Black Sail
Chapter 526: CLV. The fierce wind must change

Chapter 526: CLV. The fierce wind must change

Liszt didn’t quite believe the Aran envoy at first. Was he the father or grandfather of Crocodile Island? It seemed like he had nothing valuable to offer in exchange. Could it be that the Netherworld Envoy had already leaked secrets and wanted him to hand over the Stele and Alicia to Crocodile Island, letting them use flowers to repay deities?

After hearing the conditions from the Aran envoy,

The atmosphere in the reception room turned grim, the expressions darker than still water.

"What’s so bad about the Illusion Technique World?"

Archer suspected he was already within the Tsukuyomi. Everyone said that the weasel was a very docile animal, but it wasn’t true. There was once a big incident where a man named Uchiha Itachi killed his entire family and made it on television.

He had long heard of the discord between the Eternal Sect and the Aran Royal Court, but he didn’t expect it to be this serious. The Heavenly Father killed the Heavenly Brother, and the kingdom could not be unified.

Crocodile Island would recommend Liszt to become the East Sea Governor, as long as he agreed to two things.

The first thing was:

Drifting City was easy to defend but hard to attack. To capture it, even with the strength of the Aran Lion Army, would require a huge military cost.

Crocodile Island wanted Liszt to attack from within and then let the army enter.

Of course, this was just secondary. Though Drifting City’s geography was unique, it was not as special as the Beima Giant Wall. Aran wanted to capture it; it was just a matter of time.

This was a small effort, an added condition.

The second thing was the most crucial.

Aran had always been a theocracy, and as a national religion, the monarch had to consider the opinions of the Sect’s Advisory Committee. The Western Continent had its own Sweet baby.

But the Emperor was too awesome, and he overthrew the original civil government. The military government came into power, directly separating religion from politics. How many divisions does the Dragon Lord have?

The historical reasons for this situation were very complex.

In short, Crocodile Island wanted to use a knife to kill someone, asking Liszt to kill all the people from the Eternal Sect.

They even reported the personnel configuration of the Eternal Sect, which showed their utmost sincerity.

The Sect had its special train.

This time, the preaching movement brought a large number of people. The number seemed small, but one must know, the Sect members were all madmen.

You think they’re as smart as you? Sorry, they really weren’t smart at all. If the Dragon Lord asked them to kill their pregnant wives, they would only repay the Dragon Lord’s kindness. It’s building the second floor on the first floor, monk-style!

The Time Sword, the elite troops of the Sect, had a total of thirty members.

The Heavy Priests, who Wolman once fought with at the secret port, totaled four hundred. These priests stupidly wore heavy armor at the seashore and charged the pier. If they were on land, they would be extremely formidable.

The leader of the Eighteenth Formation of the Time Sword was not disclosed. It wasn’t clear if Crocodile Island didn’t know or if it was a national disgrace too humiliating to reveal.

But Liszt knew who it was. It was indeed the notorious Zote, the deputy director of the Old Aran Witch Hunting Secret Department, who could devour ten billion children in one bite, a mad scholar who killed ten trillion people, and could silence Cthulhu’s cries at night.

If Liszt agreed, just mentioning the leader of the Eighteenth Formation would be enough. Crocodile Island would immediately return to the capital, report to the Emperor, and recommend Liszt as the East Sea Governor.

"Moreover, Lord Crocodile Island would control the railway front line and leave a gap for your rapid advance."

The Aran envoy covered his mouth. He lived a privileged life, except for losing teeth as a child, he maintained excellent dental health. The military had special dentists, but he recently lost a tooth with two long spikes underneath, causing him great pain.

Fen adjusted his glasses and pressed his fingers to his chin. The conditions seemed like a reasonable exchange.

"Do you guys know who you’re asking me to kill? It’s Zote!"

Liszt brainstormed, thinking the battlefield had no room for scheming. Did you think the Fourth Ninja War was all about Fire Shadow, Water Shadow, Wind Shadow, Thunder Shadow, and Sand Shadow all winning? It was actually internal conflict within Konoha.

"Zote... Who is that?"

The Aran envoy was puzzled. He certainly knew Zote, but thought it was just someone with the same name.

Liszt saw his reaction wasn’t an act. That kind of micro-expression, where someone remembers a person and immediately dismisses the thought, couldn’t be faked. Otherwise, it was pure acting skills.

"Are you for real? And you’re leaving a gap for us to enter. Who knows if it’s a trap? Also, can Crocodile Island really mediate? How do I know Crocodile Island’s strength? What if this Grand General is weak? It seems terrifying but may be false hope."

Even the Aran Admiral made Black Sail his lapdog, so Liszt had the right to say this.

Shadi was greatly shocked. He was the army’s, the Army General, while the post-75s murderers were cleaning up the Western Continent. Why couldn’t they deal with madmen? Now they were coming to recruit their Military Master.

The concept of the new generation’s age; the Gregorian calendar year 2000 equaled the Holy Spirit Calendar year 2675 approximately.

The Aran envoy was stunned. He thought being a Grand General was that easy? According to Aran’s military merit system, being just awesome wasn’t enough. One must achieve victories in large-scale battles, like sweeping a small country or overthrowing a heavyweight Area Lord, to rise in rank. Only someone at this level could enter the Imperial Palace and speak with that great person.

"With a Grand General mediating, and attacking the Sect would greatly benefit the Royal Court. The train robbery incident was just subordinates acting silly, messing around."

The Aran envoy said sincerely. If the deal fell through, he would face two tail beast jade attacks upon returning to Crocodile Island.

Shadi felt it was brilliant. A contractor? Not only was the East Sea Road slippery, but the Royal Court’s people were also more complex.

"I think it’s a trap. It looks like a push, but it’s actually a cat in a cup. This is a yellow scam."

Archer got drunk and started showing off his understanding.

"Why have ancient True Gods appeared!"

Shadi felt he wasn’t qualified to be Black Sail’s comic relief role. Probably only the Demon God could, the comic relief Demon God could handle such a heavy responsibility, observing countless abstract worlds, the true bosoms of Phoenix Garden.

"What I just said, a great achievement and significant mediating figure, this matter is already confirmed. As long as you fulfill your promise. If you fear it’s a trap leading the enemy deep, this document serves as collateral."

The Aran envoy pulled out a valuable contract written on a magic lizard leather from his coat. With no table in the shabby reception room, he handed it directly to Liszt.

Liszt immediately took it, and Fen and a group of people crowded around to look.

"It does seem real. The embossed emblem was made with special Aran Army paint, containing magic energy waves. It’s a credible document. If they reneged, we could expose Crocodile Island’s collusion with foreign enemies to the Eternal Sect, giving the Pope an excuse to lash out at the Royal Court."

Fen explained.

On the contrary, if the plan failed, the document was useless. Crocodile Island might trick them with false military tactics, and if the Sect actually lost people, they would surely seek accountability.

"This doesn’t need to be returned. What does Your Excellency think?"

The Aran envoy used honorifics this time, still couldn’t bring himself to call Liszt ’sire’ or ’bro’ so casually.

Liszt was having a headache. Ah Zhen, are you for real!

Wait!

Liszt suddenly remembered something. Wasn’t that show-off with the broken arm heading towards Black Rock City?

It was impossible for Liszt to truly join the Aran Royal Court. He didn’t have deep grudges with the Emperor, but he was at odds with Lostra. Choosing one meant opposing Aran.

If he was heading to Hell, he preferred his favorite Hell.

Lostra was an Empress and constitutional monarch. Going against her made him feel like he was bullying a woman.

A true man fights Ultraman! The Emperor hitting Gatandor with one punch wouldn’t be a problem.

But now, there was a need to buy some time. Delay as much as possible. He still hadn’t gotten involved with the beauteous Celeste.

Fen was very focused on Liszt’s decision, eagerly awaiting his verdict. If Liszt agreed, they would immediately send people to kill Celeste, Caroso, Wolman, Ban, the nephew of the Seventh Amendment Leader on Fishing Island, and anyone who opposed, silencing dissenters quickly to avoid Black Sail’s internal conflict consuming itself. Cut swiftly and decisively.

"I think it can be done."

Liszt said.

The people present had mixed reactions, some seeing it as a strategic view, others as a brain blood clot, with varying complex expressions.

Doringger!

That was why he had to clean things up and stand firm.