"Star Admiral"
Good, no delay... Klein nodded slightly and said: "Okay."
As soon as he spoke, the light inside the crystal ball suddenly retracted, and the figure in the black classical robe grew darker and more blurry, quickly disappearing.
Holding the now-ordinary crystal ball, Klein turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
He glanced at the boss leaning against the wall, drinking noisily, then casually tossed the crystal ball to him.
As the boss fumbled to catch it, Klein unhurriedly walked down the stairs and left the warehouse.
After leaving "The Mad Whale Dance," he took out a gold pocket watch, clicked it open, and checked the time.
It was almost noon, and most bars were open... Klein hailed a carriage and told the driver in Feysac language that he wanted to go to "Lodar" Bar—which meant "Dawn" Bar in the local language—a place frequented by adventurers in the Gargas Islands.
For Klein, gathering different pieces of intelligence and information was quite significant; it might help him make the most accurate judgment at some critical moment and thus avoid a fatal misfortune. Therefore, even though he didn't particularly like bars, he had to visit them often, ordering a glass of malty beer and quietly sitting in a corner of the counter, listening to the interesting and important events happening at sea.
Additionally, he wanted to find out whether
After more than twenty minutes, the carriage stopped, and the "Lodar" Bar, with its huge signboard, appeared before Klein.
He habitually took out a two-Sole note and paid the driver.
It was only when he saw the driver's somewhat rugged face that he suddenly remembered something: This was abroad, a Feysac colony with its own currency!
The smallest unit was the Kopeck, then the Feysilver, and then the Gold Horn, all in a very user-friendly decimal system that made conversion easy.
He had forgotten to exchange money at the bank... he had used up his previous coins at the hotel and restaurant... Klein was about to look around for a bank when the driver happily took the two one-Sole notes, examined them several times, and his rough-skinned face beamed with joy: "Thank you, thank you for your generosity!"
Was the Gold Pound, Sole, and Pence also hard currency here? Well, the Gargas Islands were not too far from Toscart and Olavi, and many goods were sold to these two places. Moreover, many Loen adventurers liked to come to the "White Whale Sea," so it was indeed normal for Loen currency to circulate informally... Hah, Loen's industrial and economic strength was greater than the
Suddenly, he remembered that one Gold Pound could be exchanged for 5.5 Gold Horns.
That meant 2 Soles were worth 5.5 Feysilver.
In the "White City," the cost of a carriage for one hour was 4 Feysilver, with less than an hour charged as a full hour.
No wonder the driver was so happy! Klein turned to look back, but the carriage had already disappeared.
Sigh... He breathed out softly, pressed his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered the "Lodar" Bar.
In this world, bars near docks or factory districts often served lunch and dinner, so they opened around 11 o'clock. By now, many adventurers with nothing to do had gathered at the counter, ordering spirits, smoked fish, and oily soups, eating heartily with bread.
Drinking "Lilanky" and "Nibos" at noon? Were they planning to be drunk all day? This Feysac custom was really hard to accept... Klein muttered to himself and walked to the counter, expressionless, sat in a corner, and tapped the wooden surface: "Two slices of toast with red sausage, a portion of smoked whale meat, a bowl of thick vegetable soup, and a glass of Glas beer."
Glas beer was popular on the east coast of Feysac and not uncommon in places like
"New around here?" The bartender looked up at Klein. "That'll be 4 Feysilver 6 Kopecks."
Klein ignored the question and simply tossed over a two-Sole note.
That was worth 5 Feysilver 5 Kopecks.
Remembering that he was now Gehrman Sparrow, Klein resisted the urge to ask for change and treated it as a tip.
Of course, in a
Having received a tip, the bartender didn't ask further, quickly poured a glass of Glas beer, and slid it to Klein.
This beer was dark, with a thick foam, a malty aroma, and a rich yet slightly stimulating taste that made Klein feel it was high in alcohol, suspecting that spirits had been added.
While waiting for his food, he sipped the beer quietly and listened to the adventurers talking around him.