Black Sail
Chapter 398: XXXIII. Cell Division

Chapter 398: XXXIII. Cell Division

At the Admiral Mansion’s office, a spacious room furnished with just a row of bookshelves, a large desk, a decor that those in the know would understand, some pretentious calligraphy and paintings, as well as a wall of medals.

"Sunny, brother."

Liszt greeted the Admiral with open arms, passionately welcoming him, unaware that he had already become the target of Ezio’s scrutiny.

Swan, however, was not surprised.

And Celeste finally figured out who the werewolf had been learning from. She had come along too, as the intermediary between Lostra and Black Sail. It was essential for Celeste to keep a close eye on Black Sail’s movements. Although no funds had been invested yet, the valuable intelligence personnel working for him and the employment costs for Hall-level adventurer Chuan Che were significant expenses, not to mention the outlays for Fafna.

She could not afford to let all the effort invested wash away.

Liszt sat down carelessly on the guest sofa to catch up with his old friend whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

The original plan was to team up with the Admiral for smuggling, to grow stronger and bigger, but the situation had changed, and they no longer needed him. Taylor Plank had plenty of channels to sell through however they desired.

In the East Sea, those without the Ship Traders Association credentials could only admit defeat when encountering chain ’zero-dollar purchase’ pirate ships under Black Sail.

If any pirates outside of Black Sail’s control dared disrupt the hard-earned order, they should not blame Liszt for being ruthless. It would be like going in reverse, and the logical consequence would be execution.

The Admiral sat in silence for a long while, even twenty seconds of stillness, before his tight brow relaxed. He pressed the summon bell on his desk, and a naval officer pushed the door open and entered.

"Xiaoqing should be here, have her come up and pour some tea for these distinguished guests."

The Admiral had begun his performance mode, in the name of the Holy Spirit, Liszt, damn it, actually managed to make something of himself.

As an intelligence officer, Celeste was always on alert, and she did not sit down. Her gaze swept through the room. On her way here, she had instinctively mapped out several emergency escape routes that she would unlikely need to use.

Liszt seized her wrist and suddenly pulled her down onto the sofa.

"Ah, this is so embarrassing, bringing the wife along, no need for beauties then."

Seizing the opportunity, Liszt wrapped his arm around Celeste’s waist. It was his first time touching her, this near-perfect waist-hip ratio felt surprisingly uncomfortable. Could it be the external oblique muscles? He had forgotten this woman was a trained fighter. He moved slightly to change positions, which felt much better now; a few inches of tender arm was quite Su Shi-esque. Women really are God’s creation.

Celeste was so speechless she couldn’t even muster the energy to roll her eyes, her eyes slightly narrowed. She had never encountered such a shameless person. If he wanted to touch, then touch, for it seemed a waste to leave it untended.

She had also experienced firsthand the live performance between Liszt and Tani in the wardrobe, pretty intense, and for a moment, she too had some wild thoughts.

The Admiral pondered for a while.

"Are you suggesting... that I should serve you tea?"

He asked with a meaningful tone.

Liszt already had leverage over him, and now his power had reached the pinnacle in the East Sea, completely holding him in his grasp.

"No need for tea, I can’t appreciate that bitter stuff. Let’s just speak plainly. I’ve got a situation on my side. The adventurer’s guild can’t get involved, so I want to set up a direct line through you. I’ll cover the ship and all operational costs, just shift some guild resources to my side. With more adventurers passing through your area, the economy will boom. It’s like splitting Emperor Qin Shi Huang in two, a win-win."

Liszt spoke his mind without scheming.

He didn’t forget to flaunt his affection with Celeste, his fingers running through her dark, short hair.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Lunch had finished, and Kai Deng had hardly eaten, summarizing the intelligence gathered from those pirates.

Firstly, a chaotic personal life. Despite having a "mad woman" vampire as a legitimate wife, he still indulged in reckless flings; this was cause for caution, as Blood Clan are sensitive to blood and can differentiate the taste of each individual. It’s best to avoid direct contact with the mad woman.

"Yuri," ambiguous in meaning, but inferred to be someone skilled at manipulating people’s hearts, quite adept at political maneuvering.

He follows a religion, not native to the Western Continent, seeming to be from the Far East, named Emperor Guan-something about a pair of candles, three sticks of incense? Indeed a curious way to worship.

"Mud," ambiguous in meaning, but inferred to be underhanded.

Aside from these characteristics, smoking, sleepwalking, mentally ill.

All in all, the observation period is long. They are headed for Golden Palm Port. The journey there, to the Narrow Sea, will take about half a month.

Kai Deng still has half a month to observe.

It would be best to kill him the day before landfall.

Mulong Duchy, a chaotic country without much to exploit, where the parasitic Thief Guild has no room to operate, not within their sphere of influence.

He has to rely on himself.

"Get full and go... RAP."

"Li Qian from class three, butterfly... DD."

"Mandarin ducks fly together, butterflies perch in pairs."

"Fuck, asking if the monk is beautiful, are you?"

"Ha ha, so beautiful it’s fucking explosive."

Archer and the leader of the Digital Monster Four Heavenly Kings sang and responded crassly, settled their bill, speaking insensibly, and left the restaurant.

Ben fiddled with a toothpick between his teeth, feeling unsatisfied, and started to cuss like Furry again.

"Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls become moms overnight, not knowing who the baby’s daddy is, borrowing money to go to the hospital to abort the baby, then the test comes back JBBJH..."

As a group of people left the restaurant.

Even the no-boundaries Kai Deng felt his values were refreshed once again. Although he did not know where these words came from, they were just too damn vulgar.

He calmed his emotions somewhat, as his intelligence gathering was already showing results.

Now it was time to begin the Second Stage.

He needed to find an unlucky bastard to serve as a stepping stone ID for infiltrating the ship.

And of course, the first thing a pirate does when they get off the ship is that sort of thing.

Half an hour later.

Outside a brothel in Kersuna Island’s Red-light District.

With about a thousand from the Black Sail Fleet, it seemed they had pretty much cornered the day’s business in the Red-light District.

He couldn’t just pick any old stepping stone ID – positions like cook or storeroom manager have limited movements on a ship and don’t bear considering. What he needed was a job that could move freely about the ship to make repairs here and there, and ideally, with some authority – shipwright management was an excellent position, only needing to patrol around checking for any damaged parts and arranging for repairs.

Kai Deng had done his homework – after several days of reading up, if not achieved mastery, he had at least a general understanding of various ship knowledge.

He had already picked out an unlucky bastard who was about his height and had a lean build.

And Kai Deng always had a Human Skin Mask ready for men; using a Minstrel’s face was always the right move.

In the bustling Red-light District, two-story complexes lined the street, packed with rooms as the pirates went in and out.

These frustrated men could not be satisfied with just one shot, all were at least two shots guaranteed, three for perfection.

In the alleyway, wearing a cloak, Kai Deng reached for and donned an extremely beautiful new skin, instantaneously changing his face. Removing his hood revealed a one meter eighty sleek, elegant figure, with this appearance he became the craze of a mad carnival.

Kai Deng officially launched an attack – he had already rented a room in an inn.

He approached the group of the unlucky bastards he had targeted.

The eyes of several pirates were completely captivated. Damn, when did this supreme being show up in the Red-light District? Half of the prostitutes were single mothers, the other half were simply gangster girls with plain looks – finding one with a good face was already a blessing. And the truly attractive and young ones didn’t do retail, they offered customized services, beyond the reach of ordinary consumers.

Seeing Kai Deng wearing a Minstrel’s – that is, a star’s – face, they couldn’t even walk straight.

"Hey, stop looking for those rotten goods inside, three silver coins with me, I guarantee value for your money."

Kai Deng threw a flirtatious look at the leader of the pirates, eyeing his shipwright management position.

"Damn it, boss, let me do this. I’m twenty-five this year, still a virgin!"

"Three silver coins... three silver coins and five copper coins!"

"Why has it become a fucking bidding session now?"

"Fuck off, all of you, I’m the boss, let me do this!"

The shipwright management, his soul seemed to be hooked, and he was so enchanted that he walked over to Kai Deng, reaching his hand towards her bottom.

With a crisp sound.

Kai Deng slapped away his hand.

"You haven’t paid yet, come with me first."

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