Black Sail
Chapter 387: XXII. Thought

Chapter 387: XXII. Thought

Mundane objects and truly unparalleled gems don’t need distinguishing. Two faceted gemstones, like entities possessing life, dazzled with brilliant radiance.

Like the Qunqing Mountain Range, ancient and verdant, their vibrant green as well as an intoxicating azure that called to mind the heart of the ocean.

They seemed polished by a Divine Craftsman, their facets collecting and streaming light, akin to a Curse Artifact, imbued with an irresistible grandeur of magic power that seized the gaze and captured the soul.

Despite the core members having somewhat diminished interest in wealth due to their current status, the sight of such rare treasures still made them involuntarily covetous.

The cobbler’s cobbler.

Mo Yutong also saw them for the first time. Women have an irresistible attraction to shiny things—such beautiful stones.

Just thinking that there were twenty-two more of these gemstones made it hard to imagine the level of completion the Emperor’s Crown had once seen.

Liszt asked Alicia to come over.

She swallowed hard and approached with seriousness, taking a seat at the long table, covered in a luxurious silk cloth laden with silverware.

"Do you feel anything?"

That was Liszt’s question, to see if these were merely pure ornaments or powerful tools with secrets, considering the Infinity Gauntlet had only six stones.

If Sister Ai were fully equipped, she’d be four times the Overlord.

Alicia shook her head.

"Not even a little bit? Like feeling a warm current circling around your lower abdomen, as if something was being channeled into you, and you start to lose control..."

Mika hadn’t finished speaking.

"Can you stop? You’re really sleazy."

Alicia had ranked this doctor the second most disgusting person she knew; the first didn’t need mentioning.

"I know, just like Liszt said, women like sleazy and low things. Saying you don’t want it means you do. Can you drink something cold now? By the way, I’m hinting at you."

Archer flicked his hair, feigning melancholy.

"Thanks for following Liszt’s method. The man is already in the Judicial Hall."

Shadi was being sarcastic.

"What’s that got to do with me?"

Liszt was utterly puzzled.

"Can you just stop with the sexual harassment, okay?"

Alicia was speechless. These pirates were out of shape every single day. Although she personally denied the Overlord bloodline theory, the mark on her back seemed like the strongest evidence to the contrary—even her attempts to cut it out with a knife had been futile.

Archer looked dumbfounded and asked, "Wait, when you say sexual harassment, do you mean flirtatious sexual harassment, or actual sexual harassment?"

He never doubted his charm; in terms of looks, he nailed the style of a tough guy Hollywood actor from the 1960s.

Alicia was dumbstruck, a truly lost cause.

"Forgive my bluntness, but perhaps the long pirate life has shaped your way of speaking. It’s highly likely that you will, tragically and disgustingly, end up lonely for the rest of your life. The only women who will cater to you are those prostitutes who please you for silver coins or copper coins."

Alicia said coldly.

The room went dead silent, with audible pin drops.

First, Archer was utterly stunned, then he staggered away from the navigation room, losing his soul.

"Damn, you hurt him. Even Mr. Archer has feelings."

Morison said with a sneer.

"I did say ’forgive my bluntness.’"

Alicia’s logic seemed irrefutable.

"Okay, forget about that brain-dead madman. Why not try touching it with your hands?"

Liszt didn’t want to give up like that. To solidify Black Sail’s position in the East Sea, the more aces up the sleeve, the better—after all, there was always some Little Kami ready to challenge him.

After the Doringger era of the singer ended, it was their turn.

Even during the Doringger era, seasons had continuously unfolded, one after another. In seventeen years, each wave of unrest had been suppressed, except for Liszt’s own uprising. Now, of course, a new season had begun, and Liszt believed it was only a matter of time before some bigshot Tiger-man, leading a gang of dark literary protagonists, known for their sister-killing, bloodlust, and madness—a favorite of netizens with golf clubs—each possessing unique skills, might ascend to godhood, splattering blood on the Golden Throne.

Terrifying, more so than a billion murderers!

Sister Ai, fight back!

Alicia crushed out her cigarette butt, took a deep drag, and then exhaled slowly. Let’s give it a try.

Just as she was about to touch it.

"What a treasure."

Garscek had appeared in the navigation room, silently and unnoticed.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense as drawn swords and cocked crossbows.

Ox swung his Special Large Sword, Wolman grabbed his Double-edged Battle Axe, and Fen was condensing arcane missiles in his hand.

"Why so tense? Be reasonable, by your account, I am now the largest shareholder of Black Sail. Those thousands, tens of thousands of workers outside the city, all the building materials, they are all funded by me. You should show me a bit more respect."

Garscek toyed with two gemstones, her flying speed meant she was already back from Duguli, no longer attired in tight black-scaled clothes that played coy, but rather dressed as a fashionable cosmopolitan beauty.

The prelude to summer was underway, and the port was quite hot and bustling. She wore only a dark blue denim hotpants, a midriff-baring long sleeve top, and two hoop earrings.

Mo Yutong was dumbfounded. Where did this Californian girl come from, an eight-foot-tall version, no less? It was too fiery to handle.

At two meters twenty, she stood out even among the navigational room’s collection of tall and muscular oddities.

"Stop messing around, we’re conducting an experiment."

Liszt told his core members to take it easy, after all, the Dragon Car was now their major financial backer.

"Experiment... Oh, I get it, it’s related to this delightful and pleasing person, right? Name your price. I want to buy these two gemstones."

Garscek had also noticed something extraordinary about the stones. She knew of the existence of Steles, but she wasn’t interested in dark, slippery things.

Women tend to choose pink computers based on their looks, not their specs.

Part of the group who picked things based purely on looks.

Clearly, Garscek was one of them.

"Two hundred thousand Golden Dragons."

Swan stated coldly. This was something he had stolen, and he had the right to set the price.

"Ha?"

Garscek gave a look that said, are you kidding me, as she towered over the Tiger-man two heads shorter than her.

Liszt, on the other hand, thought they could sell to the Dragon Car, make a profit for the next round of investment, but they had to complete the experiment first.

"You have no use for these two stones right now. Put them down. We have great need of them. Afterwards, we’ll sell them to you, person and stones, all wrapped up together."

Liszt said as he took the gemstones from Garscek’s hands and placed them in Alicia’s.

Garscek’s sudden appearance broke the tense atmosphere in the navigation room, leaving no one particularly hopeful about what was to come.

But the moment the two stones were laid upon Alicia,

She seemed propelled by a mighty force, pushed at an unthinkably fast speed toward an unknown destination. Even though she was merely standing, the faces of everyone around her blurred into phantoms and vanished in an instant, pushed far away, the surroundings streaking past as lines.

Spanning the East Sea, crossing endless waters and countless islands, over mountains and valleys of the Beima Duchy, over great walls and chasms, through several small buffer states of strategic significance, right into the heartland of the Western Continent.

It was as if she was being dragged by some mighty force.

In a state of extreme delirium, she entered a palatial hall of grandeur with sky-reaching stairs that seemed forged by a titan.

"Overlord’s bloodline..."

That voice traversed dimensions, space, time, leaped out from numbers, existence, thought.

Directly reaching the depths of Alicia’s soul.