Chapter 2187: When you go to the countryside, do as the Romans do
After the first ray of morning light emerged from the horizon, the dark one, Yibo Zittel, finally took action. He transformed into an emaciated man and silently left the inner lake.
The Principality of Shayeru is vast, and as the origin of merchants, it will pass by certain convoys every ten minutes.
Yibo Zitel had no interest in this, but he did not harm those caravans. Instead, he chose to remain silent, as if he was an ordinary person embarking on a journey alone.
His face is always hidden in the hood. To be precise, the mouth of the hood is always covered by a force of chaos, making it impossible to peek into the truth.
However, when Yibo Zitel realized that what those businessmen were talking about was meaningless, he completely lost interest. His figure twisted for a while, and then a black meteor appeared out of thin air and shot toward the southern region of the Principality of Shayel.
Ibo Zitor doesn't like wasting time on meaningless things, let alone those things coming from the mouths of a group of ants.
However, a few hours later, Yibo Zitel actually crossed the Principality of Sayeru and arrived at Qianliu Island. Although Qianliu Island is recognized by scholars as an independent existence, it is actually controlled by the Principality of Sayeru, and there is no longer any struggle for power.
thoughts.
However, this situation has quietly changed over the past hundred years. Just because now there is an extra flag in the sky of Qianliu Island, a flag as black as night and embroidered with skulls.
Taking advantage of the chaos of the Third Holy War, the pirates abandoned the mangroves of the foreign continent and easily captured Qianliu Island, turning it into a new habitat for the pirates.
One of the reasons why this decision was made is that in addition to the main island, Qianliu Island is surrounded by dozens of islands, large and small, and the sea lanes between the islands are naturally the best choice for placing warships.
Secondly, compared to doing business with foreigners, the pirates feel that the Augu Continent is a better choice. In other words, except for some troublesome guys, the Augu Continent is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Sure enough, after just over a hundred years, the number of pirates who migrated to Qianliu Island tripled, and many of them were very qualified.
But pirates are pirates after all. They have no interest in serious business. Instead, they take advantage of the Qinhai circulation to plunder merchant ships, and on the other hand, they sneak back to the foreign continent and steal the mineral deposits of the dwarves.
In the end, the stolen goods naturally flowed into the Principality of Sayeru, and countless gold coins were harvested. This was actually a secret agreement between the Principality of Sayeru and the pirates. After all, there was always someone to do some dirty work, and pirates with cunning nature were naturally the best choice.
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But both the long-dead Grand Duke Shayul and the current Grand Duke underestimated the appetite of the pirates. And this negligence will soon lead to an unprecedented disaster.
"If there is a second option, I would rather hope that Elba is still alive. At least the old guy can see clearly and understand the principle of assessing the situation."
In Godin City, Qianliu Island, a young man sat on the throne and said to himself. He is now the Lord of Qianliu Island, the peak powerhouse. The only three-winged killer who is not a dark elf, the Phantom Fish Line (
Wire weapon) holder.
As for the old guy he was talking about, it was the late Grand Duke Shayul, Elba, known as the "Eight-Clawed Spider" to the world, who was once the richest man in the ancient continent.
"Take the children and Christina (the big pirate's wife) into the cave and never come out without permission. I don't want to have no heirs."
"Diro, maybe this is your last mission. Who said that pirates should live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife? Regardless of strength or scheming, I think I am no less than any monarch."
Tycho, the Lord of Qianliu Island, said this, and then waved his hand, indicating that his trusted lieutenant, who had followed him for many years and had played with him since childhood, left.
Dilo, Tycho's trusted lieutenant, a peak powerhouse, a great swordsman, and the holder of the Meteor Hammer (two-handed hammer). He was stunned when he heard the words, but without any doubts, he turned around and walked out of the palace hall.
Nowadays, the relationship between the two is called a monarch and a minister, but in private, they are still as before, chatting about topics that only men like, drinking until they are drunk, and then making dirty remarks.
Although pirates are all villains, they still have a relationship of trust. And that trust relationship is even stronger, and it is a friendship that can be entrusted with life.
As night fell, Tycho was the only one left in the palace hall. He stood by the spotless floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the brightly lit city of Godin.
At the same time, a thin man in a black cloak approached the bar. He chose the corner of the bar and only ordered a glass of ale. The waiter was already used to this, and he was even more happy to see more of this idiot.
Some, but he didn't notice that the gold coins in his hands still had blood stains on the texture.
"During this period, the Charybdis vortex seems to be very calm, and I don't know what happened to the mermaid tribe. It seems that they completely ignore what is happening at sea. I plan to set off tomorrow, and it is best to capture a mermaid tribe.
Something worthless."
"There is news that the Pawa Federation has captured nearly a hundred tons of whales. I have channels to get some back, and I will definitely sell them at a good price."
"No, no, no, snow crab is currently the best-selling product in the Augu continent. If you are brave enough, come with me to Iron Hook Island. I won't even get a single gold coin. It depends on whose knife shines."
"You guys are still too short-sighted. I heard that John has already set off for the Land of Shadows and plans to get some good things back. As long as you stay away from Flowing Light City, the risk should be reduced a lot."
The bars are always so noisy, especially the bars in Godin City, which are full of pirates' foul language, unpredictable slang, and the initial appearance of greed.
But it is undeniable that this is a shortcut to quickly understand the forces of all parties, especially for Ibo Zitor who has just arrived.
The chaotic night came to an end, followed by the same night one after another. Every night, Ibo Zittel would step into the bar on time and sit silently in the corner to listen.
"My lord, please do me a favor and reward me with a copper coin. I have a seriously ill mother at home who has not eaten for two days."
The orphan suffering from a serious disease begged, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, secretly thinking that the other party would "sympathize" with him.
However, Ibo Zitel did not respond when he heard the words. A night devil had already pierced the little guy's chest, and the speed actually caused a faint phenomenon of spatial distortion.
"Brother, I'm unfamiliar with you. No matter where you come from, the rule here is one gold coin per day. Of course, you can also use your fingers instead!"
The high-ranking warrior breathed out the breath of alcohol and then glared at Ibo Zitor fiercely. He had already noticed that the other party would come to the bar every night to inquire about information, and he would spend a lot of money.
However, this dark alley that he carefully selected was not the place where he made his fortune, but became his burial place. Anyone who tried to get close to Ibo Zitor was eventually driven by the night demon.
Devoured completely.
At this point, Ibo Zittel has also made an evaluation of this dimensional space plane, a boring and spiritually thin space controlled by ants.
It's a pity that he didn't hear the news about the Realm of Nothingness, otherwise those delicious prey would have become his dinner and he would not share it with other superiors.
Compared with other superiors in the hunter plane, Yibo Zittel enjoys the death of his prey more. Those dead souls will eventually condense into black rain, bringing greater misfortune and disaster.