A day passed quickly.
When they arrived at the Howling Wind Canyon, the masked woman finally left with the young man.
When the two of them left the group, the noble girl immediately lifted the blanket impatiently, and saw that the hard floor of the carriage had long been marked with finger marks. She compared the finger marks on the carriage, then took out a dagger from her waist and directly stabbed the dark floor. This was ebony wood from the north. She used all her strength to stab it, but the depth was not as deep as the finger marks.
The girl picked up the copper stove, looked at the clear finger marks on it, and murmured, "What kind of monster is that man?"
"Is he a barbarian?"
The departure of the two people did not cause any waves. It was as if it was natural for them to come here, and it was natural for them to leave.
No one doubted it, and no one was puzzled.
Only the noble girl in front of him was curious about something, but she did not have too many unusual emotions.
She was not afraid, just curious.
Patter!
Heavy footsteps sounded, and Sir Eden's voice came from outside the carriage, saying in a deep voice: "My master. We're almost at Verdun. I heard that a noblewoman recently came from the Frost Kingdom. She is very active in the noble circle in the south. She is a descendant of Queen Isabella like you. This lady has amazing financial resources. If you want to inherit the title, you need more allies. Maybe you should take the time to meet her. "
The girl put down the copper stove in her hand, tidied up her dress, and slowly said, "Okay. I understand. "
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Shipwreck Bay.
The business of the White Shark Tavern was as hot as ever. Even though the watered wine here was criticized, many people came here not to drink.
This was one of the largest 'dens' in Shipwreck Bay.
As for what kind of business they were doing, you could tell by looking at a group of ferocious guys sitting here.
This was the secret stronghold of the pirates.
Bang!
The door of the tavern was violently pushed open, and the wind and rain outside suddenly blew in. The ferocious pirates sitting near the door immediately frowned, their gazes unfriendly as they sized up the two people who came in. There was a young man wearing a large cloak and a tall woman with a veil covering her face. After sizing up the man, the pirates shifted their gazes to the masked woman. Her large cloak couldn't conceal her tall and slender figure. The curves of her ample bosom and perky buttocks could still be seen. Thus, someone couldn't help but let out a frivolous whistle.
The two of them ignored the pirates.
The young man went straight to the bar counter. He slightly frowned as he looked around. Then, he said in a deep voice, "Tell Ol 'Seadog to come see me!"
Ol 'Seadog?
The fierce-looking bar owner was wiping his wine glasses when he heard this. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that this was his leader's nickname.
However, not many people dared to call him that anymore.
Who was this young man in front of him? He actually dared to call his leader 'Ol' Seadog '? Everyone in Shipwreck Bay addressed him as' Lord Dog '!
Was he not afraid of being skinned alive?
The bar owner looked at Søren from head to toe. Søren looked very young, like an adventurer who had just come out of the woods. Thus, the bar owner's expression suddenly became somewhat unfriendly. Noticing his expression, a few of his thugs quietly surrounded him.
Looks like there's a show to watch!
The pirates in the bar suddenly had a look of schadenfreude on their faces.
"Hmph!"
Søren couldn't help but frown. He noticed that the woman behind him let out a playful chuckle. Immediately, his expression became somewhat unsightly. He turned around and glanced at the thugs beside him. In a flash, his gaze was as sharp as a knife. Then, he saw a group of thugs retreating with pale faces. One of them was so scared that he even sat on the ground.
"Tell Ol 'Seadog to come see me!"
Søren couldn't help but increase his tone. An invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire bar. Everyone who was gloating couldn't help but feel as if their throats were being strangled. They abruptly found it difficult to breathe.
Clatter!
The cup in the bar owner's hand fell to the ground. His face instantly became extremely pale without a trace of blood. He seemed to have thought of something. His whole body trembled as he said, "Yes! … Yes! … Your Excellency! … "
"I'll go now! … "
There was a dead silence in the bar.
The bar owner panicked and sent someone to inform the team leader. He trembled as he came in front of Søren. His whole body was covered in cold sweat as he tried to explain something.
"Arrange a quiet room."
Søren wasn't interested in haggling with this kind of small fry. He glanced around and slowly said, "I want a fast ship tomorrow. Immediately get someone to prepare it."
"Gather the other team leaders nearby. I have something to arrange."
Søren's figure went up to the attic.
After he completely left, the other people in the bar seemed to have regained their ability to breathe. One by one, they gasped for breath. Among them, those who spoke unkind words at the beginning had a deathly pale face.
Your Excellency!
They seemed to know who that young man was.
Then, they were almost scared to death!
…
In the room.
Søren didn't pay attention to the frightened pirates. He waved his hand and signaled them to get out. Søren directly spread out a large map and then pointed at a few places on it. The masked woman looked very interested, but she was very quiet. She just looked quietly and didn't say anything.
"How much strength do you have left?" Søren frowned as he looked at the map and casually asked.
The masked woman thought for a moment and then said, "I'm barely in the realm of legends. The Queen of Spiders' Arcane Field is very strong. It directly affects my soul."
Søren nodded gently and said in a deep voice, "Can you use a large-scale Telepathy Suggestion?"
The masked woman chuckled and nodded, "No problem."
Hurried footsteps could be heard.
When they reached the door, the person outside stopped and calmed down a little before cautiously knocking on the door.
Søren looked up and said, "Come in."
Ol 'Seadog came in.
Behind him were three pirate leaders that Søren was familiar with. Now they were all well-dressed, and Ol 'Seadog was even fatter. It seemed that these people were living very comfortably in Shipwreck Bay.
Søren glanced at them, and Ol 'Seadog's forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat.
At this time.
Søren was not interested in beating them. He just reached out and pointed at the map and said, "Immediately send someone to inquire about the news near Autumnfall. No matter what means you use, I need to know any recent news related to the half-elves immediately. "
Ol 'Seadog wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and nodded heavily, "Rest assured, your excellency!"
"I'll arrange people to do it right away! The news will be sent back soon! "
Søren slightly nodded, then looked at the others and said in a deep voice, "Gather the pirate leaders in the nearby waters and send the news back to the outer islands. Three months later, I want to hold a military parade in Port Mordor! "
Military parade?
Ol 'Seadog and the others showed a trace of doubt on their faces.
Then they reacted with a shocked and excited expression and immediately nodded, "Rest assured, your excellency! I'll send someone to inform the other pirate leaders now! "
A military parade!
This kind of show of force, it seems that only the mainland kingdoms would do this, right?
Is your excellency planning to?
At the thought of this, Ol 'Seadog and the others in front of him couldn't help but look excited because Sir Søren finally decided to take this step.
Tap, tap, tap.
Søren's finger gently tapped on the map. He pondered for a moment and continued, "Let Casa dock the dragonhead warship at Port Tylon and pass the news to Arendelle. Let the Giants lead the pirate fleet back. Since the Princess Royal has returned, the Vrykul pirates are not a problem. Just leave a Chamber of Commerce guard there. "
"Also call back the fleet on the west coast! … Let Scarface pay attention to the movements of the southern islands! … "
"Send the third and fifth fleets to the eastern sea route!"
Søren's finger traced the location of Whiterun, then along the river until it reached the estuary of the southeast sea, he said in a deep voice, "Send someone to inform the eastern pirates! … We may need to pass through their territory after a while! … "
Orders were issued one after another.
Although it was not clear what Søren's plan was, the pirate leaders below felt that his excellency was about to make a big move!
Gathering the power of the three seas, what is your excellency planning to do?
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