Chapter 1301: Who Dares To Summon Me?

-The Capital City, Arcadina-

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~Drizzle. Drizzle. Drizzle. Drizzle.

The faint taps of rain fell onto the shoulders of a sturdy youngster on black.

These were the late weeks before the summer finally ended. 

Thus, Fall was still a few weeks away from emerging.

Yet, in this early September, the rains had come ever so gently as though to give a warning of what was yet to come.

The deck creaked and shifted beneath the youngster’s feet. And the sounds of night sea birds quickly fluttered away from the creaky docks. 

He had to admit. The smell was still bad. 

Salty water, rotted fish, horse shit, tar/ship sealant, poultry and all sorts of smells were mixed to produce a unique that constantly bombarded his nostrils without mercy. 

The youngster frowned in displeasure: “Brodie… Haven’t the policies been enforced yet?”

“Your majesty, it was done a few months ago. But some people are still stubborn about it, secretly dumping all sorts of waste and feces in the waters and grounds around the docks.” Brodie stated. He was one of William’s secretaries who used to be one of his father’s most trusted aides.

The foul stench came from all the rotting items thrown around the place.

And even though rules were made, many just found it more convenient to throw their trash in the ocean or around the Sandy rock shores. 

And a majority of times, the rule-breakers seemed to be those coming from their continents, be it in secret or publicly. These people take Arcadina and the rest of Pyno as a large dumping ground. And even when they arrived to auction out their many extraordinary ‘potions’ and items from Morgany or other regions, they seemed to do as they wanted.

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Typically some people could prepare to sleep on their ships if it was very comfortable. The matter of pooping out on the deck floors was a norm. By morning, the people assigned to clean the decks would have to row the faces away. But they weren’t paid to be Toilet cleaners. So some things had to change. 

Of course, they were those who still pood by handing their butts at the sides of the ships. And if it stained their vessels before falling into the water, you best believe the stench would carry on.

But the most annoying thing was that they would throw their dirty ‘toilet-sponges’ into the waters after wearing out their use. 

And the doing would naturally float, just causing the entire place to look like a floating trash facility.

People shared their toilet sponges, all willing the same ass with them. And now, imagine how they used to live before, William and many people in Pyno couldn’t help shivering from disgust. 

Lying trough. How was it possible that they used to use twigs, grass, sponges and those hard clothes to wipe their asses? More still, how was it possible that they also shared these items amongst one another in the same house? 

Eww… Gross!

After using the soft and delicate Toilet papers from Baymard, they felt that if they went back to the previous ways, their butts would itch and scar from using such crude cleaning methods.

Oh my God! How come they used to share these things? So unhygienic!… Especially in these virus times. 

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Over the years, the more they knew, the more they understood that hygiene and poorer care were why many illnesses popped up from stagnant waters filled with rotting disease items to various situations around the place; how could they not get ill?

The animals, rodents and even the waters around them carried deadly diseases.

And now, seeing the many toilet sponges and dirty items floating about the water, it was clear enough to see that the majority of the polluters were foreigners. 

And by 5 A.M, the dockworkers would have to take their boats and canoes out and pick up every floating item, as well as clean up the dock floors and sandy shores too… All because some people had no manners or respect for the rules literally pasted on the massive boards across the decks. 

William sneered.

Heh. It looked like he would have to increase Fine for any foreigners caught going against the rules.

Maybe they still did this because they felt that the current fine was chicken change. Then in that case, why not increase it by 200% for foreigners? 

Hmhm.

Call him a bully all you want. But if he didn’t do it exaggeratedly, they would really feel like they could just insult him and throw chicken feed to his face anytime. 

As for the other Pyno citizens, they had their own fine different from that of Arcadinians. But in the end, there was a general rule stating that after one gets caught for the 2nd time, their home would increase too.

And if anyone within the merchant association, there were additional rights that would also be taken away from them as well. 

It’s because of this that many didn’t disobey. Additionally, they had been ‘civilized’ over the years, throwing their garbage in the many garbage bins all across the ports. 

Only the foreigners didn’t seem to care.

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Past midnight. 

~Din. Din. Din. Din. Din.~

William and his elite team moved amidst the light drizzling rain.

And just up ahead were several massive foreign ships all lined up majestically. 

Brodie and everyone else’s eyes glowed with displeasure.

Bastards!

How dare they summon his majesty as if he were nothing?

Many wanted to draw their blades out and slash these pieces of sh**t, sinking their boats to the very bottom of the sea.

Damn them! Damn them for looking down on Pyno and his majesty!

They understood why his majesty had decided to come out. But they still felt aggrieved on the matter.

William looked at the enormous galleys slightly bigger than his royal ships, only feeling that he needed to improve Arcadina fast!

As for these Morgs who called him out, it was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. So why not follow his cousin’s (Landon’s) famous way of acting like a pig to eat a hangol?

William licked his lips playfully 

Interesting…

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