It is not the individual who lives forever, but the hope that the world can live forever?

The goal of the Eternal Life Society is really unexpected......

But Wayne was still a little skeptical, after all, judging from the information he had received, most of those members were as willful as Clea, and some of the deeds he had done made it difficult for him to associate the Eternal Life Society with such a goal.

"If eternal life is really what you say it is, I will seriously consider it."

What to consider?

Of course, I thought about making a contribution appropriately......

"I'm looking forward to it." Claire gave him a deep look, then turned to look at the stern guards.

Wayne nodded noncommittally, looking at the guards as she did.

I have to say that the noble lady still has some ability...... Well, it's also very fast.

“…… To sum up, the cumbersome and useless etiquette of the aristocracy is not suitable for us. Therefore, I have decided to design a set of etiquette actions for Lord Claire that are in line with her identity and do not lose the inherent rules, so as to show off the demeanor of our escort! ”

Although Vivian wears a less ornate set of guard leather armor, the training she has received since childhood has made her extremely attractive in terms of manners, movements, voice, and tone.

Elegant and dignified, without losing grace, it is probably the temperament that can only be cultivated by the family that has been inherited for many years.

In contrast, the "Queen" of Claire and the women of the original Storm Hunter, who were clearly not comfortable with their new status, were a little ......

Well, dwarfed?

That's probably the word!

"What are you thinking?" The newly appointed self-proclaimed queen noticed Wayne's blasphemous gaze and looked at him with an unkind expression.

"No, I just think that when their strength improves, they should be able to become your helpers." Wayne touched his nose, "It's almost time to land, I'll check the situation over there first." ”

"Hmph~"

Claire apparently didn't believe him, but she was satisfied with the new etiquette instructor.

Etiquette that is exclusive to her?

Sounds pretty good......

At this time, Ronan's second mate trotted out and shouted to the two people on the lookout: "Captain, first mate, Dacman Island has arrived!" ”

"Tell them to speed up, and the ship will set sail before noon!"

"Don't worry, they won't dare to delay the ship for a long time!"

Ronan thought for a moment and shouted to the pirates around him again, "Did you hear the captain's request?" Be sure to speed up, and if you don't finish the task before noon, don't think about getting on the boat again! ”

"Yes, Captain, First Mate, Second Officer!"

The pirates on deck were full of energy, carrying tin drums for storing oil and fresh water, stacked on the side of the ship, and waited for the steamship to stop before they could go to the island to buy supplies.

When Wayne had finished speaking, he looked at the Dacman Island not far away.

The coastline is not long, and there is a harbour on the side, with dozens of two-masted galleons and several three-masted galleons docked on the side.

However, their sails are tucked away on the masts, and their logos are not visible. However, from the image of the bow or the image of the ship, the identity of the owner of the sailing ship can be roughly judged.

For example, some of the bows of the abyssal distortions with apparently hideous tentacles belong to pirate identities, while some of the austere, or simply vague, statues of the Storm Lady belong to the merchant ships of the city-state.

It's just that when his spiritual perception covered the past, the scene above made him frown.

At a junction near the port, there were more than a dozen wooden poles on the side, and a person who could be judged to be a corpse was hung on it, and it was perceived that their bodies were withered, like several corpses, swaying gently with the sea breeze.

Not far behind the poles were two rows of wooden houses, and the sounds coming from them were mostly taverns, perhaps early in the morning, with pirates sleeping soundly on tables or lying on the ground.

There are also a few places where weapons are sold and ships are repaired, but they can be seen to be rudimentary.

And farther away, in the deepest part of what he could now perceive at his 10,000 spirit level, there was a spire building that looked like a church—that was where he frowned.

In a space of only 200 square meters, layers of corpses were piled up, taking up almost the entire interior space of the church.

The outlines that came back from my mind were men and women, old people and children, most of them with hideous expressions on their faces and stiff round eyes.

Not only that, but Wayne also sensed that the height of the mountain of corpses was slowly decreasing, as if something was devouring them below.

But when he tried to continue to explore the underground, he didn't respond, thinking that there was a magic circle underneath that was isolated from perception.

Only isolated from the underground, but the corpse above is unreservedly perceptual for anyone to perceive - tsk, the practice of covering up and stealing the bell!

Is this a sure that no one will attack them, or is it a trap for the righteous?

Perceiving there, Wayne calmly asked, "Ronan, the situation on this island?" ”

"Situation?" Ronan glanced at Dacman Island uncertainly, "It's an ordinary supply island, and there are some natives on it. ”

However, Claire, who was observing the escort training next to her, noticed that something was wrong with Wayne's tone, and a trace of doubt flashed on her face, what was on that island that provoked him?

She had just sensed the island, and found nothing but a few drunken pirates.

"Aborigines?" Wayne thought of the mountain of corpses he had just seen, "Are they wearing thick silk robes with braids on their heads?" ”

Ronan had a slight look of astonishment on his face, "Captain, have you seen those Kerman people before?" ”

Isn't this redhead captain going to sea for the first time?

"Kerman?"

"It is this group of people who live on the island of Dakman, they call themselves the Kerman people, and 'Da' means 'heroic' in their lineage, so this island is also called 'Heroic Kerman'"

"Heroic Kerman ......"

Wayne looked at the island, his mental perception sweeping over and over again, this time even beneath the ground.

One, two, three...... Five places with isolation circles.

Claire asked, "Did you find anything?" ”

"There's something to discover," Wayne thought for a few seconds, then took out his pocket watch and looked at the time—eight o'clock, and muttered, "You stay here, I'll take a look." ”

"I'll go too!"

It must be interesting to be able to make him show such an expression~

"You ......"

Wayne hesitated, knowing what she had guessed, "Then you follow me, well, do you still have a puppet?" Leave one on board. ”

"Oh?" Claire raised an eyebrow, "Dangerous?" ”

"Not sure, but there should be some weird stuff up there, just in case."

"Oh? Then I really need to prepare a few puppets......" Claire looked at the pirates on deck.

"See a couple of ugly-looking three-masted galleons over there? They. ”

With that, Wayne jumped off the lookout and told Ronan about his plans.

"You still need to say it~" Claire glared at his back dissatisfied, glanced at a few ships not far away, and said in a tone full of disgust: "It's really ugly, then you guys~"

Not long after, the steamship came to a halt in the harbor, and several pirates jumped to the dock and pulled arm-thick chains, hooking them around the protruding iron pestles on the ground.

"Willen, secure the Ronan!"

"Okay, second mate."

Willen was the ship's boatswain, a rugged and equally rough-looking pirate, with scarred dark skin, a missing front tooth in his mouth, and a slightly leaky speech.

But he is the most powerful transcendent on this steamship except for Ronan.

After Ronan finished speaking, he looked at Wayne again, and asked hesitantly, "Captain, are you sure you don't need me with you?" ”

"With Willen here," Wayne said lightly, "You stay and guard this ship, and if you find that the situation is wrong, you will sound the whistle, and I will be the first to arrive." ”

"Don't worry, second officer, with me with the captain, there will be no problems!" Willen patted his chest and assured, a smile appeared on his face, how hideous it looked.

"With your strength, it's hard for me not to doubt ......"

Ronan said in his heart, the captain will definitely not have an accident, you may not be, boatswain......

"Hurry up, I can't wait to see the island."

Claire led a few pirates over and took them to a corner on the deck to crouch, "Captain, you're right, not only are their ships ugly, but so are these people. ”

Wayne glanced at her, jumped off the steamboat, and headed for the island.

At this time, there were already people on Dacman Island, most of them pirates with a hangover in the tavern, who came out to check on the ship.

At first, they were unimpressed by the arrival of Wayne and his party.

But soon, they realized that something was wrong.

"Red, redhead?!"

"Lady Storm is up there, it's Ronan, I know the steamship, and Boatswain Willen!"

"What, what redhead? He's the redhead who killed Captain Henrik of the Storm Hunter? The new captain of the Ronan?! ”

Oh?

Wayne was surprised by the pirates' reaction, he knew that the killing of Henrik had already been revealed, but he didn't expect it to spread so quickly.

"The captain has a reputation~"

Claire looked at the pirates with interest, and felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, as if watching a powerful wizard be born before her eyes.

"I hope there are no ......"

Wayne didn't think it was a good reputation, and if he could, he would rather not.

Unfortunately, there are many things that he can't control, including the city-state of Caster, and the killing of Henrik.

And the Ronan, who was following the two of them, also looked proud.

This is the case at sea, how strong you are is secondary, and following a captain with great strength and great prospects is more in line with the expectations of most crews.

Although they may face the Black Pearl's targeting, or even hunting, they are still the envy of other pirates.

In the law of the deep sea, there is never room for the weak to live, and Mu Qiang is an eternal and unchanging law.

"Hey, Willen, you're a bastard of good luck."

Boatswain Willen had a smile on his face, and the worm-like scars were much kinder.

"Luck? That's Lao Tzu's strength! ”

When Wayne and his party left the harbor, one of the pirates in the crowd quietly returned to a two-masted galleon and took out a sealed box from the mezzanine at the bottom of the ship.

After carefully taking out the organ of a human ear in the box, he whispered, "Captain Redhead, in Dacman Island!" ”

Then, without hesitation, he put his hand over his ear, as if to seal the message.

Crunchy.

Then a few chewing sounds rang out, and the pirate turned pale, gritting his teeth and not making a sound.

"Ho ho, hard, bitter ......"

When the pirate heard this, his sweaty face showed a flash of joy, and he quickly put his ear into the box.

It's done, the 100 gold pound prize is in hand!

On the other side, Wayne didn't know that his whereabouts had been passed on by someone with a heart.

"Captain, the oil is in the repair shop over there, and the fresh water is a bit more troublesome, so you need to follow the stone road behind the repair shop until you reach the hill behind, where there is a sweet spring......

Willen stood hunched behind Wayne's side, whispering about the procurement of supplies, "Thanks to the Captain, if you hadn't raided the Storm Hunter before, it would have taken us a day to prepare all the supplies. ”

Wayne waited for him to finish before he glanced at the people around him and asked, "You just said that you were going to the hill over there?" ”

The hill is also a place where spiritual perception is isolated, that place?

[You are locked by Adruto Watson's killing intent.] Rating: Interesting...... Reward: +2 survival points. 】

[Note: Eyeless Monster, a deformed transcendent person, blinded by the pollution of killing intent, when he devours his own eyes, he will become a Eyeless Monster with no self.] 】

Eyeless?!

Wayne's steps paused for a moment, and his spiritual perception instantly covered everyone around him, the tavern, the repair shop, the steamer in the harbor......

It turns out that the Eyeless Monster is like this - it is not really without eyes, but a monster that gouges out a pair of eyes of other creatures and puts them in their own eye sockets, pretending to have eyes.

"Did you find a problem?" Claire's tone was full of excitement, as if she had found her prey.

"Well, there's a problem."

Wayne's gaze looked behind the repair shop, and the Eyeless Monster was behind a tree not far from the hill, its eyes that clearly did not match its sockets, only the size of a fingernail.

Its body is covered with a layer of gray scales from the neck down, each of which opens one at a regular interval, as if breathing.

"Those, it doesn't feel like an aberration."

"It's aberration...... But the transcendent. "Wayne is more concerned about the words 'lose yourself' on the panel.

"The Transcendent? That's even more interesting! Claire snapped her fingers, her body slowly sinking into the shadows.

Willen and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they were about to pull out the musket hanging from their waists.

"You go on," Wayne raised his hand slightly, motioning for them not to move, "I'll just go there with the first mate and have a look." ”

“…… Got it. ”

With that, Wayne dodged away and disappeared in front of Willen and the others.

"Boatswain, what are we going to do now?"

"Didn't you hear the captain? According to the plan, the oil will be sent back to the Ronan first, and the fresh water will be ...... Wait for the captain's notice. ”

……

……

Meanwhile, a five-masted galleon was only a day's voyage away from the Ronan.

"First mate, I've found the redhead's location, he's-"

PS: I didn't add it today, but something came out in the evening, and I'll add it tomorrow. (currently owes five chapters)

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