It's early November.

Although Iron Anchor Bay does not belong to the northern part of the Eternal Night Peninsula, which is in a state of polar night for dozens of days a year.

Every year in November, there is still a very obvious phenomenon of short days and long nights.

The sun rises at ten o'clock in the morning, and by three o'clock in the afternoon it is already pitch black, and the day is only five or six hours old.

But as the day draws closer for the Captains' Council to elect the Pirate Overseers of the North Sea, Iron Anchor Bay is getting more and more lively.

And, for some reason, there are at least one-fifth more corsair ships participating in the captain's council election this year than in previous years.

It's not just the berths inside the harbor that there are countless pirate flags flying.

Even the anchorage, where the conditions are simple and there are no trestle bridges, are crowded with all kinds of pirate ships.

The massive flow of people naturally brings a huge amount of wealth.

As a quality customer who is mostly not short of money and never saves, countless pirates have made all walks of life in Iron Anchor Bay prosperous like never before.

"Welcome to Night Casino!"

"Gentlemen, we have the hottest girl and the most mellow rum in our tulip love, and you are satisfied! Come in! ”

"We at the Pink Theater have found beauties of all races.

Ballet dancers on the East Coast, belly dancers on the West Coast, indigenous war dances on the Bantaan Islands... We have everything you can think of. ”

"I don't dare to say anything else, but the girl from our succubus hut must be... Wear the least !! ”

"Oh——!"

Just after the afternoon, the sun set on the horizon, and groups of pirates immediately rushed into the street of Liuying.

And most of them, if they don't spend all the money on their bodies, will definitely not come out again.

However, while business is booming, the law and order situation in Iron Anchor Bay has inevitably plummeted.

The streets of Liuying Street.

A gray-haired sheriff with a worn-out walnut pipe in his mouth took a deep breath of burning, low-quality tobacco.

"Within three days, there were 21 cases of disappearances reported on the Liuying Street that I was in charge of, and there were even some transcendents.

Pirates are fighting for prey, routes, and resources, and their rivals are countless.

Vendetta against each other is a common thing.

Moreover, a large number of pirates have gathered, and the conditions for creating [Legendary Degree] are also better than ever.

The slightest movement can quickly spread throughout the North Sea.

I heard that recently there are [Gunpowder Artist], [Ripper], [Faceling], [Wild Hunt]... And so on a dozen new names popped up suddenly.

Although the warning level has been lowered continuously, as long as there is no open-minded killing, and there are no violent corpses on the streets after the killing, we will not pursue it.

But there are so many pirates this year that by the time the elections begin in the middle of this month, it is not yet clear what the deterioration of law and order will be. ”

Even this official is worried about the law and order that is gradually getting out of control.

Of course, he didn't care about the pirates who were already vicious and licking blood, but for the people of Northland who lived here.

Unlike other people on the continent, they never converted to the Church.

The people who still believe in the primitive sect and consider themselves to be the gods of prophecy, kingship and wild hunting, maintain the most primitive living conditions of the people of Northland Bay.

It is said that ordinary civilians have been affected by fighting in other neighborhoods, and it is not entirely certain which one committed the crime.

[The Ripper] and [Faceling] are the most suspicious, but they are also the most elusive, and the law enforcement team is stepping up the pursuit.

"Although the Captains' Council, the navigators, and the vigilante had been prepared in advance, they could not stop the pirates from exceeding expectations.

And it always feels like the wind is not going in the right direction within the Captain's Council.

Alas, Lord Whale Hunter, where have you been?

If you, the Pirate King of the North Sea, had the Iron Law of Kingship and the Guards suppressing Iron Anchor Bay, how could this situation get out of control?

Although the eldest lady is a genius in the transcendent realm, she is already a transcendent in the middle sequence at a young age.

But the current Overseer of our Wanmin is about to leave her post in bad health, and she alone can't stop those big pirates who are about to move. ”

The Pirate King of the North Sea, the Whale Hunter, the Navigator who guards the port gates, and the Sheriff are all from the island's bay people.

Deeply bound to this last pirate port in the North Sea, one is prosperous and one is lost.

The Sheriff was a member of the Pirate Throne ship before he retired, and he was also a transcendent member of the [Pirate] profession.

How could he not see the crisis that even the old Hans, the shipwright, could see?

"Uncle Webb, why are you sighing again? What about the former Pirate King crew?

Come, I brought you a bottle of good wine, the weather is getting colder, try it? ”

A plain-looking, characterless young man sat down on a bench next to the sheriff and handed him a bottle of Bacardi rum.

The latter took the wine very naturally and poured himself a large sip.

While exhaling a strong sip of wine, he didn't forget to glance at the young man.

"It is certainly not because of conscience that a miser or miser like you can take the initiative to offer his courtesy.

Come to think of it, two days ago, I suddenly begged my uncle to do something, to find information on the entry of all the Hattings privateers? What is the purpose of this visit? ”

Hearing this, Gus not only didn't have any embarrassment, but climbed up the pole and rubbed his hands to flatter:

"It's worthy of Uncle Webb, who watched me grow up, and sure enough.

Nothing else, it's just that the [Whalebone Talisman Mute] you gave me last time is no longer valid, you see..."

The sheriff casually threw him a talisman made of whale bone, and impatiently drove away:

"Okay, I don't have much quota, you save some money when you steal chickens and dogs, get out, get out..."

Looking at the back of Gus who was about to disappear, he was still relieved after all, and reminded:

"If you get into trouble, run, don't expect me to wipe your ass! Do you hear that? ”

As an elder, his advice is also full of Wanmin style.

Others tell juniors not to get into trouble when they go out, but as a sheriff, he clearly instigates Gus, as long as he is not caught, he is not in trouble.

"Got it, uncle!"

I saw Gus waving his hand disapprovingly, and he suddenly disappeared after just three steps.

Sheriff Webb didn't realize that he had almost forgotten Gus.

But I can also clearly feel that this child who has grown up since he was a child seems to be a little different.

After dark, a bar street in the other corner of town.

A man with a scimitar at his waist and an eye patch in one eye, very much in line with the typical image of a pirate, staggered into an alley with a wine burp.

He was followed by two of his men, looking around vigilantly.

"Why did the captain order us to return to the ship at night to rest?

I've just drunk it, and you're really disappointed! ”

The two men tried to persuade the drunkard with bitter faces.

"Mr. First Mate, it's not like you don't know that recently that [Wild Hunt] suddenly appeared and launched a frenzied attack.

Among the victims are ordinary pirates, but there is also no shortage of transcendents.

Just now, the captains have gathered all the information, and it has been determined that the other party is coming for our privateer alliance, and the victims are all our people.

Although you are a powerful first-order [pirate], it is always good to be careful. ”

[Wild Hunt] was originally a legend that has been circulating on the Eternal Night Peninsula for a long time.

A group of ghostly or supernatural hunters chase their prey at will, and no one is immune to them.

It will surely disappear from this world without a trace.

Usually, the appearance of [Wild Hunt] also indicates some natural disasters, such as war and plague.

The body is unknown.

There are various speculations about [Wild Hunt], it may be undead, beasts, and some people say that it is a primitive god.

The King of the Wild Hunt is often regarded as another name for the Bay People's belief in Worden, the god of prophecy, kingship, and the Wild Hunt.

Because in this serial homicide case.

No one had ever seen what the perpetrators were like, and all the victims disappeared without a trace, and none of the bodies were found.

And even the extremely high-level divination technique failed to find any clues from the other party, which is simply not artificial.

The name "Wild Hunt" just spread among the privateers' crew.

Hearing the persuasion of his subordinates, the pirate first mate couldn't help but fall silent, and began to concentrate on the road with his head down.

Who is not afraid of death in a normal person?

However, as he walked, his face suddenly changed.

Because the footsteps behind him quietly... One more!