Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

The hustle and bustle of the streets gradually drowned out their conversation. The air in Hanhai City was filled with the salty smell of the sea breeze, and the sound of waves crashing against the shore could be heard in the distance.

Leosley's gaze swept over the shops on both sides of the street. Each shop had a colorful sign hanging in front of it. The fish stalls were crowded with people, and the stall owners were loudly hawking their fresh seafood. The sounds of customers bargaining rose and fell.

Siegwen's horns trembled slightly, and her ears perked up as she caught the sounds around her.

Although the vendor's voice was already behind her, she could still faintly hear his dissatisfied mutterings. She turned her head, her gaze sweeping over the bustling crowd on the street, her brows furrowing slightly.

The prosperity of Hanhai City was completely different from that of Fontainebleau, which she was familiar with. The people here were rough in manner, blunt in speech, and even somewhat aggressive.

Leosley continued walking silently ahead, attracting the attention of many around him. His steps were steady and composed, as if nothing around him could disturb him.

Higgin followed closely behind him, her tail swaying slightly.

“Duke, the people here are quite interesting,” Siegwen said.

“A transaction is based on mutual consent. There are people like that in Fontaine, but not many.” Leosley smiled.

Merchants in Fontainebleau are well-versed in the law and most of them know how to exploit loopholes in it.

It's fine if we don't get caught, but if we do...

This is why in small cities like Tiandou City, which is the capital of a country, even if merchants try to attract customers, they will still maintain a certain level of restraint, because the customers you are trying to attract may have extraordinary backgrounds.

The hustle and bustle of Hanhai City still echoed in my ears. People came and went on the streets, and the sounds of hawking and conversation mingled together, creating a unique atmosphere of everyday life.

Leosley and Siegfried walked side by side, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings; their presence stood out starkly in the bustling city.

The vendor watched the two figures disappear into the distance, muttering to himself, "Hmph, ungrateful bastards, thinking they're some big shot!"

Although his voice was low, it still carried a hint of resentment and disdain.

One of them patted the vendor on the shoulder and teased him with a smile, "Old Wang, you ran into a snag again today, didn't you? These two are obviously not ordinary people. Your usual sales pitch won't work on them."

The vendor curled his lip and replied irritably, "Tch, just a bunch of country bumpkins from the inland, what are they pretending to be so high and mighty for?"

"What bad luck, what a waste of my breath."

He complained as he walked back to his stall, rearranging the various seafood items on the wooden shelves. His movements were somewhat rough, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction on these innocent goods.

Meanwhile, Leosley and Siegfried continued walking, leaving the surrounding noise behind. The streets remained bustling with pedestrians, who occasionally cast curious glances their way, only to be quickly drawn away by other things.

Siegfried's tail swayed gently. She turned her head to look at Leosley and whispered, "Duke, where do we go next?"

Leosley's gaze remained fixed ahead, his tone calm: "Let's go to the dock first. If there are suitable ships, we'll set off immediately."

Siegfried nodded, saying nothing more. Leosley's steps remained steady, his black armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight. His gaze swept over the busy crew and merchants on the dock, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if it all had nothing to do with him.

Higewen followed behind him, the stone pavement beneath her feet making a slight rustling sound with each step.

The noise on the dock gradually became clearer. The crew shouted and directed the loading and unloading of goods, while the merchants ran back and forth between the ship's hold and the shore, holding account books and muttering numbers.

Leosley stood quietly at the edge of the dock, his gaze sweeping over the bustling ships and crowds. His black armor reflected a faint, cold light in the sunlight, seemingly isolating him from the surrounding clamor. Siegfried stood beside him, her tail swaying gently, her ears slightly perked up, keenly picking up the sounds around her.

A man who looked like a captain waved his arms and shouted, "Hurry up! Be careful moving those boxes over there, don't drop them! This shipment is very valuable!"

A porter, panting, carried a heavy wooden crate: "Understood, Captain! But this crate is really heavy, what's inside?"

The captain waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work! If you waste time, I'll dock your pay!"

Sweat streamed down the porter's face as he muttered under his breath, "It's like a death knell, really..."

He reluctantly quickened his pace, the wooden box on his shoulder swaying slightly with his movements.

Leosley stood quietly at the edge of the dock, watching the scene with indifferent eyes.

The captain had obviously noticed Leosley and Siegwen as well. At first, he didn't pay much attention to them, but after a closer look, he discovered something extraordinary.

Judging from his clothes, he seems to be from inland China, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.

The clothes, especially the black overcoat Leosley wore on his back, revealed a hint of surprise and wariness in his eyes.

It's clearly made of very expensive fabric.

Could those things on the collar be the fur of a soul beast?
"My lord, judging from your attire, you don't seem to be from my Hanhai City, do you?"

The captain put down his work and slowly approached Leosley, his gaze involuntarily falling on the black overcoat behind Leosley. The fabric was delicate and smooth, with a faint, dark sheen, as if it had blended into the depths of the night.

The soft, fluffy fur trim at the neckline, so dark that the pattern was almost invisible, shimmered with a silver sheen in the sunlight that inspired awe.

"What's wrong?" Leosley put on a smile, though it seemed somewhat forced.

The scar on his neck was the main feature, marring his originally handsome face and adding a touch of coldness. The scar seemed to silently tell a story of a hidden past, making people hesitant to approach him.

The captain paused for a moment, then broke into a wide smile, his tone somewhat ingratiating: "My lord, I apologize for my intrusion. Judging from your distinguished bearing, you must be a distinguished guest from the inland. Would you like a ship? My 'Sea Eagle' is the fastest ship in Hanhai City, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied with either cargo or personnel transport."

Leosley didn't respond immediately, his gaze sweeping lightly over the captain, a deep look that made the captain's heart skip a beat. Siegfried stood to the side, her brows furrowing slightly, clearly unaccustomed to this sudden enthusiasm.

Seeing Leosley remain silent, the captain quickly added, "If you are worried, sir, I can personally introduce the ship to you. The 'Sea Eagle' is equipped with the latest navigational equipment and has experienced crew members to ensure a smooth journey." (End of Chapter)