Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

As soon as his words fell, the people in the square began to walk towards the boat in an orderly manner.

After everyone had landed on the boat, the dragon's body slowly turned into a gust of wind.

Afterwards, this gust of breeze blew forward, causing people's clothes to flutter.

In an instant, the dragon was on board a leading ship.

Following his order, the ship slowly left the island.

Although he was the only one when he came, it was full when he left.

The remaining people in the square stood quietly on the shore, watching the boat leave.

These people secretly prayed in their hearts that this rescue plan would definitely succeed.

The troops dispersed on the great route are not limited to this one place.

After bringing these soldiers of the revolutionary army to the island of Baitu, Long embarked on the journey again.

In this way, in the next few days, he continued to wander around the various islands on the great route.

And the scattered troops on the great route were gradually gathered together.

Dracula, who was in the base, nodded in satisfaction as he watched the increasing number of troops on the island.

These people will be his vital force in carrying out his plan to advance the city.

On the fourth day, the West Sea Corps and the South Sea Corps finally reached the sea area of ​​Baitu Island.

Due to the urging of the dragon before, they abruptly shortened the voyage time by one-third.

Western Army Commander Murray and Southern Army Commander Lindbergh stepped off their ships one after another.

Morrie lowered his head, looked at Lindberg in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Fuhahaha, I didn't expect that we came here together. It's really fate."

"In this case, let's go together and see what the leader is doing?"

Hearing his words, Lindbergh complained and replied.

"Sure enough, I still hate standing with giants the most."

"This feeling of looking up at people makes me very uncomfortable."

"However, there is no way to do this. Who made us colleagues?"

"Let's go."

After saying these words on his own, Lindbergh walked along the deserted path in front of him towards the base in the center of the island.

Mori, who was behind him, smiled casually, didn't pay attention to what he said, but quickened his pace and followed closely.

It was not the first time he had heard these words.

As a fur tribe, Lindbergh has always had deep resentment towards his height.

Especially when he saw Mori, who was tall and tall, this kind of resentment was the greatest.

In his broken thoughts, the two walked all the way to the sub-base of the Revolutionary Army.

Looking at the still familiar scene in front of them, the corners of their mouths couldn't help evoking a smile of memory.

Immediately, he went straight to the direction of the meeting room.

They knew very well that if the dragon was still on this island, the most likely place to appear would be the conference room.

When they just entered the meeting room, they found that there was a person sitting at the front seat.

With the help of the dim light in the conference room, the two saw the faintly visible tattoo hidden under the hood.

After discovering this, Lindbergh spoke first.

"Boss, long time no see."

"I didn't expect that it was the two of us who arrived first. It seems that Betty and the crow lost some time on the road."

Hearing the familiar voice, Long's face hidden under the hood lifted slightly and looked in his direction.

Immediately, plain words came out of his mouth.

"Well...then you guys should take your seats first."

"Betty and the crow should arrive before dark at the latest."

After the two sat down, the meeting room returned to silence.

No one made a sound, choosing to break the silent atmosphere.

Because they know very well that this is the last quiet time before the storm.

After waiting for a while, some noisy voices finally came from outside the meeting room.

With a bang, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

The one who walked in first was the bold-tempered head of the Eastern Sea Regiment, Betty.

In her arms, she was holding her own adjutant "Ashilu".

And in her other hand, she was still holding that big flag.

She took a few puffs of the cigarette in her mouth, and then slowly exhaled puffs of smoke.

When the smoke filled the air, she sat down on her seat carelessly.

Due to the excessive range of movement, it even caused the trembling of the stalwart mountain in front of her.

Those two balls of white flowers couldn't help but scurry out.

But unfortunately, the close-fitting shawl on her body tightly bound them.

However, this beautiful scenery could not attract the attention of everyone in the meeting room.

For these people, it is the plan that is about to be implemented, which makes them more concerned.

Looking at the few people whose faces were still calm, Betty smiled dully.

"Oh, man."

"It's really a little bit, and I can't even arouse my interest."

"It's a good thing you're here, Ashiru."