The turn of events was truly surreal.
A group of Northlander pirates had fallen in love with Porcupine Wine. So much so that not only did they stop their plundering, but they now wanted to protect Claude's caravan.
Claude's misfortune had turned into a blessing. With a group of local bodyguards, his trade route to the Northern Territory would be much safer in the future.
Leech said, "You're quite lucky."
To go from a prisoner to the belle of the ball, Claude's experience was certainly fantastical.
Claude's smile vanished. He clutched his stomach and looked at Leech with a pained expression. "If I can't get your Porcupine Wine, they'll definitely kill me. For the sake of my worthless life, you must sell me enough Porcupine Wine."
'So that's what he was waiting for.' Leech found his gaze a little unbearable and felt uncomfortable.
"Otherwise, I'll never dare set foot in the Northern Territory again."
