Black Sail

Inside Londen City.

Although the Admiral had conflicts with the Aran Constitutional Soldiers, the proper etiquette required to welcome the Imperial guests could not be neglected.

Originally, according to the rules, they should have been arranged to stay inside the castle fortress, but the Admiral, wanting to steer the guests away from discussing the embargo, decided not to compromise on this matter. Thus, he paid out of his own pocket for them to stay at one of the best hotels in the city, the Dream Blue Hotel.

The Dream Blue Hotel offered a twelve-floor suite, the most luxurious one.

This was arranged for the capture operation.

Under the influence of the Aran National Church and the Aran Constitutional Soldiers, they selected a Priest and several high-ranking officials to form a special inspection team.

With thousands of troops, they grandly conducted the capture operation, chasing from the Aran border across the giant wall crevasse to the East Shore.

Besides Zahak, the head of the inspection team, nobody knew who exactly they were trying to capture. It was said to be a major fugitive, and they were ordered not to ask any questions.

Zahak stood on the garden balcony, taking in the view of the grand harbor of Londen City, where the bustling entry and exit of vessels were quite spectacular. The azure sea and the coastline dotted with orange trees against the clear sky painted a beautiful picture. Such a lovely place, yet it belonged to the Beima Duchy, truly a waste.

His hair was beginning to gray, and he wore a meticulously tailored Aran Constitutional Commander’s uniform. Immaculately white, unstained, with a red shirt tightly buttoned at the collar, black military boots, and leather gloves that bore the authority of a superior. His overcoat was merely draped over his shoulders. He was about thirty-five years old, with an extremely stern facial features.

The most striking feature was his sword, which, even sheathed, exuded a bloody mist between the seams.