Black Sail

"Womery..." Wolman was dumbfounded too. After resting for a bit and clearing away some fatigue, he felt full of energy. Damn, Liszt is always up to some hard work and skilled tricks, today he really nailed it, even more impressive than Doringger. But he coughed and pretended to be serious, saying, "Things aren’t over yet. Once this is done, we still have to go to Mulong Capital to dismantle the puppet government and put Su Yizhana in place. We might even have a tough battle if the people inside are stubborn."

Wolman lectured the sub-dragon people under his command, along with other pirates who realized that their lifetime had changed.

In reality, Wolman himself didn’t believe his own words.

Not to mention Zote is dead, with the death on Crocodile Island, those defeatist comprador government collaborators might have already been scared weak before anyone arrives, and might just open the city gates to warmly welcome the royal army.

"Damn it! Never been to a court."

Rein was a pure hillbilly, used to roam the highlands, later drifting everywhere. He’s been to big cities, but the most luxurious place he’s been to must be the authentic dog warlord Doringger’s manor.

The Lord’s manor is much classier than the Cloud Palace brothel, a place where royal relatives reside.

Archer was indifferent. He spent the first half of his life at the Ji Weng Palace, and the five permanent countries’ palaces are far superior to Mulong.

Things outside the city are settled, but cleaning up the battlefield will take more time.

Many key figures and Fafna went into the city to check the situation; the fire is still burning.

"Where’s my disciple?"