Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 89, The Pharaoh of the Rain, Move Out!

The high temperature that seems to dry the world and the blinding sun make up the daily life of Heliopolis.

creak.

Mosa gently pushed open the solid wooden door, which was as solid and cold as the legendary wooden wall that could divide the world.

The dark environment and mysterious atmosphere behind the door made him, who was used to the sun, frowned involuntarily.

This is a very common underground black market bar in the dark world. It is as common as the branch of the Navy in the four seas. It is unremarkable and ordinary.

Mosa was actually curious about why these most basic information exchange offices looked like bars, and they all seemed to be poorly run.

But this has nothing to do with the purpose of his trip, and he is too lazy to waste his precious brain cells for it.

"Krista."

Mosa recalled the girl again, not because of anything else, just because he learned about this method of finding the black market from this girl.

The navy will not teach how to connect with black market dealers, the navy is not that generous, and neither is the training camp!

At least--

Teaching above board is impossible!

If you accidentally learn it, it is your skill, and those who can't learn it will know it after a long time after graduation.

Mo Sa was very grateful for his shameless questioning and good eyesight during the days in the crystal merchant group, otherwise he might really be caught blind.

creak.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and it seemed that the connection of the wooden door hadn't been refueled for a long time, and the difficult sound produced by the friction of wood was quite harsh in the silent tavern.

The middle-aged tavern owner lying on the table in a daze, bored, looked up from the wine cabinet. That door was the main door for his big business customers, and ordinary customers would only come in through the side door.

I hope it's not some guy who strayed in and wasted the old man's expectations
The next moment, he saw a head of dazzling purple hair shining brightly under the sunlight behind the door. One could see that those human traffickers would risk their lives to snatch it, and he could sell a suffocating large to those nobles. The price boy walked in with a bright smile.

It seems that it was either a mess or an aristocrat who entered by mistake. I hope it is just a mistake. If it is a scam, then the traffickers are probably very rare for goods like you, the tavern owner secretly speculated.

Before the tavern owner could finish thinking with his rather dull head, he noticed that the boy had appeared in front of him. After gesturing a few common code words to indicate that he was here for business, the owner relaxed his mind.

Although these black market merchants have a bad reputation, they generally don't think about it or make any moves before the transaction is over.

The tavernkeeper smiled and handed the boy a glass of water.

The purple-haired boy also smiled, and didn't mean to touch the water. He leaned over and said softly, "I have a big deal."

The tavern owner's eyes lit up, it was the light named Bailey!
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half a month later.

Kingdom of Heliopolis, capital Memphis.

The design concept of Memphis and Albana, the capital of Alabasta, is very similar. It is also a high foundation. The ground level of the entire city is more than [-] meters higher than the outside desert.

The palace of the Kingdom of Heliopolis is nearly ten meters higher than the ground of Memphis outside.

In the eyes of the people of Heliopolis, the design of the royal capital represents that the status of the royal family is higher than that of people living in Memphis, and the status of people living in Memphis is higher than that of other parts of the Kingdom of Heliopolis. A strong sense of class is everywhere in the Kingdom of Heliopolis.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a luxurious double-layer cake placed on the black ground, which is enough to arouse the yearning, desire and covetousness of the entire Heliopolis!

And there are two most dazzling places on the cake.

One of them is naturally the tallest building that can be seen at a glance, inside which is the supreme throne that is said to be located in the absolute center of the kingdom and represents the pinnacle of power in Heliopolis - the Hall of Political Affairs!
The second is a beautiful small garden, where rare and precious flower species from all over the world emerge in endlessly.

In the word of mouth of the people of Heliopolis, they say that this garden was built by a famous master who was invited by a king to the sea many years ago, and it remains the most beautiful all year round. The magical garden with its blooming scenery is also the favorite place for the royal family to stay, and even several kings moved their usual office locations here.

At this moment, a burst of chaotic and hurried footsteps broke the quiet atmosphere in the small garden of the palace.
"Bang!" The sound of knees hitting the ground straight up sounded.

"Your Majesty the King! Discovered an Osiris-level super-sized tornado, and the target is the city of Hull!"

The man who broke into the small garden knelt on the ground, lowered his head firmly, and reported loudly.

"Hull City? Are you heading towards the king's army?" Standing casually in the small garden, the platinum-blond mid-length hair was neatly combed back, and a golden crown inlaid with a huge emerald was on his head. The middle-aged man who is especially heroic is none other than King O'Brien of Heliopolis!

O'Brien turned his eyes away from the document in front of him, and looked at the trembling man with his soft-colored pupils.

"Nella Olde, I have said it many times, there is no need to be so respectful."

"Yes!" Nelaold still didn't dare to get up, but raised his head tremblingly and reported:

"Your Majesty, such a huge sandstorm. The Star Observation Department has denied the possibility of man-made. Therefore, it should be formed naturally."

Although His Majesty O'Brien is known as a benevolent monarch among the ministers, citizens, and even the neighboring countries, only those close to him know how dangerous His Majesty O'Brien is, no matter how peaceful or kind he looks, Whether it is compassion or a smile, the essence of the king is killing and majesty after all.

"Hmph, as the residence of the King's Army, Hull City is really full of disasters." O'Brien said coldly.

At this moment, he thought of some enemies at home and abroad-no matter how they did it, it was enough to know that they had motives.

After a while, Nera Olde had to bite the bullet and interrupt O'Brien's thoughts.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

O'Brien, whose thoughts were disturbed, frowned unobtrusively, glanced at the trembling Nera Olde and didn't accuse him of anything.

"I'll go there myself."

It's been a long time since I made a move. It seems that those guys have forgotten the majesty of this king. It's time for this country to remember the power of the Pharaoh of the Rain!
I hope you are not so stupid as to hope that you can successfully attack me!

O'Brien, Pharaoh of the Rain, move!

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After the two changes, sprinkle flowers~~~
Everyone~ Tickets~~
(End of this chapter)