Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

boom!

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open again in just a few dozen seconds.

A group of sailors dressed in various costumes appeared at the door. The leader was a giant Norscan man with pale skin and two starfish earrings. His left shoulder was tattooed with the mark of the sea god Mannann.

Mannann

A green five-pointed crown, a trident and an albatross, these three symbols are usually necessary tattoos for everyone who makes a living in the sea.

But the Norscan sailor, who attracted many strange looks in the tavern, was marked more than that. His entire right arm was surrounded by a swirling pattern of waves, conchs and clam shells.

That's the mark of the Swordfish!

It's the crew member of the crazy fishman who cut off his own tail!

"It's so lively. What good news do you have? Tell us!"

The giant Norscan man didn't care about everyone's gaze and led the sailors behind him straight to the largest round table in the center of the tavern.

"Tch, who do I think you are? Are you complaining that the lunatic didn't come with you?"

Those who can be pirates are not good at it, especially the captains who can run rampant in the dangerous Bandit Straits. A bearded man with a gold hook on his left hand instead of a silver eyeball on his right eye knocked the wine glass heavily and said disdainfully.

"Hey, who do I think this is? Isn't this Crick who was frightened by the Dread Fleet? Who gave you the courage to scream in front of us? Is it that incompetent shark in your belly?"

As we all know, the captain of the Swordfish is a man who doesn't like to talk, so everyone on her crew has developed vicious mouths that are comparable to artillery, and they can spray people to pick on the weak spots.

The person in charge of the battle at the moment was a dark elf with silver rings on his ears, nose, and navel.

"Humph, the Crick fleet will not be defeated, Stromofus will protect me!"

The dwarf said harshly.

"Hahaha, count on the blessing of the god of shipwrecks, no wonder you are in such misery!"

The crew of the Swordfish immediately responded.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Everyone in the tavern burst into laughter.

"you...."

The dwarf stared at his only remaining eye, and his beard stood up angrily, but in the end he forced himself to endure what he was about to say. The fight between pirates was extremely cruel. It was normal to stab Jiu Yanhua in the back one second. However, although he was very angry, he did not want to end up dying tragically in the tavern.

Although the free city of Sartosa prohibits fighting within the city, it depends on who...

Although small pirates, outlaws, smugglers and the like dare not make mistakes, these famous pirate captains are really not easy to mess with.

"Okay, let's talk, what's going on?"

The giant Norscan man turned his attention to the businessman whose style was obviously inconsistent with the style of everyone present.

"How did someone like you get here alive?"

The truth that wealth should not be revealed is a mantra that every businessman around the world talks about. This is especially true for those traders who hide in the dark. The drunken pirates in the bar feel like they are drinking. As if they had woken up, they all turned their attention to the businessman.

Either it is powerful, or it is a more powerful evil existence.

This is the consensus of everyone present.

A wealthy businessman who went astray?

Ha, absolutely impossible!

They could not even touch the shores of Sartusa.

"Have you seen that giant tree that occupies the entire sky of Ferras Island?"

The businessman with lipstick on his face shook his wine glass. He seemed to have not heard the second question and spoke to himself.

"Giant tree? Are you drunk?"

The bartender closest to him was stunned. He subconsciously glanced at the barrel under the bar. He remembered that he had secretly replaced the barrel of spirits with inferior wort.

"Ha, if there were huge trees, the upright-walking deer would have run past it!"

Click, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but interrupt. Before he became a pirate, he was also the one who led a team to fight the wood elves, although he didn't win.

"I feel a strong sense of life force, so I might as well go take a look."

A man in a blue robe sitting in the corner stood up holding a wine glass. He glanced at the bar, his free hand opened slightly, and then the whole person appeared next to the businessman like a flash of light.

Outlaws are not the only ones who can be pirates.

The otherworldly sea has countless currents gathered by magical winds, and there are immeasurable ancient treasures under the sea. Therefore, it has also attracted the attention of all factions and powerful individuals.

Pirate fleets of mages, vampires, and chaos demons from all walks of life filled the vast sea.

Normally, without a strong fleet, creatures of the Order camp would rather travel through dangerous areas than risk taking a boat.

"After talking so much, is there any benefit?"

Everyone in the tavern was not surprised at all by the mage's actions. They had never seen any kind of person in the Free City. However, this person's actions aroused their interest. A captain drank the wine in one go and shouted loudly. asked.

"Benefits? Is a possible world tree and an unattended island enough?"

The businessman grinned and chuckled.

"Unattended? Where is the Magic Coven of the Striggers?"

The blue-robed mage asked in confusion, how could the island that he once spent a lot of money to hire five large fleets of fire mages fail to capture, be left unattended now?

"Ha, they no longer exist. They were defeated by a duke from the east. They both suffered losses. Now the island only has a few thousand mortal troops."

The businessman was very casual on the surface and his tone was extremely seductive, but deep down he was gnashing his teeth with hatred.

"Oh~ Such good news, are you so kind to share it with us?"

The Norscan giant stared at the merchant suspiciously. If there were only a few thousand ordinary people, it would be easy for the pirate captains here to seize it. But the problem is that if this is really the case, no one will share it.

That is the World Tree. Even if it is only possible, it is a temptation that no pirate can resist.

After all, those are top-notch shipbuilding materials!

"Believe it or not, I only want the bodies of the Duke of the East and his family, hehehe~"

The businessman pretended to be perverted. He laughed while picking up his wine glass and quickly scanned everyone's expressions.

Tsk, if I hadn’t suffered such a big loss, how could it be your turn?

"I heard that all the lords of Cathay will transform into dragons..."

Seeing everyone's disbelief, he had no choice but to add in a pretense of obsession. His appearance was no different from that of a necromancer who was obsessed with corpses.

"Little ones, let's go!"

Having said this, even if they don't believe it, the pirate captains can't sit still. They regard the Bandit Strait as their back garden and they are not familiar with Ferras Island.

If it hadn't been for the recent melee between Tilea, Estalia and other border countries and Bretonnia and Sigmar, resulting in no merchant ships, such news would not be the turn of a pretender.

Is it dangerous to know just by looking at it?

This stupid vampire necromancer wants to trick us too?

dream!