After appeasing the refugees, the next step is to prepare for cross-ocean migration.
Allen used the scroll he obtained from Rahul and used the "Wind Message Technique" to send letters to his family members far away on Silver Moon Island.
The next day, Allen received a reply from Teacher Sora.
The New Quinte Town Government is making intensive preparations to receive refugees!
The eldest sister of the seven swan sisters also wrote back to Allen.
The seven sisters readily accepted Allen's invitation.
Depart today for Port of Quinte.
The seven sisters all carried large backpacks filled with storage bags.
Each storage bag was filled with food that Allen's father had urgently raised.
The collective farms in New Gwent Territory have had bumper harvests for three consecutive years.
Grains are filled with pits and grains.
With so many people and so little land, it is impossible to digest so much stored food.
It is an urgent need to rescue refugees.
The food carried by the seven swan sisters was enough to fill the stomachs of tens of thousands of refugees on their way to Silver Moon Island by boat.
Calculated based on the long-distance flight speed of the Seven Sisters.
It will take at most a week to meet Alan.
Food and lycanthropy, these two problems have been solved.
Now there is one last problem left before Allen.
That is to raise enough immigration ships as soon as possible.
Years of war have left the Port of Quinte almost deserted.
At the port anchorage, no decent large sailing ships can be seen.
They are all small and medium-sized fishing boats or cargo ships.
The one with the largest draft can only hold 200 people.
If all these small boats are commandeered, literally, they can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
Unfortunately, talking on paper is unrealistic.
Ships that are too small tonnage are not suitable for ocean voyages.
On the stormy sea, a big wave hits...
All the immigrants on the boat had to go into the water to feed the fish.
Not to mention, encountering sea monsters such as the "Fairy Snail"!
Allen plans to make two preparations.
On the one hand, we try to modify existing ships to enhance their ability to withstand wind and waves and venture out to sea.
If this is not possible, the only option is to mobilize the fleet from Silver Moon Island.
That would definitely cost a lot of money.
At least it would take half a year to complete the round trip.
Just when I was feeling worried, another shocking news came.
The South Island Federation has dispatched a fleet of seven warships and is about to arrive at the Port of Quinte!
This fleet is nominally here to assist Allen and others in wiping out the remaining beast-worshiping forces on the island.
In fact, that’s not the case at all!
The news that Allen was treating refugees in Quinte Town and preparing to migrate across the ocean has reached the ears of senior officials of the South Island Federation.
The person who reacted most violently to this matter was Vice Admiral Halsey, who was born in the Randolph family, a late fourth-level water elemental sorcerer.
Pan Sen had written to him asking for help before.
General Halsey was only perfunctory in his reply and was not in a hurry to send troops.
Now that he has learned that the refugees from Quinte Island are planning to flee to the sea en masse, the General is so anxious that he cannot sit still.
Personally lead the fleet to stop the great migration of refugees!
General Halsey's attitude represents the common position of all the major powers in the South Island Federation.
During the war, residents of Quinte Island could die at home, but were not allowed to escape at sea!
Otherwise, once this example is launched, it will cause refugees from all over the country to follow suit and form a trend of fleeing, so what's the point?!
Now that all the civilians have fled, who will be able to farm the land, work, serve, and raise farmers, laborers, and slaves for the sorcerers?
In addition to preventing refugees from fleeing, General Halsey also shoulders a secret mission.
I heard that there was a master pharmacist in Quint Town named Alan Panthers, who was respected by the refugees as the "Great Good Man"?
The potion prepared by this person is called the Holy Water of Panthes. What a big statement!
However, if you think about it from another perspective, if this potion is more reliable than the traditional belladonna tincture and can completely cure lycanthropy without causing side effects, it will definitely be a money tree!
General Halsey rushed to Quinte Island in a hurry.
He just wants to get the formula firmly in his own hands before other warlock families discover this money tree!
As for Alan Panthers, who invented this special medicine.
Just cooperate obediently, otherwise...
General Halsey will teach him what cruelty is!
…
Three days later.
Seven warships, like tall buildings floating on the sea, slowly entered the Port of Quinte.
There are three artillery decks on both sides of the warship, with open portholes.
The black muzzle pointed at the dock, demonstrating deterrence!
Allen, Panson and Tanya greeted the fleet at the dock.
The three masters and disciples had different expressions.
Pan Sen frowned, unable to hide his sadness.
"A friend who is serving in the Navy told me privately that General Halsey has bad intentions!"
"Our immigration plan may have to be abandoned."
After hearing her father's words, Tanya became angry.
"Halsey, as a naval general, not only failed to fulfill his obligation to protect the citizens, but also prevented refugees from making a living on their own. This is simply crazy!"
Pan Sen glanced at his daughter and warned her to be careful!
Tanya was still angry, lowered her voice, stared at the arrogant warships in the harbor, and said fiercely:
"Aren't we in short supply of immigration ships?"
"I see that those warships are quite big, just suitable for carrying refugees."
"Alan, how about we hijack the fleet?"
"Ah?!" Alan's face was full of horror, "Senior sister! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense!"
"You are going to rebel!"
"Don't hold me back, I haven't lived enough yet!"
Tanya looked at his cowardly look and knew that this kid was pretending.
She rolled her eyes at him angrily.
"I'm just talking, how dare I really rebel..."
"Senior sister, it's better not to make such jokes."
Allen warned sternly.
"If someone hears it and takes it seriously, the consequences will be serious."
"Tanya! Your junior brother is right!" Pan Sen took the opportunity to teach his daughter, "Some things cannot be said and done, and some things must not be done! Watch your mouth from now on and don't get me into trouble!"
Tanya snorted and fell into aggrieved silence.
Allen stood behind his senior sister and quietly sent the "message technique".
On the fingernail, a secret mark in the shape of a spider flashed away.
Not long after, the general's adjutant boarded the dock.
He named Panson, Tanya and Allen, and asked the three of them to immediately follow him to the flagship "Sapphire" to meet with General Halsey.
The father and daughter looked at each other, somewhat uneasy.
Allen also pretended to be nervous and boarded the flagship.
General Halsey met with three people in the briefing room.
When Allen and others came in, His Excellency the General was sitting in an armchair, not even bothering to lift his buttocks.
His legs were crossed, and the gem-encrusted command knife lay across his knees.
Cold gray eyes swept over the faces of the three visitors one by one with a lazy and arrogant look.
Pan Sen took a step forward and saluted respectfully.
Then, he presented a love letter written in advance with both hands.
General Halsey did not reach out to accept the petition.
Yawning, he asked Pan Sen absentmindedly.
"What do you mean?"
"Your Excellency, General, on behalf of all the refugees on Quinte Island, I solemnly initiate a petition to you!"
"I beg your merciful General to allow the refugees to leave the island and take refuge!"
"It would be great if a warship could be dispatched to escort the immigrant ship!"
"All the refugees on the island will definitely be grateful for your great kindness——"
Whoosh!
A flash of cold light interrupted Pan Sen's statement.
The love letter in Pan Sen's hand was split in half by the saber.
Papers flew and fell to the ground.
Pan Sen was stunned.
General Halsey calmly sheathed his sword.
"Pan Sen, you are also quite old."
"Can you please be smarter and stop doing such childish and stupid things?"
General Halsey's voice was cold and contained anger.
"What bullshit love letter?!"
"It's full of nonsense and not worth wasting a second on!"
"Your Excellency General!" Pan Sen begged sincerely, "Please go to the island and see for yourself! See what life the refugees are living! If this continues, we really won't be able to survive!"
"I can't survive... Haha, I see there are a lot of people on the pier. Aren't they all living well?"
General Halsey's face darkened and he said impatiently:
"Pan Sen, I put my words here, listen carefully!"
"No one from Quinte Island is allowed to leave!"
"Whoever dares to disobey will be executed on the spot!"
"You are responsible for executing this order."
"Let a refugee run away, and I'll stab you first!"
"you--"
Tanya, who had a hot temper, couldn't bear it anymore and was about to protest, but Alan stopped her and told her not to be impulsive.
General Halsey noticed the interaction between the two siblings.
The cold gaze stayed on Allen's face.
"Are you the legendary good man?"
"I dare not take it seriously!" Allen quickly apologized with a smile, "How can I dare to pretend to be a good person in front of the noble and kind General?"
"Stop talking to me about this flattery nonsense!"
General Halsey interrupted him impatiently.
"I'm asking you something, please think it through before answering."
"Sir, please speak! I will tell you everything I know!"
"Hmm... Not bad, you are quite sensible. I like smart people."
General Halsey is so funny.
"Do you have the formula for the potion to cure lycanthropy?"
"Your Majesty General, I do have a formula, but this potion is not original to me."
Allen rubbed his hands and explained with a troubled expression.
"The recipe comes from the Silver Moon Monastery, and it is not allowed to be shared unless unanimously approved by the three heads of the monastery."
General Halsey shook his head and sneered.
"I just praised you for your recognition, how come you don't know how to praise me in the blink of an eye?"
"Young man, Silver Moon Monastery is far away, but I am right in front of you. You have to think clearly about whose words you should listen to."
"Your Majesty General, you are trying to make things difficult for me..."
"Haha, it seems you really don't know how to appreciate someone."
General Halsey made a gesture.
The adjutant quickly stepped forward to obey the order.
"Send this kid to the interrogation room and hand him over to the gendarmerie captain."
"Let him reflect on which side he should be loyal to, Silver Moon Monastery or the South Island Federation."
The adjutant took the order and came over with a cold face to push Allen.
"General! Don't bully others too much!"
Pan Sen's face was full of anger.
Tanya couldn't help but have a seizure.
Allen quickly waved his hand to stop him.
"Teacher! Senior sister! Don't get angry over such a trivial matter!"
"Your Majesty General, you just asked me to reflect on it. It's no big deal."
Halsey sneered silently.
The look he looked at Allen showed naked malice.
…
Allen was escorted to the interrogation room by the deputy.
The gendarmerie captain is already waiting here.
This middle-aged man in his forties is as thin as a skeleton.
There was an eerie aura exuding from his whole body.
Allen was still on him, smelling the familiar smell of herbs.
It seems that I have met a colleague this time.
The adjutant handed over the general's orders and left the interrogation room.
The gendarmerie locked the door and turned back to sneer at Allen.
Under Allen's curious gaze, he opened the tool box.
Like a skilled surgeon.
Take out all kinds of creepy torture instruments.
Every piece is carefully maintained and wiped spotlessly.
The gendarmerie captain seems to have mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Place the torture instruments neatly on the table.
Finally, he took out a bottle of potion and walked towards Allen.
"Are you going to drink it yourself, or should I drink it for you?"
"Uh... don't bother you, I'll do it myself."
Allen stared at the bottle of brown potion and swallowed.
"I happen to be a little thirsty, so it would be good to moisten my throat."
The gendarmerie captain stared at him with a strange expression.
He seemed to be wondering whether this young man was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.
I saw Allen uncork the bottle and pour the potion into his mouth.
The captain of the military police had a strange smile on his lips.
"Young man, do you know what kind of medicine you are drinking?"
Allen shook his head honestly.
"This is the latest 'confession agent' developed by the military. It is a level five toxin."
The military police captain wiped the whip with a white handkerchief and told Allen slowly.
"The confession potion will not poison you."
"But after taking the medicine, your magic power will not work."
"Don't expect to use hard physical training to resist the upcoming punishment."
Allen shrugged, as if it didn't matter to him.
"This medicine can also make you dizzy and lose your will to resist."
"When faced with my torture, I couldn't help but tell the truth."
The gendarmerie captain then introduced.
Allen nodded and swallowed the potion in his mouth.
At the same time, a system prompt came to my mind.
Didi——
"Eat special ingredients: mindwort extract!"
"Potential +2!"
"Spirit +1!"
Current attributes: Physique 34, Agility 27, Spirit 48
Potential reserve: 7 points
…
Allen burped with satisfaction and asked the military police captain:
"It's a good potion. Can you give me a copy of the formula?"
The gendarmerie captain raised his whip and sneered:
"I've seen too many people like you who act like a tough guy as soon as you come in."
"You are not the first person to drink the confession potion and still pretend that nothing is wrong."
"You want the formula, right? You'll get ten lashes from me first, and if you don't beg for mercy..."
"Just give me the formula?" Alan asked eagerly.
"Haha... I'll give you a taste of this!"
The gendarmerie captain turned around and walked to the brazier.
Pulled out a red-hot iron from the brazier.
Not counting the wooden handle, the soldering iron is about two feet long.
The shape of the end resembles an iron massage stick.
The captain of the military police raised the red iron and pointed it at the back of Allen's butt.
A vicious and perverted smile appeared on his thin triangular face.
"This is one of the ten torture instruments I invented, called the 'Rectum Destroyer'!"
"Young man, once you taste this stuff, it will definitely give you nightmares for the rest of your life!"
He picked up the red soldering iron and approached with a grin.
Just at this moment, the rumble of gunfire suddenly came from outside the window!
The captain of the gendarmerie was stunned for a moment, then put the soldering iron back on the stove, hurriedly walked to the window, and looked towards where the sound of the cannon came from.
Over there at the port.
Allen had finally collected it these days, and the ship intended to be used to carry immigrants was being bombarded by naval guns.
One after another, they were blasted to pieces by cannons and sank into the sea.
Not long ago.
The sound of cannons had not stopped yet when a cry of surprise suddenly came from outside the door!
"Watch out! There's an assassin!"
"Oops! A warlock from the Beast Worship Cult sneaked in!"
"Hurry and protect Your Majesty the General!"
Changes happened one after another, coming so fast that it was hard to know what to do.
In the blink of an eye, everything from the warship to the dock was in chaos!
The same time Allen was put into the interrogation room.
The refugees in the town were excited when they learned that the military had detained the good man Panthers and wanted to prevent everyone from escaping to the sea!
Thousands of people gathered on the pier to protest!
The angry cry alerted General Halsey.
His face darkened and he stood up.
Leave Pan Sen and his daughter in the cabin and go out to check on their own.
"General, the refugees have two demands."
"The first is to demand the release of Allen Panthers, and the second is to lift the port blockade and let them leave the port by ship and move to Silver Moon Island."
After listening to the adjutant's report, General Halsey's face became increasingly gloomy.
Carrying the command knife, he strode onto the flagship deck.
General Halsey stood on the bow of the ship, looking down coldly at the dark mass of refugees on the dock.
"presumptuous!"
As soon as General Halsey opened his mouth, it was like thunder!
The terrifying roar frightened the people.
The voice of protest was immediately suppressed.
General Halsey was condescending and angrily berated the refugees.
"A bunch of lowlifes! How brave!"
"Federal authorities are resisting foreign invasion!"
"You don't want to serve the country, but instead gather people to make trouble!"
"This is an act of naked treason and collaboration with the enemy!"
"If everyone is like you, you only care about yourself, have no loyalty to the country, and want to run away when trouble comes."
"How are we, the South Island Federation, going to win this war?!"
"Huh? Have you, your selfish minds, ever considered this issue?!"
"The country is at a time of employment, and there is a shortage of laborers everywhere in the frontline trenches."
"You lazy pigs, why don't you go to the front lines and dig trenches?"
"If you have a legitimate job, do you still worry about not having enough to eat?"
"In my opinion, you are used to living a good life and you need to clean up!"
"You bunch of unscrupulous people are like praying mantises, stretching out your arms in an attempt to block the steel chariot. You overestimate your capabilities. How ridiculous!"
General Halsey sneered and continued to lecture.
"You can't accomplish anything with just a bunch of people like you!"
"Obviously, there must be spies sent by the enemy country to lurk among the people to stir up trouble and encourage you to make trouble!"
"In ten minutes, I want to meet the person behind this conspiracy!"
"You'd better expose it proactively, report each other, expose spies, and let bygones be bygones!"
"If you dare to hide something and cover up spies, haha... I will let you know that there are more terrifying ways to die than starvation!"
General Halsey's threats did not have the expected effect.
More and more refugees gathered on the pier, and the protests started again.
The so-called exposing spies, no one buys it at all!
In fact, how can ordinary people come into contact with enemy spies?
Even if there are some despicable people who intend to use this opportunity to frame their enemies, they don't have the guts.
Otherwise, as soon as it shows its signs, it will be torn apart by the angry people around!
The smell of gunpowder on the dock became stronger and stronger.
The indignant people showed the momentum of riot.
When General Halsey saw this situation, he also got really angry.
"I'm talking to you so loudly and so well, but I don't know how to show appreciation!"
"Then don't blame me for being rude!"
General Halsey, give the order immediately.
He ordered his six subordinate ships to load their cannons and aim their muzzles at the large and small ships anchored in the port.
"You untouchables, you are unwilling to serve the country obediently, and you still want to escape by boat?"
"Haha! Today I will completely crush your dreams!"
General Halsey drew his saber and swung it forward!
Six warships opened fire on the anchorage at the same time!
The small and medium-sized ships intended to transport immigrants are not protected by armor.
It was bombarded by a large-caliber naval gun at close range and shattered instantly!
Inside and outside the port, fire was rising and smoke was filling the air.
Broken sawdust floated on the foamy sea.
When the people on the dock saw this scene, their livers and gallbladders burst into tears.
The young people waved their fists with grief and anger, cursing General Halsey for being crazy.
The elderly refugee was in tears.
They all knelt down and begged General Halsey to show mercy.
Halsey stood on the bow of the boat, laughing.
The cries of the refugees gave him great pleasure.
The rumble of cannons resounded across the sky.
Allen and Panson, the father and daughter, finally managed to put together an immigration fleet, but before it could even set sail, it met its end amid gunfire.
On the pier, thousands of refugees were heartbroken.
Cries, curses and gunfire intertwined to form a cruel movement.
Clang!
General Halsey, sheath your sword.
Yawned lazily.
He was very satisfied with this good show.
One round of shelling successfully had the effect of frightening the unruly people.
It's time to end this farce.
"This is a small warning to you."
"If you know what's going on, just expose the spies!"
"The mastermind of the conspiracy will not be seen within ten minutes..."
"hehe……"
A cruel smile appeared on General Halsey's face.
"My cannon is going to be fired at you, these lowly idiots!"
These words were more than just a verbal threat.
General Halsey made a gesture.
The adjutant immediately sent an order to the gunnery commander.
The gun porthole is open on the left side of the flagship.
Three rows of thick gun barrels stretched out.
The black muzzle was aimed at the crowd gathered on the pier.
In front of the cannon, no matter how hard the bones are, they will be shattered.
The refugees were immediately frightened and fled in all directions.
On the dock, it was a mess.
At this time, a harsh buzzing sound suddenly came from over the harbor.
General Halsey's face changed slightly and he followed the sound.
From behind the clouds, a swarm of huge wasps rushed out.
Each one is as big as an eagle!
It is flying towards the flagship deck.
"Hmph! I knew it must be a spy from the Beast Worship Cult, instigating the mob to cause trouble behind the scenes!"
General Halsey drew his command sword and pointed toward the sky.
The energy as cold as frost separated from the blade and slashed towards the swarm of bees.
Whoosh!
With a flash of cold light, the sky seemed to be torn apart!
A row of giant bees were chopped into pieces by the sword light.
The broken corpse of the giant bee fell on the deck.
Suddenly it exploded without warning, releasing a strong flash of light!
General Halsey was caught off guard and his eyes were stung.
Knowing that he had fallen into the spy's trick, he started the fourth level of atavism without thinking!
Transform into a giant water element more than ten meters high!
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind is endless.
The rain of arrows from the air hit Halsey, the returning ancestor, and were bounced away by a layer of dark blue flexible skin like a water film.
"Flash Dust" and "Pyrotechnics" are still erupting.
The entire flagship was turned into a mess.
But General Halsey is fearless!
Transformed into the form of the water element, his eyes are no longer fragile organs of flesh and blood.
Will not cause blindness due to exposure to strong light.
No need to even breathe.
Surrounded by the choking smoke, his expression remained unchanged.
Six young warlocks from the Randolph family guarded the general.
These guards are all nephews and nephews selected by General Halsey personally from the family. Are they absolutely loyal and reliable...?
"Sapphire" warship, on the deck.
Next to General Halsey, the three guards suddenly broke away from the queue and collectively transformed into their ancestors!
The strange thing is... they don't turn into elemental forms!
Three guards, two women and one man.
A humanoid female spider with eight claws spread out from behind.
A giantess with the body of a wolf and the head of a wolf.
There is another one who suddenly turns into the first-born two-horned werewolf, covered in steel-blue armor, which is particularly terrifying!