The attacker [Gunpowder Artist], who belonged to a third party, was still sitting far away on the beach at the end of Liuying Street, not moving.

It seems that the wonderful fireworks show just now has nothing to do with her.

The face under the mask is the same as Byron's.

"I was almost deceived by this old fox.

The pirates I assassinated before me were obviously all small minions who were deliberately pushed out to fool people, and this one is the real big fish.

Redbeard is even stronger than I thought.

It's clear that he's been a member of parliament for two terms, but he still has a hole card that no one knows.

These veteran pirates are worthy of the old fur seals who have experienced countless big waves and sands, and it may be even more difficult to target him next time. ”

In the group of pirates, just by looking at the wanted post, you can roughly estimate a person's strength and danger.

[Low Sequence]: First-Order Squire, Third-Order Wanted, 0-3000 pounds; second-order occupation, second-class wanted, 3,000-10,000 pounds;

[Medium Sequence]: Third-Order Elite, First-Class Wanted, 10,000 to 50,000 pounds; Fourth-Order Hero, Extra-Wanted Criminal, more than 50,000 pounds.

Further up, there are almost no high-level pirates who are wanted.

At that level, you are already qualified to sit at the table and get a piece of the pie from the rulers of various countries in an open and honest manner.

So, when the Overlord wants to get you on the grounds that you have a big killer, you'd better really have!

Iron Anchor Bay knows best that the pirates in the North Sea have long been devoid of fourth-order transcendents, and a group of councillors are all third-order pirates.

[Redbeard] It's hard to say how Edward's true strength is.

But the amount of bounty equivalent to the fourth-order, even if it is only the floor price of the fourth-order, is enough to show how ferocious this scourge is.

"The situation in Iron Anchor Bay is not good.

If this murderer is allowed to be the Overseer, it will definitely not be the luck of the Wanmin. ”

The gunpowder artist turned and left, ready to recheck the control of the hundreds of fortress guns and gunners in the harbor.

As a third-order craftsman, she firmly believes that in this world, range is the truth, and firepower is power.

If they don't solve the problem, it must be because the equivalent of gunpowder is not enough!

It's a pity that she obviously underestimated the determination and ruthlessness of the enemy, and she didn't understand what she and Iron Anchor Bay were about to face.

......

The short days were fleeting.

In a corner of the port city, in an area inhabited by bay residents, a faint light shines through the window of a house.

Two children, one older and one younger, were lying on the edge of the window, looking out through the obviously poorly made glass.

"Sister, I'm hungry. Why hasn't Mom come back? ”

But the sisters' expectations again and again were only exchanged for disappointments again and again.

In the night, which had already been completely dark, the familiar gentle figure never appeared.

At this time of the day, the mother, who worked in the bakery, had returned home and would surely bring them fragrant white bread.

Sometimes there are honey bread with sweet flavor, jam bread with endless aftertaste...

That little surprise is their best memory in childhood.

"Little Amy hold on a little longer, Mom should have something to delay and will be back soon.

If you're too hungry, drink some leftover mushroom soup from midday. ”

My sister, who is only ten years old at most, suppressed the worries in her heart and did not forget to comfort her younger sister.

So the two sisters waited for another half hour, and added firewood to the fireplace in the house, when they were about to fall asleep on the windowsill.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door outside.

"Mommy is back!"

The two sisters happily jumped up on the spot and pounced on the door like two little butterflies.

But when they opened the door together and were about to throw themselves into the arms of their long-waiting mother, they all stopped at once.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?!"

Outside the door was indeed their mother.

But it looked like he had fallen, his clothes were stained with muddy water, his skirt was torn through a hole, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

The woman with a strange pale face raised the basket she was carrying in the crook of her arm, and explained in a somewhat jerky tone:

"I accidentally fell on the road and twisted my foot.

I didn't meet any acquaintances, so I finally walked back alone, and the children helped me in. ”

The two sisters' doubts about why their mother had come back so late suddenly disappeared.

Hurriedly stepped forward to take the woman's hand and carefully helped her into the house.

They were so concerned that they didn't realize that their mother's hands were cold, like two ice cubes.

And there was still a trail left in the doorway, the footprints left by repeated pacing like headless flies.

Before they opened their mouths to invite their mothers in the door, each other's feet never were... Hit the threshold!

Two little girls helped the woman to sit on a chair, one brought her medicinal wine, and the other poured her a cup of hot water.

"Mom, I'm so hungry, what are we going to eat tonight?"

My sister, whose stomach was already growling, still couldn't help but be hungry and said coquettishly to her mother.

When I looked up, I saw that my mother was slowly pulling out of the basket, and it was not the sweet white bread I imagined.

It's a bunch of bloodstained knives, forks, axes and saws!

Then I saw my mother, no, it was the one I didn't know what it was, her eyes were green, and the corners of her lips hooked up a wicked smile.

"What are you doing? Come on, mom is going to eat. ”

Hiss——!

The hairs exploded suddenly.

The two sisters have heard a lot of bizarre stories about the sea in this pirate port since they were children, and they are not simple little girls who don't know anything in the backwoods.

Immediately realized that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to turn around and escape from the house, he was shocked to find that the shadow of the "mother" suddenly elongated, connecting all their shadows together.

For a moment, he couldn't even move his fingers, and his frightened expression froze on his face.

Then, the "mother" grabbed a bloody axe on the table and moved it to them step by step.

Look left and right, as if seriously considering which one to eat first.

The two sisters couldn't escape if they wanted to, they couldn't scream if they wanted to, and clear tears slowly passed through the corners of their eyes.

They are sad not only because they are dying, but also because their real mother may have been... Never back.

Seeing that the axe in the hand of the "mother" was raised high, she was about to swing it vigorously towards the more tender sister.

The movement suddenly froze.

The sisters' eyes widened as they saw a faceless white figure emerge from behind the "mother", with her toes under her heels.

A blood-red rune flickered on his forehead.

"It's so noisy, it's unsettling to even have dinner.

Urging and urging, isn't it just killing a [wild hunt]? How can I kill if I can't meet it?

Is it my business whether the bait you sent out dies or not? Isn't there still [Ripper]? ”

At present, the food is about to continue to swing the axe.

It seemed that the person on the other side of the contract had used some kind of coercive means, and the pale figure flickered.

Suddenly, as if being dragged by a rope on the back of the head, it floated out of thin air, and disappeared into thin air all at once.

The soul and life force in the "Mother" were also pulled out by the [Faceling] as he struggled, and submerged into a silver coin with an octopus motif embedded in his chest.

That's what belongs to the Bay Nation group.

Only a roar echoed in the room:

"Damn Redbeard, I'm going to eat you sooner or later!"

The "mother" also fell to the ground in despair.

After a long time.

The sisters' suppressed and helpless sorrows gradually came from the house.

An otherwise happy family was shattered in an instant.

And this is only the beginning of many tragedies in Iron Anchor Bay.