Crondo Statham stood on deck, a gentle breeze blowing from the sea, warm, moist and salty, the air seemed to sink with the clouds, the rising sun loomed in the clouds, and the occasional seabird streaked over the fleet, leaving a few straight trails of smoke.

While enjoying the sea breeze, he conceived a paper in his mind entitled "Report on the Rough Manners and Cruelty of the Barbarian Natives of Villeste".

[These dark-skinned natives are ignorant, hot-tempered, ill-tempered, and pungent in their bodies, and they are tall and unclothed, and they will not allow the approach of kind, generous, and gentle people. Politeness annoys them, cordiality makes them angry, and any rational action can only win them thunderous wrath. To outsiders, they are like a black bear stealing honey and finding a bee flying into its ......]

"Mr. Captain." There was a whispered reminder from the sailors.

[They rely primarily on expressions, drawings, and dancing to communicate with the outside world, the latter of which is often the most understandable.] Although we found during our expedition that there should have been some kind of language among these indigenous peoples, in fact ......]

"Mr. Captain." The sailor's voice was louder, muffling the roar of the waves, the sea breeze, and the roar of the boilers, "We are about to enter the port!" ”

Clondo came back from his contemplation and looked up at the sea, but he could feel that the blue sea on either side was becoming narrow, and under the distant sky, he seemed to see some black shadows.

There are many signs that they are returning to Eladia, such as the return of spellcaster abilities, the return of magical communication between warships, the return of Her Highness Blackxia, etc., as early as a month ago, they have re-established contact with the Empire's West Coast General Command, and since then, the ground forces have continued to provide communication guidance support.

Based on the charts, weather, and speed displayed shared by both sides, it is estimated that the Imperial Grasp Ocean Fleet will be able to reach the West Coast military port before sunset.

For the next hour, many sailors and crew members took to the deck in anticipation, and from time to time Blackthea rose into the sky, she did not look in good shape, her already bony body was even thinner, but her spirit was unexpectedly good.

After entering Velluster in the second half of the voyage, she lost most of her strength and fell asleep at the bottom of the cold and damp hull, and when she was halfway back, the exuberant magic in her body was reactivated, and Blackxia gradually regained her strength, and now, with the excitement and eagerness to return home, the little female dragon was captured, and she couldn't wait to meet Caesar, Garon, Angramo, and her new city.

Inspired by the growing approach to the Northlands, Crondo had already added several pages to his mind a paper in which he had to describe the natives of Villeste in as much detail as possible, while not smearing them with the utmost malice, so that the royal court would believe that friendship with the natives of Northland was mere talk and that he would devote his energies to conquest by force in order to further expand the Imperial fleet.

To make such a decision, there is Crondo's roughly correct judgment, and there is also secretly selfish motives.

As the commander-in-chief of the ocean-going fleet, he is of course happy to see the Black Wing Empire's sea power continue to expand, and the pursuit of power, wealth, power and status is only one of the goals. If he has the opportunity, of course, he will spare no effort to fight for it.

Moreover, he did not exaggerate, the Vlostian natives who were keen on tribal warfare and headhunters and cannibalism were indeed not human, and the pronouns used to describe those damned creatures were always "they" in the descriptions of his papers.

"Whew-"

The crew heard a whine in the distance, looking curiously in that direction, pointing and talking excitedly to each other, it was the voice of the main ship of the Northern Dawn Ship Group, as the final main warship to be delivered to the Navy, the Northern Dawn is larger than the Imperial Grip and the Breath of the Holy Dragon, and is also equipped with a more complex weapon system and a better cruising system, its area of responsibility is the coastal waters of the Empire, shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding the entire Northern Empire.

The paint of the northern morning sun is a clear white, and from a distance, it looks like a sacred island across the sea.

They're coming!

The ocean-going fleet quickly dispersed and began to slow down, and the reconnaissance ships, frigates, and supply ships all pulled up to the minimum speed limit, forming a longitudinal queue for the Imperial Grip to ride into the dust as they let their main ships enter the West Coast ports first. It's an honor and a symbol.

On the other side, the ground personnel in the dock were making the final preparations, and when they saw the huge body of the ocean-going main ship appear in the field of vision, the technicians began to shout, and the gates were opened with the creak of gears and hinges, and the twelve tender ships left the dock at full speed.

They circled around the Imperial Grip, helping the big creature control its speed and correct its final course.

There is no sound on the harbor, this is not the bustling West Coast port in people's cognition, but another West Coast - the Imperial heavily guarded military port, the imaginary scene of people welcoming and bathing in flowers and cheering does not exist here, there are only dedicated staff and solemn looking troops on the harbor, but there are officials who have preserved the scene of the empire's grip on the port with a record crystal for later announcement.

Crondo came out of the cabin and led the crew and sailors down the escalator and onto the tender ship in an orderly manner, while in the other direction, many workers, as well as boar people, red lotus goblins, and humans belonging to the dockyard mastery, ascended to the Imperial Grip, and they were responsible for unloading some unnecessary supplies and cargo from the warship, and carrying out a three-month inspection and maintenance of the entire ocean-going fleet.

After being transferred by the shuttle, Clendo Statham finally set foot on solid and heavy land, he took a deep breath, the familiar dry heat of the Northland soaked into his heart with his breath, the previously boring heat was full of intimacy and joy this time, and Crondo had many things to do when he returned to the Northland.

But before he could do that, he had to do one thing: an audience with the Emperor.

The teleportation circle was ready, and it went straight to the Black Wing Royal Court, Crondo had never enjoyed such treatment before, and his expression was a little unnatural.

To be honest, it is impossible not to be nervous, he himself does not believe it, the Black Dragon Emperor is the supreme ruler of the entire Northern Empire, and one of the most powerful and extraordinary beings in Eladia, majestic, powerful, mysterious, and cruel...... A single adjective is hard to describe, countless legends are told about the continent in the name of Targaryen, and mortals can only glimpse the inadvertent revelation of the scales and claws through the mist, and this little detail alone is enough to make them tremble and sleepless at night.

It is the dragon king who controls life and death, power and power.

In addition, Crondo did not forget that Blackthea was angered by the decision-making problems of the sea monster Prodolk, and finally attracted the attention of His Majesty the Emperor. At that time, the Black Dragon Emperor didn't say anything, but few people were able to understand the Black Dragon Emperor's true thoughts, and Clondo probably guessed that it was because they were on a mission, and His Majesty was unwilling to intervene more, and now if the royal court intended to liquidate, he had no way to evade punishment.

"The Empire is with me."

Clondo looked at his meter, sorted out the thoughts in his head, took a deep breath, and finally stepped into the teleportation circle.