107 Julies home city (1/2)
”What's the name of the ship again?”
”It's the 'bloodhound' sir”
”The bloodhound huh… Who the fuck names a ship that?”
”I have no idea sir”
As he chatted with his assistant knocking sound out in the room as someone knocked on the door, the harbormaster gestured to his assistant to open the door, she walked over and opened the door, when the harbormaster saw who was behind the door he showed a slight frown, Mike registered that and asked bluntly
”What? Something on my face?”
The harbormaster waved his hand dismissively at Mike
”I don't negotiate with slaves, go get your master”
Mike narrowed his eyes as he spoke
”Rebecca, break his legs”
”Yes master”
Rebecca, clad in full armor stepped into the room and kicked off the ground making it carve in slightly as she appeared in front of the desk before she kicked it upwards splintering the hardwood desk totally making the pieces embed themselves into the ceiling before she punched down at the harbormaster's knee sending a loud crack sound out in the room
”AAAGGGRRRGGGHHH!!!”
”It's too early to cry out, you still have a leg---”
”AAAGGGRRRGGGHHH!!!”
”---left… Not anymore though, oh well”
Mike then walked over to the couch that was facing the harbormaster and brushed the wood stumps away before he sat down before he began speaking
”Now I am only on this shithole of a low mana density island because my soon to be wife wants to get married here so let me make this very clear to you, hey are you listening?”
The harbormaster was rolling on the floor in pain as he cried out, Mike gave a frown before he looked over at the assistant and asked
”And why aren't you writing anything down? The meeting has already started”
”B-But what about the harbormaster?”
Mike narrowed his eyes dangerously at the assistant as he repeated
”Write. It. Down.”
”Y-Yes!”
The assistant took out a blank piece of paper and a pencil before she looked at Mike
”First off, my name is Mike I am the master and owner of the bloodhound that will remain docked here for about a month, I don't need any protection against thieves nor do I want to pay something bothersome like a fee to dock or give up any of my cargo”
”B-But---”
”No buts, then I wish you a very good day… Oh, right dose the harbormaster named a successor?”
”Yes?”
”Oh, in that case”
”Make sure he learns to check the levels of the people he attempts to extort before he well… Extorts them, as not doing so can be fatal”
Mike ignored the pale assistant and stood up before he walked out of the harbormaster's office and back down to the street where he looked around before he felt Julie's location and walked in that direction followed by Rebecca in full armor when he found Julie her hand and most of her arm was covered in blood and on the floor in front of her lay a person with a gaping hole in their chest, Julie was currently licking the blood of her arm as she stood and waited
”Oh, hey Mike… How did it go with the harbormaster?”
Mike showed a smile
”It went well, his successor will not be as bold as he was… I assume this is the chief carriage maker in town?”