"Chief Carol, please wait a moment. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" After the reception, Carol, who was about to leave, was suddenly stopped by a voice behind him.

Carol looked back suspiciously, as an excellent spy leader, listening to the voice, he knew who the other party was. However, Carol herself doesn't seem to have any intersection with the other party, and she doesn't know what the other party is looking for her.

"Sir Denton, I wonder what you're looking for me?" Eyes hidden in a thin line looked at the knight, Carol investigated the person in front of him very deeply, after all, his Duke suddenly brought such a person back, which made people feel very suspicious.

"Investigate this one for me. Denton, who went straight to the other party, didn't talk too much nonsense with the other party, and directly put a small note in his hand in front of the other party.

The word "Gilly" was clearly displayed in front of the other party.

Unexpectedly, Carol just smiled faintly and shook her head slightly to refuse the other party's request.

"I'm sorry, Sir Dalton. Carol said with a little regret, "I am a spy chief, and I cannot do such a thing without the consent of the Duke or the Regent." ”

"I didn't say I wanted you to do it?" As if expected, Denton just showed him a black badge.

"Don't worry, I'll pay. "The badge shown to the other party is just a slight swing for a moment," and she began to investigate from her hometown, the port of Mandelel in the Dukedom of Nekov. ”

This girl who claimed to be from Port Mandelel made Danton very suspicious, and after the magic guild parted, it never appeared in his eyes again, and he did not attract Denton's attention, but now that the other party has reappeared, he has to be vigilant.

The port of Mandeel is the westernmost port of the Dukedom of Nekov and the westernmost point on the continent of Eyre. This port, once the place where the White Orcs from the west first landed, is also a very prosperous port, with a large number of ships constantly docking here, making it a distribution center for supplies.

But now, it is no longer prosperous, and even the most daring merchants do not have the courage to come here to trade, although the profits are unprecedented, but they must also enjoy their lives.

The pirates of the archipelago from the Westerly Sea have now taken over the area, and it has become the base camp for these pirates to move inland.

The islands of the West Wind Sea were part of Morris more than a thousand years ago, but one day the people who lived here questioned the authority of the supreme deity, the god of time and space. Originally, questioning the authority of the gods was not a big perverse thing, and there are people like this every year, but these people will be fine as long as they don't go too far.

Moreover, the god of time and space, Sefrod, is a very distant existence for all classes on the continent, because Sefrod does not play an important role in people's lives, and his church is still a mysterious organization that does not participate in worldly things.

But the ancestors of these pirates did not know where they got their confidence, and dragged a member of the Church of Sefrode out of the mountains and old forests and burned him to death.

This move was a great provocation to the gods, but without the gods' intervention, the members of the church under them carried out a joint spell to separate the entire area from the El continent and become an archipelago on the vast sea.

The descendants of these former blasphemers have once again followed the path of their ancestors, but now they are no longer challenging the terrifying gods, but four weaker gods, and in addition to this, they have the support of a god.

Fighting and destroying has become the main theme of this port, and these pirates have now become warriors fighting for the gods, and the motives of the past have changed.

The Favonius Pirates were a nation of soldiers, and among those who participated in the raids were the elderly, children, and women. The purpose of their national life has always been robbery, they do not know how to produce and are not suitable for production, this is an extreme society where the strong are respected.

It is for this reason that the originally loose people, consisting of hundreds of different clans and tribes, are now united under the leadership of a strong man.

Nearly 200,000 people, almost all the people of the entire archipelago came here, a force that would have been unimaginable in the old days.

The reveling pirate warriors suddenly stopped their movements, but what the other party was doing now all moved out of the way to make way for their king.

A woman in her twenties walked slowly under the gaze of the fierce people around her, and the gaze of the murderous pirate could not give any pressure to the other party, on the contrary, the pirate next to her would feel a tremor from the soul on the way she passed.

Mary DeRohan was originally the daughter of a pirate leader, but when she was only three years old, her father was killed by Duke Nekov of Fetcherin, and she was adopted by Phentering as a child. When he grew up, he was given the surname of DeRohan, and now the other party is a member of the Derohan family.

It is a cruel irony that the Drohan family, who had ruled the Dukedom of Nekov for centuries, were now being attacked by a pirate surnamed Drohan and were dying.

Although Mary was the king of these pirates, her clothes were completely different from those of the pirates around her, gray-blue slim-fitting hooded robes, white tight pants, and brown leather clothes on the upper body, all of which had the function of fixing weapons, and through these leather two sabers were fixed on both sides of her waist.

Mary's painting style is incompatible with the pirates here, unlike these pirates who live by the sea all day long, Mary's skin is very delicate compared to the people around her, her facial features are exquisite, and the scar through her left eye looks heroic. The murderous aura between the eyebrows was not deliberately hidden, which made the people around him very afraid.

Everyone present did not dare to offend the other party, because the people who questioned the strength of the other party had already become the souls of the other party's swords and joined the army of the other party's undead.

Mary is an apostle of Isrevi, the god of domination and enslavement, and inherits the treasure of the legendary pirate necromancer Edward James Kenway, who once roamed the Westerly Seas and defeated the White Orcs, the Imperial Navy, and the Favonius Pirates. Now Mary has a powerful army of the undead, and it is precisely because of this that the Duchy of Nekov fell so quickly.

The hall of the mayor of the port of Mandelel has now been transformed into a high-level meeting room for this army of pirates and the undead.

The noisy pirates, there was a strong smell of alcohol in the conference room, which made this pirate king very uncomfortable, when did she, who had received a good aristocratic education, endure such a smell of wine?

"Quiet!" he roared in dissatisfaction, and many of the pirates, who had been noisy, stopped their voices, and even the wine that reached their mouths was put in its place.

There were as many as fifty male and female pirates present, and these were the leaders of the 200,000 pirates outside, although these people were all over the place outside, but here they could only obediently bow their heads and obey the orders of the thin woman in front of them.

Originally, there should have been more than 100 people here, but half of them had become immortal spirits who had become immortal because they questioned the authority of the other party, and they worked hard every day and night to kill the enemy.

Mary walked straight to the end of the council chamber, where was the position specially left for her by the pirates, this was the Pirate King's leadership position, and it was also the best embodiment of Mary's leadership.

Sitting lightly on it, although she was called the Pirate King, Mary was obviously different from these rude pirates, and she sat upright and graceful, not like these people who were staggered.

"These people are just a bunch of tools. Mary thought that although she had the blood of this nation in her veins, years of education had transformed her into a person of another nation.

To Mary, these were nothing more than a bunch of savages.

"We're going to attack Nekov tomorrow, you're all right?" Murderous blue eyes swept over the fur-clad and horn-helmeted pirates below, and Mary's question didn't give them much of an answer - agree or die!

"Great ...... King. After a brief silence, an older pirate stood up, perhaps a brave warrior in his youth, but now like a cowardly chicken.

This pirate who came forward surprised Mary, because those who had the courage to oppose her had become the ghosts of her own swords, could there be a fish that slipped through the net?

The hands with deerskin gloves had shifted from the armrests of the chair to the hilts of the double knives, and the body leaned forward slightly, the life and death of the other party completely depended on the next words.

"We ...... Really able to be in Mo ...... Is Reese settled?" the actions of his own king made it impossible for the older pirate to express his words in full.

"Will we really be able to return home?" The pirate finally asked his own question.

This question is also the problem of everyone present, and it is also the greatest expectation of them to fight the enemy now.

Robbery is a high-risk affair, and if it weren't for the situation, who would want to do it for generations? The land on the Zephyr Islands is barren and not suitable for farming at all, and the cold winds from the north turn it into ice and snow every time. The hardships of life led to the birth of this pirate nation.

Who wouldn't be tempted to be able to seek a piece of land in this warm and fertile continent for future generations now?

"You can, as long as you work hard and occupy Maurice, this is our home. Mary assured them.