Black Sail
Chapter 287: CCLXXXVII. High-Level Game

Chapter 287: CCLXXXVII. High-Level Game

The second day.

January 7th.

Liszt dealt with symptoms, while Dreya tackled the root cause; united as husband and wife, they were a complete treatment.

He was as free as the wind, she was eternal; they ascended the pathway to Heaven, stepped lively to the tune of songs, with a flick of their fingers they could obscure the skies.

Tani had already bade farewell to Taylor the previous night, as Heaven Port was very dangerous, and Taylor meant for it to be this way.

But Taylor naturally worried about his only daughter departing with a mysterious woman, so he arranged for the manor’s best bodyguard to be on standby to accompany her.

To set sail required more than just a small boat.

Using Taylor’s own ship would also draw attention.

Just as Dreya controlled the two muscular giants outside her castle, she also took direct control of a ship’s Captain, serving as an exclusive means of transportation for the group.

They had set off before dawn, and Heaven Port had long since vanished from sight, the nearly forty-meter-long ship headed toward the Western Continent.

"Miss, it’s windy on deck, better to go inside."

The accompanying bodyguard advised.

Tani shook her head.

She left without bidding farewell to Liszt; Dreya had said that Tani didn’t understand Liszt. Given his nature, had she gone to say goodbye to him,

Dreya would not have been able to leave, as her special identity outside would subject her to the persecution and hunting of various Churches and Demon Hunters. It was only in Heaven Port, where no one cared about identity or race, where reality and money were the only concerns, that Dreya could evade being treated as a villain elsewhere.

And Liszt would never allow such a thing to happen.

Especially as Dreya’s purpose this time was to collect the so-called Junlin Sword for Liszt; he had unfinished business, and now it was her turn to save him.

Dreya, holding a parasol, also joined Tani by the railing to enjoy the breeze.

After seeing this woman’s skills, the accompanying bodyguard became somewhat wary, after all, she was a witch who could directly control minds, and the ship’s Captain had already become her puppet.

"Last night, in your castle, that..."

Tani had stumbled upon a little secret between the girls. Dreya had left with her two lovely women, and upon hearing the abnormal cries from the rooms, did Liszt know about their relationship?

Tani understood that Liszt was a family man, but so what? Although Dreya was a very gentle person, and there was some guilt, there were times when one had to be selfish.

By engaging in such actions, she wasn’t without a chance herself.

Tani was very much a straight woman; Dreya couldn’t instantly turn her, but time would tell.

"It’s exactly what you’re thinking."

Dreya, as a daywalker, wasn’t unaffected by the sun; excessive sunlight could severely weaken her, but with an umbrella, she was fine.

She didn’t want to deny it, it would hurt the hearts of Little Mei and Lily, her little wives, all of whom she loved equally.

"How can this be... Liszt he..."

Tani was still pondering the matter of leaving without notice, of seeing him, and without a second thought, rapidly gathering a crew to set sail, trusting herself implicitly despite it being her own guess.

"I know what you’re thinking, my lover, as well as they, we are all one family."

Dreya turned her head, looking at Tani with interest.

She now played the image of a caring big sister, one with dignity, who wouldn’t take advantage of the same gender frivolously, unless, of course, there was betrayal involved, like when Meredith first arrived, daring to play infidelity in front of her, necessitating strict punishment.

The accompanying bodyguard was greatly shocked; despite living in the bizarre place that was Heaven Port, he had never heard of such outrageous things; in his past life, Liszt must have saved the world.

"Ah?"

Tani was confused; a family... did that mean Liszt would join in their game?

"I know you love my husband very much, and I like you too, I don’t want you to get hurt, this really is difficult."

Dreya, fixing Tani’s collar, spoke with a playful scold, "You really should head back to your room now; look at you, your nose has even turned red from the cold."

She then tenderly scraped Tani’s nose, as a couple might do.

Tani’s mind was in turmoil, her thoughts scattered.

She made a decision that defied a straight woman; that was to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks, then completely take over the dominant position in the household. Whatever happened between them didn’t matter, she just wanted Liszt, but before that, harmony was necessary.

Sensuality isn’t about being flashy, and Pu Xi isn’t a cat.

Endure the bitterest of the bitter, only then can one stand above the rest.

Destroying the cauldrons and sinking the boats, it comes down to Chu after a hundred and twenty battles at Qin’s pass—lying down, I taste... three thousand degrees of aluminum heat to swallow (mist).

"What are you thinking about? Biting your lip isn’t a good habit."

Dreya took off her coat and draped it over Tani, her resistance to fire was low, but she was quite tolerant to the cold.

Tani felt conflicted, Dreya was a kind person and an impeccable beauty, she was living through the strangest time of her life.

Dreya, she had to be thoroughly conquered.

Her every move was calculated.

"I feel... a bit dizzy..."

Tani held her forehead, pretending to be unsteady.

Dreya, who was helping her dress, instinctively held her, "You’re so frail, you best rest well before going ashore."

Meanwhile, Goria, who was quietly watching from the side, felt somewhat jealous. She was the real deal, a "Neodymium copper," and the "Reda" couldn’t even detect Tani—it was just a straight woman’s trick, had Dreya fallen for her scheme?

Meredith felt sorry for his wife. He put his hand on her shoulder, comforting her, as long as Dreya made her move, everything would get better.

However, the truth was, Tani’s ambition was vast. She not only wanted to conquer the three women but also to make them inseparable. By then, they could play their games, while Liszt and she would have our own fun.

At this moment.

Inside the Black Sail Inn.

Today, January 7th, is the day with the most weddings for new couples on the island. It wasn’t only Claude getting married, many others were as well, though the rest had slightly unique circumstances.

Most commonly, a pirate who made enough money would fall for a woman of the streets, pay off her debts, and with a criminal record barring the return to the mainland, they would just live out their broken lives together on the island.

Of course, there were more respectable cases too, but the groom was inevitably a pirate, with the bride being an adventurer or someone with a decent living.

Today, the island atmosphere was just as lively as the New Year, with gongs and drums echoing, and cannons firing.

Taylor had made the manor available, Claude was already waiting there.

"Damn."

Caroso couldn’t help but blurt out, but being a clergyman, he realized his slip and covered his mouth, coughing twice.

This shows the thinking of pirates is different from ordinary people; the meeting they held to choose who would present the bride had picked Fen—these people were crazy.

Perhaps subconsciously, they felt it would be more prestigious to have someone cultured do it.

This isn’t about prestige—it’s a Necromancer we’re talking about. Forget about auspicious events, you’re not even appropriate for funerals.

"Let’s leave it to Old Wei."

Caroso made the suggestion, actually feeling a bit frustrated. To have Heavenly Punisher officiate a wedding, it’s not just any prominent families that can manage it, not even the Civil Official Nobles, it required Military Officer Families or Military Masters of the Upper Three Flags to make such a request.

Liszt took on all of Fafna’s upbringing expenses, and he was willing to share the Stele and the Holy Spirit Church. Not helping with such a small favor would be quite unreasonable.

"Could he really be a genius!"

Wolman exclaimed. The day after would be the departure, so he had to thoroughly enjoy the banquet before leaving.

Old Wei, called upon in this urgent matter, gladly accepted as he was at an age where he enjoyed such events.

Meanwhile, the café owner inside the inn was somewhat reserved, her signboard girl and Izumi comforting her, also dressed in gowns, serving as bridesmaids.

Mika desperately wanted to be a groomsman, but Claude thought it ill luck, so he chose relatively decent folks instead—Shadi, Swan, and a few of Old Aran’s elite soldiers he brought to the island.

The scene was grand.

In the rundown Heaven Port, they even managed to assemble eight white horses of the same color to pull the carriage.

And the owner had several sets of wedding dresses—ceremonial gown, greeting gown, and a gown for the ceremony.

"This wedding will run Claude into the ground..."

Morison looked at the bride, so beautiful it was unreal, he hadn’t even finished his sentence.

"You should just rest."

Caroso hurriedly interrupted.