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Chapter 723

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The most luxurious and heavily guarded places in Satusha were undoubtedly owned by the famous pirate lords. Many pirate lords chose Satusha as their stronghold and resting place. They built castle-like manors in Satusha City for their enjoyment and holidays. Although Satusha's land was fertile and rich in wine, olive oil, and all kinds of seafood, due to its chaotic political situation and frequent murders, the farmers still needed to seek the protection of these pirate lords, and the pirate lords would take away most of their surplus food … … Although Satusha's land was fertile and rich in wine, olive oil, and all kinds of seafood, due to its chaotic political situation and frequent murders, the farmers still needed to seek the protection of these pirate lords, and the pirate lords would take away most of their surplus food … …

Similar to Brittany, this was what Laing and the others complained after they understood the situation.

After a long time, the pirates, merchants, and mercenaries on the island reached a tacit understanding that no matter how fierce they fought, no one would disturb the farmers. If a farmer was unfortunately killed in a fight between the pirates and the mercenaries, the murderer would be caught and beaten by everyone and ordered to compensate for the loss.

"Oh, oh, oh, I've heard that Satusha is rich in pearls. The pearls here are big, of good quality, and cheap. This is a rare opportunity. I'll buy more this time! Dear, do you have enough money? " Veronica did not care about the gazes of Kalad and the others. Witch Garland held Laing's arm, her eyes shining. "New jewelry, new clothes, new shoes. Sister Suria and the others will also like it."

"We'll talk about the pearls later. Let's get down to business first." Laing rolled his eyes at Veronica.

Following the chaotic streets, Laing and the others went up the hill. Fedmond was called away by Salt Grudge. Sea God Mannen had given a divine artifact "Bordero's Braid" to his daughter in a dream and gave it to Duke Bodrick and his son Fedmond. Fedmond took his attendants and some of the Old Guard and left with Salt Grudge. The rest of the people followed Laing and continued to move forward.

"In theory, Satusha is a completely free city. Here, everyone is equal and everyone enjoys independent freedom and autonomy. But it turns out that this is just an illusion. There are no nobles, bureaucrats, or churches here, but the pirate lords still rule here. So the politics of Satusha is very simple. The pirate lords decide everything." Laing stroked his chin. "And the status of a pirate lord is completely dependent on wealth and strength."

"That's normal. In the distant Nagaros, a Terror Overlord's status is determined by how many slaves he has and how much strength he has. Those who are incapable die. It's very fair." Olica always covered her face in front of others. Ryan's personal maid even saw many of her own kind in Satusa, but when those dark elves saw her, they immediately turned pale with fright and fled in panic.

Laing was in the same situation. As the King of Brittany, his appearance frightened many former Brittany knights who had lost their honor. They all went into hiding.

"This is completely abnormal, okay?" Kalad angrily refuted Olica's words. "Slavery is really a backward system!"

"So the serf system is advanced?" Olica said coldly. "We live in Nagaros, where the land is extremely barren and the climate is extremely cold. Knight of the Holy Grail, Duruqi has his own national conditions here. You are not qualified to criticize us. You can think about it. If our situations were reversed, you would have been finished long ago."

"…" Kalad did not know anything about the dark elves. He thought for a moment and felt that he was indeed not qualified to comment casually. He could only shake his head. "In essence, Satusa's system is no different from the dark elves' slavery system. It is also very similar to our serf system."

"That's why this is a pirate lord's paradise." Laing nodded and motioned for everyone to stop arguing. They had arrived at their destination.

This was a mansion built on the cliff of the city's coast. There were many guards around the mansion, which covered an area of 2,000 square meters. A large number of vines grew on the walls, which were seven or eight meters high. The steel gate was closed, and a strange sign was branded on the gate. It was a big "4" and a hammer.

Majestic singing faintly came from behind the gate.

"The Chaos Army is the Black Crows."

"They want to trample us under their feet."

"From the Rinsk River to Prag East."

"Hey, Essun is the strongest in the world."

"Warriors of Kislöw, polish your scimitars."

"Gently hold the guns in your hands."

"We should all be … The more we fight, the more tenacious we become."

"Fight the enemy to the death on the battlefield!"

Although the singing was very majestic, there was a sense of sadness and depression. The people who were singing were obviously old, and their voices were full of energy. Ryan and the others hesitated for a moment, but still decided to knock on the door. "Excuse me?"

"Vatutin, the distinguished guests are here. Open the door." There was only one knock on the door, and immediately a calm voice came from inside.

"Yes." A tall middle-aged man from Kislöw opened the door. He was as strong as a bear. When he saw Laing and others, he nodded and said, "Come in!"

Ryan and the others walked into the manor and found that it was rather dilapidated. There were only a dozen men from Kislev gathered together, doing something unknown. They were clustered around a man who looked a little old. The man had sloppy hair, a pair of round-rimmed glasses, a thick mustache, and a short goatee. He was only wearing a shirt and trousers that had been washed white. He just stood there like a life coach. Even though he was very old, he still maintained his posture. "Welcome, King of Brittania."

"… Hello, Mr. Lev, I am …"

"You're here to ask me about Captain Ross, aren't you?" The man smiled politely.

"Yes, I …"

"You want to know about the ship graveyard from me, and how to find the Lunar Dial that leads to the maelstrom of the ship graveyard, right?" The man interrupted Laing.

"Yes, I …"

"You want to tell me that you have a very important reason to get the Lunar Dial, so you want me to tell you the whereabouts of the Lunar Dial no matter what. You think you can help me, right?" The man interrupted Laing again.

Laing and others opened their mouths wide. There were even Old Guard who walked up and prepared to point his gun at this incredible man.

"Are you a prophet?" Laing was very calm. He was about to turn 40, and he had seen all kinds of situations. The King of Brittany stepped forward and casually complained.

"Prophet? Of course, I like it when people call me that. In Kislöw, people especially like to call me 'Prophet Toh,' because I always have the foresight. " The man nodded and put away his smile. "Unfortunately, my foresight comes from intelligence analysis and observation. If I were really a prophet, then I wouldn't have been driven out of Kislöw and almost lost my life to the ice pick in the hands of Tsar's assassin. I lost everything and was struggling to survive in Satusa. The salty sea and the hot climate changed me."

"Very well, Mr. Prophet Toh, we are not here to listen to your complaints today. You know what we are here for." Laing, in turn, interrupted the man. He raised his hand and motioned for the man to speak. "We want to know the whereabouts of Captain Ross's Lunar Dial. If you know, can you tell us?"

"Everyone, please take a seat and talk." Prophet Toh motioned for everyone to enter the luxurious manor. At this time, Kalad and Antelm both expressed their objections to Prophet Toh's invitation. Kalad even said, "This is a possible trap, Mr. Prophet Toh. If possible, I hope you can say it here."

"Hahahaha …" Prophet Toh laughed. In front of everyone, he opened the door of the luxurious building.

The scene in front of them made Laing and others almost speechless. Through the door, the interior of the building was scorched black. Obviously, there had been a very serious fire and battle!

Prophet Toh seemed to be quite satisfied with the reaction of Laing and others. He took out a letter from his arms. "This is a letter from Karim, the Gold Mage. He also mentioned about the Lunar Dial. Are you willing to believe me now?"

Ten minutes later, looking at the severely damaged manor, everyone was a little surprised. The two-thousand-square-meter manor had been severely damaged, and there were traces of fire and fierce battle everywhere.

"Originally, this was Captain Jeg Ross's manor." "After Captain Ross disappeared into the depths of the Shipwreck Graveyard, I inherited his manor and some of the wealth he left behind. I barely managed to survive here and evade the pursuit of the Bokhar royal family. I'm living like a walking corpse." Tobias smiled.

"It looks very intense. What happened here?" Laing walked beside the man.

"Captain Jeg Ross, born in a family of navigators, was once the pirate king, and a man who dominated the sea for more than 30 years." Prophet Toh did not answer Laing's question. He just continued, "The Frightening Ocean, rampaging across the four seas. Captain Jeg Ross once sent hundreds of enemy ships and tens of thousands of enemies to the bottom of the sea in his long years. He was a genius, a strategist, and a ruler of the sea."

"When I escaped from Kislöw, he was the one who helped me. We traveled around the four seas together and participated in the plundering of Luscia. When I followed him back to Satusa, we only saw the manor burning in flames. Captain Jeg Ross's manor was burned down by fire, and his family was in trouble. A strange relic left behind by his father pointed the source of the matter to the Great Maelstrom of the shipwreck cemetery at the end of the Grand Line. There are countless treasures and endless dangers there."

"Captain Ross left with his subordinates, the flagship of the Grand Chanter, the Hammer of Salvation, which he managed to trick from the Empire. He sailed to the end of the Grand Line, the legendary Great Maelstrom of the shipwreck cemetery, and left this ruined manor for me to live in."

"So his Lunar Dial was taken away by him?" Laing only cared about the Lunar Dial.

"… I'm old, I suddenly can't remember." Prophet Toh immediately began to pretend to be deaf and dumb. "His Majesty Laing, we need to talk. I'm an old man. If you give me some time, maybe I can remember again?"

"Tell me your conditions." Laing was too lazy to talk nonsense with Prophet Toh. He knew that it was time to talk about conditions. "If it's a small matter, I think I can help you. After all, you don't want to spend the rest of your life in Satusa, do you?"

"My King, yes, I don't want to stay here anymore. I need a place where I can fulfill my dreams. I need a place where I can show my ambitions. I can't stay in Satusa and wait for death, but Kislöw's Internal Affairs Committee wants to kill me all the time. It's been more than twenty years, and they're still looking for me everywhere in the old world. I have no choice but to stay in Satusa." Prophet Toh was also quite straightforward. "I know that your brother Forgen has opened up a new territory in Luscia …"

"You want me to help you?" Laing quickly understood Prophet Toh's meaning. "You want to go to the new world?"

"Yes, I hope you can help me. Help us. All you need is a new identity, an ocean ship to the new world. Send us to the new world, send us under your brother's command. I can tell you everything, I promise. I've been trapped here for too long, please." Prophet Toh bowed his head and begged. "As you can see, I'm already an old man. I don't have many years left to live, but I still have my dreams that haven't been realized."

"… Tell me, where is Captain Ross's Lunar Dial?" Laing asked directly.

"On a hidden island in the vast ocean, there are countless reefs. It's where Captain Ross hid his treasures and wealth. Only I know the location and how to get in." "My followers and I need a place to stay, Your Majesty," Toh the Prophet begged again.

"You and your followers?" Ryan nodded. He could see that this Madame Kiesler had already treated him as her last hope to leave Satusha. Toshi was a wanted criminal who Kiesler had placed a large bounty on. He knew that pirates were unscrupulous and untrustworthy (Tyrians were no exception), so he did not dare to leave Satusha no matter what. Even if the small amount of wealth left behind by Captain Ross could build a ship, this Madame Kiesler was definitely not an expert in naval warfare. In order to survive, he had been hiding here for more than twenty years.

Now that he finally had a chance to leave, he did not want to wait any longer.

And so, an agreement was reached. Laing would be responsible for helping Prophet Toh and his followers leave Satusa, while Prophet Toh would do his best to help Laing and Forgen obtain the Lunar Dial that could lead to the maelstrom of the burial ship. He would also give Laing a small portion of Captain Ross's wealth. It was not much, only worth about 1500 crowns. Laing accepted it without any qualms. After all, he would have to risk breaking off relations with Kislöw or even starting a war.

"It's finally over," Veronica said after a long silence. Veronica didn't say a word during the whole process. Only when the conditions were agreed upon did Garland open her mouth. "Fortunately, it's not as bad as I thought. This Mrs. Kisler knows when to back off."

"I don't like Mrs. Kiesler, but I've never refused to give away people, money, and clues for free," Anselm said with a smile. The Grail Knight was very satisfied with the deal. "Look, we didn't lose anything. We got 1500 crowns, two former marshals of Kislöw, a former general of the Bear Cavalry, and a group of generals. Your Majesty, the only price we paid for the clue you wanted was an extra ship to carry one or two hundred people."

"Wait, Anselm, what are you talking about? Marshal? General? "Kalad was still in a daze.

"You're still too young, Kalad. This Mr. Lev is not simple. The two men standing behind him, one is the former marshal of Kislöw, the other is the former marshal of Kislöw's first infantry legion, Petrov. As for the guy who opened the door for us, he's the former general of Kislöw's Bear Cavalry, Vatutin." Anselm's expression was like that of his cousin, François. "The dozen or so Mrs. Kiesler we saw when we entered the door were all below the rank of general. Send this group of Kislöw generals to Luscia and hand them over to Sir Fogen for a little reorganization. They'll be extremely powerful fighters. They're all strong men who've survived hundreds of battles."

"… Well, I don't know much about this," Kalad said shyly. Kalad said somewhat embarrassedly, "I mean, I don't know so many people. Mr. Anthelm, you're really knowledgeable."

"It's nothing, Kalad. Even I don't know." Laing smiled and smoothed things over. "Okay, it's almost time. It's time for us to try the famous restaurant in Satusa — the Bull Head Restaurant."

"Let's take this opportunity to discuss the strategy this time."

"I call it the two-step strategy."

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