The mysterious knight didn't give Sieg a chance to perform his killer moves, and slashed down the slasher in Sieg's hand with a set of fluent broadswords, and then forced him back with one kick. Worse happened at this time, when the mysterious knight noticed our existence and quickly turned and swung his greatsword to swoop in, slicing across the sand like a flying blade on the ground, slicing through his greatsword everywhere he went.

Although I was looking through the telescope, I reacted relatively quickly to the incident, drawing my waist knife at the last minute to take a parry stance, but I underestimated the weight of the greatsword, which easily cut off my sword, and in the blink of an eye, it was locked around my neck by a heavy palm, and it was thrown out like a burden.

Fortunately, the sand in this area was soft enough to absorb most of the impact, and I hit my head on the sand, rolled over some distance, and was grabbed by the shoulders and pulled up, it turned out to be Nabal, and before I knew it, I was also pulled into the "battlefield", and the mysterious knight returned to the battle at a very unscientific speed.

"Lemuel, why are you here?"

"Damn! I want to ask, what are you messing with, so powerful!?"

I pressed my numb wrist and asked Nabal about the mysterious knight, but he didn't know anything, and we both looked at Porcha, and the expression on his face was embarrassed, and he flattened his palms and shook his head.

"I don't know, but it does give me a very familiar feeling...... What do you think, Captain?"

The dullness of his appearance, which has always been shrewd, is really speechless, and Xiao Yi is long gone. A burst of gunfire was heard not far away. The mysterious knight's armor immediately burst into bursts of sparks, and the silver falcon, which had strengthened its destructive power, was still unable to damage the opponent, and the steel bullets were bounced away by the mysterious force. Scattered all over the place.

However, Sig took the opportunity of the mysterious knight being beaten and retreated, completed the accumulation of the trick, and stepped forward with the wolf in his hand to perform a thunder slash, and the continuous impact of the bullet led the mysterious knight to the attack of the wolf knife could not be avoided, and the blade wrapped by purple lightning instantly sank into his shoulder, cutting off the corner of the shoulder guard.

The Thunderbolt attack didn't work. Sieg's stunt missed, and once again transferred the hatred of the mysterious knight to himself, just the moment the knight turned to swing his sword. Shoy rolled behind him and raised his long knife to stab the knight in the back of the heart, but it triggered a mysterious impact of force enough to withstand the bullet, and directly sent the shock flying.

Seeing that both regiment commanders were in danger. Nabal and I could no longer sit idly by. While Polcha drew his sword and launched an assault, Nabal and I also pounced on the mysterious knight dozens of paces away.

"Don't come here, you three!"

Sieg seemed to sense something, and stopped us from approaching, but it was too late, and the blood-rusted arc knife and golden hatchet struck the knight from both sides, slashing at the knight's ribs at the same time, and the inexplicable shockwave spread out of the hard armor again, sending Nabal and Porcha flying out. Some distance away from them, I was also lifted by the strong wind, swirling in the air and landing on the sand.

When I opened my eyes again. A feeling of wanting to vomit took over my mind, and the scene in front of me was spinning, but I still noticed something unusual, the mysterious knight disappeared, leaving only traces of the battle, and the fog around him was slowly dissipating, the thin black mist that pierced the clouds pierced the clouds and shone on the beach, and the noisy sound of the waves was also spread in all directions, and it returned to its original appearance.

The crew with me was still loitering nearby, and they quickly arrived at the scene and carried the wounded sailors back to the Goshawk, while Porcha and Nabal cleaned up the broken tent. After this hard battle, Sieg was already exhausted, threw the wolf knife in his hand everywhere, and lay back on the beach to rest.

Shoy had said something to Nabal, and then he came to Sieg's side and asked in a sarcastic tone.

"That guy...... When you were caught up in the fog, you saw through the illusion he cast, which is not something that can be done for the first time. ”

Sieg nodded, turned his head to look into Xiao Yi's eyes, and asked, "Then what about you, Commander, why show mercy to this guy's men, if the fierce battle starts with full firepower, we may be able to take him down." ”

Both of them seemed to have their own agendas, but Sieg finally confessed: "I saw this guy once in the Holy Church, and I suspect that he is from Delacro, because they appeared in the Holy Church Library at the same time that day, and used the same methods as this time...... Anyway, let's stop talking about this. ”

"That's right...... I don't know his purpose, but I have a hunch that we'll encounter this guy again in the near future. His weapon, along with the demonic armor, was exactly the same as the man he had been three years earlier...... But it's impossible, he's dead......"

She sat on the sand with her knees crossed, her eyes revealing a hint of longing for her old friend, and when the Goshawk raised its sails and began to turn around, she got up from the sand and dragged the exhausted Sig to Nabal's dinghy.

By the next hour, the whole group had left the Bay of Death, and the overcast sky had subsided slightly during the night, and the stars could be seen shimmering in the thin layer of black mist, and the water at the edge of the sea was very calm, supplemented by a strong westerly wind, and the Goshawk sailed at full speed along the main sea lane, planning to reach the West Sea Road the next day, for which Nabar returned to the rudder position after a short rest.

A dozen oil lamps lit up the entire deck, and the sailors cleaned the deck by the glow, and some lazy old sailors climbed up to the mainmast to look out at the vista while the novices were busy with cleaning work, and from time to time they drank and clinked glasses and roared a few times, which brought great trouble to the people who were resting on the lower decks, and in a short time a few young men came out of the lower deck in a rage, and complained that the old drunkards should keep their mouths shut.

The old crew members, led by Dean, looked at each other, and spilled the sugar cane wine in their cups with a little disappointment, and the sailors on the deck were so angry that they saw that the freshly washed part was stained with wine again, and immediately stood with the men who had been woken up, and threatened to let the captain do justice, and demanded that the boatswath step down too much.

Nabal didn't care about the dispute between the old and new crew, and persuaded everyone who was in a state of anger. asked Dean and the other old seamen not to forget to be considerate of the newcomer, and continued to take the helm of him.

Although there was another quarrel, the overall atmosphere on the ship was quite harmonious. The crew knew that the trip would not be safe, but the thought of seeing several famous pirates on this trip made them no longer afraid of any danger, and the race against the Drua West Expedition had become the main target of the Goshawk, and whoever could reach the city of Gronia first could have a decisive impact on the outcome of the battle.

"Hey. Throw me the hammer. ”

While the sailors on deck were busy, Shoey and Porcha were sorting out their equipment at the bottom of the ship, apparently not having much regret about what had happened during the day. In order to prevent encounters with enemies during the voyage, she thought of deploying the ship's heavy weapons in advance in case of emergency.

When she had hammered a few spikes into the fir frame, Porcha struggled to put a section of the ballista onto the finished bracket and pushed forward with all his strength. He put the whole heavy crossbow on the movable pedestal. In addition, there are seven ballistas waiting for the two to be reinstalled, which is really a lot of work.

"The old seals' gang is really lazy, if these shelved ordnance had been used earlier, the Goshawk would have been as strong as the last time we traveled west!"

Porcha knocked on his aching shoulder, and complained about Nabal from time to time, in fact, the equipment had been shelved since the Goshawk was destroyed in the Ingres Islands, and in the days after the ship was repaired, there was little chance of naval battle with a powerful opponent. So I haven't used it yet.

"Okay, the first one on the port side is finished~ there are still seven positions to install. Let's go!"

"Captain, you're really...... You've just hammered a few nails! I'm doing the heavy work!"

Shaw had already run away humming a tune, Porcha had to complain a few words, and had to continue to help, and it took the whole night for the two to finally install all eight ballistas in the early morning, just in time for the sunrise, which can only be admired from the sea.

Back on the main deck, the burly figure at the rudder had disappeared, and as a man who paid attention to a steady routine, Nabal returned to the cabin for a good nap after staying up all night, and I hurried to hold the rudder and observe the chart to relocate the current coordinates. In fact, this is not much necessary, under the reflection of the morning light, several Nord patrol ships and a large merchant ship have entered our field of vision, which shows that we have successfully sailed into the Saikaido, and we only need to continue sailing along the main channel as planned.

In the face of the harsh sun, most of the sleepless sailors went back to the cabin to rest, and the early sailors gathered on the deck to watch the sunrise, and just as Xiao Yi also came to the deck with a bag of dry food, she raised her hand to block the dazzling morning sun, and sat down on the wooden box next to the mast to enjoy breakfast.

"Lemuel, I've finished loading my ballista!

I was a little embarrassed by the question, and I didn't know how to answer her, not to mention her self-aggrandizing tone, so I pretended not to hear it, and ordered the crew to lower a set of sails to prepare for the morning.

Realizing that he was being ignored, Shaw snorted, walked through the crowd to the stern of the boat with an unhappy face, and shouted at me at close range, "Really, discuss something serious, I should have found Nabal." So Lemuel, if we don't get to Gronia before the Druas, will we have to win the Dark Fleet by naval battle?

"I think we should be able to get there, Nabal has already discussed with the other pirate leaders, and the pirate guild will directly intervene in this war, because once the Druas have mastered Dabaran, there will be no more pirates in the territory, which is unacceptable to the pirate leaders. ”

I explained to her some of the Pirate Guild and revisited some of the details that Nabal had overlooked, and Shaw nodded in satisfaction and began to conceive of a new plan.

"The Druas are not good at naval warfare, and will definitely use knights as the core to decide the battle on land. Although the city of Gronia is rich, it still needs the resources of the civilian villages scattered throughout Dabaran, and the Dark Knights must have known this before they set out on the expedition, so they should not bring too much military rations, as long as they prevent them from plundering the fields in the interior of Dabaran, they can be dragged down in a protracted war, so please be optimistic about my plan when the time comes. ”

Shaw clenched her fists and raised her head to the front, confident in her plans, but no matter how much we asked, she didn't intend to reveal her plans, just kept urging us to speed up to Gronia City. (To be continued......)