The Game of Global Mining-Chapter 297 - 264: So She’s a Descendant of Fallen Nobility
At this moment, the patrons in the tavern watched Chun, after drinking a glass of wine, slump drunkenly into his wheelchair, then get wheeled into the back of the bar by the barmaid and never come out again. After waiting for quite a while to see if anything more would happen, they all dispersed.
Only the Peeping Immortal, who had been surveilling Chun the entire time, was bouncing with frustration!
Back door! It’s the back door again!!
"All streets, docks, and city gates, monitor at full strength!"
...
At this time, Chun had gotten hold of another box of Fire Dragon Wine, when Vivian’s laughter came from behind him: "Go ahead! But if he’s working, don’t give him the wine."
In the next moment, Chun felt the scene around him ripple slightly, and then the surrounding white light gradually faded away. Chun found himself in a luxurious wooden house. The floor under his wheelchair was an array inlaid with various gemstones.
What is this? It seems like I’ve been teleported? Vivian is really advanced!
Just then, the array’s light flashed!
Aileen suddenly said: "Someone’s coming, I’m going into hibernation!"
—— System Prompt: Your Possessing Mirror Spirit has entered hibernation mode.
Uh?
The array light flashed, and a familiar silhouette appeared beside Chun.
Chun was astonished: "Lady Fafnir!"
Fafnir smiled: "It’s you! Do you know where this is?"
It was only then Chun heard the sound of busy hammering coming from outside the wooden house: "A ship?"
Fafnir said: "Yes, it’s my Black Iron Blade. It took quite some damage in the battle at Pirate Island last time and has been under repair at the shipyard!"
Chun was taken aback. It could actually take this long to repair? But upon further thought, it’s only been a few days. Considering this shipyard’s efficiency...
Fafnir asked again: "Were you teleported here by Vivian, and do you have a lot of questions?"
"Yes, please, Lady, enlighten me."
Fafnir mused: "You think Vivian is just someone who runs a tavern. Do you know what her true identity is?"
Red-bearded Switchboard Operator? Chun couldn’t say this.
"Similar to my Broken Bottle Commerce Association, just a small guild?"
Fafnir said: "Not quite a guild yet, she hasn’t developed a Commerce Order. Her true identity... is that her grandfather’s grandfather and my grandfather’s grandfather were cousins, that sort of relative connection, and she has some ties with the Black Flag Commerce Association. So she counts as a descendant of fallen nobility—though such descendants can rarely enter the noble circles again, and can only run small industries to support future generations. Basically, anyone running a shop in the city is either a descendant of fallen nobility, a hero of the pioneering era, or someone who couldn’t sustain their business and sold to newbies. No shop owner is that simple, which is why I gave you the ’Black Iron City Honorary Social Guide.’"
Holy Shit!! So she’s a relative! No wonder, so the whole city’s ancestors were dignitaries!
Chun exclaimed, astonished: "So it means Vivian’s ancestors fell into decline because of the Black Flag Commerce Association’s bankruptcy?"
Fafnir said: "That is part of the reason. So when the commerce association was established last time, you had two slots for leaders in the selection—one was Vivian, and the other was the Baron. Initially, I really wanted to support this distant cousin, but you chose the Baron. She was angry about that for days."
Uh...
Chun scratched his head nervously: "I was afraid the waters were too deep, and she wouldn’t be able to handle it."
Fafnir sighed: "Actually, her role is precisely to wade through deep waters. There are things that neither my father, the City Lord, nor I can do. Handing it to outsiders is unreliable, so someone like her, who’s a distant relative, is more suitable. But I also can’t expose my relationship with her, so she’s independently run but seemingly chaotic, making it hard to discern her background."
Chun hurriedly asked: "So she found Bapeng the Baron to deliberately create the appearance of chaos?"
Fafnir laughed: "Why can’t it just be a normal love affair?"
Holy Shit, no way! Grabbing assets and finding a scapegoat is something I can believe in.
Chun asked again: "Then does the Lady know she might have taken drugs?"
Fafnir said solemnly: "In her line of work, if she doesn’t use some drug or drink, it’s hard to blend into certain circles. Although she’s my distant relative, I can’t interfere with her personal life."
Chun was anxious: "What if something happens to her from overdoing it untended?"
Fafnir sighed: "If I manage it, why not just promote her to nobility? Then who would do the dirty work?"
Chun patted his chest: "Me! I am trustworthy!"
Well... actually I concealed the matter of Evil Spirit Island, this little thing doesn’t count as untrustworthiness, right?
Fafnir made a knowing sound, playfully eyeing Chun for a moment: "I also thought so, which is why I arranged for you to take the position at the Broken Bottle Gang."
At this, Fafnir said again: "Alright, let’s end our discussion here! I just came out of curiosity to take a look, and I’m heading back to a meeting soon. If you’re interested in this ship, I can appoint you as an Apprentice Second Mate, and you can walk around and take a look."
—— System Prompt: You have been appointed by Fafnir as the Apprentice Second Mate of the "Black Iron Blade" warship. Your Commanding Power +30.
—— Note: The Apprentice Second Mate does not have specific command authority but enjoys the same treatment as a Second Mate.
The next moment, under Fafnir’s feet, the Teleportation Array flashed, and she vanished.
Holy Shit, there were still so many questions left unasked!
Alright, her words did resolve the big issue of Vivian’s identity, seemingly complex yet straightforward, but this relative connection is really quite indigestible. Then there’s Fafnir’s identity as a cultural envoy of the Golden Empire?
Not thinking much, I’ll find the Old Drunkard, as this is Fafnir’s warship, surely he, as an old hand, must make a move, right?
Chun opened the cabin door, revealing the corridor outside. Several workers were busy hammering away.
The crowd looked at Chun in astonishment: "It’s you, kid!!"
