"

After being reminded by his colleague, Bronnie instantly woke up.

"When you put it that way, my goodness! It's not just similar, it is him!"

The other two enforcers who were still watching were also shocked. The next moment, the four of them stood up and walked over there while straightening their clothes.

A bit annoyed by the attention, Linwin stood up, looked at the bartender who was kind but sharp-tongued, and said loudly, "I know you mean well, but I'll say it again, I'm here to see Graves, I don't want to hurt you. You're a good person, so bring Graves over now, and you'll see how it goes."

"Sir Linwin!"

At that moment, the four enforcers squeezed into the crowd.

The Bilgewater pirates who had surrounded Linwin saw these gun-toting enforcers, some showed hateful glares, some showed fearful ones.

But they all chose to step back far away.

These blue and white enforcers had killed quite a few people in Bilgewater.

But at this moment, the killers in the eyes of these Bilgewater people bowed respectfully and fearfully towards the front, their eyes showing fervent admiration.

"I'm Enforcer 0341, Bronnie!"

"Enforcer 0372, Jedon Kama!"

"Enforcer 0411....."

From afar, watching the strong warriors under Graves' command bowing fearfully and respectfully to that "foolish merchant", Raven's face was full of astonishment.

What's going on here?