The blood-red slanting sun shone on the undulating sea of white waves, and the dark night on the horizon was ready to move, and the more and more rapid sea breeze whistled, accompanied by the already faintly visible starry sky, the entire sea began to slowly fall into darkness.

On the rolling sea, a small sailboat was violently jolting, and the increasingly fierce sea breeze made the white sails seem to be no longer strong, and the waves slapped the deck, so that the sailors on the ship could only hold the cable in their hands tightly, and then pray that they would not be swept down by the waves.

As the sun sank into the sea, the ship dragged its long shadow across the sea, and the only thing that was confusing was that the ship didn't fly any flags - normally it would be tantamount to telling people that it was a pirate ship, but that the sails bore the coat of arms of the battleship of Turin.

It's getting dark, so it's going to rain...... Little Goodwin, wrapped in a blanket, hid in the cabin, looking worriedly at the already cloudy sky outside - it was clear that what he feared might well happen.

If I hadn't made this trip, I'd probably still be sitting by the fireplace with my mother in the mansion of Turin, drinking hot soup in warm clothes, wouldn't I?" little Goodwin thought in reverie, and then chuckled a little self-deprecatingly—what was the use of thinking about that now, hadn't he already made a choice?

Yes, from that day on, I had given all my allegiance to Lord Edward Witwood...... The attendant who slowly calmed down, but the thoughts in his mind couldn't help but go back to a few days ago.

After the war in Bright Star City finally ended, Goodwin Jr., who had been improvised by Edward on a secret mission, took the key to Otovik's vault. Following the symbols on the parchment map, the passage was found in the midst of the ruins. and the vault doors strewn with blood and the dead.

And just as he walked to the door tremblingly. Only then did I realize that I was being followed - a guy wearing a squire coat similar to his own and a hood, appeared behind him like a ghost, claiming to be a member of the Blood Banner Brotherhood, and most importantly, he knew him!

Because they were also knights' squires, and they were injured, the soft-hearted little Goodwin would occasionally go over to take care of them, chatting by the way, and the two almost became friends after a long time. I couldn't help but pour out their respective whinings behind their masters to each other - in retrospect, it was just creepy!

I told this guy almost everything around Edward!

Then he clarified that he was a member of the Blood Banner Brotherhood, and that the leader Marco Tasker was a subordinate of Lord Edward - little Goodwin, who was beside Edward, was somewhat aware of the existence of the silver-haired wizard, and although he was a little surprised that the remaining Blood Flag Brotherhood would pledge allegiance to the Lord, he was barely able to accept it.

Then, it was this guy who found the manpower to transport all the gold out of the vault and find a way to detain a sailing ship of the Turin fleet. Secretly left the harbor of Bright Star City the night before the expeditionary force started......

"Are you feeling better, Pierre Goodwin?" said with a hint of concern. The squire with squinting eyes and short brown hair walked in, in his twenties: "It looks like it's going to rain outside, how long will it take us to get to the uninhabited island you mentioned?"

"I don't know exactly where, but it's definitely very close. Little Goodwin raised his head with a somewhat dull expression: "Besides...... Thank you for your interest, Ludwig Dorian. ”

"It's just a gesture. Ludwig smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed like hooks: "Then let's all prepare, it's not an easy task to hide a whole shipload of gold." ”

"I'll be ready. Little Goodwin, who looked vigilant, nodded slightly, and then called out to the "Ludwig" in front of him as if he was tentative: "There is something I have always wanted to ask...... Is your name really Ludwig Dorian?"

"Jacob, Arnold, Shay...... It doesn't matter what the name is, whatever you like to call it, it's what we do. Standing in front of the door, "Ludwig" turned his back to the vigilant little Goodwin and gently pulled the door open: "I only know that it is the greatest luck of my life to be able to serve Lord Edward Wittwood, and I do not intend to give up such an opportunity!"

“...... You're right, the name doesn't matter. Little Goodwin nodded silently, "What matters is our loyalty to Lord Edward—no matter how this 'loyalty' may be. ”

"Seagulls, there's a big flock of seagulls in the far east!" came the shouts of the lookout on the deck, and both of them in the cabin subconsciously looked out of the window, and in the churning water, flocks of seagulls circled on a small island.

In this way, in the midst of the turmoil, the cheering sailors pulled into the cable with all their might, and the sailing ship with the Turin coat of arms docked steadily near the island.

Stepping on the soft sand, a smiling Ludwig Dorian stood beside little Goodwin, watching the sailors struggle to drag boats full of boxes ashore, as if remembering something: "Who knows this island but you?"

"No—in fact, even I don't know very much about it, except that it's near the waters from The Hague Harbour to Fort Horn. Little Goodwin shook his head, and he understood what the other party wanted to ask: "It's just that when I was heading from the port of The Hague to Fort Horn, I accidentally found a place and marked it on the map." ”

"I see...... "Ludwig said with a sigh of relief, "then there is nothing to worry about." ”

At this time, the sailors who had been busy for a long time gathered around the captain, as if they were discussing something secretly and walked towards the two people, the smiling captain licked his chapped lips, and his eyes wandered back and forth: "Two adults, we have moved those goods ashore, is it time to discuss the issue of remuneration next?"

"We have already agreed that we will pay you three times as much when we get to the port of The Hague. Little Goodwin suddenly felt that something was not right, and the sailors around him seemed to have surrounded the two of them, and straightened his back a little dazed: "Of course, if you think it's not suitable, it's not impossible to consider adding more......

"you, don't think we don't know what's in those boxes!" the captain's greedy face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted fiercely, "I tell you, I didn't plan to ...... from the beginning"

The shouting stopped abruptly, and a black shadow pierced his throat directly, bringing a line of blood directly out of his mouth, and his stiff body twitched violently - Ludwig, who had just been "relieved", had already pulled out the short knife.

"From the very beginning, I didn't intend to let you out alive......" Ludwig muttered to himself, pulling his crossbow out of his hand, clutching the other sailor who was still stunned in place, clutching his throat and screaming to the ground, the blood spurting out was as violent as a water pump.

Little Goodwin was stunned, as if it were just a moment, and the sailors who had just been ill-intentioned had already fallen in a pool of blood one after another.

"Please, please don't kill me, the captain made us do it, he said that as long as you two are killed, all the gold will be ours!" The sailor, who was completely frightened, sat on the ground, his hands trembling constantly: "Please be merciful, I'm just a sailor, I listen to you, I listen to your ......"

"I just said that...... Ludwig Dorian, a brother of the Blood Banner Brotherhood, shook his head, "From the beginning, I didn't intend to let any of you leave alive. ”

The "poof——! short knife stabbed the sailor in the back of the head, and with only one or two convulsions, it completely turned into a living "corpse".

Little Goodwin, who was standing on the side and was stained red with blood spurting out, stared blankly, and it took a long time to come to his senses. Crazy grabbing Ludwig's clothes: "What the hell are you going to do, they're just ......"

——!!!!Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud bang on the shore, and the moored sailboat was blown to ......pieces in a rising flame!

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