On a sunny afternoon, the pirate-occupied Chishui Bay was full of singing and dancing.

The square where the catch was bought and sold was turned into the main venue for the banquet, and Brady, the current "village chief" of Chishui Bay, was humbly inspecting the layout of the venue with the pirate captain Sea Dragon.

Cheerful music adorns this sad little fishing village, and pirates sit on the ground with status-symbolic peaked hats on their heads, wine in hand, and occasionally raise their glasses to the sea dragons.

This flattery pleased the sea dragon, and he stood proudly in the middle of the square, watching the mottled pirates around him with swords in their hands and gambling and drinking like outlaws, and his heart was full of pride.

"Boys, listen to me!"

As soon as the sea dragon spoke, the pirates stopped their entertainment and chanted in unison the name of the Ironbeard Pirates.

"Today's carnival is to welcome the owners of our pirate group." He paused, looked around, and said aloud, "Heir to Ironbeard, Miss Martiel!" ”

The pirates cheered three times in celebration and respect.

Hailong laughed with satisfaction, "Miss Martiel will come to Chishui Bay today to witness the results of our victory!" Have fun, boys! ”

His words brought the banquet to a small climax. The slaves kept bringing out barbecue and wine, and the young women in chains flattered the pirates with glass after glass.

"Playing music! Dance! Brady hurriedly scolded his subordinates and drove the dancing girl to hurry to the stage with a whip.

Not far away, outside the village gate, a dusty man drove an alpaca wagon, wearily approaching the wooden fence gate.

"Open the door, I'm a disciple of the 'Thousand-Faced Enchantress', Herbert!" His voice was already in prostration, "I'm here for help." ”

"Asking for help?" Several pirates guarding the gate looked at each other. Behind them, an old man with a beard looked him up and down: "Miss Martyr's fleet is about to enter the harbor, and the celebratory feast is about to begin." It would be too inopportune to report now. ”

"Out of place?" Herbert looked at him with wide eyes, "My teacher is dying, and you even say that my request for help is out of time?" ”

He said angrily: "I am the patriarch Fermon, I say that if it is out of place, it is out of place!" If there is anything big, we will wait until after the banquet is over. ”

Faemon waved the iron rod in his hand and looked at Herbert warnly.

Herbert had never seen such a ridiculous thing in his life, he gritted his teeth and said viciously: "You dog mongrels are so cold-blooded and ruthless. ”

"Bastard, don't think that you can insult me as a disciple of some kind of enchantress!" Enraged, Fremont rushed forward and raised the iron rod, slamming Herbert on the head.

Herbert was blinded, and he staggered back a few steps. Covering the blood on his head, he looked up at Faimon and then at the door, and suddenly felt his vision blurred and his body lost his balance.

He shook his body and struggled to rush towards Femon, "You old fellow, I'm going to kill you!" ”

But before he could take two steps, Faimon's iron rod struck him in the stomach again. Herbert fell to the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

"You bastard, do you still want to fight me?!" Fremont roared angrily, and the iron rod in his hand rained down on Herbert.

Herbert was beaten and covered in blood, curled up on the ground and screaming.

"Disgusting thing, watch me smash your head!" Faemon was so enraged by the call that he picked up an iron rod and was about to hit Herbert on the head.

But a large hand suddenly grabbed the iron rod.

Fermont was stunned, but saw a fist hit his old face.

It turned out to be the pirate captain, the Sea Dragon.

"You're from the 'Thousand-Faced Enchantress'?" The sea dragon punched Faemon and turned to look at Herbert, "Miss Martil wants to see you." ”

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The pirate queen Martiel, sat proudly at the head of the feast.

She was dressed in a luxurious dark blue pirate suit, wearing a sparkling dragon earring, and a red turban wrapped around her head, and her expression was so arrogant that people did not dare to look at her.

"The Black Dream is here?" She asked.

The sea dragon led Herbert, who was covered in bruises, with one hand, and strode towards him like a chicken. He threw him on the ground, "This man claimed to have come to ask for help, and he didn't know what had happened. ”

"Help?" Martiel's grim gaze looked at Herbert, who was lying on the ground, and there was not the slightest pity in his eyes. She asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, what did that stupid woman do?" ”

Hearing Martiel's insult to the Enchantress with a Thousand Faces, Herbert gritted his teeth in resentment and refused to answer the question.

He soon learned a lesson.

Martil grabbed him by the collar and threw a punch!

Although she was a woman, her long life at sea gave her strong arms, and this punch directly injected the soul of the half-dead Herbert.

"The people of the Red Pavilion have breached the Crown Mausoleum!" His voice flowed from the corners of his mouth with broken teeth.

Martil disdainfully abandoned him and sneered, "How can such a weak and powerless woman hold such an important place." ”

Herbert lay on the ground and groaned, "I brought soul power heavy oil, please, go and save her......"

Martil was about to kick Herbert off the head, but suddenly he put his foot down and let the two pirates help him up.

The sudden change flattered Herbert.

Martiel's scimitar was against his jaw, "What did you just say, what did you send?" ”

Herbert didn't know if he had said the wrong thing, and replied with some hesitation: "Soul power heavy oil?" ”

"Hahaha!" Martial suddenly burst out laughing, "Poseidon help me!" ”

The sea dragon laughed, and even the pirates around him.

Such unbridled laughter seemed to advance some kind of celebration of victory.

Herbert looked at them in confusion, not knowing what his expression to make, and could only stand there awkwardly, smiling rather than smiling.

Martil clapped his hands and ordered someone to give Herbert a seat, "Since Hei Yimeng is willing to send soul power heavy oil, then our past grievances will be written off." The Crown Mausoleum will be recaptured by our Ironbeard Pirates! ”

Unexpectedly, there would be such a reversal, and Herbert was vaguely aware of the precious value of these "soul power heavy oils".

"With soul power and heavy oil, our 'land warships' can show their might." Martial waved his hand, "Tomorrow, we will send the 'Destruction Fleet' to attack the Crown Mausoleum. Captain Sea Dragon will personally direct the operation. ”

Herbert ignored all the feuds just now, and hurriedly bowed down to him to express his gratitude.

The sea dragon said calmly, "If you have the power of the 'Destruction Fleet', it will not be difficult to capture the Crown Mausoleum. It's just that whether your teacher will survive or not, I can't guarantee it. ”

Herbert already knew in his heart: "If you live, please save her; If she is dead, avenge her. ”

"Okay." The sea dragon threw him a scimitar, "Then you can come with me and see for yourself the conclusion of fate." ”

Matiel turned to the pirates and raised his glass: "Have fun, boys! After breaching the Crown Mausoleum, all the treasures are ours! ”

As soon as the words ended, the pirates cheered excitedly.