Chapter Eleven: Trouble Again

  Over the next few days, Raymond had Dreya transport a batch of valuable goods that were stockpiled in Haidnton to Mana Island in Reed and purchase some necessities for the town.

  According to the navigation chart, if everything goes smoothly, it will take about a week for a round trip.

  When they set off, Raymond and Charlotte went to the dock in person to see off the Cangyun. Although it was just a very ordinary business activity, on the one hand, it was the first time that Haidington had done business with the outside world in nearly a year, and on the other hand, it concerned whether they could establish trade relations with Reed, so it was highly valued.

  Apart from Raymond and his team, many residents of Haiton also came spontaneously. As they watched the goods that had been piled up for several months being loaded into the ship's hold, a glimmer of hope flashed in everyone's eyes.

  However, on that day, Raymond's favoritism towards his subordinates also showed its aftereffects. Although successfully concluding the deal earned him a lot of points in the hearts of the residents of Haidington, there were still many people who saw dissatisfaction in his expression, and it was clear that in their eyes, this outsider Raymond, although very capable, was not very good morally.

  Although Raymond didn't mind, Charlotte still felt a bit uncomfortable. She apologized and said, "Sorry, the boss of 'Rainbow Flying Fish' is quite popular, so what happened that day spread quickly, I believe everyone will forget about it after some time."

  "Hmph, I hope they have such good memories for the things they've received help with too." Freddy sneered, anyway, whether or not he was in the wrong, he never spared anyone with his words.

  At these biting words, Lambert and the others changed color. A spark of anger flashed in Devereux's eyes; he was about to speak when Charlotte checked him with a gesture.

  "What happened last time is over and I don't want to keep bringing it up." Charlotte gazed at Raymond, saying slowly: "I just hope the same thing won't happen again."

  "Of course." Raymond scratched his head: "I've said it before, if those guys dare to cause trouble again, I absolutely won't let them off easy."

  "I'm relieved then. Sorry, I still have some things to take care of, so I'll take my leave first." Charlotte bowed to Raymond and turned to leave.

  Watching her leave, Bastar hummed and made a ghostly face: "Hmph, be careful."

  "Master, let me give those guys some necessary training. At least before fighting the bandits, I want to teach them basic discipline." Rutz requested once again.

  "It's nothing, it's not time yet." Raymond still refused.

  "By the way, about those bandits outside, when are you planning on taking action?" Ricket asked.

  "Once Dreya gets back, it'll be just about perfect."

  "What's the reason?" Rickett asked.

  "Because I'm waiting for him to bring back some necessary things. And also, I'll use the news of his return to gather those bandits together, so we can take action." Raymond sneered with a smile.

  "Alright, now everyone can do what they need to do. These are probably the only leisurely days we'll have," Raymond said, stretching his waist deeply and turning to leave.

  As they watched Raymond's receding back, several people couldn't help but shake their heads. Heaven forbid, hopefully his strange decisions wouldn't lead to any more trouble.

  Leaving the dock, Charlotte headed towards the city hall. All the way, her mind was preoccupied with what had just happened at the dock.

  Now she can't see through Raymond anymore, he's very clever in persuading Lambert and others, as well as inspiring the residents with the Cangyun. However, by covering up for his subordinates that day, he seemed to be short-sighted, it's hard to imagine that this is a decision made by the same person.

  His arrival will bring what to Haidington?

  Just as she was thinking this, something suddenly flashed before her eyes. Charlotte hastily stopped in her tracks. She raised her head and a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face: "It's you!?"

  Suddenly blocking her way was Harlotte.

  It's clear that this guy has made an effort to dress up today, not only wearing a clean set of clothes but also combing his proud mustache neatly, paired with a decent appearance, the whole person standing there really has some presence.

  "I don't know what this guy is up to," Charlotte said warily, "What are you trying to do?"

  "Oh, don't be afraid, Miss Charlotte." Harlot said hastily: "I just wanted to apologize for what happened that day."

  "...you've hurt the tavern owner and his customers. If you want to apologize, go find them." Charlotte said, trying to walk around him.

  Harold hastily retreated a step, still blocking her way: "Uh... I mean, I'm here to apologize on behalf of Lord Raymond. The other day, he actually covered up our crimes, which was really not right."

  Seeing him unhesitatingly pin the crime on Raymond, Charlotte was somewhat surprised: "Was it he who brought you here?"

  "How is it possible? Being self-aware has always been one of my strengths."

  "...then you can call him yourself." Charlotte really didn't want to get entangled with this strange guy.

  "Halt!" Harlot was getting anxious, a stern shout, involuntarily using the skills he had honed as a bandit.

  He took a step back, his hands spread wide, blocking Charlotte's path. The movement was as smooth as flowing clouds, extremely familiar, showing that he had practiced it countless times before.

  "What on earth do you want to do?" Charlotte's eyes flashed with a hint of shock.

  "To be honest... I've been holding it in for a long time."

  Harold was panting heavily, his eyes were also slightly red, with an overly excited expression.

  Charlotte: ……

  "Let's get straight to the point, I'm here specifically to block you. Now that no one is around, I want you..." Harlotte rubbed her hands together, step by step closing in.

  "What do you want from me?" Charlotte's eyes flashed.

  Before Harlot could respond, Charlotte viciously stepped on his toes and then took advantage of his momentary cry to deliver a powerful kick right between his legs, her movements as smooth as ever.

  "Ahh~~!"

  Before he could react, Harold's low, husky breathing suddenly turned into a high-pitched, off-key wail. He hadn't expected the woman to counterattack so fiercely. The poor bandit leader clutched his groin with both hands, his face twisted in agony as he slowly fell to his knees.

  "I just want...to..."

  "I really misjudged you people. But let me advise you, our Haitington may be small, but don't think you can do whatever you want here."

  Leaving these words behind, Charlotte walked past Harlotte who was crying and left with big strides.

  "I just wanted to ask you out for a meal..." Haru muttered in a mosquito-like voice.

  At this moment, several robbers happened to be walking from the opposite direction. They looked at Charlotte with a mixture of surprise and curiosity as she stormed past them, then saw Harlot kneeling on the ground and were shocked, rushing over to him.

  "Big brother, big brother what's wrong with you?"

  The robbers hastily lifted Harriet up.

  "Was it that woman who did it?" A bandit rolled up his sleeves in anger and said: "I'll go catch her right now."

  "Wait... just wait a minute." Harlot was unwilling to lose face in front of his subordinates, so he hastily stopped him and said: "I just accidentally fell down."

  "Really?" Several bandits cast suspicious glances at his hands still covering his lower body.

  "Spare me the nonsense, do you think I'm incapable of handling even one woman?" Harlot sneered.

  "...he still winced with a twitching mouth corner, the several robbers looked at each other and all knew to shut up."

  "By the way, what are you doing here?" Harlotte asked curiously.

  "The weather is nice today, brothers are going out to have some fun." A strongman said: "Right, boss, do you want to come with us?"

  "Where are you going?"

  "It's still that tavern from last time." A bandit said, "Yesterday some brothers told us that when they went there, the boss actually refused to do business with them. So today we're going to go teach that guy a lesson."

  "Wait, are you looking for trouble again?" Harlot exclaimed in surprise.

  One of the robbers chuckled: "Who says? We just want to go have a drink. But if the boss doesn't treat us, then that's a different story."

  "Hey, have you guys gone crazy? Have you forgotten what Lord Raymond said?" Harlot exclaimed hastily.

  But then they heard these words, those few robbers looked at Harlot like a fool: "Haha, boss, you won't really take that warning seriously, will you?"

  "Don't worry about it, he's just doing that for show, to appease those people."

  "We're not murderers or arsonists, how could he offend his brothers for such a small thing. Actually, that kid is quite good."

  For a moment, several robbers spoke in unison.

  But Harlot didn't think so, until now, he still clearly remembered how he reacted when he heard Raymond's words at that time, the kid was absolutely not joking.

  "Hey, don't say I didn't warn you. This is different from last time, you'd better behave yourselves." Harlot said sternly to himself.

  It's rare to see him with this expression, and the robbers were taken aback for a moment. However, Harlot's usual timid appearance had already been deeply ingrained in their minds, so even if he said that, those robbers weren't afraid.

  They instead laughed and said: "Boss, I think you're really scared out of your wits."

  "Alright, alright, it seems the boss has decided to become a good citizen. Forget it, brothers, let's just go ourselves." And so they ignored Harlot and left with a swagger.

  Being ridiculed by his subordinates was really a humiliating thing. So, watching those few people leave, Harlot couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Hmph, could it be that I'm really overthinking?"

  However, after hesitating for half a day, he still didn't dare to break the rules: "Forget it, that kid is too cunning, I'd better not touch this sensitive topic."

  Thinking of this, his mouth twitched and he couldn't help but rub his still sore crotch again.

  "It's strange, what went wrong? Why was I kicked out before I could even finish speaking?" he muttered to himself with a puzzled expression.

  "Hmph... But if you think I'll give up, then you're greatly mistaken."

  Harold, who was thought to have been crushed and lost his will, lifted his head with a fierce determination burning in his eyes.

  "Sooner or later, I'll make you surrender and fall into my arms, hahaha... No, not good, laughed too hard... Cough cough cough!!"

  It was several hours later when Raymond received news of another disturbance from his subordinates.

  Those few robbers ultimately did not change their evil ways, perhaps they were not really intentionally causing trouble, but after being warned by Harlot, they had a bit of a defiant thought.

  In order to prove that they were fearless and pure, they deliberately made trouble with wine and this time it was even more severe, and even used weapons to hurt people.

  Raymond rushed to the scene, Charlotte and others had already arrived. Lambert and others all looked displeased, but she seemed very calm, unable to see her emotions.

  As soon as Raymond appeared, the onlookers immediately erupted into a buzz of discussion, but if one listened carefully, they would find that most of it wasn't anything good, showing just how deep an impact that last incident had.

  "I've already offered a substantial compensation, sir." Ricket, who had arrived first to handle the situation, walked over and said in a low voice, "But Miss Charlotte insists on waiting until she sees how you handle this before discussing it further."

  Raymond nodded in understanding and then walked up to the several robbers who had committed the crime.

  "Sir, this time we really know we were wrong, please forgive us again." A robber said with a face full of apology.

  "Yes, we are willing to accept any punishment." Several others also hastened to say.

  Compared to the last time they saw Raymond, they were much calmer this time and even knew to apologize proactively. Perhaps in their opinion, apart from injuring one person, this incident was not much different from the previous one, and at most they would just get punished and then let it pass.

  "Who hurt you?" Raymond asked then.

  "It... is me." The first bandit who spoke said cautiously.

  Raimon grunted and didn't make any other expression, just calmly staring at him. The robber's heart felt hairy under Raimon's gaze, and a bad premonition gradually rose up.

  "Sir, what are you planning to..." He couldn't bear being stared at anymore and asked.

  Just then, Raymond suddenly asked: "By the way, have you had enough to drink?"

  As soon as he heard this, everyone around him was shocked. It was clear to everyone that Raymond was going to cover for them again, just like last time.

  The robbers were overjoyed and visibly relieved, all of them letting out a sigh of relief as if they had just shed a heavy burden.

  Fortunately, the bandit was not too stupid and hastily said: "Enough, I promise that from now on I will never drink again."

  At this time, Harlot heard the news and hurried over with several trusted subordinates, just in time to see this scene.

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