Black Sail
Chapter 380: XV. Deadly Steps

Chapter 380: XV. Deadly Steps

In Liszt’s office.

Tani sat rigidly, her face flushed with embarrassment, effectively... Oh my god, had she just put on a public performance in front of five people with Liszt?

She couldn’t stand the atmosphere.

As joyous as it had been before, it was now just as awkward; her face seemed cartoonishly steaming and red enough to drip blood.

"I... I’m going to leave first."

Tani stormed out, unwilling to stay another second.

Liszt was speechless. It was just a public performance, after all. He estimated that there would be a family gathering soon.

There were quite a few Holy Spirit Calendar festivals, aside from New Year’s, including about five or six major festivals like the Light Festival, Four Seasons Festival, and Stargazing Festival.

The Continent Martial Arts Competition happened in September, during the Stargazing Festival at the end of high summer.

The world had visibly numerous vast celestial bodies, and several nights a year, the world was lit up everywhere, the brilliance of all celestial bodies almost equal to daylight.

What comforted Liszt was that there had finally been progress. Dreya was a woman of her word, anything concerning joint properties was not a problem.

He definitely needed to get Goria and Meredith’s access cards.

"Dreya is indeed from the Lostra high-level intelligence personnel, her mental strength is truly formidable."

Dreya, languidly reclining on the chair and yawning, casually flipped through some files in the office.

Meanwhile, Goria and her group appeared completely satisfied, chatting and laughing with each other, like sunny sisters, only it’s bubble dragon and playful laughter all around.

Celeste’s hair was somewhat disheveled, clothes slightly unkempt, looking a bit embarrassed.

Celeste thought, in serial.

She hadn’t expected the relationship between this couple to be so strange. What exactly was Liszt? A shared husband? Did both have a harem group? Or was everyone their own harem?

It was too chaotic, her CPU felt fried.

She took a long breath, it wasn’t really a big deal, all involving beautiful women, so it wasn’t a loss.

As a high-level agent, she was prepared for this.

"Chuan Che, and some of my subordinates, are still on the island. I have already contacted the upper ranks of Lostra. I can keep Fafna here, and we will also provide you some monthly support funds..."

Celeste cleared her throat and spoke calmly, though she didn’t finish her sentence.

"How much exactly?"

Liszt also became serious, wanting Celeste to change her clothes. Perhaps the wardrobe was too chaotic, and her damp tight-fit suit was still sticking with some red and pale blue hair.

His throat moved, just thinking about it made his fists clench hard.

"Right now, I don’t know. It will depend on what you do next. You’ve been involved with pirates; you should understand that in any partnership, you need to present an Oath of Loyalty."

Celeste explained as such.

"Oath of Loyalty... How do I present it?"

Liszt, of course, knew it like the back of his hand, now it was about tying interests.

"Since you’ve robbed trains, you should know, epoch-making cheap fuel, replacing Magic Energy, Aran is implementing the Advancement Movement, expanding the railway network throughout the Western Continent, we need you to... create some sabotage."

Celeste conveyed the message from the upper ranks.

Dreya’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly; it had been a hard-earned peaceful period, and even though Liszt always said he intended to stay extendedly, even moving into the castle, there were still so many issues to handle.

She had always been concerned about Liszt’s lifespan; being a mortal born selfish, Dreya hoped he would never leave Heaven Port again, at least to live with peace for a few years, given that the time they could spend together was so short.

Looking at Liszt’s pondering expression, it seemed the seductive beauty was about to bamboozle him away once more.

"My husband does have significant influence in the East Sea, but the so-called Advancement Movement is happening inland; we can’t reach there, and I think it’s unnecessary to bring it up again. Fafna will not let go either, and no matter how many people from the Lostra Sect come, it’s no use. You’ve learned of some things you shouldn’t have and now you’re trapped."

Dreya’s tone turned icy after her playful nonchalance.

Celeste was utterly convinced, thinking, ’Your husband just now... was being intimate with another woman, and your wife is playing wild. Don’t you have an opinion about this?’

Liszt hesitated, finding sense in Dreya’s words, but partnering with the Seventh Amendment would mean playing both sides of the field, would it not?

"Who said it has to be on the mainland? The East Sea is indeed a vital passage for trade between the Western Continent and the Far East, but the turnover in the Golden Waters and the Narrow Sea is much higher. Railways would certainly reach some port cities. It’s not about completely blocking Aran’s advance, because that’s impossible, It’s about having strategic buffer time to slow them down, threatening some officials of small countries to oppose the Emperor’s ’Continent Transportation Law.’ It’s as simple as that."

Celeste spoke with utmost sincerity.

"It’s anything but simple..."

With Celeste’s reminder, Liszt realized the gravity of the situation. Black Sail was no longer a small nomadic group; searching the vast seas would lead to no trace, and their home crystal was still in Heaven Port.

Train robberies remained a common crime; it wasn’t that Aran wouldn’t dare to capture Liszt now. Every matter had to be weighed economically, and after public relations by the Royal Court, the influence of that event had diminished. Considering the cost of arrest against its benefits, the matter was shelved.

But when it truly involved enormous interests, then Aran must strike hard.

Another youth campaign to the East, unable to conquer the Far East Islands, but wouldn’t they manage a bandit claiming to be king? Just a matter of minutes.

"Let me think about it, I’ll give you an answer within a month."

Liszt also noticed his wife’s emotions; immediately leaving again would indeed be inexcusable, besides waiting for the Atomic Heart Church to ship over lathes made for Mo Yutong and Lu Chen to wildly innovate technology, starting with wireless communication to solve the problem of information blockage.

By then, even if the mad woman felt lonely, she could still have telephone broth—no, Morse code broth.

"A month works... I can wait. Also, I must remind you, you won’t be able to keep this up for long. The East Sea has always been no man’s land due to an international tacit agreement. This area can only be chaotic, not ordered; you should do the same. If your new district planning really succeeds, it could become a target, as in some sense, this place is the center of the world."

Celeste kindly reminded him because all of Liszt’s strategies were too audacious, Doringger being operated in the form of gangs, while Liszt obviously in the form of a nation.

After speaking, she turned around and left; as an honored guest, Liszt naturally arranged a room for her.

"Tsks," Dreya’s eyes half-closed, "Lonely...I am always here."

Celeste was speechless; this couple was too wicked, yet she was magnanimous, having gone through professional intelligence training, not the kind of woman to be traumatically affected by a few neodymium copper touches; it was just a minor matter.

"I appreciate it, and it would be even better if your husband could join too."

Celeste returned the courtesy and politely closed the door.

Dreya’s gaze was melancholic; it wasn’t that this conversation had hurt her, but Liszt had too much to do, and she could not stop him.

If it really came to it...

Dreya would just have to go to the Ancient Divine Continent herself to let Liszt bathe in the blessings of the Holy Radiance Tree to extend his life a bit; she had "acquaintances" in Ancient Divine Continent.

Mo Yutong pondered, this seductive woman had not come to join the family, but to tear it apart.

"Are you tempted?"

Dreya stared intently at Liszt.

"What’s this about being tempted... There are just some things one must do, just like everyone eventually must die."

Liszt had tread on thin ice for seven years, also aware that he wouldn’t end well, but had to find that Executioner, the mastermind behind that incident, and... that Mysterious Wizard.

Celeste had just left.

"Soup’s coming, hahaha."

The chaotic trio had already arrived on the battlefield.