Chapter 656: shark hunter
Inside a gorgeous manor in the border area of Morlaix and Trela, a handsome young man was reading a book.
He looks calm and doesn't seem to care about anything, but if you look closely, you will find that he is completely absent-minded, holding the book in his hand and not turning a page for a long time.
Behind him, a butler in a black dress was standing silently, motionless, like a statue.
It was quiet in the study, as if no one was there.
Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility, and a middle-aged man rushed in, full of anger and sadness: "Hal, they were executed in the name of pirates!"
He exclaimed, "Those **** lizards! They put Hal to death on that charge!"
The young man's body was shocked, and he accidentally dropped the book on the table.
But he didn't react any more, instead he took several deep breaths before closing the book and putting it aside.
"That means they weren't exposed," he said.
"Hal and the others are the most loyal and reliable people! Even if they die, they can't be allowed to submit!" the middle-aged man said loudly.
The young man nodded: "Then, this is the end of the matter."
"What?! Don't we avenge them?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.
The youth sighed: "No. Hal they sacrificed themselves just to help us keep the secret. What we have to do is to keep this secret strictly and not let their sacrifices be in vain - whether it is the 'Guerrilla Knight' or the 'Dragon Slayer' They are not easy characters to deal with. If you want to kill any of them, you need a careful layout and strong manpower... That way, even if they die, things will be exposed. "
The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, and finally sighed deeply.
With this sigh, his originally upright body became a little hunched, and it looked like he was ten years older.
"But... we can do something else." The young man suddenly thought of something and said, "We can't go to the lizardmen's side, but we can go to the smugglers."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up with a bloodthirsty vicious light, and his aura recovered immediately.
"You are right! The secrets that Hal and the others keep with their lives must not be leaked by those smugglers!"
The young man looked at him, and after a few seconds, he said, "Don't make it too exaggerated, it's not good to attract attention."
"I will find a necromancer over there." The middle-aged man replied.
The young man frowned and wanted to say something, but he finally didn't say anything and sighed: "Okay, remember, you must do it clean!"
"Don't worry!" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Necromancers are the most professional, and no one should try to find any valuable clues from the corpses they have cleaned up."
After speaking, he turned and left, walking in a hurry, obviously in a hurry.
The young man was silent for a long time and whispered, "Maybe I shouldn't let him do this."
"He always has to vent, otherwise he will get sick." The butler who had been silent the whole time said, "Although they are only distant relatives, he has a good relationship with Hal, and he has always been optimistic about Hal."
"I've always been optimistic about Hal!" The young man sighed, "I thought he would grow into an excellent naval commander, but I didn't expect him to die like this."
"Fate is always unpredictable."
"Yeah! The God of Destiny is a wizard with a weird personality, and no one understands what he wants to do..." The young man lowered his head and opened the book again.
The late spring and early summer sun shines through the window and falls on the pages. The pages of the book made of fine lambskin are all about the behavior and habits of the pirate king Barbarossa.
As one of the heads of the special department "Shark Hunting" in the Republic of West Brunei, his main job is to sort out and check these materials, research, simulate and improve specific combat plans.
Three generations of personnel have changed before and after the "Shark Hunting", but until today, they are still not fully prepared. He will never forget his grandfather, the first-generation leader of "Shark Hunting", who was still muttering to himself when he was dying, muttering the dejected appearance of "I failed to complete the mission".
Maybe he won't be able to live until the day he completes his mission, but fortunately, their target lifespan is very long. The legendary pirates who are only a little over three hundred years old have at least three or four hundred years of their peak period, which is enough for Laika. People are fully prepared to kill them in the end.
At that time, Laika's navy will open the way with the blood of the pirate king and go south in a mighty manner. The mob in the Southern Archipelago can't resist their divine might. When the mermaids react, at least one third of the entire Southern Archipelago will fall into their hands.
It will be an extremely vast sea area, even close to the entire territory of the land of Western Brunei!
When that great undertaking succeeds, he and the efforts of the members of the "Shark Hunting" of all dynasties will be truly rewarded. The sacrifices of Hal and others were not in vain.
Until then, there are only two things they have to do: prepare, and endure.
On the other hand, Yunero was also patient.
He tried hard to suppress the urge to lead the soldiers out for a fight, and every day he chopped the targets of the training ground into pieces, using this method to vent his excess energy.
The dragon man is a fighting race, and the berserker is a fighting profession. The combination of the two makes him become more and more fierce and aggressive, just like a bear that has just woken up from hibernation, eagerly. seeks to fight and kill to quell the impulses within himself.
But reason told him that he had to be patient now - he was already the leader of a faction, and he was no longer able to feed his family and not be hungry.
So he worked hard to endure, and the more he endured, the more irritable he became.
The panda watched and roared, smashing more than a dozen hardwood targets into a pile of rotten wood **** with his fists, he couldn't help sighing, and said, "I think you should consider learning the "South China Classic" from Liu Daoqing, this skill It is very good for suppressing inner demons."
"I'm just short-tempered, not a demon attack!"
"Is there a big difference?" Panda asked, "I've never seen anyone who broke nearly 30 targets a day just because of his bad temper... It's okay to be so bad-tempered? Could it be that the reference you used is Jingba? ?"
Yuneruo was amused by him, and after laughing, she said, "What kind of metaphor you are! I thought about it... Even if you use a dog as a metaphor for me, it should be a Tibetan mastiff or something... Although Jingba screams fiercely, it's nothing. Fighting power."
"How can a Tibetan mastiff be dangerous to you! I have never seen a Tibetan mastiff that can bite down so many targets in a day. Back then, when a senior brother of mine went north to the rivers and lakes, there was once a nouveau riche who pulled a few Tibetan mastiffs to show his prestige at him, and he was kicked one by one. All kicked to death."
"God compares martial arts masters to dogs... If you guys have longer arms, that's a shrunken version of gorillas. If you have the ability to fight cats, bullying canines is a hero!"
"Huh? Do you already have the same kind of consciousness?"
Yuneruo was so angry that he grabbed the axe next to him and chopped it down. Panda smiled and fought back with his sword.
The fight lasted for about half an hour, and in the end, the fighting became more and more violent, and Yuneruo, who almost turned red, was superior in skill. He swung the battle axe to interrupt the training sword used by the panda. The battle axe still had terrifying power, smashing heavily on his chest, causing his blood to spurt and disappear.
After a few minutes, Yunero contacted Panda through private chat.
"I'm sorry... I don't understand why I'm getting more and more irritable."
"It's nature, it's unthinkable."
"Then what should I do?"
"Maybe you should consider getting used to it."
Yunero pondered for a while, then nodded: "You're right, I should try to accept this violent aura from the bottom of my heart... If it keeps going like this, maybe I'll really have a heart attack."
"It's good if you can understand, and it's not in vain for me to play this game with you."
"You did it to me on purpose just now! If you were serious and attacked with your sword at the very beginning, I wouldn't have time to fully enter the frenzy state... Also, the move that your sword broke just now was definitely intentional... No You've been purposely waterproofing from the very beginning! How could anyone use a sword against an axe..."
Seeing Yuneruo chattering from left to right, Panda smiled and didn't answer.