Someone actually hacked himself, this must be a conspiracy between the Super Athletic League and the descendants of Flor. This is simply unbearable, and in order to defend his honor, of course, he does not hesitate to fight with the other party.

Fang was immediately furious, and swiped from top to bottom on the light screen with a thick glove, opening a virtual keyboard in front of him.

It's just that he just put his hand on the W button and pressed the light key down for half a bar, but suddenly stopped halfway through, and had a new idea in his heart.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand, looked left and right sneakily, and then logged out and registered a vest. I opened the original post again, and touted myself as hard as I could:

'It's nonsense upstairs'

Anyone who knows how much of a classic this battle is. ’

"I think it's the Grey King Fox at this level, that's all."

But I didn't expect someone to reply to the post immediately:

"I don't think so."

Fang was immediately a little annoyed:

"Who is Your Excellency?"

The other party is very generous:

“fox。”

Fang looked at the other party's ID, and his eyes almost darkened, cthayfox, it was the ID of the Gray King above the community.

He secretly screamed bad luck, hurriedly closed the light page, and looked up a little weakly.

When he looked up, he saw a pair of sparkling eyes looking at him, as if a pair of brilliant sapphires Sylvid were standing in front of him, looking at him with a somewhat narrow gaze.

The girl was wearing a white dress, her long golden hair was slightly curled on her cheeks, and her eyes were slightly playful.

Fang's face turned red, his head almost smoked, and he stammered, "Xi, Sylvid." ”

Sylvid pursed her lips with a smile and said, "Actually, I think I'm handsome too." ”

"Huh?"

The aristocratic daughter's eyes flashed brightly: "I mean, at the time of Van Rik, the captain was very handsome. ”

Fang scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say for a while, and when he thought of his previous performance, he couldn't help but die of shame.

Sylvid smiled lightly, and stopped at the point.

She said, "Actually, I came to find the captain for something. ”

Fang was a little surprised.

"What's the matter?"

"Something about those people."

"Those people?"

"You call them the descendants of Flor."

Fang suddenly said: "You mean the people of the Flor Descendants, what's wrong?" ”

Sylvid stared into his eyes: "The captain has thought about it too, right?" ”

"Think...... What the? ”

"What happened in the time of Idus."

Fang was stunned in his heart, why the people of the Flor Descendants would master the secret between the wanderer and Eve was also an unsolved mystery in his heart.

There were only a few witnesses to this event, Eve, Nicol Bolas, Shyod, Karatu, Donde, and the wanderer himself.

There are also some people who are involved but only know part of the truth, such as Garcia, the archon of the Great Elder and Idus, who experienced the 'Dragon Witch Disaster' but did not survive the disaster and did not know what happened next.

Or a certain dwarven hero who stole the dragon's gold, and the wanderer's own nephew, Karatu's cousin Eltaut, who only joined the team of Shuyod and Karatu, and only know the second half of the truth.

Most of these people are no longer alive.

And the few who are alive in the form of undead may not know that Karatu and Shuyod finally sealed the soul of the dragon king in Idus.

It is unlikely that anyone who knows, whether it is Eve, the descendants of Shyod, Karatu, Donde, or the wanderer himself, will spread this secret.

His own clue came from Mazak, but the owner of the Traveler's Rest did not tell him the whole truth. The facts about the soul of the dragon king were investigated step by step by himself.

Where did the descendants of Flor learn of all this?

The only thing he suspected was that the Descendants of Flor were colluding with Nicol Bolas, and while the Elector's Guild was in collusion with the Dark Dragon, it sounded a bit sensational, but after all he had been through, he couldn't completely rule it out now.

It's just that this idea is still conjecture, and although he is not worried about wronging the descendants of Flor or anything, he may lead himself astray if he rashly takes a possibility as a fact.

Thus ignoring the real truth.

He thought about it for a moment, and then told Sylvid what he thought.

The aristocratic daughter listened carefully, and was noncommittal, only raised her long eyelashes and looked at him with light blue eyes. "The people of the Fleur are also looking for holy relics."

"What?"

She glanced at the back of his hand, "Helin Crown." ”

Fang thought for a while, but still didn't quite understand: "I know this, but what is the connection between the two?" ”

Sylvia said softly:

"Captain, the wanderers are also looking for holy relics."

"I don't understand, Sylvide, almost all guilds are now looking for the whereabouts of the Holy Grail, or other holy relics. What exactly are you trying to tell me? ”

The shipssayer couldn't help but laugh a little, her own captain was sometimes very shrewd, and sometimes terrifyingly confused. But it's also times like this that she needs to play a role.

She put a soft voice and reminded her:

"Captain, I just want to say that there may be potentially similar logic behind the same trajectory.

Just as in the case of the Dragon Witch, it is almost inevitable that we will eventually encounter a wanderer. Naturally, we might run into 'those people', or even run into them. ”

Fang heard it in a fog.

He shook his head and said, "I still don't understand what you mean." ”

Sylvide smiled patiently, "Captain hasn't forgotten my purpose, has he?" ”

"Build the Seven Seas Traveler...... No, I should say that I am looking for your father......"

Sylvid nodded slightly:

"My father disappeared in search of the entrance to the Third World, so I studied the notes he left behind to look for clues related to it. From the notes and documents, I realized that the relics left behind by the Noumerin elves may be related to the Third World, so I set out on the road to find the seven obelisks. ”

She looked at Fang with a wandering gaze, and replied, "After that, I hired some people, including Miss Atira's brother, and you know what happened after that, Captain." ”

Fang gradually understood: "You mean...... Trick Miss Atira's brother into going to the Traveler's Swamp, but the killer of them could also be someone of Flo's descendants? ”

But he already thought that the person behind the scenes was the wanderer, and he couldn't help but believe it for a while: "But Miss Atila's brother was robbed of Starlight before he died, this is the ability of that wanderer, isn't it?" ”

"The mere fact that 'he can capture Starlight' may not be so reliable," Sylvid shook her head, "unless the captain can be sure that this is his unique ability in this world, but is that the case?" I remember that the Dark Dragon also had such abilities."

Fang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Or rather, the wanderer has such an ability, which originally came from the dragon king Lifgard. But in addition to the dragon king Lifgard, there is another dark dragon in this world.

Nicol Bolas.

He looked at Sylvid and subconsciously asked, "Sylvid, are you sure?" ”

But the ship's master smiled and didn't dwell on the question: "Of course I can't say for sure, but it's just a possibility for the captain." ”

Fang listened and looked at her suspiciously. In his impression, Sylvede is not the kind of person who has no purpose, and the other party must have meant something to bring this up.

He thought for a moment before asking, "...... Is there any other reason? ”

Sylvid's eyes shone with a faint, insightful light: "Does the captain really think that those sand bandits who traded with slave traders have something to do with the Dragon Worshippers?" ”

Fang couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

The path to the Dark Crypt is paved with a line of greystone.

Like a long gray tongue hanging out, hanging into the abyss. Then it clinged to the circular stone wall, and circled several times, and the light of the torches reflected the uneven appearance of the stone wall step by step.

At intervals, there was a rusty iron base for the torch, but it was bare, and it hadn't been used for some time.

Fang frowned and looked at this place.

When the middle-aged craftsman saw his expression, he explained to him in a low voice:

"He was placed in this place, mainly for safety. After an attack on the way to escort him, Her Royal Highness doesn't trust anyone anymore, including those around her. ”

He raised his head and looked left and right: "But in this place, it is impossible for anyone to approach unless they storm in. The delivery of food is mainly for me and Abed in turn, and even Her Royal Highness the Princess's personal guards can only guard outside without a warrant. ”

Fang understood, but there were other doubts in his heart.

The eldest daughter of Barbartan, the dignified king of sand, had to go to great lengths to protect even an escaped slave. That sounds a little unusual.

He couldn't help but glance back at the aristocratic daughter behind him.

A day ago, the other party happened to analyze this task to him.

And now it seems that there is indeed something like that

The two were followed by Attila and Red.

Before they came here, they had talked to the latter two about their previous speculations, but the big cat man was noncommittal. And Miss Elf inevitably seemed a little hesitant after hearing about her brother.

After all, what was originally certain has now become confusing again, and it is indeed a little confusing.

However, he reassured the other party that the unjust deaths in the swamp of the day were needed, including her brother, to be truly revealed, not to designate a murderer.

Wanderers are not good, but they are not necessarily murderers.

Attila accepted his claims.

But Fang understands that Miss Elf may not really be trusted, she just trusts herself unconditionally.

But there was some truth to what Sylvid said at the time

The wanderer was in such a situation in Idus, would he really be relieved to let the Blood Shark Sky Pirate know his whereabouts?

With the other party's selfish and suspicious personality and not easily trusting outsiders, even if you don't worry about the Blood Shark Air Pirate harboring different intentions, you have to at least consider it:

Will the other party betray him to the people of Pudra's family?

As was the habit of the wanderer, he would probably wait for himself to regain a certain level of strength before starting to reconnect with his men.

The other party has almost infinite time, how can a so-called 'immortal' really be in such a hurry, rushing to regroup after a defeat?

Not necessarily, I'm afraid

And the other party knows very well that Karatu and Donde are in Istania.

Would he really reveal his intentions and whereabouts so easily?

Sylvid gave him a few examples.

After the failure of the Dragon Witch event

After the failure of the Doryphine plan

The other party is all dormant, waiting for a better opportunity to make a move; And the interval between this is at least ten years, if not decades.

It can be seen that this wanderer is clearly not an impatient person.

Secondly, the Blood Shark pirates sold their slaves to slave traders in Istania immediately after the defeat of Idus.

It is also suspicious

What is the motivation for this?

Could it be that the Blood Shark Air Pirate is very short of money and urgently needs this deal to make up for the loss?

Well, even Fang does not rule out such a possibility.

It's just that as Sylvid said, in this way, the actions of the famous sand bandit are somewhat unbelievable.

Assuming that the Sand Bandits are also a secret move of the Wanderers, then after they get these Abyssal Sea Scrolls, wouldn't it be better for them to directly transfer the Abyssal Sea Scrolls to the Blood Shark Air Pirate?

Of course, it can also be said that it may also be reasonable to disguise the long scrolls of the deep sea as ordinary goods, and then legally transport them out of Tansnir through the hands of merchants.

The problem was that the slave trade was not legal in Istania itself. Isn't that doubly compelling?

So when you think about it, this answer seems to be full of contradictions.

"But those slaves are indeed from the raids of the Blood Shark Air Thieves, aren't they?" He asked his shipssay.

But Sylvid only smiled lightly and said, "Not necessarily. ”

"How?"

"We all know that the Blood Shark Sky Thieves have plundered these slaves, and that's right," she replied methodically, "but are the only Blood Shark Sky Thieves who have these slaves?" ”

"You mean ......"

Sylvid smiled at the time, "That's why I asked the captain that question earlier. ”

Fang's eyes widened, "Wait, Sylved, are you saying that the people of the Flor Descendants are secretly engaged in the slave trade......"

He was almost speechless.

This nature is ten times worse than collusion with the Dragon Worship.

As modern people, participating in such a criminal slave trade, do these people still have a bottom line? And what are they trying to figure out? Trade, make money?

As an earthling, Aitalia's real gold and silver don't actually mean much. What the Grand Guild pursues is a higher-end income

Of course, it is not completely useless, but compared to the risk of scandal exposure that the descendants of Flor will face if it is revealed.

This gain is hardly worth mentioning.

There is no reason for the other party to do such a useless thing.

But Sylvid said something else to him.

"You're thinking too simply, Captain. Why was the slave trade so unstoppable in Istanya, and why did the princes and nobles of Estanya turn against Princess Rupert and Barbartan, the King of Sands? ”

In an insightful tone, she replied, "This is because of necessity, and the nobles themselves may not be slave traders, nor do they depend on the slave trade for their economic position." But they have long been accustomed to the life of hordes of slaves, and they also need a large number of slaves to work on their plantations, estates, and workshops, which is a matter of their economic interests and status."

"So," the captain concluded, "with all this need and covert encouragement from above, and even cover-up, the slave trade in Istania could not be easily stopped. ”

"And you imagine, Captain," she said with a slight smile, "what's in between for the descendants of Flor?" ”

Fang took a breath.

Indeed, the descendants of Flor do not need the mortal wealth of Aitalia.

But if they could buy off the princes and nobles of Istanya and the local powers, they would definitely do such a thing. What happened in the south, in the course of dealings with the prime minister's party, has long illustrated this.

Under the attack of the Penelope royal family, the slave trade in Istania was not banned, but at least it was greatly affected.

Specifically, the source of slaves that was originally readily available has now become rare and expensive after going underground.

So in such a situation, the batch of 'slave labor' in the hands of the descendants of Flor naturally became a sought-after resource.

They can give these slaves to the local nobles of Istania large and small, and when they are done, they can also put the blame on the blood shark air pirates, which is simply a double thing.

In such a situation, would the people of the Fleur descent choose to do such a thing?

Although Fang was a little difficult to accept, the answer in his heart was yes.

"We'll have to get this to light," he said, a little angrily, and what the Florians had done to Idus had made him think a little different.

Because no matter what, the other party also rescued those slaves looted by the Blood Shark Air Thieves.

But I didn't expect the other party to do such a dirty thing in private.

Unexpectedly, Sylvid shook his head: "Captain, I suggest you don't tell you about this matter yet. ”

Fang was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"Because you can't produce evidence."

"Can't we condemn the slaves after we have freed them?"

Sylvid sighed, shook her head, and said, "Even if we were able to free those slaves, I'm afraid they would only testify to the Blood Shark Air Pirates......

Fang was speechless for a moment: "They have eyes, don't they know who sold them to slave traders?" ”

"Captain, they are enslaved by the Blood Shark Air Pirates. Do you think that the people of the Flor descendants will reveal their identities to these people? ”

The shipstaker's lady whispered, "Presumably, the people of the Flor descendants did indeed free some of the slaves. But the rest of the people, from beginning to end, were kept in the dark, and they didn't even know that their 'masters' had changed their identities. ”

Fang couldn't help but open his mouth wide and looked at her.

"And it's all just speculation," added Sylvid, "I'm just alerting the captain to the possibility." ”

"...... that possibility?"

"That is, behind those slave traders, behind the famous sand bandits, it may not be the dragon worshippers, but from the other side."

Sylvid looked at him and replied word for word, "I'm afraid that the captain will miss the right judgment with preconceived ideas"

Only then did Fang understand what his shipmate's lady meant.

He pondered for a moment before nodding earnestly.

In the midst of their memories, the middle-aged craftsman led them to the end of the cellar.

The other man turned around and told them:

"Everyone, it's here."

……