Black Sail
Chapter 525: CLIV. First Love

Chapter 525: CLIV. First Love

Liszt was at a loss for words. Since this summer, no one had dared to show strength to Liszt and give the East Sea Brother One a hard time.

Even the Netherworld Envoy of the Thief Guild had to bend the knee.

It had to be Mr. Aran, couldn’t deny it.

"I know many bosses, but they all call me Boss. I don’t need anyone’s support. Think of your last words; I didn’t expect the talks to collapse right from the start."

Liszt couldn’t understand but was greatly shocked.

"Do you think that capturing a few watchtowers means the Army has been defeated? You’re too naïve. Even if you capture them ten thousand times, we can reclaim them. This is simply insignificant."

The envoy spoke arrogantly.

Liszt was dumbfounded. Mr. Aran was truly impressive, signaled with his hand, and three people were dragged in and chopped up.

The other two envoys were also stunned; their leader was clearly not cut out for negotiations.

As Liszt gave the order, Morison volunteered. He loved killing and thought that killing soldiers wouldn’t be as satisfying and might even make him feel guilty.

Who said it wasn’t satisfying? It was very satisfying.

Morison walked in with a sinister smile, along with a group of heavily tattooed pirates who were there to intimidate the government, ready to chop up the three men.

But the leader of the three showed no fear at all.

In fact, their leader had his own set of mind techniques. Without risking their lives a bit, these East Sea people wouldn’t take them seriously. Now, he surely felt very manly.

Moreover, frankly speaking, failing the mission at Crocodile Island was not better than dying here with Liszt.

Most importantly, Crocodile Island would offer Liszt an irresistible condition.

"What I want to say is that Doringger didn’t die by your hand but by his own ambition. The East Sea cannot have order; this is the international consensus. You are now just following Doringger’s old path. I’ve been in Mulong for a while, the news isn’t as quick, but I can guess that the people from the Narrow Sea must be giving you trouble now. As the saying goes, in distress, head to Heaven Port. You let those pirates go around burning and looting, and no one cares, but you’re more arrogant than Doringger. By allowing the Ship Traders Association on both shores to pay protection fees, you think you can bring peace and harmony to the East Sea. This is going too far."

The envoy spoke calmly, seeing no one swaying and the knives gleaming, he quickly added, "I have a way to solve this!"

He indeed hit Liszt’s sore spot, and Celeste also reminded him of it.

Liszt wanted to see what trick he had up his sleeve and signaled his men to stop.

The envoy’s face showed some pride, but also a hint of fear.

"But I’m still very unhappy with your attitude. You, go up and give him two slaps."

Liszt ordered.

"I..."

The envoy hadn’t finished his sentence.

The core members of the Black Sail evidently liked to join in the fun. Before the underlings could take action, Shadi put out his cigarette and without a word, landed two crisp slaps on the envoy’s face, with full force.

Instantly, both sides of the envoy’s face turned red and swollen, with subcutaneous bleeding, looking like a swollen-headed fish, and his nose started bleeding too.

Morison felt unsatisfied, so he took off his gloves, pried open the envoy’s mouth with two fingers like a pair of pliers, and forcibly broke off one of the envoy’s front teeth, causing blood to pour out.

"Oh my, oh shit!"

The envoy’s speech became slurred.

Liszt felt considerably better.

"What way do you have to solve this? If your answer isn’t satisfactory, then it’s time for Heaven Port’s Million Questions."

Liszt was inwardly cursing that Rein was also missing; this should have been his segment.

Anyway, it was his invention, having someone bring a table, driving a long nail upside down into the surface, ready to tie with rope.

Now the envoy was genuinely scared. He had always dealt with regular armies, whose officers had attended military schools and received professional training; they were very professional.

He thought Liszt, being so mighty, would be professional too, but this was too unprofessional!

"These words are all from the General; he said them personally! Absolutely true!"

The envoy’s tone changed, making one laugh.

"Which General? Name him—I don’t remember small characters."

Liszt played with the envoy’s broken tooth. The Aran people loved cleanliness—all had sea-salt-like teeth, while everyone in the East Sea had yellowed teeth from smoking.

Liszt flicked the broken tooth like a glass marble onto the envoy’s face.

"It’s the Army General, the Lord of Crocodile Island himself said it!"

The envoy bitterly thought, Damn illiterate! Country bumpkin! So hateful, but could only curse in his heart.

Fen showed some interest.

"Speak."

Liszt was also intrigued.

"Your entry into Mulong has reached the Royal Court. The train robbery case had been suppressed, but this time, the Royal Court is really angry and has appointed a special team in the Navy to kill you!"

The envoy feared Liszt didn’t understand.

"I knew that long ago. And then?"

Liszt didn’t care about special teams; his business had grown this big, should he run away? Fleeing to the Far East like an ultimate fool? Impossible. Even if the Holy Spirit descended, he’d still do the same.

"The Lord of Crocodile Island is willing to mediate the conflict between you and the Royal Court and make the East Sea an Aran enclave, recommending you to become the East Sea Governor!"

The envoy said.

The words thundered in everyone’s ears.

So that was why this envoy was so arrogant; he indeed had a trump card.

Lostra provided three thousand gold dragons monthly to support the East Sea, along with astronomical material aid.

Letting the Black Sail run wild without care?

Among the pirates, the informant Celeste bribed began to sneak out, using a high-cost magic-guided communication device to signal Celeste, which wasn’t a big deal for Lostra.

A strong wind swept through.

Bang!

Fen’s wind element instantly closed the door, and everyone who heard the words just now would need to be screened.

"Shit!" Shadi was amazed, "East, Sea, Gov, ernor?"

Doringger’s series of self-damaging maneuvers were all for these four amazing words?

"Yes, the East Sea Governor! Lord of Crocodile Island said it himself. As for taxes and tributes, we can discuss them slowly. Just bear the title of an overseas enclave, and no tribute is also fine. That way, the people from the Narrow Sea can’t touch you."

The envoy saw Liszt was interested and pressed his advantage, quickly adding.

Liszt pondered for a while, an unknown Aran official he didn’t know helping this far?

Just knowing that the Black Sail killed over two hundred Aran soldiers yesterday, so gracious right after? Not afraid of demoralizing the troops?

"It sounds good, but what are the conditions?"

Liszt asked, the unknown conditions must be terrifying, and the known conditions were also highly terrifying, like falling out with Celeste and Caroso, while Lostra and the Holy Spirit Church would attack him over the Fafna incident, making Wolman hard to accept it either. He, once hailed as the Northern Prison OG, becoming Aran’s pawn, with a collapse in prestige and cohesion.

Was it time to gamble again?

Liszt and the Emperor had no great enmity. It was all about interests up till now, if he could enter the Aran Royal Court, maybe even find Akasa.

Felt sorry for Celeste and Caroso.

I killed Aran National Church members, robbed Yala Royal Court’s dragons, took money from your nobles, killed your nobles, killed your soldiers, tortured Aran countless times, yet Aran treated me like first love.

"The condition is...

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