The Rose Swordsmanship gave 'Zorro' a vigorous pace.
In the darkness, he was like an elegant dancer, lightly stepping to the beat as he quickly passed through the shadows of the buildings, as if he was a solo dance of the Prince of the Night. Fast and full of rhythm, what was rare was that he didn't attract anyone's attention.
After a while, a group of people pushing wheelbarrows towards the dock entered 'Zorro's' eyes. And this group of people didn't notice that there was an uninvited guest in the shadows behind them.
"You idiots, from now on, watch your mouths, don't say a word! We are only going to the dock to pick up the goods, we don't know anything else. If anyone makes a mistake, don't blame Old Bill for being ruthless! "
Under 'Zorro's' gaze, the leader was a man with messy white curly hair like a lion. He was warning his subordinates in a low voice.
Being swept by Bill's eyes, the lackeys felt as if they were being stared at by a sinister old wolf. They all covered their mouths and nodded to show that they didn't dare.
"Isn't this clearly telling others that there is a problem with them, this bad guy is too unprofessional."
While 'Zorro' secretly curled his lips, he didn't think that Lion Head would be so wronged. Who knew that there would be a night owl like you on this small road at night?
Temporarily not knowing what they wanted to do, 'Zorro' could only silently follow.
If he confirmed that they really wanted to do something bad, he could only knock them out and throw them to the patrolling navy. After all, 'Zorro's' principle had always been: Do good deeds without leaving a name, just kill and not bury.
On the dock.
From the moment the navy led by Elvin saw the late merchant ship until it successfully docked, it had already been an hour.
"Who is it? What are you doing at the dock?! "
At the same time, a group of men pushing wheelbarrows walked out from the direction of Lighthouse Island.
Elvin quietly made a hand gesture and personally led a few marines to the merchant ship that had arrived at the port. Gary led the rest of the people in front of the group of men and questioned the curly haired man.
"Good evening, sir! I am the representative of the Golden Olive Chamber of Commerce, Old Bill. I am here to receive a batch of goods that we have ordered. This is the report we made at the dock management office. You can check it. "The curly-haired man, Barry, said as he handed over a certificate issued by the dock management office.
"It's already so late. Are you sure you want to unload the goods immediately? Can't you wait until dawn to remove it? "Gary continued to ask when he didn't find anything unusual.
It was not that Gary was deliberately making things difficult for him, but the wind and waves tonight were rather strong. The conditions of Lighthouse Island's docks were very ordinary all year round. Furthermore, the lighting was not good, so it was easy for accidents to happen when unloading goods at night.
The curly-haired man immediately looked troubled when he heard this. He bowed extremely low and complained,
"Your Excellency, there's no other way! Tomorrow is the celebration day. Our goods are fireworks to be used on the celebration day. The first batch of fireworks was soaked in water due to poor transportation, so they had to rush to order another batch.
If the fireworks aren't set up properly tonight and the higher-ups blame us, we'll be in big trouble! You must help me. "
Gary saw that he was a little pitiful, but he didn't make things too difficult for him. Moreover, there was indeed no rule that prohibited unloading at night, so he comforted him, "I'll go talk to the captain. It shouldn't be a big deal. You have to be careful. You can't hurt anyone!"
"Yes, yes, yes, we won't give you any trouble." The curly-haired man nodded and bowed to Gary who could be his son. He had a flattering smile on his face. There was no trace of the fierce and domineering attitude he had when he was reprimanding his subordinates.
Gary jumped onto the ship in two steps and came to Elvin's side.
After a while, Elvin had already checked the documents on the merchant ship, including the ship owner, the name and quantity of the goods, the owner of the goods, the time and place of loading, the destination, etc.
The documents that the captain showed were issued by the kingdom's maritime trade department. It was to prove the ownership of the goods on the ship, and also to facilitate the tracking of the merchant ship to prevent possible piracy.
Because there were no permanent port staff on the island, this job could only be done by the navy like Elvin.
Compared with the inspection results of the receiver, from the paper, both sides had the legal procedures and there were no problems at all.
"Boss, the receiver said …"
"Fireworks?"
Hearing Gary explain the special situation, Elvin pondered for a moment. He also had empathy, and he didn't mind making an exception to make things easier for others within his scope of authority.
"You can unload the goods, but I will watch from the side. Tonight, only the designated fireworks, the other goods can wait until dawn, understand? "
Lion Head Barker naturally had no objections and nodded repeatedly.
After a while, the merchant ship and Lion Head completed the procedures and began to unload the goods.
Boxes of tightly sealed "fireworks" were carried off the ship by Barker's men, tied up and loaded onto the wheelbarrow.
Seeing that the wheelbarrow was half full, someone in the dark couldn't sit still. Knowing that there was a problem with this batch of goods, if they were to transport it into the island in the dark, it wouldn't be easy to find them again. If they did something big again, as a member of the navy, he wouldn't be able to escape responsibility.
Whoosh —
One of Barker's men had just finished tying up the rope of a wheelbarrow when a short, glittering crossbow bolt pierced through the darkness and nailed itself onto a wooden crate.
He was so scared that he fell to the ground.
"Someone shot an arrow! Run! "
Everyone was shocked. When they saw what the shiny arrow was, they hurriedly dodged, fearing that the next arrow would land on their heads.
Only Elvin, who was standing on the deck watching the sailors to prevent any accidents, noticed that the arrow went straight for the wooden box and wasn't aimed at anyone.
Thud!
Elvin nimbly jumped off the merchant ship and passed through the crowd that was frantically dodging on the ground. He didn't rush into the dark to search for possible enemies. Instead, he walked to the wooden box that was hit by the arrow, reached out and pulled out the arrow, and carefully examined it.
The arrow was made of high-quality steel, much shorter than the usual arrows, but also much more delicate. His initial judgment was that it should be a crossbow used by assassins and rangers.
Because although it was small, it was much more expensive than a normal crossbow. This kind of weapon wasn't something that ordinary people could afford.
Looking up at the darkness that couldn't be illuminated by the lighthouse, Elvin ordered everyone to stay put and not move. If this archer's goal was to lure the tiger away from the mountain, he would be in a very passive position. As a commander, he had to consider the big picture. He couldn't be like a normal sailor and do whatever he wanted with brute force.
But the moment Elvin appeared, "Zorro" who was hiding in the dark also recognized the navy captain that had once defeated him.
"It's actually this guy?" Slightly shocked, "Zorro" subconsciously moved into the dark.
After the last sword duel, he already understood the difference between him and Elvin. Previously, he was able to smoothly escape because of pure luck. If he was exposed this time, he wasn't sure if he would have the chance to escape.
Although it wasn't a big deal to be caught, it would really damage his "glorious" image.
"I've already seen most of the sailors from the third fleet on the" Warm Wind ". He should be an officer on the" Silver Wing ".
There aren't many captains on a warship. I'll know once I get back and have the adjutant investigate. "
"Zorro" didn't have any thoughts of using his identity to avenge a personal grudge. As an ambitious youth who was determined to become a "Great Prophet", he didn't care about scheming or scheming. He was not at all interested in schemes and intrigues. Investigating Elvin's identity was just an instinctive hobby of probing into other people's secrets.
"With this guy's sense of responsibility after chasing me for half a city, he should have noticed the hint I gave him, right? I don't know if he discovered the secret of the notebook with the witchcraft aura after obtaining it. "
With some uncertainty in his heart, "Zorro" raised his hand and fired another arrow.
Whoosh!
"Hurry up and open the box to take a look, bastard!"
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