Although Edwin Van Cliff was young and had not yet crossed the boundary between the young and middle-aged man at the age of thirty, as a clerk of the Stonemasters Association, his mind had been repeated countless times, countless times, and suffered setbacks.

It was not the first time Edwin tasted the arrogance and stinginess of the nobles.

Perhaps he spent a lot of money to make a priceless stone carving, but refused to pay the remaining amount because a butler said, "The master doesn't like it." In fact, the remaining amount was fed by some people, and the stonemason who paid a lot of expensive materials was in a state of bankruptcy.

When the request from the nobles came again, there was no room for rejection.

Work, or persecuted to death.

King Ryan is wise and great. He is like a sun, giving glory to the people.

But there are always places in the world where the sun cannot shine. The golden sign of the noble is the most perfect prop. The nobles can slap the lower class again and again without paying any price.

In Edwin's extremely sensitive ears, the sound coming from behind could still be heard.

"All citizens holding valid boat tickets listen to it. Everyone is only allowed to carry no more than 10 pounds of personal belongings. Don't worry, everyone will get enough bread and water every day during the time they drive to Nanhai Town. In addition, the king has prepared enough food for everyone in Nanhai Town..."

Who doesn’t have some beloved things?

Restricting carrying items is a helpless measure to carry more citizens.

Everyone understands and understands.

In this chaotic situation, facing the crazy orcs, everyone is already grateful to Duke and King Ryan for such excellent escape arrangements.

But when Edwin saw that the naval officers and soldiers' belongings were thrown out of the cabin like garbage, just to accommodate a hunting dog that the nobles loved. When he saw that only the beautiful maid who was willing to be played with by the nobles could board the boat, while the old maid was ruthlessly abandoned and cried heart-wrenchingly on the dock...

Edwin Van Cliff still clenched his fists, and even his fingernails were deeply pinching into the palm of his hand, and he didn't notice it.

The nobles... are almost the masters of fate. Under the unreasonable fate, Edwin has been pushed into the abyss of despair again and again.

Until he met Duke Marcus, a civilian star who became the son of miracle who had amazing talent, courage and wisdom.

He saw another clear stream in the kingdom besides Anduin Lothar. Unlike Lothar, he could truly be useful under Duke, and he unknowingly had greater hope for Duke.

Will Duke eventually take over the authority of the Storm Kingdom and clean up this turbid and dirty noble wind?

Even though he shouldn't have fantasized, Edwin couldn't help but fantasize about what would happen if Duke was in a high position.

Edwin was still too young, and almost all his thoughts were written on his face. Under Duke, Macaro has never been a high-powered talent, but as the leader of a mercenary, the oldest Macaro has the most experienced ability to deal with people and observe his expressions.

Macaro saw through Edwin's thoughts almost instantly.

While in his heart, he was amazed by Duke's ghostly 'prophecy' ability, Macaro put his mouth to Van Cliff's ear and said in a voice that only Van Cliff heard: "The master also said, 'Fate will punish cowardly, incompetent and dirty guys'."

Edwin Van Cliff trembled: Is Master Marcus suggesting something?

He suddenly turned his head, and Macaro, the old and energetic count, looked like "I didn't say anything just now."

Edwin suddenly had a clearer premonition Duke might have prepared some kind of back-up. Will he clean up all these dirty nobles? What should he do? Should he act under the king's nose when the orcs are invading?

You know, no matter how wise and great Ryan has never touched the interests of these nobles, let alone punishing them.

Everything Ryan did was to improve the lives of the people as much as possible outside the traditional circle of interests of the nobles.

But Duke master he...

Edwin's mind was very confused. He knew very well that as the backbone of Duke's camp, Macaro, as Duke's mouthpiece, Macaro did not have the necessity to deceive him.

Did Duke see through his thoughts and want to gain his complete loyalty?

What a joke? What value do I have? I deserve so much attention from Aquaman?

Van Cliff's head was almost exploding.

The only thing he knew was that if something happened to these nobles during this escape trip, it would definitely be impossible to separate from Duke. The excitement of sharing the shocking secret and about to enter the core of power around Duke, like the spirits poured into his bloodline, giving Edwin a feeling of excitement and excitement.

Duke Marcus, perhaps the hero in his heart who can lead the people onto a great future.

Time flies so fast that after two hours, we finally completed our preparations for departure.

In fact, Van Cliff's ship sailed first.

The transport ships transformed by civilian merchant ships cannot be comparable to real warships in terms of speed or steering.

Less than half an hour after sailing, Van Cliff saw warships filled with nobles and expensive property easily surpassing their transport ships and disappeared on the sea level line where the sea and sky were handed over in just one hour.

Seeing the warships that removed all the Navy flags of the Storm Kingdom, retained only the Kingdom Lion flags, and replaced them with the noble family emblem flags, Van Cliff sneered.

Night fell, night fell, and in the early morning, danger was coming towards the nobles.

After the mist of the morning light dissipated, there were blood sails covering the sky and the sun in the distance.

The noble private sailor in charge of looking out was inexplicably surprised. He didn't react at the first time, and then he was stunned for a few seconds before he rang a shrill alarm.

"Dangdangdang"

"Not good! No good! It's the Blood Sail Pirate!"

Blood Sail Pirates is a pirate organization composed of rebels led by General Kurtiras Fareville. Its headquarters is in Stranglethorn Valley. As a pirate who was formerly the navy, Blood Sail Pirates have extremely good combat power.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the nobles keep the naval officers and soldiers, they may not be able to fight against the Blood Sail Pirates, let alone drive all the navy off the ship if they are dying...

The shock and anxiety swept across the entire fleet in a very short time like the biting cold wind.

Countless nobles were awakened by alarm bells in their sleep, and everyone's eyes were blurred. But after hearing the name of Blood Sail Pirate, all of them were blown away.

"impossible!!"

This is the first reaction of every noble.
Chapter completed!