[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

It's early spring again.

Compared with previous years, this year's early spring is quite different. The train has become the most convenient means of transportation in Niatalberg. It covers every corner of the country, and even extends in all directions across the sea. colonies around the world.

And within a short distance in a narrow city, cars have gradually replaced horse-drawn carriages and become a new and fashionable way of travel.

Although both of these are high-end consumption that is out of reach for ordinary people, which aristocratic family has not owned an exclusive car?Even the little baron who is poor enough to consider marrying a wealthy businessman has to prepare for face.

Compared with petite and light vehicles, heavy seagoing ships are gradually becoming the overlords of the ocean. They begin to serve ordinary people. Every month, there are cruise ships traveling between major colonies and prosperous countries, carrying all kinds of people.

Since Niatalbe won the victory of the Ice Sea Battle four years ago, all the oceans on this planet that humans can set foot in have become the back garden of this empire.

However, the hegemony of land and sea is not enough to satisfy this nation, they look at the sky - yes, there is still the sky!

Facing the expectations and desires of the people, airships were used in the capital as a means of air transportation.

The airships that take off from the capital will go directly to every big city in Niaterbo. Although they are expensive, not as fast as trains, and have low carrying capacity, it is a novel experience for people who cannot fly.

"It's snowing... It's already spring, why is there still snow?"

"Isn't the recent climate changing a lot, and it's not surprising that it snows in early spring."

In the warm pod, passengers lie behind the glass windows, wipe off the mist, and look at the sky and the ground through the small blurred windows.

"It's almost here, I saw the platform, the airship is descending..."

"That's the palace, that's the Great Cathedral, it's so beautiful!"

The airship landed slowly in the thin snow, and the passengers got off the pod one by one, ending the trip with satisfaction. The pod became empty, and only the last passenger was still sitting in the innermost position.

This is a very handsome man. He is dressed in a plain black robe, with a dusty religious silver pendant hanging on his chest. His long golden hair is thickly braided. His eyes, his facial features are profound but his expression is gentle.

He didn't look at the snow scene outside the window, but just stared at the newspaper on the table, his downcast silent appearance seemed to be lost in thought.

The driver cautiously walked to his side, and whispered as if he was afraid of frightening him: "Your Excellency Cornwallis, we have arrived at our destination—are you satisfied with this journey?"

Zacharias suddenly came back to his senses, he subconsciously squeezed the newspaper, and then let go after a pause, apologetically saying: "Sorry, I didn't notice... So you have already arrived in Nordnore..."

"The airship is very comfortable, you worked hard."

The driver relaxes: "As long as you like it!"

Although the gentleman is dressed simply, the driver does not dare to offend. You must know that this is the youngest archbishop in history. He was promoted from the diocese to the headquarters at the age of 25. One can imagine how brilliant his future is. ——The next archbishop must be him.

Zecharia stood up: "Then I won't bother you, I'll leave now, the Lord bless you."

The driver who received the blessing of the great priest was very happy. He watched the distinguished gentleman leave. At this time, the deputy also came up and packed up the seat with the driver.

"Prince Ontario has passed away, and the succession to the throne has shifted downwards. The next crown prince will be the Duke of Ertusa...So that's the latest news!" The deputy flipped through the newspaper, "Mr. Priest is from Ceylon It's normal for someone from the county not to know the latest news in the capital."

The driver glanced at the news page—in this month, newspapers with similar content almost filled the streets and alleys of Nordnoll, and he was tired of reading it when he set off to leave.

"There is no other way. The Prince of Ontario is not young and suffers from chronic diseases... Although the succession to the throne has to find distant relatives, this Prince of Ontario is not as good as Her Majesty the Queen." He sighed helplessly, " But I heard that this Duke of Ertuza is younger? He is not yet 40 years old."

"That's right, at the age of 38, the duchess passed away three years ago, leaving behind a son and a daughter, depending on the conditions, this is a very good candidate."

The deputy commented with a very understanding look, and then he put away the newspaper and sighed in a low voice: "Well, no matter what, just ask the Lord to bless us in Niaterbo."

*

The weather in early spring was equally bad, and the thin snow turned into dirty muddy water as soon as it hit the ground. Zechariah stepped off the dock and Dacheng boarded the carriage that had been waiting for him for a long time.

On the surface, it was the owner of the carriage to solicit customers, but the coachman who was actually a member of the carrier pigeon asked earnestly, "Your Excellency, where do you want to go first?"

Zechariah: "Let's go to the theater, how is the current situation in the capital?"

"Yes, we're leaving now, you sit down." The coachman agreed, and then said diligently, "Didn't there be an accident in December, and now Nordnore is in chaos, and the adults are discussing whether to call the Duke. What about the capital, but the master didn't intervene, he still stayed in the old place."

"Today's theaters have repertoires open to the public, the classic "Phantom"."

"Phantom" is not a traditional opera, but it has gradually become famous in the past two years. However, because of its novel story, beautiful tunes, and wide acclaim, it quickly became popular and even spread to Ceylon County.

The carriage drove into the street, and the cars ran amok here without any rules. The supposedly spacious road appeared crowded and narrow because of this, which perfectly matched the cramped buildings on both sides of the street.

In the past few years, more and more people have poured into Nordnore, and the newly built buildings have dense living spaces, compressing all the foreigners who try to settle down.

The vehicles turned slowly through these blocks, and finally stopped in the downtown area. Perhaps because most of the surrounding residential areas belonged to the middle class, this market was relatively clean.

There are no piles of rubbish, no fishy food stalls, beggars and homeless people in the narrow corners, and almost no wandering warblers...

But it doesn't stop there.

Zechariah got out of the vehicle and stopped in front of the destination. This is an inconspicuous small theater. Its elegant appearance is hidden in the shade of trees. It has not been seen for a few years. It is still the same here, and it does not even look like opera.

He walked slowly to the steps of the theater. The people who entered and exited here were dressed decently. From time to time, some people looked at Zacharias impolitely, and praised the young and handsome priest in a low voice.

Zacharias has long been used to this kind of gaze, he walked quickly into the side road, the dim light failed to illuminate this area, he fell into a shadow, after a long walk, a strange maid came for He opened the door.

The old butler who used to take care of His Royal Highness passed away three years ago, and no one has replaced this position since then. Although the palace has sent professionals to assist in the operation of the theater, they are only responsible for peripheral work. Was assigned to pigeon management.

Zechariah looked at the maid leading the way in front of her. In the dim light, her walking movements were a bit rigid, but her posture was graceful. She probably had a court education, and maybe she was a secret member who had just been replaced from the palace.

Carrier Pigeon's membership roster was kept under wraps, and there was a good vibe in disguise, and Zacharias, who was not very familiar with this aspect, could barely recognize them.

The faint sound of the piano came from the backstage, and the maid's footsteps slowed down. She said softly: "This scene has already begun. The theater has adopted a new rehearsal method this time, which has attracted many people."

Zacharias was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness?"

The maid turned around and smiled at him: "You recognized it."

*

The hidden doors were pushed open one after another, and Zacharias followed the puppet, and after bypassing the intricate and narrow corridors, he finally arrived at the innermost study.

The layout here is almost exactly the same as it was four years ago, except that the place where the musical instruments used to be placed has been replaced by books, leaving only the violin and flute.

The puppet leading the way turned back into an inhuman form. This puppet was completely destroyed eight years ago. It took Miao Xuan a lot of money to restore it. He carefully restored every detail, and all parts came from the same The material, except for the pair of eyes - the precious sea pearls can be had but not sought after, and similar substitutes lack the vicious atmosphere.

In the end, Miao Xuan had no choice but to replace it with the precious crystals stored in the royal warehouse.

However, the reconstructed puppet no longer possesses flexible movements. It has become a real puppet, which can only run rigidly under the control of Miao Xuan, as if the ignorant soul that once existed has completely died.

This time was no exception. Under the master's control, the puppet pulled open the heavy curtain sternly, revealing the large bay window that occupied the entire wall. The gloomy sky in early spring immediately poured into the room, covering all the furniture. There was a layer of cold halo.

Under this halo, a man leaning on the back of the chair gradually opened his eyes, as if he was just waking up from a dream.

He was wearing a dark overcoat with a simple shirt inside. His figure was a bit thin, and the curvature of his bones could be seen faintly under his smooth texture. On his morbidly pale skin, an old scar seemed a little glaring.

This is a light brown thin trace, which stretches across the man's neck—eight years ago, in order to release the blood stagnated in the body, the owner of the neck cut the same spot here again and again, although the blood was drained in the end It succeeded, but he also paid a corresponding price.

When Zechariah's line of sight came into contact with this hidden line, he felt as if he had been burned by fire. He turned his eyes away and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, I'm back."

After a pause, Zacharias added in a concealed manner: "Everything is fine in Ceylon County. The local church has formed a mutual supervision structure with the consul and the gentry. As long as the flow of people is accelerated, bad competition will be eliminated. won't show up."

Miao Xuan rubbed his forehead, sat up straight, and closed the book in his hand: "I saw it, and it was clearly reported in the letter. Thank you for your hard work, Sakya."

"It's nothing, it's all I should do." Zecharia smiled, and sat down on the vacant seat—according to His Highness's habit, he only needs to prepare a separate seat in his study. It will not stay here for a long time. The Queen's physical and mental state does not support her leaving the palace for a long time. It stands to reason that this seat is completely unnecessary...

Unless there is another person, he can frequently enter and exit this private study room, and stay for a long time each time.

Zechariah: ...

There's only one possibility—again, yes, you, Ian Parcival.

In the past four years, Zechariah has been stationed in Ceylon County. There are two things that disturb him the most, one of which is Parcival.

This guy still doesn't want to get married even though he's old. He just spreads scandals everywhere and looks like a libertine, but he doesn't have a lover by his side. The so-called eclectic stories are groundless. This guy has a solemn face, He said that he was so busy with work that he had to run around...but he could still spare time to spend time with His Highness.

No matter how many times you warn, you can't be persuaded, right?

This stubborn, defiled fellow!

That's all about Percival's matter, after all, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he must behave well in front of His Highness, and what worries Zacharias even more is His Highness himself.

Few people knew what happened on the Holy Spirit Day eight years ago. They only saw rose petals falling from the sky. They didn't know about the death of the white griffin. Ordinary people enjoyed that wonderful night until one A month later, when Iris launched an attack, the royal family announced the late news, and then...

The replay of the tragedy that night completely destroyed the sweet little family of the royal family, but Iris took the opportunity to invade again. Her Majesty the Queen and Her Highness had no choice but to recover from the grief and buried the little princess with their own hands. Cooperating with the parliament, Iris began a long-term battle. Four years of tug-of-war.

Before the Battle of the Ice Sea four years ago, Niaterbo didn't have much advantage. At that time, few people admitted that they had a chance of winning.As a military officer, Parcival would of course go to the battlefield, and Zechariah also participated in the battle as an army chaplain and military doctor, but His Highness ignored their dissuasion and also arrived at the front line.

The battle situation that time was indeed tragic. In the end, the general who led the army changed all the way to Parcival. Although Rose won the final victory, they also paid a huge sacrifice.

It was also during this day and night together that Zacharias discovered the true thoughts hidden in His Highness's heart - he did not cherish his own life very much.

Zechariah didn't know when this mental state started, but His Highness hid it very well, especially to those around him, he completely covered everything up with gentleness and tolerance!

In His Highness's heart, his survival is fundamentally for his relatives and close friends, but if his death can bring about a better ending, he will not mind dying.

Zechariah was frightened and angry after discovering this, but he couldn't persuade His Highness at all, let alone cure this tendency?

Not only that, His Royal Highness firmly believes that the eagle is still alive!

Obviously, eight years ago, Falcon and Nightingale had killed him in pursuit, and they even brought back the body of Junying. No matter how many tests, it proved that it was him, but His Highness just didn't believe it!

"Sakka, have you seen the news?"

The prince's voice sounded softly, and Zechariah immediately came back to his senses: "Yes, the next in line is Duke Ertusa... Although his relatives are far away, his ancestors have been with the royal family many times. Marriage, like the Prince of Ontario, he has the qualifications."

The royal family looked for distant relatives according to the genealogy, and the Duke of Ontario, the lord of Ontario, became the crown prince. Although he was only one year younger than the queen and had no heirs, he was impeccable in blood.

——This decision was a helpless move in the final analysis. The queen used it to win over her allies, and then Niatalbe and Iris began a four-year hostility until Rose won the Battle of the Ice Sea.

But after eight years, Prince Ontario has not survived the queen. To put it bluntly, his death has made everyone feel relieved. Compared with this future monarch who is also aging and has no descendants, everyone would rather change to a future monarch who has no offspring. The heirs are only the crown princes who have lost their wives.

Speaking of which, this matter is actually quite ironic. The future crown prince who is optimistic about him also has a complicated identity.

The biological father of the young Duke of Ertuza was once married to the royal family. His spouse at that time was Queen Elizabeth III who had reigned for less than a year. After the queen passed away, the old duke returned to the fief immediately and couldn't wait to marry another The daughter of a vassal, she will never move her nest in the manor...

Now it was little Ertuza's turn to inherit the queen's throne, which was beyond words.

"The new heir will bring his family and arrive in Nordnoll in a month. It is also a very good thing to take control of Ertusa County back to Niaterbo, but I Still a little worried..." Miao Xuan said softly, "Sakya, I want to ask the church to borrow a pastor who is good at evolutionary medicine."

"Okay, I'll go and choose." Zecharia nodded, and then asked worriedly, "Your Highness, I heard that His Majesty's recent situation has deteriorated?"

Miao Xuan was silent for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Ah, it's just a day."

*

Nord Noor, the execution platform.

This ancient building made of planks and stones has a history of hundreds of years. It has carried countless prisoners and corpses. Blood has been splashed on this ancient countertop time and time again, leaving dirty marks that can hardly be washed away. .

Today, this high platform is going to perform a brand new death penalty. Unlike the previous hangings, this time the death penalty is beheaded for public display. The criminal who was executed is the wicked pirate Dicky. He is driving the nightmare "Anglo" ship in The nickname among pirates is Blackbeard, who has committed countless crimes in his life and has been at large for many years.

His crimes are heinous - ten years ago, this guy murdered the governor of the colony of Aydno, not only that, he also replaced him, occupied the governor's mansion, and began to brutally exploit the people under his rule!

Of course, it doesn't matter to what extent the exploitation is, as long as it remains stable, the real crime of the false governor is that the crime of exploitation is not confessed, which is the real "heinous crime".

In addition, Dicky also colluded with the local indigenous leaders two years ago, trying to make the colony separate from the great Niaterbo and become his own country!

This is something that the proud empire of Niaterbo cannot tolerate. Back then, even Iris, who took advantage of the fire, was unable to snatch even an inch of land. Now, this little thief who was born as a pirate actually has such thoughts?

Betrayers are rejected by all Niaterbe people, so the righteous man happened to appear, he overthrew the evil rule of Dicky, captured the sinner alive and sent him back to Nord Nor, and let him apologize in front of all Nor Nor .

As for the martyr himself, of course he was reluctant to become the governor of Aydno, and manage the land where the people are struggling.

"It's him!"

"Up! Up—"

"Pirates, that's pirates!"

"Damn it, try this!"

The crowd who had been waiting under the execution platform finally got the main meal, and they began to make noises excitedly, throwing rotten leaves or stones, and staring at the family who was waiting in full swing and turned onto the stage:

He was shriveled and emaciated, not at all like those vicious pirates in the legends, and when the sackcloth covering his head and face was lifted, the real face was revealed—this was a delirious lunatic, ugly and crazy.

The crowd was disappointed by the victim's appearance, but also excited by his embarrassment. After a short silence, they became noisy again.

As for why this famous murderer became like this——

Since being arrested, Dicky has not had a good meal, and the long sea journey back to Niatalberg has also destroyed his health. In addition, the land carrying ideals has since been shattered, which is regarded as faith. His "Anglo" was burned by the sea monster again, and the thousands of heart sounds wrapped around him were full of complicated malice...

Dicky had gone crazy a long time ago, but his madness did not affect the execution. The executioner had already prepared the torture tools and was waiting to chop off the sinner's head.

If it wasn't for sending this guy's head back to Ayideno, he wouldn't be able to enjoy beheading!

We all know that beheading is a punishment for nobles, but for lowly people, long-lasting and painful strangulation is their standard.

Half of those loyal to Dicky were hanged by the executioner Ian Parcival in front of the port of Rosede, and the other half were hanged on the cliff of Iab by the new governor Drake Brown.

The sinner is pinned under the guillotine's triangular guillotine—a brilliant invention of a certain monarch of the Iris, who finally proved its usefulness with his own neck.

People who knew this anecdote made mocking voices, and at this moment, the herald walked up to Xingtai with his head held high, and he read out the criminal's crime: "The one we are about to execute is the traitor Dicky..."

The crowd gave a positive response, and everyone opened their mouths wide, delighted to hear the exciting news. When the herald finished reading the scroll in his hand, the crowd even let out some regretful voices.

But then, a more exciting scene came. The executioner stepped forward and saw the switch knife falling high, blood gushing out, and before the condemned prisoner could struggle, his head fell to the ground.

Next, the executioner lifted the head of the black beard and walked around the high platform, the sticky blood dripped to the ground, ensuring that everyone could clearly see the death of the head.

So the crowd burst into cheers. Although many of them didn't know who Dicky was, what "Anglo" was, and where Aydeno was before today, they were just happy.

On the tower not far from the execution platform, Ian Percival stood at the window, watching the scene indifferently.

The 29-year-old young man has already ascended to the position of Secretary of the Interior. He is in charge of the definition and disposal of punishments by Niaterbo, and death has become the office stationery in his hands.

The Akenas War ignited his fire, the Holy Spirit Day eight years ago gave him endless fuel, and the Ice Sea Battle four years ago almost brought him back from the ashes.

After Old Parcival abdicated, Ian inherited his political assets, and now he is very similar to his father when he was young, except that Ian's temperament is more indifferent and calm, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes are the gentleness of his mother gift.

"The king of Iris really invented a good thing, it is for the benefit of everyone." The deputy joked in a low voice, and at the same time handed the letter and booklet to the chief, "Your Excellency, the latest information and appendix, These have all been confirmed by the sentry.”

Ian no longer overlooked the farce of Xingtai, he took the file and flipped through it quickly.

"These are the gifts that the 'Sea Monster' will present to the royal family. The gift list is very long, and there are many good things in it." The deputy said in amazement, "It is useless for Dicky to be greedy. There are so many good things, but his adoptive son took them all at once! He even gave them away mercilessly!"

This "adopted son" is a secret piece of information, and the carrier pigeon took a lot of effort to find out——

Derek Brown, who killed Dicky, was also a pirate. He spent his childhood on the nightmare ghost ship "Anglo", and then he disappeared for a period of time inexplicably, and then reappeared in the chaotic land of Arknas , established his own pirate group, and also earned a great reputation like "Sea Monster".

It stands to reason that the end of a pirate's life is the ocean, the gallows or the gallows hanging on the sea, but time has passed, and the former little pirate has now transformed into the new governor of Aydno. The queen canonized it in the letter The "Count".

Earl!Earl a pirate!

The deputy felt sour in his heart, thinking that I'm not bad, why didn't I have such good luck.

Ian didn't know that his deputy was dreaming of spring and autumn. He closed the letter in his hand and read it as a bribe gift list, and threw it to the deputy: "Take a telegram, and let the people who are stationed in the word, Roth, do it." Get ready to welcome."

"The group of pirates who put on human skins are about to land."

*

"See? We're going to dock."

"Children, let us welcome the land!" The experienced old sailor knocked on the ship's side and cheered loudly, which caused a commotion throughout the ship.

"Rosde—that's Rosde!" The sailor who had never entered Niatalberg lay on the side of the ship and couldn't help shouting excitedly, "It's so beautiful, can it be said that the whole city is accessible to all people?" Is there electricity?! How can she be so bright, brighter than the starry sky!"

The companion who came here only once a year ago laughed at him unceremoniously: "Where is this? If you go to Nordnore, don't be shocked. That is the real fairyland on earth, not only the ground is full of lights , there are more in the sky!"

In the past few years, Niaterbo has changed too much. Even people born in Nordnoll will be shocked by the changes in their hometown because they have not returned home for a long time, let alone those sailors who were born in the colonies.

There are continuous lights on the coast, and the sailors who have never seen such prosperity began to sing songs excitedly, calling for friends and companions, and celebrating the arrival of their destination.

The outrageous singing quickly gathered into a chorus, but even the celebratory songs were still full of murderous intent when sung by this group of sailors—yes, even though their registered identities were all "governor's bodyguards", "The earl is subordinate", but every sailor standing here was once a bloody pirate.

"What a group of good boys." The old sailor looked at the young man, grinned proudly, showing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth, "Look at their bodies! There will be countless girls from good families willing to sleep in their beds!"

There was no answer to these vulgar speeches, and the old sailor was not surprised. He smashed the tobacco leaves and tilted his head to look at the boss beside him—under the shadow of the brass searchlight, a tall man folded his arms, Leaning against the wall, the thin shirt was casually opened, exposing the bronze texture of the upper body to the dim light.

The man has very deep facial features, his skin is very rough, his palms are covered with calluses, the exposed skin can be seen the scars left after the wounds have healed, like the crystallization of sea salt, but this does not mean ugly.

Just looking at the appearance, this guy is as ferocious as a wild beast, but if you meet his eyes... Ah, this is not a ferocious beast from land, he is a nightmare hidden in the deep sea.

No one would look into the eyes of this pair of black eyes - sea monsters kill people, all they need is this one look.

Even the sailors who served the sea monster didn't have the courage to take a look, let alone the enemy?

Probably only an old sailor who has followed the sea monster for more than ten years and knows that he will not lightly hurt his subordinates before he touches the bottom line, has the courage to occasionally find out...

The old sailor saw the expression of the captain, and he was surprised to find that the expression was too soft for the sea monster, whether it was the lowered eyelids, the slightly smiling lips, or even the eyes——

At this moment, only the other side of the ocean is reflected in those black pupils.

In the evening, the lights of the city are reflected in the sea water, outlining a blurred and bright reflection, beautiful and ethereal, like a dream hidden in memory.

The old sailor thought to himself, this man, his reading was not in vain. The appearance of the sea monster is definitely brewing some sour words and poems, which is the same problem as those noble ladies.

He spit out the tobacco leaves with a pooh, took out the jug, the joy of arriving at the destination made him relax, so he began to make himself uncomfortable: "Captain, what are you thinking?"

Derek closed his eyes: "It's nothing, I just remembered some good memories."

Fond memories of sea monsters?

The veteran took a sip of water, and the hand holding the wine trembled slightly.

The fond memories of sea monsters—his childhood on the nightmare ship "Anglo", his teenage years following that eagle and finally defecting?

Or did he start from scratch in Akernas, wiped out dozens of pirate groups one after another, and finally caught up with the past experience of the Royal Army?

Even he massacred the rebels in Aydno, or was it yesterday's story of father and son fighting each other in order to win the fiefdom and title?

Thinking about it this way, things became unprecedentedly terrifying. The old sailor lived for a long time because he didn't have that desperate curiosity. He took a sip of wine, didn't ask any questions, and just pretended to be drunk. Turn around and join the carnival of young people.

Drake didn't stop him, he let the old sailor leave, he just watched from a distance that this timid and cunning old guy evaded hastily, pretended to blend into the crowd, and danced like a monkey, which caused a burst of laughter. 7K 妏敩

However, Drake has never lied. The "good memories" in his mouth are completely different from what the old sailor thinks in his heart. It is indeed the happiest past in his life, and he carefully and carefully hides it in his heart, just like Pearls in mussels.

What Drake misses are the dreams he can never get back...

No, it's not so much a dream, but rather the Highness in his dream.

In the past, his highness still lived in a dream, and every time after night, he would welcome his visit temporarily. He would smile at the puppet he descended on, revealing his most fragile body and toughest soul, frankly without pretense.

It was as if the God of Beauty had heard his unconscious prayer, so he tailored an object of reverence and desire for him!

But... this beautiful dream has not appeared since eight years ago.

It was noon, and a severe headache suddenly hit Drake. At that time, he vaguely heard the sound of shattering, like the cracking of glass beads or the breaking of the ice layer. Since that day, his dreams have been Completely disappeared.

No matter how much he looks forward to, no matter how much he desires, he will never see His Highness in the dream again, sleep is like a short death, and all the joys of the past seem to have turned into a mirror image——

Hehe, yes, this was originally his unrealistic delusion and dream.

Just like the reflection of the harbor projected in the water, no matter how beautiful and ethereal it is, it does not exist.

Drake heard the siren blare, he stood up and "looked" at his own ship.

The short chorus of the sailors is over, and the next step is to deal with the inspection of the port authorities-these experienced and cunning guys will not make mistakes in such a simple matter, let alone what they transport are all good things, Losing any of them could cost them their lives.

Seeing the sailors returning to their positions, Derek walked out of the shadows slowly. He tore off his crumpled shirt, and casually grabbed the coat handed by his subordinates: [Lanternary, go ashore].

—He didn't make a sound, but these two words clearly conveyed to all the sailors' minds, everyone, everyone in the 36 behemoths.

So in every corner of all the sea ships, very similar rough responses sounded one after another, they were rough roars without words, they converged into a roar like a torrent, like a pack of wolves howling at the moon.

Drake boarded the ship's side step by step. What he was stepping on was a thousand-ton ship, and behind this leading ship, dozens of giant ships no less than it were lined up, splitting the sea water , pressing towards the port with the posture of landslide and tsunami...

This is a group of giant beasts from the deep sea, guarding behind their leader.