Pirate: Crazy Devil Vic

The carriage began to move, with two guards sitting on the shaft of the carriage, one on the left and one on the right.

Vic did not receive such a good treatment. He trotted next to the carriage, always parallel to the window, and the cold wind blew on his face, stinging unbearably.

If it weren't for Fitch's leftovers that gave him a little strength, Vic would have been worried about whether his body would be able to run to the island after a day's work.

The two guards didn't stop either. They were afraid of and looked down upon Fitch, so they had to keep up appearances.

He was not so polite to Vic. He would point at him from time to time, mutter under his breath, and even deliberately spit and sneer at others.

Vic was immune to these childish tricks without any mental barriers.

Since time traveling, he has suffered no sins, no sufferings, and his outlook has been shattered into pieces. These are not even small setbacks before success, so how can he make Vic angry?

He was now using one eye to observe the passing road.

The shape of the bridge was exactly the same, and the sea on both sides was no different. Vic couldn't feel how long he had walked.

There are large pieces of building debris at regular intervals on both sides, which can provide good cover for escape.

After passing about twenty piles of wreckage, we finally saw the outline of the island.

This is really a small island. The area of ​​the island is very limited. The island is bare with no vegetation at all. Several hills are covered with snow.

No wonder this place cannot be self-sufficient and must obtain supplies from the outside world. There is no condition for producing food here.

What is the use of building such a huge bridge on such an island?

Who would still live on an island that has winter all year round and relies entirely on supplies from the outside? !

This is not a contribution to the world at all, but a punishment with no time limit and no end.

When Vic set foot on the island, there was no joy in his heart. He only felt that he was going from one cage to another, extremely depressed.

The carriage drove into a simple little dock and stopped.

The dock was very busy at this time. Some of the guards were busy moving goods, and some gathered with the navy to talk about "small business."

In the carriage shed not far away, the horses have been unloaded and are grazing leisurely in the stable.They will be put to great use tomorrow.

Some drunkards couldn't wait to pry open the box, take out the barrel and start drinking, burying their heads in it.

The people next to me didn't scold me, they were still making noises. Everyone can drink all night today!

There were women's laughter in some rooms, which made people feel uncomfortable.

The two guards jumped off the carriage and looked at the joyful scene around them, somewhat eager to try.

Fitch got off the carriage. He was dressed very neatly today.

Wearing a gorgeous dress, wearing large and small rings on her hands, she also held a black cane inlaid with gems.

Those who didn't know better thought he was going to attend a celebrity dinner.

He glanced at the whole audience with a look of disdain, his chin slightly raised, and his expression was reserved, which was completely different from the ferocious expression when he hurt someone.

He ordered to the two guards who were still standing stupidly:

"Take me to the officer of this warship."

Although the two guards were not happy, they did not dare to openly disobey him, so they had no choice but to take him to the captain's cabin.

Vic's heartbeat quickened and he quickly followed Fitch.

This warship is not large, and the highest officer on board is just a second lieutenant.

At this time, he was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the captain's cabin and reminiscing with Siegfried, the consul of the country of labor.

This second lieutenant's name is Ripa. He has no background, average ability, and not very good luck, so he was put in charge of the Kingdom on the Bridge, which has almost no profit.

However, his hard work would never be in vain, so he had a "deep friendship" with the top executive of the country of labor.

Lieutenant Lipa took out a bottle of red wine.

"This is a newly produced red wine, Pinot Noir from the Kingdom of Gaya. I happened to bring a bottle with me."

He took out a corkscrew, inserted it into the cork and turned it gently.

With a "pop" sound, a little aroma of wine slowly overflowed from the mouth of the bottle.

Lieutenant Lipa asked casually:

"Is it the same this time?"

"Of course, just do everything as promised."

Siegfried is a wine lover, or in other words, all nobles and all high-class people have some cultivation in this regard.

"What's the problem on your end?"

He took the decanter on the side, slowly poured the wine into it, and shook it gently.

"It's nothing wrong with me. Instead, I heard some bad news. It seems that your situation is not good..."

Second Lieutenant Lipa did not say any more.

The deep red wine collided on the inner wall of the transparent glass, making bursts of pleasant sounds.

They fully contact with the air to emit a more attractive fragrance.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor trouble. It's been resolved."

Siegfried concentrated on sobering up.

"A small trouble? If the laborer runs away, it's a small trouble."

Second Lieutenant Ripa's tone was somewhat sarcastic.

Siegfried was unimpressed.

"Haha, you are making too much fuss. This kind of thing has happened many times before. This is not the first time and it will not be the last time."

"Just kill all the rebels."

The tone was nonchalant.

"Haha, Siegfried, don't forget, the last time this happened was a long time ago. And I have heard about some of your practices. It would be terrible if a riot breaks out because of this."

The movement of Siegfried's hand paused, and his sharp gaze was directed towards the opponent.

"I didn't do anything. It was just an accident. Don't talk nonsense. Don't forget, Mr. Second Lieutenant, this is not a navy barracks!"

Faced with the implicit threatening words of the other party, Second Lieutenant Lipa not only remained calm and unafraid of him, but even sneered.

"Don't forget, this is Tequila Wolfe!"

Siegfried remained silent.

"It doesn't matter in other places, but if trouble occurs here, it will be difficult to resolve it even if you are a noble. You should know it very well."

Don't bother me then!

Although it is difficult to find a partner after finally finalizing it, and the next one may not be as harmonious as now, but when I think about the consequences of things getting out of control...

Now that I am persuading him with kind words, I have done my utmost to be benevolent and righteous.

Both of them were silent for a while.

After a long time, Siegfried showed a satisfied smile, took out the goblet, and poured a glass for each of them.

"Thank you very much for your concern."

The claws are also stretched a little too long.

However, what the other party said is not unreasonable. Although few people here care about it, after all, it involves the Tianlong people.

If someone really wants to investigate seriously by then...

It's better to find another way to leave here.

Lieutenant Lipa didn't have much intention of tasting the wine, so he picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Haha, you're welcome. We are close partners. Of course I can't care about your life or death."

Siegfried drank it in no hurry.

He held the handle of the wine glass and gently shook the liquid in the glass, admiring its clear and beautiful color.

After a long while, I smelled it deeply, feeling that my nose was filled with fragrance, and then I took a sip.

Wait for the fruity aroma and slight oak aroma to explode in your mouth, and then swallow it after feeling the mellow texture.

He raised his glass to Lieutenant Ripa, and the two of them smiled tacitly.