Black Sail
Chapter 512: CXLI. Princess Arrives

Chapter 512: CXLI. Princess Arrives

Now it’s already July, only two months until the Continent Martial Arts Competition. I hope Saleret can chop off that Netherworld Envoy.

I have already discussed the Zahak situation with Morison. Anyway, it was just Morison showing off, I gave him a break. You can’t suspect someone who later participated in a train heist and made the headlines, someone who also worked with Doringger, to be a traitor.

Pure show-off, let him finish showing off.

Marcus is still fucking alive, Liszt didn’t tell anyone, feeling guilty himself, so this matter just got dropped.

Swan is still in Duguli following up on the Aran Navy appointment, hope he succeeds.

Finally, there’s the Joker Emperor. Considering the time, Violet and Nishi should have arrived in Duguli too. Wolman’s freight line through the Great Wetland is also open, and Iron Soul Island’s crafts have been successfully transported to Aran. With those iron mine tycoons providing backup, they are giving profits to the Heavenly Eye Society. Nishi and the others brought radios to Duguli as well, and they’re already generating revenue, which can make up for the fiscal deficit. When it comes to art, Golden Dragon just keeps raking in the profits.

"It should be within these two days. Once we get news from the forward town’s outpost, we should go to battle."

Wolman was getting impatient, killing Aran people is a good job.

"I’m not boasting, I can now single-handedly suppress Crocodile Island, becoming an army by myself."

Liszt didn’t take it seriously. You’re just a grand general, and only for Aran. I’m fucking one of the four legendary units dominating the continent, I’d give you a weightlessness experience that would make you touch the sun.

"It’s true."

Nashano echoed.

With money, anything is possible. Drifting City, as a large city, definitely has an adventurer’s guild. During wartime, this service platform is subject to political constraints, with many adventurers and mercenaries being stuck here, some even coming specifically to pick up mercenary jobs.

Nashano directly spent a lot of money to hire a mercenary corps to support Liszt, and had already sent messages to friends at the Tower of Winterless. That guy, being the Tower Master’s son, had an endless supply of money and has already started collecting Junlin Swords.

It’s like Liszt activated auto-pickup, effortlessly going to Pedan to claim his reward later.

"You anti-imperialist really know how to make things look good."

Wolman wasn’t some hot-blooded youth unable to think. Having endured two national humiliations, he had to unite all possible forces, the enemy’s enemy is a friend.

Nashano smiled silently, knowing about the deep-seated blood feud between Aran and the Great Wetland, it was best to avoid provoking this black big too much, especially since he was a noble.

"Where the hell did Mika go? I had people search everywhere, and they still came back with nothing."

Liszt was really speechless. It’s like he vanished into thin air. A war is about to break out, who knows how many people will be close to death, yet the Miracle Walker is still dealing with wildlings.

Pirates and adventurers have different operating strategies. Liszt has been here for eleven years and never visited any forbidden areas, only engaging in quick, short-term missions.

"The warzones are dangerous everywhere, we should send more people to find him."

Fen, part of the Black Sail founding team, disliked everyone indiscriminately, but among the dwarfs, he admired Mika the most. Mika, with his specialized skills, was without a doubt a top-tier talent, a leader in his field.

Although Celeste’s specialized team had doctors, their clinical experience paled in comparison to Mika’s by ten Evgeny Peaks.

Evgeny Peak is the highest mountain in the Western Continent, also known as the World’s Throat, frequented by many Secret Cultivation Society pilgrims.

His theoretical and practical knowledge, along with some of his unique achievements in alchemy, were irreplaceable.

"Isn’t there that kind of setup where, after jumping off a cliff, he’d find a secret martial arts manual or something."

Wolman, doing push-ups, spoke in a teasing tone.

"For god’s sake, secret martial arts manual, and maybe meet his aunt too, right?"

Liszt shook his head, producing a series of popping sounds from his bones.

Shadi.

What a scoundrel, he stole some of my Emperor Transformation Technique and charmed Doringger’s former Sword Sister, Yoshikawa Chiyoko.

It’s enough that you’re handsome, I tolerated that, but now you’re just despicable.

Who knows where he’s currently in Drifting City, causing trouble.

Celeste hasn’t tried to interact with me recently either, and Liszt felt like he was back to being just a loser, the top loser among losers.

"Let’s go out for a walk, I hate these times just before a battle, it’s maddening."

Liszt suggested.

"I’ll pass."

Fen was still studying the map. Liszt’s plan was to carve out more from Mulong, so he had to study the map more carefully. With the strategic change, together with the Resistance Army and the Seventh Amendment, they planned to split Mulong.

The Rebellious Marquis of Golden Palm Port had to be put aside for now, as they would only send money without benefiting. When it comes to advancing into the Narrow Sea, the Rebellious Marquis needed to be eliminated too, using them as a bridge for Black Sail’s entry into the Narrow Sea.

At this time, a pirate rushed in with urgent news.

"Boss, the soldiers guarding the city gate of Uborio were all taken down by a guy with a mechanical arm on his right hand. They were only knocked out, not killed. There was a cloaked person with the cripple, and ten severely injured men. They said they were your friends, and they must see you."

The pirate reported truthfully.

Everyone else in the room immediately looked at Liszt.

"I’m not sure either."

Liszt was a bit confused.

Uborio had been a good host to Liszt, though he knew he had brought in formidable foes, compared to the Seventh Amendment terrorists, they were just about the same, but it was still the best choice in their dire situation.

"Better go check, maybe Mika is back."

Wolman suggested.

"You guys go."

Fen just wanted to study the map. According to Liszt’s strategic fighting style, they could disregard the front lines at Crocodile Island. As long as they pushed deep enough, Drifting City could stockpile defensive troops. Everyone else should execute a wide flanking surprise attack, going directly for Black Rock City, cutting off the supply routes.

This was the only viable strategy.

But from a grand strategy perspective, they couldn’t let Aran explode right now. The Emperor had spoken, showing concern over this matter, letting him lose his temper would be bad; it had to be a slow burn.

It’s best to drag things out for a while, giving Lostra time to infiltrate Vadinia, completing their Oath of Loyalty.

By the end of the year, around Fourteenth Month’s full moon, they would go all out.

By then, with Vadinia fully infiltrated, the main artery connecting both sides of the Narrow Sea would lose value, facing significant projected revenue drops. The Alan Royal Court would have to make a tough decision, otherwise, their sunk costs would be too terrifying. Of course, the railroad would still be built, the previous sunk costs would still exist, and they would need to generate some revenue. It would still be beneficial overall, though they might allow Mulong to revert to a kingdom, getting some transit fees from Aran.

The Alan Royal Court didn’t have to put all their eggs in the railroad basket, they still controlled traditional land routes.

Liszt and Wolman left the base, heading to the city gate.

Leaving behind Fen and Celeste.

"Aran is sure to have countermeasures for your infiltration of Vadinia. What if the infiltration fails?"

Fen was concerned about this. If they failed, the direct confrontation with Aran would be disastrous. The Alan World boss couldn’t be messed with by the pirate dogs of Heaven Port. A little effort and they’d all be obliterated. If the railroad’s projected revenue was still high by the end of the year, combined forces of their grand generals, their army and navy, would crush Black Sail.

"It won’t fail. West of the Narrow Sea is our stronghold."

Celeste thought Fen was overthinking. Sometimes, overthinking wasn’t good, immediate benefits were king.

"Alright, I have a favor to ask. Please convey to your superiors, if they are willing to share the infiltration progress with us, I can ensure that after reclaiming Mulong’s regime, we’ll appoint your people as Regent King. We will fully support this. Of course, power and money distribution are separate matters. In the new government, we still want some positions managing finances."

Fen suggested.

This was critical. If Vadinia worked out, so would Black Sail.

As an old political prisoner, Fen understood that the key factors in every war were often outside the chessboard. Grasping them meant grasping victory.

Celeste frowned. This little glasses guy was really something.

Meanwhile, in another part of Drifting City.

This city didn’t have a strict city wall; it was all natural rock formations. The pass leading into the city was a narrow path, easily defensible.

Liszt met the one-armed man he had seen at the hospital the other day.

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