Black Sail
Chapter 233: CCXXXIII. Spoils of War

Chapter 233: CCXXXIII. Spoils of War

With the exit of Skull Club and Twin Group from the scene, the market for the security fee has now been almost completely monopolized by the alliance led by Liszt.

Despite the fact that throughout the process, Qi Li merely showed face and the newly-joined Wen Kui only offered lip service about helping to chop down foes.

But Liszt still chose to maintain the agreement, they would split profits fifty-fifty, and he wouldn’t take a penny.

During the daytime, Liszt was certainly still worried about these two flipping on him at the last minute, but there was no need to consider that now; both Jeremy and the Twins had been killed on this side.

If they still wanted to get their hands on this money, they’d have to contribute, otherwise they would just be leeching off Black Sail, putting it bluntly, they’d be stealing his money.

That would set things ablaze.

In summary, Liszt had also integrated them into his lead interest system.

Skull Club and Twin Group had relatively little protection fee territory, but they still owned quite a few properties, and the venues below all belonged to Black Sail now, to be handed over tomorrow.

As for tonight.

It was time for a raid.

"Under Zhongnan Mountain, Living Dead Tomb, quality single men, applying for battle!"

After Mika had administered an IV drip to Liszt, he adjusted his glasses and indicated he wanted to join in the raid; their wives were not bad, and now they belonged to him, how could he let these delicate beauties remain widowed, hoping the backbone members of those two pirate gangs could sleep with smiles in their graves, "Your wives, I shall cultivate; do not worry."

"Too clever by half can harm oneself, deep love doesn’t last long, too strong invites humiliation, blondes are gentle and soft as jade!"

Shadi went to enjoy the spectacle, too.

Liszt was stupefied, goddamn Legends of the Condor Heroes and Book and Sword.

"Alright, alright, you want to play it that way! Think minotaur punch, damn like a gushing spring. Chant minotaur sword, damn, you can’t stop thinking about it. Grand minotaur palm! Damn it, for all eternity! Strong strong strong! Powerful powerful powerful! What else can stand against it!"

Rein continued to add: "Restart the Star Dome Ark to punish the Enchanting Demons, all of them, start again! Everyone, start! Once you accept your own weaknesses, then I’m invincible!"

Everyone felt it was meaningless, the tattooed One-eyed Dragon didn’t understand either, but once you start, that’s it.

Fen’s face was as sour as if he’d eaten a lemon; this wasn’t abstract, this was pure chaos.

Now with the internal chaos in the Twin Group and Skull Club’s strongholds, it was a race against time, otherwise, all their items would be taken by their underlings. Black Sail had dispatched a large part of their backbone and had taken quite a few sailors with them.

These spoils of war had nothing to do with Qi Liwenkui.

"Oh, right, don’t forget, set fire to that plantation of Skull Club’s."

Liszt reminded Fen and Swan as they were about to go downstairs; they knew their stuff and might bring back some rare items, magic power items or some kind of antiques, those two groups had more money than sense, they could barely scrape together a couple thousand at most.

It was as if a second round of meetings were about to commence.

Qi Li and Wen Kui wanted to continue discussing some matters, to finalize more details after the New Year. Wen Kui felt it was fucking absurd; they were discussing how to topple the competition during the day, and by nighttime, their people were gone.

Of course, Liszt knew that those two groups were no easy targets; he had gone with the mindset of cutting down all their core members, with a great chance of death, only to be disappointed that Dreya had taken care of it all, uninteresting.

Wen Kui got more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

But the murderous aura in the room grew thicker, the lighting began to dim, slowly becoming a frightening bloody red, Dreya’s expression turning ugly.

Because he needed to go to bed early for shopping for groceries tomorrow, Archer had drunk a bit more and was sound asleep in a corner on the second floor, his natural instinct for danger waking him, and he made a quick escape upstairs.

Haywood and Claude, who did not participate in the raid, also discreetly left.

"Um... Excuse me."

"Let’s meet another day, on the first day of the month."

Qi Li and Wen Kui also took their leave.

There were only Liszt, Dreya, and... Goria left on the second floor.

Once again, Dreya showed her changeable face, smiling sweetly at him.

Liszt resented that he was somewhat weak now, still connected to an IV.

According to Mika’s examination, it was just excessive blood loss, Liszt had a special constitution, just needing a couple of bottles of dextran to prevent shock and embolism.

"Don’t stare like that, if you keep it up, I’m really going to die."

Liszt felt unease under Dreya’s piercing gaze.

Goria looked a little melancholic, perhaps she shouldn’t stay here anymore, seeing Dreya was fine.

She forced a bitter smile.

Goria’s vision of the future was promising, but unfortunately, another man was involved. It was time for her to leave. Although she had anticipated and prepared for such a scenario, she still found herself struggling to adapt when it actually happened.

"Lily, are you going home?"

Dreya noticed her standing up and sensed her moodiness. She would need milk, and bread was a must.

Liszt’s throat bobbed. Was it coming?

"I’m planning to move out."

Goria said calmly.

"Move out to where? The castle is so large, a few more sisters wouldn’t matter. What’s mine is yours..."

Dreya made a bombshell statement.

Liszt was shocked. Could this really be happening?

Goria’s throat moved too, and she felt her mouth dry. Rationally, she wanted to reject the idea, but her body had different desires. Plus, there was a new top-tier, intellectual beauty in the castle she hadn’t approached yet, and she was ashamed of herself for harboring such immoral thoughts.

"Um..."

She then said she was going downstairs to the kitchen to make some late-night snacks for them, and she descended the stairs at a leisurely pace.

Liszt never imagined he could act as an uninvolved manager, even with a girlfriend group.

But strictly speaking, they weren’t his girlfriends at all; they were part of Dreya’s harem.

Meredith had already moved; there was hope now.

It was past midnight, now the 29th. Tomorrow would start the countdown to the new year.

Today he became a master of time management, conquering Goria in the morning and Mo Yutong in the afternoon. He would lay the groundwork and then, the new year!

Liszt clenched his fist with determination.

Ten minutes later.

The Skull Club’s lair, a bastion on the southwestern edge of the Inner City with vast plantations behind it, was ablaze with all the Sanguine plants and some refined raw plant materials being consumed by fire. Flames soared, and the sparks and thick smoke could be seen throughout Heaven Port.

Liszt had them set the fire not just to bring the evildoers to justice, which was secondary, but primarily to make a public statement and expand his own influence.

But influence alone was useless; combine influence with a massive fortune, and it morphed into something else—commanding power.

Looking for a job? Head to Black Sail Trading Company.

Boss hiring directly, I need to talk to the head.

Fen was sharp as ever, understanding that looting had its finesse. First, spread the word: anyone who dared to shelter remnants of these two powers would lose their heads.

Furthermore, as Black Sail grew more powerful, Fish Seller Fei and Mad Tiger’s men increased accordingly, keeping an eye on the docks to prevent any escapes.

Little Kami didn’t know the exact location of the valuables, so it was still necessary to find the overseers, like the accountants and financial officers.

Nevertheless, looting was endless, there were bound to be things missed, and they needed to take it slow.

Inside the Twin Group’s lair.

"Damn, what is this thing? It’s so fierce?"

Wolman watched Morison testing his knife on someone. The weapon was too fancy, making a lot of noise when being wound up, flashy but deadly effective. It seemed effortless, but it sliced a person open. Due to its extreme sharpness, there was hardly any blood from the waist split—the blood that did emerge had surface tension, and the cut was so smooth and even, just like a mirror.

Morison figured it was okay to use fancy weapons for the holidays.

"A weapon from the Aran Energy Department’s Sergeant, truly flashy."

Morison had never felt such a perfect weapon in hand. Thanks to the talents of the court alchemists in Aran, the craftsmanship of this weapon was not only taken to the extreme but was also ingeniously designed.

Inside the Skull Club’s bastion.

Fen discovered a magician’s dwelling.

Swan, an expert in detecting hidden mechanisms and secret doors, could tell if there was a concealed space with just a tap. Behind the bookshelf was a secret door, hiding many valuable items. Although not all were pricey, some were indeed rare.

To his surprise, Fen found a fist-sized, porous, meteorite-like dark red mineral that constantly emitted black smoke.

"I didn’t expect to find it here in Aran. Instead, I found it on the island for Haywood."

Fen wrapped it in sheepskin, not sure what Haywood wanted it for. The mineral’s pulsations matched those emanating from Haywood, so it was best to take it back.

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