Chapter Ninety-Nine: Beheading (1)
As night fell, the moon climbed into the sky, swaying with flakes of cold silver light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoUnder the bright moonlight, you can clearly see the undulating waves of the sea, the blue waves are thousands of miles, as far as the eye can see, the sea breeze blows, and the waves gather and disperse with silver-white broken light.
The darkness enveloped all the scenery inside, and hundreds of warships lined up in formations, large and small, spread thousands of yards from left to right, forming a combined fleet unprecedented in the history of the Uncharted Sea
The majestic majesty of the super-large fleet ran through the wind and waves, like ink staining the sea that gradually blackened the sea, and quickly approached the sea in the direction of the Ghost Islands.
In the command room of Blackbeard's fleet flagship, the thick-lipped beauty pirate under Whitebeard stood in front of everyone across a conference table, looking at Yalei with straight eyes and a face full of surprise, and then turned his gaze to the people behind him after a few seconds:
"You're going to take these people to the Labyrinth of Silence?"
"On their territory, if those undead have murderous intentions, then it doesn't matter how many people I lead. The black-haired knight rested the elbow of his left arm on the armrest, his hand clenched into a fist and his face rested, sitting on the head of the command room, looking at the female pirate with a pair of eyes, while explaining reasonably.
"So, as the supreme commander of the fleet, why did you go to the lair of the undead yourself?" the female pirate Waidibe propped up on the table with her hands, bent down on her waist, and stared intently at the pirate in front of her.
"The Combined Fleet has approached their portal, blocking the entire sea area northwest of the Ghost Islands, with a vigorous attitude of causing a military disaster. If we don't regress and release our sincerity, how can those undead believe in the sincerity of our peace talks?"
The black-haired knight was still at ease, and his answer was reasonable.
"I always feel ...... There's something very different about you than we are."
Waitibe's eyes narrowed, as if to close the distance between them, and leaned forward, until he almost fell on the table. With this action, the collar of the short shirt on her chest was stretched open, and the two plump and straight white rabbits almost broke through the neckline, revealing a white and smooth career line.
"Yes, because I was the commander of the first Combined Fleet. ”
Yalei stared at the beautiful scenery in front of him, his gaze gradually moving upward, and as soon as he made contact with the female pirate's bold and fiery eyes, he showed an appreciative smile.
"We look forward to your triumphant return. ”
The female pirate spit out a little tip of her tongue at the end of her speech, licked her plump red lips, and threw a wink without hesitation. Then regardless of the different expressions of everyone, he twisted his hips and turned around, and left the command room in a graceful manner.
Pirates...... They are very open to each other.
If you are pleasing to the eye, you are pitiful, you are in a bad mood, or you are simply interested, you can have a friendship cannon at any time.
This style of life is the same for the pirate leader, but the pirates who have mixed up at this level are more or less quirky. The male boss is okay, it's a big deal to rob the women of the islanders, and it's good to train them to meet their own tastes.
Female pirates, especially pirates of Waitibe's level, are not easy to find an ideal date partner. The islanders and natives can't look down on it, and the pirates are rich in crooked melons and cracked dates, and they want a cannon that looks reasonable.
Yalei, the sea thief Blackbeard, is naturally much stronger than the frustrating one in the original, and it can be said that it is more like the original than the original. In the past, when I had black lines, I often scared children to cry, not because they were ugly, but because they looked particularly fierce and fierce.
Now as the black-haired knight is becoming more and more mature, the fierce spirit when he was immature has been reduced a lot, although it is still not very popular with girls, but it is very in line with the public's impression and expectations of the superior.
Even if there is a loss of baldness and makeup at this time, even if you don't do anything here, you can still make people feel that they are very good-looking, not angry and arrogant, and they are not at the same level as the idle pirate leader at all.
If he had the heart, the female pirates he picked up would probably be able to form a small fleet - it's a pity that there are big cats in the house, and they can make a fuss if they smell the vinegar if they don't have anything, and if something really happens, the consequences are unimaginable.
......
"Haha!"
After watching Waitibe leave, Kara laughed maliciously twice, and was about to say a joke between men. Before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a sharp needle-like glint scraping on his face, and there were large goosebumps on his body.
He turned his head suspiciously, his eyes just met Lydia's cold eyes, his throat suddenly became dry, and he immediately swallowed the meat joke into his throat, and his face was replaced with an indignant expression:
"Boss, that woman actually flirted with you!"
"Then let her tease......"
Yare's attention was clearly not on this matter at the moment, he was holding a tawny parchment scroll that the female pirate had just handed over, and was perusing the contents of it—it was a letter from Ghost Island that had landed near Whitebeard's fleet and had been sent to him as the commander-in-chief.
"What does the letter say?" asked Bruno, sensing that his expression was becoming more and more wrong, and asked a little nervously.
"Didn't say anything...... Ask us to anchor our fleet thirty nautical miles away from the Ghost Islands and wait for their next instructions...... It's ridiculous!"
The black-haired knight tore the parchment in two and threw it on the table, closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and then spoke:
"Nancy, help me draft a letter. ”
"Good!"
The girl replied crisply, quickly found a parchment roll and spread it on the table, took out a quill pen, dipped it in ink and waited for the following.
"Tell the undead that I'm only giving them two hours. Either negotiate with me in person, or wait for the war, the place of negotiation can be designated by them, and our envoy team is only seven people, not including any sea pirate except me!"
......
Half an hour after Yalei's reply was fired, a small paddle boat came from the direction of Ghost Island, which didn't look badly rotten, as if it had just become a ghost ship not long ago.
The members of the small ghost ship were wraiths, eight skeletons wrapped in leather armor, rowing in front of the Combined Fleet with the envoy flag. With a nautical mile or so to go, the ghost ship ceased sailing and anchored on the opposite side of the fleet.
The resentful spirit at the head floated up and slowly flew into the air, letting out a piercing scream:
"O living who have been carried away by the rage, please stop at once this aggressive advance and renounce all provocative actions, or you will be severely punished by the undead army. On behalf of the will of the kings of the awakened, I grant your humble request to visit the King of the Dead in the Labyrinth of Silence. ”
Soon after the words fell, Yalei and the others sailed to the opposite side of the ghost ship in a light boat, demanding to go to the Silent Labyrinth immediately to negotiate.
After verifying their identities, the Wraith Messenger demanded that they give up all their belongings, not even any ornaments such as earrings and necklaces, before welcoming them onto their ship. (To be continued.) )