The life of the captives drifting on the sea was peaceful, and the fleet did not encounter any conditions, and it was very peaceful...... But only on the surface. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]

The pirates of the fleet may not know the undercurrents that lie beneath the surface of peace, but Sigma does. In the past two days, Yan Ye and the others have not only carried out his orders and made contact with the 'elven' spirit captives, but also cruised the sea to observe and detect whether there is any news of humans or the 'elven' spirit fleet...... The results were exhilarating, and on more than one occasion the necromantic young 'women' spotted a two-headed purple and black 'colored' dragon roaming the waters near the fleet.

The newly-born Death Knights apparently didn't recognize what these two-headed dragons were, and they didn't know where they came from, and after the young 'women' reported this information to Sigma, Mr. Paladin thought hard about it, and finally came to the conclusion that this thing is probably called a Chimera, and it is a strange species from the Poplar Valley Forest in the Kalimdor Continent, a high-level flying class of the Night 'Elf' Spirit Clan, as for what is the place in the Kalimdor Continent and the Poplar Valley Forest, and what the Night 'Elf' Spirit Clan is... … Then I can only ask Uncle Sigma about the strange information base in his mind that is not humane.

Sigma's thinking about this matter is quite simple and crude-since he is a high-ranking soldier of the 'elf' spirit in the dark night, it is most likely related to the 'elf' spirit clan. When the news of Hayreddin beating the Third Fleet of the Midsummer Dynasty to the ground and capturing a large group of prisoners as hostages, the pointy-eared people had to go crazy.

Whether it is to find the field, or to rescue the horses, if you have to gather a large army to dispatch, most of these Chimeras will come out to 'intervene', that is to say, once these Chimeras discover the movement of the pirate fleet, that bloody storm is most inevitable...... Sigma is secretly looking forward to this. [A lot of good novels]

However, the most important professional skill of the pirate profession is to run away from the wind. The pirate fleet of the Spirit Navy is even more experienced in a hundred battles, and the wind does not do too many things, plus there is Hayreddin in charge, this guy is not only a famous general in naval warfare, but also a legendary powerhouse, and the acuity of the spirit is enough for him to foresee the impending danger, under his command, this huge fleet actually perfectly avoided the reconnaissance vision of the Chimera, and this group of two-headed dragons fled without the slightest awareness, running faster than the Chimera, and several times let the "Spirit" Spirit reconnaissance force pounce.

“…… Your ship should not be called the Dragon Whale, it should be called the Hong Kong Reporter. Sigma sighed.

Hayreddin on the opposite side raised his eyebrows curiously: "What do you mean?" ”

"It's nothing, it's a compliment on how fast you guys run." The paladin smiled meaningfully.

As a battle-hardened pirate, it is not difficult to evade the 'elf' spirit reconnaissance unit, and as a veteran driver with countless life experiences, Sigma certainly knows how to guide the direction of life for the 'elf' spirit fleet that has been in the air, and bring these bewildered souls with him...... It is better to say that the reconnaissance force has been able to barely find the right direction and pursue it closely, even though it has been able to find the right direction again and again, all thanks to an unknown leader in the pirate fleet.

Hayreddin didn't dig deeper, he picked up the glass and raised it to signal, and Sigma didn't refuse, and drank the wine from the glass.

"On my ship, everyone has a military position, there is no place for servants, and the rotten enjoyment and the service of the front and back will wear down people's will and depress people's 'spirit', so whatever you want to eat and drink, you can take it yourself." Hairedin picked up two slender small wooden stick-like eating utensils, stretched out to the roast 'suckling' pig on the table, the two small wooden sticks with round ends were like dexterous daggers under his '' vertical, easily cut off a piece of regular shape of tender 'meat', was firmly clamped, and put it in his mouth, looking at Sigma's slightly stunned expression, he smiled, "This wooden tableware has an official orthodox scientific name, called 'Sigma Palace', which is one of the gifts you bring to this world." You don't need a hassle of knives and forks, you only need two small sticks to enjoy the food, pinching, cutting and picking, you can do anything, but sometimes you need a lot of wrist strength, nimble fingers and subtle power control skills to use it proficiently...... Therefore, this is the elegance that belongs only to the warriors, and the dining style that belongs to the truly strong, so that you and I will also remember when we dine that we are neither weak and incompetent rotten nobles, nor are we barbarians who drink blood, but noble warriors. ”

Sigma looked at the set of cutlery in front of him, which felt familiar and unfamiliar to him, and his eyes flashed with remembrance and remembrance, these two small sticks, which were a little simpler than knives and forks, gave him a throbbing in his veins, and he would use them...... Almost innately, it didn't require any skill or skill, but something akin to instinct - but he didn't think much of it, the great pirate Hyredin was the greatest, most hateful, and most ill-intentioned enemy at this moment, and he would stab him as soon as he could, and try to get any useful information out of this guy's mouth.

For Uncle Sigma, how to ridicule a person, just like how to use the tableware of "Sigma's Palace", is an instinctive thing, integrated into the blood, even if he loses his memory, he will never forget it, Mr. Paladin almost didn't even have to hit the draft, and opened his mouth and said: "Oh, elegant Mr. Hayreddin, you are neither a weak and incompetent rotten nobleman, nor a barbarian who drinks blood, you are a noble pirate." ”

Hayreddin smiled deeply: "The rotten nobles collect taxes, exploit the people, do not produce, cannot fight, are useless to the country, useless to the common people, lie on the body of the country and suck blood, they are the biggest thieves in this world who are as bad as the merchants, and they are actually no different from us, but they are more hypocritical, more murderous and bloodless...... That's all. As for the barbarians, they have no concept of civilization, their production capacity is extremely low, and the harsh environment drives the beast 'nature' in their hearts that has not died, and drives them to infinitely magnify the malice in their hearts, burning, killing and looting, disturbing the agricultural civilization, and plundering the blood food for the reproduction of the race...... It is the great enemy of the development of civilization. ”

Sigma said indifferently: "You have neither the titles handed down by your ancestors, nor the courage and perseverance of merchants who do business in the world, making money with your hands and sweat. What's worse is that you can afford to hold the sword, but you can't hold the plow, you don't produce, but you yearn for a depraved life without work, you are more savage than the barbarians, the former is a beast because of hunger and cold and survival, but you take the initiative to vent the beast's 'sex' because of depravity and 'desire', they deserve to die, you deserve to die even more, they are the great enemy of the development of civilization, but you are the great enemy of the living beings...... I don't know what you're going to do, Hyreddin, but I know that this vast fleet, the wretched souls who have gathered around you and followed you out of belief and worship or fear, are all going to die without a place to be buried, and whether you live or die, you're going to bear the endless curse of countless souls—can you really afford it? ”

Hyreddin didn't get angry, not even a trace of emotion, he was silent for a moment, and he smiled lightly: "You know what, if there was no gold in this world, we would have become heroes a long time ago. ”

Sigma smiled.

The Pirate King shook his head, "Don't you believe it...... Let me tell you a story. ”

The paladin rolled his eyes: "I don't listen. ”