Chapter 10: Which Do You Say?
"Hey, I'm in the same league as him! Boy, you can't do that to me!"
Armed by two Navy soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, Jack struggled for a while before being taken away.
And Karl ...... He was ignored.
A group of naval soldiers silently lined up in front of him, completely taking him for air.
James Norrington and Governor Swann were even more so, coming out of his presence, without even looking at him, as if he were not there.
It was Elizabeth Swan, who looked at Carl several times as she passed him.
A group of soldiers maintained the excellent military posture of the Royal Navy, with their heads held high and their chests held high, and they looked proud.
But the legs, for some reason, kept shaking.
The same was true of Governor Swan, who was walking back with his daughter surrounded by a group of sailors, but his legs were shaking so hard that he wondered if he was holding Elizabeth or the latter.
"Governor Swan, I'll visit you at the house later. ”
Karl shouted at the fading back.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the governor stumble and almost didn't fall.
"Elizabeth, Elizabeth!" Will Turner, who had just heard the news and rushed to the docks, only had time to see Elizabeth Swan's back, and then saw his beloved being taken away.
He didn't care about anything else, he didn't even care about the shock of seeing the scene just now, and hurriedly chased after the woman.
Soon, the navy on the docks was completely withdrawn, and even the Red Shirts who had been patrolling here disappeared, only a group of sailors and dock workers who were watching the excitement remained.
They stood there dumbfounded, completely unsure of what to do.
Everyone's eyes moved with Karl's figure, only to see him walk up to the three-legged hat that had been split in half by Norrington's sword before Jack, bend down and pick up the split brain, dust off it, fold it in two, and stuff it into his arms.
Then, ignoring the crowd around him who were watching him, Karl strode toward the town on the inner side of the harbor.
......
The night was quiet, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and three figures appeared out of thin air on an unknown street.
The architectural style on both sides of the street suggests that it is still British.
"Tom, I heartily suggest you disguise yourself a little. Dumbledore said, looking at Voldemort standing beside him.
It's just January, it's still winter, and the streets are covered with snow and there is no one left.
However, although there were no people on the road, the villas on both sides of the road were brightly lit, and as long as someone looked out of the window, they could immediately see the three of them.
Voldemort ignored Dumbledore, his twisted face turned back and forth, his crimson eyes looked around, and a hoarse and shrill voice came out of his throat, Voldemort spoke.
"This is where you lost that boy?"
Dumbledore shook his head, "No, Tom, this is the weakest place in all of England for the Ministry of Magic. ”
"We're going to make a bit of a big move. ”
......
In the blink of an eye, it was evening, and Carl was walking through this small seaside town built almost entirely of stone.
Everyone who saw him whispered, and the guards on the road were like mice and cats when they saw him, and they all hid away.
Unhindered, Carl arrived at the Doge's Palace, where the lights had been lit.
In the garden in the front yard, a group of red shirts was already waiting in line, led by James Norrington and Governor Swan.
The former had a sword at his waist and a solemn face, while the latter still wore an off-white wig and wore the same old-fashioned governor's costume as during the day.
The two of them, like everyone else, looked like they were facing great enemies.
"Governor Swan, Brigadier General. Carl smiled and waved at the two of them.
As the official of the Governor's Palace, Governor Swan had no choice but to take a step forward and cough calmly.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?"
Carl scratched his head and smiled shyly.
"Well, can you get me some meat? ”
As soon as the words came out, everyone in the Governor's Mansion looked at each other.
......
Blackie hadn't eaten for almost a day, and despite being a red dragon from the Northlands, Carl still called her Blackie.
After all, right now, Xiaolong's whole body was black, and there was not a trace of turning red.
It's a big deal to change it when the time comes, looking at the little dragon who was lying on his stomach and gobbling up a large pile of meat, Carl thought to himself.
Beside him, the governor's palace, from the butlers to the servants, and the guards and navy all looked at the little dragon lying on the meat in amazement.
It's not a small pile of meat, it's just a mountain of meat.
At first, because of Karl's strange request, the governor's palace opened up at full speed, searched the whole city for livestock, and in less than an hour, he got ten sheep, two cows, and dozens of fat chickens.
Eventually, the animals were all mutilated, fur and gutted, and piled up in the courtyard of the Doge's Palace.
When it was just piled up, the entire Roshan was more than two meters high, but now, there is less than one meter left.
This lot of meat was all solved by the little dragon above that was almost the size of two palms of ordinary people.
If you say, everyone still had some doubts about whether Xiaolong was really a dragon.
But now, after seeing with their own eyes the latter swallowing hundreds of pounds of flesh and bones almost without a break, they no longer doubt it.
"Well, can I ask who your parents are?"
Governor Swan leaned over to Karl, and said cautiously as friendly as he could.
Even now, he still hasn't forgotten the day's guesses.
As for the boy in front of him, he was really not sure of the identity of the former, the white hair was too conspicuous, and the boy's appearance and outfit were completely different from the disgusting and dirty wizards he knew.
"My parents?" Karl looked at the Governor suspiciously.
"Which do you say?"
After all, that's a bit of a lot, as we all know.