Chapter 294: CCXCIV. The Real Boss
Inside the Black Sail Inn.
"Is this really true?"
Fen couldn’t believe whether what Hened said was actually true, but if it went as smoothly as Hened described,
Liszt would become infamous throughout the Four Seas overnight, piling up all his ruthless past deeds. It would be like cursing the heavens and the earth; he figured it could even make tough men weep at night.
He would be something of an underworld Immortal.
Compared to his notoriety, Doringger, Diaz, or the freaks and monsters of the Western Continent would all fall short.
Hened never thought that the dirty work the abstract Captain once did could become the ultimate trump card today.
Ten years ago, the Northern Prison rebellion had profound implications on the state of the world today.
Although Liszt did not speak the language, he acknowledged some brothers on the day of the rebellion and rescued some "old guns" from there, being considered one of the masterminds according to official records.
When Hened first saw Liszt with his madman’s act, cupping a braid and beard as if he was some sort of hardcore tough guy, even Hened with a vivid memory of that day couldn’t recognize him.
But the day Liszt went to save his wife and arranged her posthumous appearance, he shaved his beard.