Chapter 3180 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Twenty Two)
Chapter 3180 The Final Storm (One Hundred and Twenty Two)
In the cargo hold of the Yangtze Ship - [Flying Frenchman], a small shadow was shaking.
As Elaine expected, those Pygmies were indeed hidden in some boxes as cargo and secretly sent to the ship. The person who sent these special "cargoes" on the ship was even an untraceable person.
The airdrop account is neither a passenger on the ship nor a merchant at the port. As long as the crew members are given enough bribes, the greedy crew members responsible for loading the cargo will occasionally do this kind of thing secretly.
The first wave of attacks failed, and two of these Pygmy assassins were dead. But they still had one hand left - just as they were trained in assassination, they should always have one - and one Pygmy remained.
The man is hiding in the warehouse. He is waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the arrival of late night. In the dead of night, when everyone relaxes their vigilance due to sleepiness, he will sneak into the prince's room again and carry out another assassination.
However, he never expected that someone would take action before him.
"Guo, are you really here?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind the Pygmy.
The dwarf was taken aback and drew a knife with his backhand. The poisoned dagger struck the man behind him mercilessly.
However, the dagger failed to penetrate the man's body and was blocked by a piece of thin silk-like cloth before it hit. Elaine also took the opportunity to grab the sword-holding hand of the Pygmy assassin and slashed it with a scimitar.
Two strikes. Those two strikes directly severed the tendons between the Pegmie's shoulders and chest, making him unable to use his arms anymore.
The Pygmy fell back and tried to get up and escape. However, he staggered as his arms could no longer exert any strength. Elaine chased after him and slashed twice, breaking the tendons of the dwarf's heels. The tendons of the Pygmy's limbs
The tendons were severed and I could no longer move.
"You run, why are you running?" Elaine said coldly: "If you run away, wouldn't my plan be impossible to carry out?"
When the dwarf struggled uselessly and let out a low hum, the large leopard with cloud patterns also surrounded him from the other side and picked up the dwarf.
"Tie him up," Elaine ordered.
"Hmm." Queeg then started to kidnap people: "Don't you want to kill him?"
"You didn't, didn't you say you can't kill people?" Elaine groaned.
"This is a savage, not a human being." Queeg said, "A savage has no thoughts and is like a beast."
This leopard has a twisted definition of "human" in a strange place.
Elaine was too lazy to argue with Queeg. He also planned to keep the Pygmy alive so that his plan could go smoothly. While Queeg tied up the dwarf, Elaine also looked up and down.
That dwarf.
Queeg said that the Pygmies were savages, which was actually not wrong. The naked savages, with only a crotch and crotch cloth hanging around, looked similar to human children at first glance, and their faces were somewhat similar.
They have the faces of teenagers, but in fact they should be adults. Although they are homologous to humans, there is a dwarf gene among humans that has been passed down from generation to generation among these Pygmy savages, so that these dwarf subhuman races will never be able to survive.
They will grow as tall as normal humans. They will become thicker and thicker as they age, but their bodies will still be this short, and the outline of their faces will not change much. It is like they will grow forever.
Little children anymore - even these "children" are actually very deadly killers.
The Pygmy dwarves were making all kinds of strange noises, but they couldn't speak human language at all. There was nothing wrong with Queeg saying that these were savages, and they were not people to communicate with at all. However, who would still call these Pygmy dwarves?
People are trained to become assassins, I really don’t know how they do it... Telepathy? Thought control? Taming like a wild beast?
In any case, this should be the last Pygmy left on the ship. Elaine did not find other Pygmy assassins, and these dangerous dwarves were no longer a threat for the time being. He stuffed the guy with a piece of cloth
mouth to silence the savage. Queeg made a sack and stuffed the tied dwarf directly into it.
"Just like that, put it in the warehouse?" Queeg asked.
"Otherwise, what else can you do?" Elaine replied puzzledly: "You are still beating him, are you going to send him to our room to take care of him?"
"No." Leopard flatly refused: "These savages are evil."
"What, what kind of evil method?"
"During the Dragon Slaying War, the savages who surrendered to the dragon tribe were enemies of the human coalition." Quieg said, "They used poisonous arrows and killed many people."
"That was, it happened four thousand years ago..."
"They're all the same." Leopard looked at the slightly twisting sack, showing contempt: "Evil, passed down from generation to generation."
Elaine then stopped talking. Is there really evil in this world that has been passed down from generation to generation?
He used to hate the fox people. When he was a child, he was cruelly tortured by foxes, which made him hate the Romani tribe (fox people) almost to the bone. The sight of foxes made him sick to his stomach.
But Bailey is different. Elaine can't hate Bailey. Unlike other fox people who are cunning and insidious, Bailey is smart and sensible, wise and considerate. Maybe cunning and cleverness are just two extremes of wisdom.
Some people have evil intentions and abuse their intelligence for evil; while others... are purely intelligent. If that wisdom can be used in the right place, maybe the foxes are not such a bad race after all, right?
The white lion boy took another look at the sack containing the Pygmies that was hidden in the pile of goods and was almost undetectable. At this point, he had almost collected the chess pieces he needed. But there were still one or two key pieces missing.
Only in this way can we start to implement a plan to save Bailey. The plan only has a general outline, and Elaine has not yet thought of the specific actions and steps. But his intuition tells him that everything he has done so far is indeed in accordance with
That plan was prepared.
Maybe after he gathers the necessary chess pieces and meditates on the fox-man's transformation, the whole plan will take shape.
Before that, I still have to do something with those Holy Lily Knights.
Those female knights, in the final analysis, are loyal supporters of the Orleans royal family. They will protect the safety of the royal family at all costs. What I mean here is at all costs, including sacrificing the little fox Bailey and making Bailey the prince's scapegoat.
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If those female knights were left alone, they would definitely push Bailey to the abyss of death and exchange the death of the fox boy for the life of Prince Cloval.
But those female knights should still have a conscience. Maybe they can communicate and collude with Elaine to act out the drama of "the prince's double has been killed".
But can they really be believed?
Maybe they don't care about Bailey's life or death at all. After all, he is just a young fox slave, not even a human. Maybe they just want to be absolutely sure, kill Bailey, and then ensure that the real Croval
What about the prince's safety?
Sure enough, we still can't show our cards to them. At least not now. If possible, it would be best to find a way to deceive them and make them think that Bailey is really dead.
But how to do it...
Elaine walked thoughtfully along the corridor in the cabin, and was about to return to her box with Queeg. Unexpectedly, Bailey was already waiting at the door accompanied by two Holy Lily Knights.
"Big brother!" the little fox waved, "I'm here again!"
"Why are you here?" Elaine asked: "It's dangerous here. If another assassin comes to attack..."
"I'm not afraid because the elder sisters of the Holy Lily Knights are accompanying me." Bailey said: "I heard that elder brother saved Dio, so I think I should come over to thank you in person."
"Oh, then, that one." Elaine was a little absent-minded: "It's just a little effort."
"It's impossible to directly revive a seriously injured and dying person with just a little effort." The fox boy said, "I brought a thank you gift. Can we go to big brother's room to talk? It's so embarrassing to stand like this."
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"Yes, yes, yes..." Elaine glanced at Queeg. Their cabin was not as big as the prince's luxury box. The two of them felt that the space was small even if they squeezed in. The beds inside were still bunk beds.
If Leigh came in as a guest, Queeg would have to step aside.
"I'll go to the kitchen and make some snacks." Quigg walked away very wisely, "You guys talk slowly."
Elaine shrugged and walked into the room with Bailey. Since they couldn't squeeze in, the two Holy Lily Knights could only guard outside.
"Don't eavesdrop." Bailey warned as he stuck his head out and closed the door.
The female knights also shrugged and made helpless expressions.
After the door closed, Elaine gave up the only chair for Bailey to sit on, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Well, this room smells like a big brother." The little fox smiled, sat at the table, and took out the so-called thank you gift.
"This is……?"
The very exquisite small wooden box does contain treasures, which are priceless treasures for a child. All kinds of beautiful shells, waves, marbles, Coke bottle caps, exotic gold and silver coins collected from various places, and finally
There is also a very finely crafted silver pocket watch.
"I can't accept this," Elaine said. Some of them are indeed valuables.
"It's okay, I gave them all to my eldest brother. They plan to throw away these things after my death anyway." Bailey said calmly.
Elaine fell silent.
"...Can I hug you, big brother?" the little fox asked in a low voice.
"Um...Okay, okay." The white lion boy replied.
Then Bailey put the small treasure box aside and buried his head into Elaine's chest. He hugged her tightly and trembled gently. In fact, he was not ready to face his own death. But nothing could be avoided.
You can only go with the flow.
Elaine also hugged the little fox tightly and said nothing.
Everyone is drifting with the current. In this torrent of fate, often you can only drift with the current. The rapids are so fierce that even if you want to struggle, you will be knocked over again and again by the oncoming huge waves.
Challenge, and then fail. Be overwhelmed, choked, suffocated, lose consciousness, lose yourself, lose the humanity that humans should have.
Struggle, struggle, struggle again, numb and exhausted in the cold and ruthless current, and then find that I can only drift with the current.
Everyone is drifting with the flow. There are very few people who can go against the flow of fate. And those who are not so lucky, they fall down time and time again, betrayed by fate, betrayed by themselves, time and time again
They go against their own will. They see the gap between ideals and reality getting wider and wider, but they are powerless to do anything. Then they lower their standards, compromise and make concessions, just to take a breather in the suffocating tide of fate.
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They did this countless times. They betrayed themselves countless times. In the end, they found that there was no room to breathe. Then they drowned. They admitted their failure, pretended to see everything through, and willingly accepted the unfair fate imposed on themselves.
This should obviously be a privilege that only adults have. After struggling and working hard over the years, and becoming more and more desperate, they can finally have the privilege of giving up. But Bailey, this child, has never even had the opportunity to work hard.