Chapter 33: Respect, Freedom
There was no sadness or joy on Grandin's face, and even the information that suddenly appeared in his mind could not move him.
As if he knew what to do, he waved his hand, and a small round wooden table appeared in front of him, and the pile of coins was also piled on the table with a mysterious pattern.
The 'Akaxia Catalog' has appeared in the Black Lake since now, and it stands behind him like a guard.
Everyone's fate is like a thread, and Arthur is that thread. Grandin provoked a thread in order to grasp the situation of the battle in this sea.
There was no thread on the faces of these crew members. But he didn't stop, and his eyes were soon turned to his only fanatic.
There was an abnormal shadow wriggling around Arthur.
"This attack in the shadows failed because of the turbulence of the ships."
After Grandin finished speaking lightly, he picked up a gold coin and threw it into the lake.
[Admission.] γ
The 'Akaxia Catalogue' turned the pages with a bang.
On board, the attackers had just emerged from the shadows when a large wave came and the boat was tilted. The people hiding in the shadows had to abandon their plans for a sneak attack and keep their balance instead.
Grandin only glanced at it, and immediately concluded that this was the extraordinary person of the 'Assassin' path, as her overly bright appearance had already said it all.
Arthur was startled, but he reacted immediately, and he raised his scimitar sideways, keeping his guard on guard. The crew, whose faces could not be seen clearly, also gathered around at the same time.
The 'witch' suddenly smiled, and that extremely beautiful smile was like a blooming sun. Everyone's movements began to slow down, and some even dropped their knives and guns as a result.
"Because of the torrential rain, the desires of the people were extinguished."
Grandin spoke calmly, and this time he put in 2.
[Admission.] γ
"Crackle!"
The lightning that shook any evil spirit danced like a thunder snake, and the rain that suddenly became heavier fell on the heads of the people like bullets, and these raindrops completely woke up the people who were in a state of confusion.
The 'witch' face froze, and she secretly gritted her teeth, and she was soon besieged by many people.
After the strongest man was entangled, the scales of victory had begun to tilt in favor of Arthur, and the resistance on the ship became weaker and weaker.
"Bang!"
The two ships on the side of the board collided violently after some tugging.
"Because of the violent collision, all the mirrors on the ship shattered."
Grandin sealed the 'witch's means of escape, for which he invested 4 gold coins.
[Admission.] γ
The Book of Akaxia has turned another page.
There was a faint sign of deprivation in his spirituality.
The battle continued, and a faceless crew member carried a light spear in his hand. When the Witch parried Arthur's attack, he threw the spear of light!
The 'witch''s face changed, and she just wanted to use the mirror double to dodge the attack, but she was shocked to find that all the mirrors on the ship were broken!
The Assassin's potion allowed her to dodge the point, but her left arm was completely pierced. The spear shattered, blasting another bloody hole in her shoulder.
This undoubtedly puts her at an even greater disadvantage.
"The swaying hull and the vertigo from the blood loss made her cast fail."
Grandin indifferently threw in the last 8 gold coins.
[Admission.] γ
Black flames and ice gathered around the 'witch' on the ship, but her face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out of her mouth, and her spell failed!
The black flame and the snow melted into the air at the same time. There was a panic on the 'witch's face, and the delicate expression was very cute.
Unmoved, Grandin made his final verdict:
"Failed spell casting brings backlash; The continuous bleeding from the wound made her injuries even worse. Eventually, she lost control. β
After saying that, Grandin got up and plucked a fruit of doom from the 'numerology tree' behind him, and he threw the fruit into the lake.
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; At this moment, he was like a god in the heavens.
"This is her fate."
[Destiny Chosen!] γ
The 'Akaxia Catalog' snapped shut.
The 'witch', who was still insisting on fighting, froze for a moment, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face. Her delicate and bright face began to distort, and her legs twisted together like twists and merged into a single tail. She fell to the ground and screamed.
After she lost control, Arthur and the crew beat it into a sieve before the newborn monster could adjust to its body.
Grandin was in mid-air, watching quietly.
The death of the 'witch' brought the naval battle to a complete end.
The crew, whose faces could not be seen clearly, began to methodically clean up the traces.
Grandin saw that the surviving traffickers on the slave ship were bound hand and foot, and they themselves became slaves.
The scarred slave ship was dismantled, and everything that could be used was packed up and taken away.
And the waterproof tarpaulins were distributed by them to the frightened 'boatmen'. These 'boatmen' were huddled in families, and they were transferred to the three-masted schooner shrouded in fog through the gangplank between the two ships.
Grandin endured the headache caused by his lack of spirituality, and smiled.
"In the early morning of July 8th, the eternal recorder, the belonging of endless fate. He is the source and He is the end. He first showed His power in a nameless sea. β
Grandin read the passage like a narrator, and then thought it was a little funny, "I won't praise myself like that." β
β......β
Why should I be funny?
Why should I laugh?
It's a fact.
Grandin's eyes deepened, and a round of golden quicksand slowly flowed in his eyes, and this layer of quicksand eventually covered his entire pupil, and his eyes turned dazzling gold.
At the same time he lost all joy and anger.
His gaze turned to the three-masted galleon, irritated by the unrealistic fog surrounding its hull.
"Get in the way!"
An emotionless voice spat out of his mouth.
The fog around the three-masted galleon, as if frightened, wriggled and dispersed in all directions, revealing part of its hull.
The ivory hull of the ship is very beautiful, even if some parts have been damaged and charred after the baptism of fire.
The various supplies that the crew had dismantled from the slave ship were piled up on the gaps that had been blasted out by the shells. Then, as if going back in time, the hull was quickly restored to its entirety.
"It's beautiful."
Grandin reached out to it, he wanted to collect the ship.
He didn't have the slightest doubt, he knew that as long as he made his own move, he could bring this ship through the air.
"Wow!"
The baby in the arms of a stout, bronzed woman suddenly let out a cry???.. Com
The sound was contagious, and more and more people were crying loudly, including women and men with thin yellow faces. These 'boat passengers' are venting their emotions in this way.
Grandin's outstretched arm suddenly stopped, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
Who am I?
I am......
I'm Grandin Ode!
The splendor of humanity returned to him again.
"Ha, hahaha!"
This time, he finally laughed heartily.
"Respect, freedom!"
......
Arthur, who was directing the crew to carry supplies, suddenly listened attentively as if he had a feeling, his expression was reverent, and he raised his head and said:
"To freedom!"
On that beautiful ship, the cheers finally merged into oneβ
"To freedom!"