Chapter Seventy-Three: Rescue

The sunken ship turned out to be the zirconium crystal transport ship of the Lynn family, they controlled the best quality zirconium crystal resources on the mainland, according to their production level, the zirconium crystals that were robbed may be worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins, Tarrant was lying on the ground, I really didn't expect that the first impression given to him by the safest city turned out to be a pirate.

"Look", the soldiers on the seashore shouted the priest, "there is a man on the water"

"It's a woman" A gray-armored priest glared at the floating body, a leather armor with its back up, the woman's length drifting with the ripples, "There is hope and salvation", he quickly chanted healing.

Tarrant crawled towards them, his heart beating, he was terrified of the feeling, the bloody and blinding red of the sea spreading everywhere, it was a sign that the dark bottom of the sea would become a home for many.

The healing had no effect, the body was still floating, the soldier took off his armor and jumped into the water, he swam to the woman's side, and when he turned the body, everyone present looked away in horror, half of the woman's face had been burned in the fire, and she had a fatal wound on her chest from a fork, probably one of the guards on the zirconium ship.

The soldier dragged the corpse back to shore, and with the help of the priest he pulled up the corpse, and the scene was even more terrifying, the corpse was only half cut off, the poor woman was blasted in two by some magic, her organs were washed white by the sea, and the broken bones of the spine pierced the skin and were abruptly exposed.

"Those thugs" the soldiers cursed loudly.

The priest placed his left hand on the corpse's eyes, which stared at the sky with reluctance, "May Maxine bless her soul," and he closed them.

Tarrant looked at the sea in despair, the pirate ship on the sea in the distance seemed to be in a more fierce battle, he saw the constantly flying ball of energy, the sails were completely burned, the fire spread to the whole ship, the warships of the security forces were approaching them, Donatello and the security mages were still on board, they might be able to recapture the stolen zirconium crystals.

"Suddenly", two gases rose from the bottom of the sea.

Tarrant was keenly aware of the anomaly, and he grabbed the soldier's hand excitedly, "There's still someone down there"

A flurry of tiny breaths rose out of the sea, and a faint face slowly emerged from the blurred dark blue, a male soldier with a blunt wound on his forehead, and the priest held out his hand to him.

The survivor disappointed Tarrant again, and he was glad to see someone saved from the disaster, but all he was praying for at the moment was her, the dragon wine girl.

"Give me your hand" the priest leaned out as close as he could to the wounded, but the man in the water did not react at all, he had already fainted.

As the soldier was about to go into the water, the body suddenly floated to the shore, someone was pushing under the water, and Tarrant watched anxiously, he could feel the link of his heart, it must be her, it must be her

The arm at the bottom of the water swam downward, and the familiar face jumped up from under the water, "Ha-" She opened her mouth and breathed as hard as she could.

"Kira Veton" he knew it was her, and Tarrant smiled from his grief.

Kira Veton floated on the water with her head up, her body gone, her bleak smile facing the sun.

The soldier jumped into the water and pulled her back to the shore.

Tarrant lay side by side with the priest, "I'm afraid there are only two people left for the night's drinking," he mocked enthusiastically.

"I won't forget our date," Gilaviton gasped and laughed, a large area of the ground wet with water.

The soldiers and priests of the security army were busy looking for other survivors beside them, the two of them lay quietly, Tarrant couldn't move, even if one raised his hand, there would be a heart-rending pain in his right arm, he didn't want to make a mess when the priests were busy, Kira Veton beside him could actually be quiet, he turned his head, she was asleep, the purple makeup had faded after the sea rinse, now she was a real her, no violence, no arrogant confidence, just a sleeping girl, wet leather armor tightly wrapped around her mature body, with the subtle call of the charm of the breath, Tarrant's thoughts suddenly jumped out of the rainstorm night, he and Katrina hugged intimately outside the town of Watt, his hand on the ...... No, how could he have thought of this? Tarrant turned his head in a panic, how could he have such a strange idea that Kira Veton was just Kira Veton, and his relationship with her was only a temporary teammate.

Tarrant tried to stop thinking about her, but his mind was overwhelmed by Kiraviton, and he looked at her again, the leather armor was a very ordinary texture, but it perfectly showed off the charm of her womanhood, who, like Mara, preferred to sacrifice practical armor in favor of physical beauty. She lacks propriety, but she is more real, which is completely different from the noble ladies of the upper class, Kira Viton lives in her whole self, she never expresses her feelings regardless of identity and occasion, she exudes an evil sense of justice in her, she does not care about the life and death of others, but she will not hesitate to prove Blenger's innocence, she even risked her life for the soldiers next to her to dive underwater, she is like a dark angel redeemed in the shadows.

"Uhhhh

A battleship was approaching the harbor, it was one of the pirates in pursuit, and the soldiers on the shore grabbed the ropes thrown from the ship.

"How's it going?" asked a few soldiers waiting on the shore to ask the boat.

"The pirates have been routed", a soldier shouted excitedly from the deck, the news encouraged the wounded on the ground, and their sacrifice was not in vain, "we caught up with the pirates, and the lowly Gonzas were surrounded. ”

"Have you caught them all?".

"Their ship sank, and the fire destroyed the cabin. ”

The crowd felt a slight sense of regret, preferring to see the criminals brought back to be punished.

More warships returned to the harbor one after another, the wounded soldiers helped each other down the deck, the rescue work on the shore was nearing completion, the healing and rebirth techniques saved the soldiers as much as possible, and the snake apricot powder had been dispelled.

Tarrant saw Donatello in the crowd returning to Hong Kong, his armor was stained with blood, but the armor was almost scratched, it seemed that he belonged to the kind of person who could impress his opponent, and Deputy Sheriff Richie stood behind him and whispered that the rescue should be led by Richieli.

Two stretchers were placed beside Tarrant, and the soldier lifted them both, "Now I'm taking you to church, your arm hurts badly." ”

"Wait a minute," Tarrant grabbed the soldier's hand, "I have a companion who is there in the warehouse. ”

The soldier nodded, "I'll send you to church first." ”

"Her name is Katrina, mage, red chief, and she was right there," Tarrant said anxiously, "are the people over there all right?

"No one was hurt over there," the soldier carried him past Donatello, and the sheriff said to Richieli, "...... Search Wilsing's inn and underground fleet, keep the soldiers on the lookout for every Gonzasian, call Punk and find out where Gonzas's snake apricot powder came from", Tarrant on the stretcher looked at him briefly, the sheriff stopped ordering, and he said a few words to the soldiers who were next to him.

The retinue ran over, he stopped the soldier from advancing, it must be about the sheriff's arrangement, Tarrant looked at the entourage, the guy leaned closer, "The chief has arranged a free accommodation for you, the Green Leaf Forest Tavern in Genko Town." ”

Chapter Seventy-Three: Rescue