Black Sail
Chapter 493: CXXII. Black Myth Connects with Immortal

Chapter 493: CXXII. Black Myth Connects with Immortal

The heartland of Mulong, located at the foothills of the Qunqing Mountain Range, in Kelor City.

The Black Sail Camp outside the city.

Celeste was overwhelmed with frustration. What kind of team had she brought? They were supposed to be carefully selected Lostra intelligence personnel, but these people were...?

The supplies had just arrived.

As the temporary commander of the Black Sail, Shadi suggested resting a bit longer. After all, there were Seventh Amendment personnel holding the front line, and no bad news had come through.

Well then, Ban’s uncle was really impressive, even being able to hold back the Aran Army.

Eat and drink as needed.

Now there was wine and meat, and the thousand or so pirates were following suit. With the country’s funding covering food and alcohol, it was a blast.

For the first time in her life, Celeste felt like crying. She had foolishly attempted to mediate between the East Sea and Lostra, but it backfired. Could these pirates actually get things done?

The supplies weren’t expensive for Lostra, but combined with transport costs, it was still quite a financial burden, boss!

"You said for us to go to war, but mainly, none of us know military strategy. We just roll up our sleeves and do the work. To be honest, sister, we’re here mainly to give you peace of mind, but we still need to wait for Liszt. We know our own limits, and we could really mess things up."

Shadi, drinking heavily, felt a bit guilty towards this young lady after being stationed here for so long.

"When is Liszt coming back?"

Celeste was near madness. People said he’d be delayed until the end of the year, which seemed like a long time, but if they didn’t set off soon, the Army General would be here fast enough to repair everything. At their speed, they could make it by December.

"No idea. If he dies out there, we’ll retreat, really sorry."

Shadi, gulping down his drink, felt a bit bad about the responsibility.

Celeste held her head, brainstorming. Honestly, she was feeling suicidal. She was exposed to the public; her career as a spy was over. Now as the East Sea Commissioner, her current position was also about to be finished.

"Domestic drama is really rising."

Morison was extremely dejected when he learned that Mika had legally become a member of the Mulong Royal Knights.

"Boss, the search squad has found an army advancing here. It’s Liszt’s group, with heavy armor and an unknown device in their supplies."

A Lostra operative reported to Celeste.

"Finally, he’s here."

Celeste sighed in relief. The chaos at Golden Palm Port could finally be put to rest. Liszt himself must have come back.

Two hours later.

Liszt successfully joined forces with Shadi. The field outside the city was wide enough to station the Black Sail troops.

Nashano’s first thought was that this place was too poor. Looking at the vultures circling the overcast sky, he knew the Aran were strong.

There was no way to win against the Aran, dragging it out until the end of the year was a reasonable plan. If that failed, though Liszt’s assets were large, they still couldn’t compete with the title of the Junlin Sword Master.

"You..."

Celeste wasn’t finished.

"Deal with this glasses guy, I want to catch up with old friends."

Liszt understood that Celeste was in a hurry. It wasn’t a good time to appeal to her. He sent Fen, the first-class political prisoner, to the local lord’s residence to talk things over. It was hard to step out of a comfort zone, so not using an outer brain would be a waste.

"Wolman, you’re the only one who has fought the Aran Army. Go with Fen, you’re both experienced warriors. Now you could be seen as Black Sail’s generals."

Liszt continued.

The three understood each other without words, but it didn’t matter.

"Roasting Aran, my favorite food..."

Wolman hummed a strange tune as he went with Fen and Celeste to study maps, battle lines, troop positions, resource strategic points—everything about the situation.

Celeste was getting frustrated with Chuan Che. How could he turn traitorous without even a greeting? She quickly pulled him over as her bodyguard.

The four left to talk business.

Lostra provided food and lodging, grain and wine all reimbursed. Liszt and Rein boasted as they pleased.

"What, aren’t you two happy to see me at all?"

Liszt was dumbfounded. He had felt touched hearing about Shadi’s self-harm but found them both with stern faces.

"Too much has happened. Brother Sha and I are both rethinking our lives."

Shadi didn’t care about this, Mika must have had some incredible luck. He was now at the hospital with the princess, healing soldiers and fostering relationships.

"Speak of the traitor, and he shall appear."

Morison sensed the approaching traitor.

Mika, knowing Liszt had arrived, temporarily set aside hospital matters to visit the Black Sail Camp.

"I thought you’d be killed by the Netherworld Envoy. But here you are, alive and kicking."

Mika took off his bloodstained gloves, adjusting his gold-framed glasses with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?"

Liszt didn’t recognize the man in front of him. He pointed at Mika, "Who’s this?"

Pirates had no image management, but as a former Aran bureaucrat, he represented the image of local provinces.

"Bought for 128 coins, Abnormal Mika, forensic doctor skin of Chenxi Port."

Shadi’s face was lifeless. Should he get an abnormal skin too?

Mika’s black and gray hair was tied into a low ponytail, now daily maintained. No longer sunburned from the sea, his skin was like that of a man in his thirties.

Not overwhelmingly handsome, but a type you’d want to keep looking at. His scholarly aura as a physician was something you couldn’t fake. He looked like someone with a certain academic prestige, a studious, gentle kind of man.

Many women loved this type.

Before, he carried a short-handled axe on his waist, performing quick amputations on those injured by grapeshot during boarding fights. It was handy for chopping off limbs and attacking too.

Now, he carried an elegant silver sword.

To the unknowing, he might be mistaken for a lethal scholar.

"Heh."

Rein didn’t care much. Whatever, even though you lost the Immortal Emperor Fruit Position, what’s the point? "Sorry brother, Chuan Che and I went to a famous place called Cloud Palace in Aran. It’s renowned as a Minstrel Troupe, more enchanting than a princess. Mika, your days of bragging about connecting experiences are over. Hand over the title of connecting to the Immortal."

Morison’s smile was uglier than a cry. Rein didn’t realize he was now the ultimate Joker.

"Go buy seeds for White Fool!"

Shadi felt some pity for Rein.

Rein was a bit shocked. The atmosphere felt off.

"Oh, this."

Mika adjusted his glasses. "Connecting to the Immortal? The Three Realms and Six Paths were destroyed by those four words. I’ve said goodbye to the past. I won’t go there anymore. As for Qili... forget it. Connecting to the Immortal title, I don’t need it anymore."

"What happened? What happened?"

Liszt held his head, thinking maybe Kelor Highlands was a new creepy place influencing Mika. He needed to contain its calamity.

"You’ve lost it."

Rein also felt scared. The current Mika was like someone who had used drugs for twenty years, had a mental breakdown, and then joined the Olympics to win the triathlon with crushing speed.

"He’s now an official knight of the Mulong Royal Family, a member of the Royal Knight Order under Princess Su Yizhana."

Shadi revealed the truth.

Rein was blown back two meters, laying on the ground, pupils trembling. "No reason, why hang on market trough?"

"Ask why the Immortal Emperor sits inverted, lamenting the people who won’t turn back. The work of the Royal Knight Order must be very tiring alone. I will help you!"

Liszt shouted.

Awakened as if from a dream, thanks to the princess’s status, commoners dared not hope. But thinking carefully, it was just a knight title. They weren’t even close yet; it was simply pity for Mika.

"I will help you!"

Shadi shouted.

"I will help you!"

Morison shouted.

"I will help you!"

Rein shouted.

The third Holy Grail War began.