The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

September 1498, 1 in the Haiyuan calendar. .

Time flies, years fly by... just a few months, fleeting.

Boom... As the waves hit the shore, a large cargo ship with a "Thunder Magatama" pattern engraved on it slowly approached the "Red Port" directly behind the Navy Headquarters.

"The Kingdom of Heaven tribute ship has arrived!"

"The special channel for "Tianjin" is open! "

"Headquarters will accompany Sakaski to convey the message: Please send "Marie Gioia" down to transport the cable car! "

Da da da, da da da... Following the words from the loudspeaker, neatly lined up navy soldiers came running from the inside of the fortress: clear the way, clear the place, and enforce martial law!

The ordinary people around who were waiting for the cable car started talking while being driven away.

"He is indeed the number one lackey... The heavenly gold that other countries had to wait until December was handed over immediately after the Chinese New Year."

"Tch, you are jealous... How powerful is the Kingdom of Heaven? They are not short of money. Are there not many shops you have seen in the Chambord Islands?"

"Yes, yes... don't talk crazy, you guy. No matter who the Kingdom of Heaven does business with, it will always be a childlike thing, and it will never take advantage of its power to take advantage of others!"

In the voices of these conversations, emotions such as jealousy, trust, and maintenance are intertwined... But no matter what, one fact cannot be erased: in three years, the prosperity and strength of the Kingdom of Heaven have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Thank you, General Sakaski, for escorting us all the way."

"You're welcome. This is my duty."

"General Sakaski is too humble. These precious works of art are what "Saint Chalmer" has specified. It is all thanks to you that we can get here without any setbacks... I will be here at Saint Chalmer I am here to ask for your merits. "

"Don't do that unnecessary thing. My escort is at the front... Let your people prepare for the connection with the hook rope!"

At the bow of the ship, Akainu, who was disgusted by Berg's "flattery" tone, swung his navy cloak and turned around.

When passing by the pockmarked attendant behind Berg, Akainu did not forget to cast a sidelong glance at him... The other party nodded cautiously and forced out a slightly nervous smile.

"Humph…"

Akainu snorted coldly and strode towards the navy soldiers who were lining up behind him... Masters and servants both have the same virtue, so the Raiden boy can really find such a subordinate who is quite good at pleasing others.

"Just a little bit...you idiot, you still pull it so hard that it makes you want to slap your face."

Reg, who was disguised as a boy named "Jim", put away his smile and slandered Akainu... The Celestial Dragon named "Charmaco" was really willful. Akainu was clearly enjoying the burning of pirates in the New World, but he A phone call brought him back all the way.

The reason is what Berg said before... He doesn't want this batch of "precious" goods to be damaged at all: although these are made with the fruits of his art, their real value is very little.

"Master, we're here."

"Well done, keep up the good work."

After quietly exchanging glances, Berg's mustache twitched slightly: "Jim, do as Master General said..."

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Pongal Castle, main entrance.

Clatter, clack... Berg, who was holding the connecting rod with both hands and only accompanied by Reg, arrived under the escort of the guards of the Holy Land.

"Minister Berg, Saint Charles is already at the "Social Square" in the castle... Your Excellency asked me to ask you: Are the artworks ready?This time, not only celebrities from all walks of life were invited, but also several distinguished world nobles. "

Facing the secret inquiry from the leader of the guards, Berg nodded slightly: "That is a matter that Charma Kesheng explained, and our King also attaches great importance to it... Don't worry."

"Understood, please wait here for the arrival of the next goods... I will go and report first, so that the banquet can start as planned. You guys, don't stand so close to me stupidly, Minister Berg can't stand your sweat. Smell, stay away from me!"

After scolding his men, the guard leader hurried away... After getting off the tracks called "Motor Walk", which were actually moved by slaves underground, Reg narrowed his eyes slightly: This thing made him feel sick!

Not to the slaves, but to the Celestial Dragons who are complacent about inventing this kind of thing and think they are superior to others... There are obviously too many ways to solve the problem of human involvement, but they like this, it is simply disgusting! !

Berg, who turned his eyes slightly to the side, caught Reg's expression, and his body tensed up unconsciously... Young Master, there will be more disgusting things coming later, you have to hold back!

"Lord Berg, I'm really looking forward to it... to be able to participate in such a classy banquet, will there be a beautiful dancer that will feast your eyes!"

"Jim, be quiet... Charmaine Saint doesn't like his servants to talk too much, and he doesn't like people to look around like a country bumpkin! When we go in, follow me obediently, don't do anything, don't look at anything! Yes! Otherwise, if you get into trouble, let alone your distant relative, I can’t protect you even if you are my biological son!”

"Yes Yes…"

Reg nodded with a frightened look... The guards who were far away from them were not surprised by this: they had seen this kind of thing countless times in the Holy Land.

Many princes and nobles brought their people to the banquet, and they all scolded them not to act "rashly".

"Humph!"

Berg, who was reminded by Reg, ended the conversation with a cold snort... If this man dared to "sneak in" behind him, he wouldn't be able to do it without being nervous!

Seeing that Berg's performance had returned to normal, Reg also calmed down and played his role... He didn't blame Berg for insisting on taking the moving walk, because everyone who visited had done so. This was a constraint called "rules".

After months of hard work in advance, Berg, who was a "familiar face" in the Holy Land, facilitated this banquet... and also succeeded in getting Charmaco to invite the so-called "Saint Kamal"!

This guy is very satisfied with the top dancer "Ai Puli" disguised by Ivankov... He will basically bring her to dance performances at large and small banquets in the Holy Land.

As a "slave's wife", Ivankov naturally has a little slave girl named "Little Luo" who takes care of her daily life: she is Weber who became a "daughter".

After they meet Charmaco, the organizer, the luxurious banquet will begin... and they, the servants, will stay with the servants.

In this case, he would have the opportunity to speak to Weber in person...using the Sandia code language that Weber also understood and had been taught by Rolando.

Da da da…!

Waiting quietly, the guards who were carrying boxes at the back and cautiously stopping every step arrived.

As if it was agreed upon, the leader of the guards who had left earlier also appeared from the main entrance and trotted over: "Minister Berg, the banquet hosted by Saint Chalmac has begun... Please prepare your invitations to enter. ."

"Thank you, Lord Guard..."

Berg's raised hand made the opponent's only exposed pupils dilate...here he comes!

After catching a glimpse of a green check representing one million Baileys, which slipped into the gap in the opponent's armor, Reg felt "heartbroken" in his heart: Damn it, if he didn't have to take care of these "little devils", he would rather buy it n meat buns to beat the dog! !

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