Black Sail

Mulong Kingdom, Golden Palm Port, SS Jingbo.

"Damn it, those going back to Heaven Port go back to Heaven Port, those going on big adventures go for big adventures, we're the only ones stuck fighting blood battles in the Narrow Sea!"

Rein couldn't take it anymore! He punched the Western Continent to smithereens!

Liszt fell for that Holy Spirit Sect woman's trick, Bastie beckoned with her finger, Liszt and that Tiger-man Nashano, along with Celeste, set off for Pedan right away, found the right people, packed up, and sailed north on a light fast boat.

Now they're out of sight, the boat long disappeared over the horizon.

Garscek was seriously injured, couldn't fly for a while, nor move easily. Besides, she didn't like cold places, so she tagged along west of the Narrow Sea to see something new.

"So, when are we heading to Wind Anchor? I just contacted Brother Ox, and it seems he's struggling over there too."

Rein questioned.

It wasn't that Ox and those Merfolk couldn't handle it, but there's always that identity barrier. As foreign forces in Mirror Sea, they can't do much there, and the Narrow Sea isn't as lawless as Heaven Port. Every port is a national territory, and you gotta play by the rules.

The Merfolk brothers in Dead Man Bay definitely wouldn't mess up, just one word, "kill your whole family" means exactly that, losing both parents earns you bonus points, and you'd get a solid purchase.

But due to limited trade between Mirror Sea and Narrow Sea, other Merfolk coming to the Narrow Sea were all honest businessmen. Suddenly, so many tattooed and intimidating Merfolk Lords stirring up government trouble wasn't good for public opinion, and now the situation became kind of passive.

"Liszt left in haste and didn't explain much. Now Master Bae, sent by Su Mei, is acting as a puppet in charge of Golden Palm Port, yet a reliable core is needed to watch over, otherwise it just feels unstable."

Shadi assessed.

"What's unstable? General Fen is in the Royal Capital, handling things Pedan National-style, naturally reassuring. No need for key figures, just find a few trustworthy locals to manage it. They say it's blood battles in the Narrow Sea, but it's really living the life of a rich man."

Rein smacked his lips, insisting on freshly squeezed milk for breakfast every day, straight out Holy Mark Alchemist!

Shadi agreed Rein made sense, General Fen was even in Mulong Capital, no wonder he was the sole designated Human Rights Card for Black Sail, handling all technical and hard work.

Since Goria Meredith and her Scissors Legs Sisters liked a peaceful life, let them stay here then.

"Where's Goria?"

Shadi asked Ang Shan.

"She left with Brother Li and the others."

Ang Shan replied.

"My, hair?"

Shadi clutched his head, completely flustered.

Liszt, you son of a— wasn't Agent Seventeen's thorny nun enough for you? You even took the Scissors Legs duo!

But it was understandable. Goria and Fafna fled all the way to Beima East Coast. According to the setting in an overhyped brain-dead light novel, the first creature seen by a dragon breaking out of its shell is very close, akin to a motherly presence. Naturally, Goria had to go find her beloved daughter, and Meredith naturally tagged along too.

"Who else could handle such a heavy responsibility!"

Shadi was troubled.

"Earlier, Mika and I came here to catch Zahak, and there's a certain Officer Ji Weng below, quite capable, let's have him handle it."

Morison proposed.

This Officer Ji Weng went to a proper military school, and at the time, it was he who proposed a well-founded and constructive strategy, making the task of leading a bunch of desperadoes to deal with Zahak's navy not turn into a hell-level difficulty.

"Awesome. With a big scene comes big challenges, but also big benefits, more talents are emerging, such talent must be promoted."

Shadi ordered someone to bring this Officer over immediately.

Once Officer arrived.

Shadi understood Liszt's approach, which was, no matter what task, first boast about it, only then does the subjective initiative kick in.

Gold Palm Port manager, whether it's true or not, the name has to sound impressive.

Once the title was applied.

The Officer was directly moved to tears, beyond words, pledging to keep a close watch on Master Bae, handling all dock management and various business management rigorously.

From now on, he would be the one in true control over Golden Palm Port's cannons and guns. Anyone wanting to cause chaos would be dealt with first.

Seeing the Officer's expression, Shadi also slightly understood why Liszt had mixed so well, Heaven Port had its own replacements for everything.

Take the core system of the SS Fuma Keqing Revenge, Liszt himself shared the spoils equally with others. Damn, General Fen and Archer earning the same amount, does that make sense?

But there was no choice, at the time, they needed people who could drift around the sea. Although Archer now seemed completely useless, Dragon Language Magic sounded impressive, ask him and he'd bloody forgotten why.

But back then he was quite precious, even a cook held a high position on board.

Even the low-IQ ones were taken care of, so who else wouldn't be? After the grand heist returned home, subordinates, whether competent or not, each received a thousand Golden Dragons directly, to splurge wildly in the Heaven Port's dens of pleasure.

Liszt was a remarkable person, eating fifteen thousand tons of beef alone, wasn't begrudging towards Lord Dor's way of dividing things six-four.

"So with things settled here, let's set off to Wind Anchor and take a look at what's happening."

Shadi made the call, staying idle here any longer would drive them sick, given the past chaos, Golden Palm Port needed time to bounce back, and the local entertainment scene was just that, to have fun they'd have to go west of the Narrow Sea.

Rein was a god of responsibility release, expecting him to make decisions was impossible.

Morison even less so, Brother Sha's worldview was fragmented compared to normal people, only now with overwhelming wealth was it simpler to use money. He said he never spent a single copper coin on food, lodging, or even brothels before, and if you're upset, go ahead and sue me at the Judicial Hall, it's as simple as that.

"Eat well, drink well, and go RIP."

Having concluded negotiations with the Holy Spirit Sect, Archer, controlled by Magnus, boarded the ship, tongue heavy and sluggish, "Need to book a longer session with a lady, drank too much, can't get it up, damn it."

Everyone in the room sported tactical black faces.

Archer, the ultimate dimwit, was out of the question. One look from Azathoth had him soiling his pants at the sight of the unspeakable Old Man.

Only Shadi could make the decision.

"Then get ready in a moment, call the brothers, and set off before nightfall to back up Brother Ox."

Right after Shadi finished speaking.

The room's radio equipment transmitted a call. Looking at the simple black-and-white pixel screen's code, it was Swan's equipment calling.

"Huh?"

Shadi paused for a moment, the strange thing being that Mika hadn't been contacted these past days, and Swan was also out of contact. However, since it was known Swan was on the run, not being reachable was normal, perhaps now she had already fled to Duguli.

Quickly put on the somewhat scratchy headphones, receiving the message.

But from inside came Mika's voice, cutting straight to the point.

[Is Liszt there? Need to get in touch with him immediately.]

Mika and Swan had both suffered heavily. They were both Aran people, and being national heroes sounded impressive, but now it was an imperial decree, unavoidable. Wesker was the imperial envoy, with full authority to handle this matter, no Aran could challenge Wesker.

If Liszt didn't come, Mika and Swan were truly in for it.

[Been out of touch for so long, thought you were dead. Liszt's not here, off on the greatest adventure of the 27th century, and besides a wise Tiger-man, everyone else is female, damn.]

Seeing Mika had responded, Shadi was also secretly pleased. So the matter was settled, since they were identified as international friends due to their poor backgrounds, while Claude, Mika, and Swan were truly national heroes.

[It's over, brother. The Eldest Prince... has passed away, the Emperor himself decreed, ordering Lao Da to come to the Imperial City immediately.]

After Mika's words.

Shadi felt his blood run cold with fear.

No way...