"Heinrich! You've fallen so far! Brent looked at the sailors who had suddenly appeared and surrounded him, and for a moment could not hide his anger.

Hearing this, the man didn't care in the slightest, but laughed mockingly, "This is called depravity? After speaking, he made another movement in his hand and stabbed at the other party.

Brent immediately backhanded. These sailors were not a threat to him, but now he had to fight against men to be in good spirits, and he didn't expect him to let them interfere with him.

He couldn't help but reprimand, "When Lambert I unified the four seas, he didn't say what the strategy was, but every time he went head-to-head, he would go all out and go into battle in person, you had been with the emperor for so long, look at the present, what did you learn at the beginning?!" ”

The man snorted coldly, his movements becoming more and more aggressive, "Fortunately, I didn't learn from him, otherwise I wouldn't have died early?" ”

"You!" Brent choked, the other party had already waved his hand, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Little ones, give it to me!" ”

"Brent." His narrow eyes narrowed, and his tone was cold and inexplicably light, "It's time for you to take responsibility for your 'rules'—see me catch you, what more can you say?" ”

Unfortunately, before Heinrich had the last laugh, another group of sailors suddenly appeared on the deck, and soon joined the battlefield and fought with his men.

"This is—" He asked with anger on his brow, but he forced himself to ask.

Brent was also stunned, and then smiled slightly as if he had thought of something.

"Captain, this seems to have come from another ship—it seems to be someone who is helping them." The sailor from earlier stepped forward and said cautiously.

"Rubbish! Can't I see that I'm helping them? Heinrich's face flashed with a hideous look, and the corners of his eyes were indifferent, "Give me all my strength, let them know that no matter how many people come here, they are here to send them to death!" ”

He laughed cruelly, but in his actions he made a dead hand - he no longer intended to capture Brent alive, but killed him directly!

Another part of the deck.

“…… These were all ordered by the deputy captain, saying that they were here to help. The head of the sailor's room said respectfully to An Ningning and Frank.

"What about the co-captain?" She was a little worried.

"The co-captain is taking another group of sailors in the cabin below, saying that he will meet the captain and captain later." After speaking, he nodded and stepped forward to join the battlefield.

Before she could come to her senses, she saw Frank holding the wood and preparing to go out step by step—

"Huh? What are you doing here? She hurriedly grabbed him, paused, and cautiously tested, "Do you want to sneak attack?" ”

Seeing that the little fat man nodded without hesitation, she felt that her head was a little insufficient, "Didn't you say that this was wrong?" ”

"They don't talk about morality anymore, so why should we insist on it? Is it stupid? The little fat man poked his head out from behind the wood and looked at her disapprovingly.

"And, to be precise, I'm called to the battlefield!" He proudly lifted his thick double chin and emphasized it earnestly in a deep voice, and he was in high spirits...... Carried the stake and left.

An Ningning: ......

She swallowed, and there was disbelief in her eyes - she was just despised by the little fat man, right? Is it despised by the little fat man? And it was also said by the stupid little fat man who was recognized in the boat as - stupid?

At last, after a long time of coming to her senses, she looked for Frank again, only to be stunned by the scene before her—the unusually fierce little fat man had already fought through the siege, once again showing his physical strength—and Frank smashed the stake on Heinrich's head without hindrance.

Attendees: ......

She swallowed again with difficulty.

Sure enough, just like every battle in the past three years, she always felt that Frank's fighting style was so strange and casual and faint - domineering?

The noise on the sea had quietly ended, and as if nothing had happened, the warm sun shone warmly on everyone's bodies, brushing away the shivering and cold that had been caused by the battle.

The waves crashed against the walls of the ship, causing the ship to sway slightly.

The man stood on the deck, his head wrapped in a white veil soaked with blood, and his eyes looked coldly at the two fleets that had gone away.

"Did the girl and the little fat man find out before?" He asked gloomily.

"Yes." The person next to him immediately bowed his head, "It's the person who traveled together three years ago." ”

"So......" he paused, smiling playfully, "our little Noah is on that ship too?" ”

"Yes, and I heard that it was the co-captain of that ship."

"Vice-Captain?" Heinrich scoffed.

"Well, that girl just now is the captain. And—" The man next to him hesitated a little, adding, "I heard that the last time I reported that it was he and the girl who killed the previous deputy captain. ”

"Really?" His thin red lips were hooked, and his hand was attached to the white gauze on his head, "I didn't expect that it would change so much in the past few years." ”

As if remembering something, he looked back, "They've been hanging out with Brent lately?" ”

"Yes, according to the informant, it was Brent who invited them to go to the Western Continent together, and they all agreed."

"What does Brent want to do?" He looked a little disgusted and impatient, "In that case, then let's go to the Western Continent too!" ”

"But Captain—" The man next to him was stunned and hurriedly worried.

"Immediately notify you to change the route to the Western Continent!" Heinrich didn't listen to it, and gave the order directly.

Then he sneered at the corners of his mouth, "Let's also go and see what Brent is planning again, and what little Noah and his captain want to play." ”

Looking at the boundless sea antenna in the distance, feeling the unique moisture-carrying sea breeze in the southeast sea, he grinned domineeringly.

"It's time to go back to the Western Continent and take a look."

……

The inspectors in white military uniforms, armed with foreign guns, with solemn expressions, patrolled the streets in a neat pace, and the cold air of the Western Continent seemed even colder to the Imperial Palace in the distance. The quiet river surrounds the city, surrounded by tall and thin trees, and the crowd passes by, most of them in a hurry, although the occasional sound of laughter and conversation is kept down.

"This is the inner street near the palace, which is why it is so deserted." As if to see their discomfort, Bertram explained with a smile.

"What?!" It happened that a group of people were passing by, and someone exclaimed, "Is Duke Hill making trouble again?" ”

"Is it real or fake?"

"It should be true. Think about it—" someone lowered his voice, "isn't it the most powerful coup d'état in the absence of Bertram and Wood?" ”