Night.

The fight at sea is over.

The end result was that the Abyss broke out of the siege with the remaining ten ships and about 2,000 men.

This was a difficult outcome for Proto to accept, as they did not receive assistance from friendly forces in the end, and a large number of supplies they had been carrying were scattered, and the number of elite warriors reached 10,000, and the souls of them returned to their homeland before they could set foot on the land they were supposed to fight.

But on the other hand, this is a blessing in disguise, because at least they are still alive, and the Abyss is still there.

And for the victorious Puerto Rico, it was also a very acceptable result, because he went behind enemy lines, and with an entire Nether Unicorn fleet, he could not leave a second-rate fleet of pirate ships, although he also obtained enough loot materials, but this is a big insult to the entire Nether Unicorn that stands at the top of the entire Noxian Navy and can compete with the Trident of the Sea in the Endless Sea.

But Puerto Rico didn't blame his subordinates, and he didn't feel angry.

Because he did get a good booty.

Secondly, after the worst of the war, the god of the sea appeared.

The so-called Poseidon is from Bilgewater, a fishman who can control a terrifying dragon shark.

Because it was able to use that dragon shark to roll up terrible wind and waves at will, and a single person could destroy a small fleet, the Noxians revered its terrifying power to manipulate the sea, so even their enemies revered it as the god of the sea.

Puerto Rico is not without fighting the sea god, he has had the experience of fighting the sea god in many previous naval battles, and even in a trap he specially arranged. He almost besieged the legendary unstoppable god of the sea.

But he still doesn't have to admit that the Poseidon is terrible, especially when the strength of the two warring sides is equal, the addition of the Poseidon will definitely change the balance of victory in an instant.

So he didn't understand why the other party didn't let the sea god fight at the first time, you must know that although the other party was a miscellaneous force, it was a large fleet. If the sea god fights at the first time, then even his invincible Puerto Rican Netherworld unicorn will suffer a lot of losses.

He could only rejoice, probably because the commander of the other party was too stupid to put the sea god at the back of the line, otherwise, he might not have lost two more ships.

Perhaps today, his Netherworld Unicorn is about to suffer the biggest damage since his debut.

More than ten ships were killed or wounded.

That's a terrible feat that even the Sea Emperor Trident has ever done.

In that case, the opposing commander-in-chief will probably become famous in a fight.

That's a lot of luck.

Puerto Rico sighed. Smiling slightly, of course he didn't know that the real situation was far more complicated than he imagined.

He was given as a gunman by mistake, and he didn't know what to do.

"My lord, dinner is ready, please eat." One of his soldiers respectfully approached him and whispered.

"Yes, okay." Puerto Rico nodded, ready to walk to his captain's quarters. But he paused again, "Is Monchi back?" ”

"Yes. Lord Monchi has returned, and if Lord Monchi were here today, I believe we would be able to wipe out the rabble. The subordinate's voice was a little excited, thinking that Meng Qi had a good position in his heart, "Do you need to invite Master Meng Qi to dinner?" ”

"No......" Puerto Rico's eyes flickered, glancing at his subordinates. I didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking, and after a while, he said, "Meng Qi must be tired today, after all, it is not easy to clear the obstacles for me, and this time it is thanks to him." This route is really perfect, let him rest. ”

"Yes." The subordinate stepped back.

And Puerto Rico was still standing there, the night was already thick, he looked at the back of the subordinate leaving, and suddenly sneered: "Monchi......"

Walking along the wide deck into the captain's cabin, Puerto Rico sat comfortably in his leather chair from Demacia.

Pouring himself a glass of wine, Puerto Rico glanced at his captain's cabin with satisfaction.

It was much more than the captain's room he had when he was the captain of the convoy, and the floors were covered with top-notch blankets, and the walls were covered with weapons made by the best craftsmen in Noxus.

Under the Noxus flag, there were countless medals, and on his desk was a long knife given by Burnham.

Everything marked the glory of his upper class Noxians.

His Puerto Rico is no longer the Puerto Rico of the past.

He had become accustomed to sitting in the most comfortable chairs, driving the biggest boats, drinking the best wine, eating the most cherished food, and wearing the most gorgeous military uniforms.

Lifting his fork and forking a piece of seared veal sirloin, accompanied by a sip of mellow wine, Puerto Rico closed his eyes in contentment.

It is said that this is how the nobles of Demacia enjoyed life.

He loved nights like this, and after such victories, there was a night of inflammation and the smell of blood in the air.

This marks that he has trampled on the lives of others again, and it means that he no longer has to be looked down upon.

He Puerto Rico......

"Tick-" Just as he was self-absorbed to the extreme, an inopportune footstep interrupted him.

He was instinctively a little displeased, for he was used to sitting in a high position, and he was used to not allowing others to disturb him during meals.

Who has the guts to do that?

"Presumptuous." He didn't open his eyes, just snorted coldly.

The kind of murderous aura cultivated by years of iron-blooded career, so that his low roar really has a bit of the majesty and domineering of the superior.

It's a pity that the voice continues.

"Bah-"

"Bah-"

"Bah-"

Very steady, very slow, and very graceful footsteps.

The sound of footsteps was uncomfortable for Puerto Rico, who would never have been able to take such steps in his life.

"You ......," he wanted to say, you're looking for death.

"What's wrong with me?" But the other party's next sentence made him shut up.

Even because he closed so fast, he almost bit his tongue.

He suddenly remembered the voice, the footsteps.

"You ......" Puerto Rico opened his eyes with some trembling, and Lieutenant General Puerto Rico, who had not been afraid in front of others for many years, involuntarily trembled his hand holding the fork.

"Long time no see." The face that was as calm as ever in the light of the light smiled.

Long time no see.

I'm trying to forget......

Nightmare.

At that moment, Puerto Rico finally remembered that it was actually ......

It's still a pitiful worm. (To be continued......)

PS: First update.