The sudden disappearance of the governor undoubtedly cast a shadow over the otherwise smooth infiltration.

Although to some extent, the disappearance of Parosa directly contributed to the decline of the power of the city-state of Archie, and the wife of the governor, who could only be used as an ornament, got rid of the "slut" image in the inherent perception of ordinary people for the first time, and began to participate in the political game as the supreme ruler.

Even with the nobles who are under the control of the shapeshifters, the entire city, including the army, has become a puppet of the Darrant Expeditionary Force.

But the boy knew very well that Parosa was a truly worthy target compared to a port city with a population of less than 100,000.

Only through this guy will he be able to find the traces of the thirteen "kings" and find the real enemies of the expeditionary force.

As for those city-states, countries and armies on the surface, they are nothing at all in the eyes of the expeditionary force, and they are not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

With strategic-level super magic, Darrant spellcasters can wipe out millions or tens of millions of people at once, create catastrophic earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, lightning storms, and even more terrifying, tear apart continental plates, causing extremely violent crustal movements, permanently changing the ecological environment of a planet, and forcing countless species to perish.

But equally, these casters are extremely vulnerable themselves, especially when keeping their spells focused and channeled, and any attack from the outside world can have dire consequences.

This is also the reason why each expeditionary force will be equipped with a large number of high-level cannon fodder-like soldiers.

In addition to maintaining rule, the most important role of a warrior is to protect the safety of the caster in key battles, and to repel every vandal who tries to break the magic ritual.

While the entire city-state of Achie was secretly searching for the whereabouts of the Governor, Parosa had quietly boarded a nondescript sailing ship, leaving the heavily guarded docks and heading out into the endless sea.

Because he was in such a hurry, he had no idea who the owner of the ship was or where it was going.

......

"Great Lord of the Sea, are you sure we're going to join forces with those pesky bandits and bandits?"

On the deck of the ship, an old man with a face full of vicissitudes asked cautiously.

"Why not? Don't you think this is an opportunity?"

The strong man who had been talking happily with the boy in the villa before pursed the corners of his mouth and asked in a rather playful tone.

As he spoke, he did not forget to take out a small bottle from his bosom that emitted a dazzling white electric light, and his eyes were full of obsession.

"But I don't understand, what's in it for us? The land has never been our traditional hunting ground, the sea is. If those robbers don't pay us their fair share after the robbery, won't we be busy in vain?" the old man gave his opinion with a frown.

As with all life, the older you get, the more conservative and sometimes stubborn your personality becomes.

They are unwilling to accept new things, and are unwilling to change the existing living environment and way of doing things.

Even if it is clearly beneficial to itself, it will oppose it without thinking.

What's more, the scope of this operation and the number of targets are unprecedented for the entire pirate organization, and it will attract the attention of the "king".

"Hmph! You can rest assured about that. No one can owe me money, and no one dares to owe me money, otherwise I wouldn't mind giving them a taste of what a tsunami of rage is. The King of the Near Sea clenched his fists violently, his gaze revealing a strong confidence.

After all, he is in the prime of life, with endless ambitions and desires to fulfill, and he does not want to live on a closed island for the rest of his life, ruling over tens of thousands of "subjects" composed of the most vicious pirates.

On the contrary, he longed to one day be on land and spread his power and fame to every city.

The boy saw through this and threw out the bait in his hand.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, because of ignorance, fearlessness.

Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing, it will make a person have an inherent understanding of the future, and dare not easily break the original framework, for fear of failure and setbacks.

But those who don't know anything dare to gamble their future and even their lives to fight.

Although 99 percent of them ended in a tragic defeat, there are still a handful of lucky ones who can turn their fortunes around and create miracles.

You don't have to ask to know that the King of the Coastal Sea considers himself one of these lucky ones.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, the old man sighed helplessly: "Alas, well, you are the king of the sea, and your will is our order." After a while, I'll send someone to send the caravan's route out, hoping that nothing will go wrong. ”

"Don't wait a while, I'll deliver it right now. Remember, tell all the collaborators in the letter that this time I will take 50% of the profits. ”

"You're crazy! Those bandits won't agree! They might even make up their minds not to give you a penny and openly laugh at your stupidity. ”

"Isn't that just right? If anyone dares to laugh at me, I'll send them to another world. Carter, Sr., you've been following me for ten years. After 10 years of being on the sea, we have been through countless battles and storms together, and it is time to get back on land and fulfill that original wish. ”

"What...... What?!"

"Yes! Your ears heard you right! I said the time has come!"

Just as the old man, known as Carter, was in a state of shock and stupefaction, there was a sudden noise in the cabin, followed by a sailor who suddenly rushed out of the entrance to the lower level, shouting, "Great King of the Sea!

"Stowaway?" the King of the Offshore raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Yes, stowaway! This guy is a bit of a good guy! We're no match for him! Several crew members have been dropped to the ground by his magic, and their lives and deaths are unknown. The sailor hurriedly nodded vigorously and explained.

"A spellcaster? smuggling? Things seem to be getting a little interesting. What do you think?" the King of the Near Sea turned to the old man beside him.

The latter pondered for a moment, and immediately suggested: "I think whoever he is, it's better to talk to him face to face first." After all, spellcasters are scarce resources wherever they are, they have mysterious powers, and it would be better if they could be used by us, and it doesn't matter to us what kind of identity he is or why he is smuggling. ”

"Hahahaha! You're right! Let's go, let's meet this interesting guy together. ”

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