A human head.

A human head that still retains the surprise and fear of the last moment of life.

It was now placed on the table in front of Chen Senran, looking at him in horror.

It was a fresh human head, even with the moisture of the sea, sent from the sea by a sailor of the previous sailor in a magical time.

It can be seen that Dönitz is very concerned about this matter.

"He's trying to tell me about his loyalty." Chen Senran looked at the human head with his blindfolded eyes, as if he could really see it, and showed a playful smile.

"Isn't that good?" Graves flicked the ash of his cigar, paused for a moment, and then lowered his head and continued reading by the light.

He had recently become obsessed with The General History of Valoran, and felt that the continent was really dirty.

It's night, another spring rain is coming, and tomorrow morning the air will smell of earth and moisture, and a lot of blood will be masked, as it has been countless times before.

There was a fire burning in the tent, only Chen Senran and Graves were doing their own thing, and the little fish-man Fitz was dozing off by the firelight.

There are no outsiders.

So it's appropriate to say something that is not appropriate to say.

"Of course." Chen Senran nodded and said slowly, "It's just that this loyalty depends on who it is for." ”

It was a damning word, but Graves only paused and responded, "I don't think it's for you." ”

A man who sits on the strongest fleet in the entire Endless Sea, and is in a place where there is no restraint, then his loyalty ......

"Not to Planck, either." Graves is adamant.

Once a person has strong enough strength, then the object of his allegiance can only be one, that is, himself.

This is not uncommon in the thousand-year-old history of Valoran.

Lo and behold, that's the benefit of reading history. Even if you're not too smart, you're still enough to learn from countless people who are smarter than you.

"It can only be himself." Chen Senran still smiled, as if he was not looking at a human head, but a celebrity with an elegant demeanor, "I have been in contact with Dönitz several times, and he does have a strong personal charm. But he is not a hero, even if he now has the strongest navy in the entire Endless Sea, all he thinks about is self-preservation, this is a chaotic era, he may still have a long-cherished wish in his heart that must be completed, then he can only be a hero, Haojie is not terrible, because Haojie can not live in troubled times. ”

"So he's credible?" Graves took a deep breath of his cigar, the burning cigarette glowing in the darkness.

"I don't know what to do." Chen Senran shook his head. His tone was a little erratic, as if he was wondering if Dönitz could really be trusted.

"What about this human head? Do you want to show the big guys? Graves looked up at the human head, and asked a little playfully.

"No, of course not, if you really put this human head on the conference table and let everyone see the panic of this young man before he died, then you are in the hands of the other party." Chen Senran smiled and sighed, "This is a good move." Whether or not he succeeded in plotting against Dönitz, he always planted a thorn in our hearts. If I really make this head public, then it will be equivalent to burying a thorn in everyone's hearts, and then our alliance, which is not tenacious, will be even more precarious. ”

"So......" Graves casually flipped through the "General History of Valoran" in his hand, half of the smoke already burned.

"Take it and feed it to the dogs." Chen Senran leaned back in his chair a little tiredly. In a voice that only he could hear, he whispered, "I now kind of understand why I want to give us Tianwang Mountain. ”

Outside the tent, the spring rain continued.

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The spring rains are still falling.

Far west of Mt. Tenno.

Beneath a hillside sheltered from the rain, a team of 100 people sat quietly in the dark. Occasionally, the rain fell on their dark armor, making a sound like the wind blowing an iron horse.

They are like a group of lonely ghosts in the dark.

In the wind and rain, waiting for the living who strayed in.

"Do you want to move forward?" Someone from the silent lonely ghost finally spoke, and he sat in the center of all the lonely ghosts, and seemed to be in a leading position.

But he said this with a clear sense of inquiry, and with some respectfulness to a somewhat empty place sitting away from all the lonely ghosts.

There was also a man sitting there.

No, it's a ghost.

A demon, a demon with closed eyes.

When the man's words came out, the demon seemed to open its closed eyes.

In an instant, the air around him cooled, and even the rain seemed to have stopped for a moment because of him.

"Don't move forward for anything." The demon spoke, his voice roaring like a clash of gold and iron, as if it had leaked out of some closed mask.

He didn't use a question, but a very indifferent affirmation.

He is not like answering, but making a decision.

"Vincent, we've gone very deep, it's been more than a day and a half away from Tianwang Mountain, and this is already a taboo in the code." The leader hesitated a little, but finally said it as if he had a hard time.

"If you're afraid, you can go, if you're afraid, you can all go, I didn't tell you to follow me." The evil spirit, known as Vincent, replied.

Sen Leng has no room for maneuver.

"Vincent, you ......" The leader seemed to be a little angry, but he immediately suppressed it and said in a helpless tone, "Vincent, we all know about your bravery, but after all, we only have a hundred people, if we go too deep, we are afraid that we will ...... None of us here are afraid of death, but it's worthless if we don't want to die......"

"I said, if you are afraid, just leave, no one will stop you." Vincent didn't give the other party a chance to finish, directly interrupted him indifferently, and then closed his eyes again.

The spring rain in the middle of the night is cold.

The leader probably opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to say more, but when he saw the demon in the darkness close his eyes, he wisely stopped talking.

Silence, death-like silence.

A strange atmosphere spread among everyone, and everyone involuntarily looked to the south.

In the south, across the vast sea, there is their hometown, and at this time of year, it also rains.

When it rains, the aroma of rum becomes even stronger.

Perhaps, in this life, you can't go back.

Bill Geewater.

Are you also raining? (To be continued......)

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