On board the Golden Dream, within two minutes and forty seconds, the conference room was already filled with the belongings and treasures found in the past few months. Some of the extraordinary items that were stored in a special way and could not fit in the room had to be put into the captain's room.
Room there.
Of course, 50% of this is contributed by the savings of the deputies and Daniz.
Daniz's last legacy left on the ship met with an unexpected accident.
Yager, on the other hand, sat calmly on the seat that originally belonged to Lieutenant General Iceberg in the captain's room. After hypocritically responding, he took the statistics table from the trembling second officer.
Although the handwriting is a bit sloppy, the content is very rich.
"More than 200 pieces of jewelry, more than 30 extraordinary items, and the personal collection in the captain's cabin. Okay, Miss Edwina. Then, the transaction between us has been initially completed."
After reading it roughly, he nodded to Edwina standing beside him.
"Thank you, sir." Edwina replied with difficulty and insincerely.
Outside the window, the sailors who had finished moving their belongings quickly moved on to the next topic, such as wrapping the originally clean ship railings with seaweed and the like.
This made Vice Admiral Iceberg, who always wanted the ship to be tidy, depressed.
Of course, what is even more depressing is the news that she is about to be completely finished.
From today on, I'm afraid no pirate will dare to cooperate with her...
How could a genuine demigod of the Church of the Night get so bad as to come to the sea to set up a trap and rob someone?!
Can Backlund’s church not be able to pay wages?!
She looked at Yager with hidden devastation in her blue eyes.
On the other side, Yager was indifferent to her thoughts and was looking through Admiral Iceberg's collection over the years with satisfaction in the captain's cabin, or, in other words, his new collection.
In the small room, the collection can be said to be dazzling. Except for a few ornaments, they are mainly on the huge bookshelves standing on both sides of the room.
Books with various covers are crowded together, filling all the space.
Not surprisingly, the owner of this room would be a believer in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.
While observing, he enthusiastically pulled out a dozen papers that seemed to have been carefully stored in the folder.
"That's the diary of Emperor Russell." Edwina stepped forward to explain. The hands that couldn't stop rubbing under her sleeves showed her worries when her cherished books were read by strange people.
Russell's diary?
Yager raised his eyebrows.
Isn't this the diary he never started looking for?
He decisively opened the cover, picked out one of the pages, and looked at the light to clearly see the inexplicably familiar square text on it.
"March 6th, damn, the food here makes me constipated!"
"On March 17th, were all the wives of Intis so open-minded? Did I fall in love with her, or did she fall in love with me? It always feels a little weird."
"On March 22nd, it's time to choose a faith. On one side is the Eternal Sun Church and on the other side is the Craftsman Church."
"There is no doubt about my choice. I praise you, God of all opportunities!"
"One day, I want the Church of the Craftsmen to be renamed the Mechanicus."
The tentacle monster immediately paused in confusion.
"?"
".what?"
Is this Emperor Russell?! That Russell whose motto is pervasive?
You had a lot of fun in your early years!
"Eating food makes you constipated quickly." Are you a foreigner too?
Yager was so shocked by the incredible and unimaginable content that he froze for two seconds, then couldn't help but take another look, and then his eyes were stung again by the 'Strange Reaction of Ms. Intis's Husband' recorded on the next page.
"On April 11, Countess Valian invited me to a private salon, and she told me that Lady Julia would also attend."
“I’m really looking forward to it!”
"I have fantasized about her appearance in bed for a long time. I hope her husband, Mr. Viscount Delion, will not mind."
Excuse me, is it appropriate to write such useless information in the diary of a famous emperor?!
I even wrote a typo, it was "mind", thank you.
The peach note changed its name to Russell!
He quickly flipped through five or six pages of meaningless notes, his mouth twitching, and he didn't know why Lieutenant General Bingshan's collection contained such meaningless information.
Most of the interest he had just brought up in his notes disappeared.
No, this is what Russell writes about? Is this what The Fool reads?
None of you are serious!
There was deep confusion in his eyes.
However, it would be too arbitrary to judge that Russell's diary is completely useless... although it does seem to be of no use.
But it is foreseeable that Russell will mention some things related to the Fifth Age in it. As long as you look carefully enough, you can still get some important information... right?
It's a pity that the Fifth Age is not one of the histories that interests him.
The record of the Apostle of the Moon completely skips this paragraph.
"Can you... understand these words?" Seeing his movements, Edwina next to her was keenly aware of the abnormality and couldn't help but ask.
Yager shook his head casually: "Words are not an obstacle."
This immediately made Edwina slightly widen her eyes in disbelief, her expression showing an unprecedented gaffe, allowing people to get a glimpse of the ups and downs in her heart.
'Writing is not an obstacle means that he can really understand it?!'
Her blue pupils trembled, and thoughts were racing in her mind.
'Then is he really from the Church of the Night? Although he didn't do anything to them, this shows that he may indeed be a friendly force...'
‘But you can understand Russell’s diary, but you haven’t translated it for the Church of the Night? This is really weird!’
'This is knowledge that demigods should not have alone.'
'What's more, is writing not limited to just one language? Can he understand all languages? This must be a lie!'
'Or is it because he is actually...him?'
This huge amount of information made Edwina's eyes become more and more uncontrollably frightened.
After all, being able to understand Russell's diary is unusual in this world.
Next to him, Yager frowned and put down the diary after reading it twice, not taking it or Edwina's reaction particularly to heart.
As for the text?
This may be one of his past talents.
Since arriving in the world, he has never encountered a language he couldn't understand.
This made him not pay attention to the strange familiarity of the square text and the expression of Lieutenant General Iceberg. In any case, the Healing Church uses English, not these words, right?
He put Russell's diary back on the bookshelf, preparing to discuss the matter with The Fool in detail during the Tarot session.
I don't think Mr. Fool will be very happy.
"." Next to her, Edwina seemed to want to ask something, but had to hesitate. Her originally fair face turned a little red.
However, at this moment, an event that all members were reluctant to see quietly came.
There was a sudden commotion on the deck, and the sailor standing on the observation deck at the top of the mast grabbed the pole, slid down from top to bottom, and landed outside the captain's room and shouted:
"Captain! A ship seems to be approaching in the distance!"
The people in the room looked at each other, their expressions suddenly changing.
First mate Blue, who was standing by the door, immediately asked in a deep voice: "Can you tell whose ship it is? A merchant ship or a pirate?"
"Not sure! It's too far away to see the flag clearly."
"However, judging from the size and color, it is definitely not a merchant ship. It even looks more like -"
"A certain pirate general's!"
The sound stirred up an echo in the silent space.
The first mate Blue, Edwina, and even the 'Flower Bow Tie' Jordan who was standing in the corner, and followed him, all gradually turned pale.
Isn't it? They are not really going to be forced to be pirate spies, are they?
The facts clearly answer "yes".
The action was interrupted, and the young man in the room could only gently throw the other "Grossell's Travels" he picked up, which had a particularly familiar smell, into the hand of the courier who was leaning out.
"Miss Edwards, do you mind if I take this book with you first? It looks very interesting."
"And, just right."
"Everyone dresses up a bit and acts out the anxiety of a shipwreck. Don't scare people away. Do you understand?"
Yager politely made a "please" gesture and pointed outside the captain's cabin.
Obviously, he didn't expect to hear no.
(End of chapter)
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