Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 405

[Chapter 404: Witchcraft (please vote for me!)]

Gladstone.

Coming out of the dock area, you can see a track built leading directly to the huge walled city not far away.

“It feels like… there’s a lot of military pressure on the colonies here.”

Aaron raised his hand to block the fierce sunlight.

After seeing the scene on the street clearly, a sense of the alternation of old and new times came over me.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed gentleman in a tuxedo and a bowler hat, a lady in a skirt…

brown skin, wearing a headdress made of strong colored feathers, local aborigines with very little fabric on their bodies…

skinned dark, with white paint on their face. Colors, black slaves with all kinds of strange patterns on their bodies…

There are also mulatto guards with darker facial features and fusion features, wearing red uniforms and white trousers…

Ignorant old wizards are selling various magical potions on the streets.

Railways criss-crossed the area, steam engines emitted billowing white smoke, and they kept pulling goods from the docks.

Backwardness and ignorance, mystery and science, barbarism and capital… were organically blended together, making Aaron feel in a daze that he had arrived at a concession in the old world.

He glanced at the skinny old wizard and began to think secretly:

‘Southern Indonesia has a unique mysterious heritage, using feathers, gems, and bones as materials to perform witchcraft with strange effects… Their beliefs are also very confusing. All kinds of natural spirits, totems, evil gods…all kinds of things. ‘

‘The main language here is Voodoo, which is spoken by at least the local extraordinary people and high-ranking indigenous people. As for the dialects of each country, there are at least hundreds of them. It would be a waste of time to learn them one by one. “

Walking on the streets that were not clean and tidy, Aaron’s superior attire attracted many awe-inspiring looks.

Moreover, he did see some bold indigenous girls looking at him curiously, but they were definitely not flirting or flirting.

It’s just that there is very little fabric on their bodies, which can easily lead to misunderstandings or… crimes!

“It seems that the first thing I have to do is to find a place to settle down.”

“If you want to do this, you must first find a well-informed place.”

Aaron thought for a while and found a bar on the street. Went in.

This bar has a thatched roof, and the door is a short door like a Western cowboy, so you can see the inside from the door.

It was daytime and there were not many people in the bar.

As soon as Aaron entered, he attracted a lot of attention, but he didn’t care and went directly to the bar.

Behind the bar is an energetic white male bartender who looks to be in his fifties or sixties. His face has weathered vicissitudes, and every wrinkle and scar seems to embody the wisdom of life.

He glanced at Aaron up and down: “A big ship docked at the dock area today, is it new?”

Aaron sat down on a high stool at the bar and nodded in affirmation: “Bring me a drink.”

“Hehe… …Newcomer, I’ll buy you the first glass of old Martin. This is the local specialty Wagsch!”

Old Martin quickly made a glass of sparkling wine for Aaron. There were colorful fruit pulp and ice cubes in the transparent glass. Looks quite rich.

“Thanks.”

Aaron took a sip, feeling sour and sweet, very refreshing, especially as it seemed to sweep away the heat of the sun outside.

He put down the wine glass and threw a silver shilling over: “Tell me what you need to pay attention to here?”

Old Martin picked up the silver shilling and whistled: “Guest, you are not one of those desperate exiles or adventurous people. “Moreover, there is no need to do such dangerous things. As long as we are within the radiation area of the castle, we are superior to others! Even the lowest-ranking serfs and criminals in the country are higher than those natives here.”

He smiled maliciously. He smiled, showing his yellow and black teeth: “You can do anything to the natives, remember, anything! No matter what happens, the colonial governor and the army will always be on our side, we are our own “It sounds like a paradise for adventurers.

“

Aaron said noncommittally: “What about outside? I heard that there are many people who are getting rich in the country.”

“Haha… Of course there are those who are. You can transport things deep into the continent and find tribes hidden in the tropical rainforest. They lack everything! A box of matches can be exchanged for a piece of nugget gold! But… there are also many cannibals, beasts, plagues, monsters, Curses, ruins… Behind every successful gold digger, there are countless bones buried,” Old Martin explained with a sigh.

“I’m not afraid of this. I have a gun and some pretty good abilities…” Aaron deliberately showed a confident look.

“Oh? It seems… you are a mysterious person?” Old Martin wiped the wine glass without any surprise. Obviously, there is no big deal for the Extraordinary here.

“Very good… It seems that this is indeed a good place to study mysticism.” Aaron nodded, seeming very satisfied: “Do you know if there is any mystical science market nearby? I can bid to buy this information!”

“No need. , you go to Lucy Street, where many shops are related to mysteries… and on certain festivals, the indigenous ‘wizards’ will also hold fixed gatherings outside the city walls… However, be careful of them, their’ Witchcraft is more mysterious and dangerous!” Old Martin warned.

“Oh? What can those wizards do?” Aaron became interested and asked casually.

“They can use herbs and insects to concoct various secret medicines with strange effects… and even feed warriors who are not afraid of pain and have infinite strength…”

“They can enslave souls and cast curses…”

“They can resurrect the dead. , turning into mindless ‘resurrected corpses’…”

“They can even communicate with evil totems and natural spirits, and perform a wide range of destructive witchcraft…”

Old Martin warned earnestly: “Don’t think that among the indigenous people, There are no strong people, otherwise they would not be able to stop us for so long just by geography. “

‘Chi’ and ‘Ming’…”

Aaron’s heart moved: “Maybe there is a ‘secret’… after all…according to Motu La.” According to the intelligence, Si Sui focused his layout on South Indonesia. ‘

“Besides, I also need a temporary residence that is safe, clean, and quiet… I like an environment where I won’t be disturbed.”

Aaron flipped his fingertips, and a hint of gold pound gleam flowed.

Old Martin’s throat rolled, and his eyes went straight: “The Moonlight Hotel will definitely meet your needs, I will ask someone to take you there!”

He whistled, and immediately from the door came a man with bare feet and brown skin. The boy with a strip of cloth hanging around his waist ran in.

“Arnie… I usually call him Arnie!” Old Martin explained to Aaron, and then turned around: “Take this guest to the Moonlight Hotel! This copper penny is yours!”

The second update will be later

( End of this chapter)