Black Sail
Chapter 568: CXCV. Grand Birthday Celebration (5K)_3

Chapter 568: CXCV. Grand Birthday Celebration (5K)_3

But the lives of Mulong’s soldiers and citizens count as much as the lives of the East Sea brothers.

A coward who pities the world wouldn’t have climbed to Liszt’s high position.

Just as Liszt planned, Black Sail is just here to mess around. Up front, it’s up to Uborio to hold the line, drain you until you’re worn out, and then the East Sea brothers make a heroic entry.

Do you think I’d send the East Sea brothers to their deaths just to gain benefits for you? Think again, the East Sea Desperados only play quick and ruthless.

It went smoothly, now Uborio has been beaten back into the city by Zote, the frontline is completely under Fen’s command. They’ve held Zote’s troops at bay and even pushed them back to Silver Moon City, counterattacking from the midline.

And now...

The Princess is also in the tent, and the East Sea’s rotten pirates... they are the saviors of Mulong.

"It’s still General Fen who’s the real deal, the more troops he leads, the better."

Liszt, smoking his cigarette, with the B2 bomber and the Grand General around, and yet a bunch of fanatics can’t be handled, made him a hollow East Sea King. Chuan Che finally realized that following Brother Li is the way to make big money; when the time comes, buy the Cloud Palace straight away, live in drunken dreams, must join the board to share dividends.

Now Magnus is Archer’s bodyguard, heroes gathered together.

If there’s any movement, Fen’s raven will fly back, but so far not a single raven has returned. You can always trust the old political prisoner Pedan.

It’s the excellent matching mechanism, Pedan’s strategy against Aran’s, only the Five Permanent can battle the Five Permanent.

Waiting for the moment to chop off Zote’s head, to celebrate big on September 9th.

But what puzzled Liszt is that Zote’s offensive should have been fiercer, Crocodile Island is indeed a good general, worthy of being called a Grand General, enduring till the end of the Continent Martial Arts Competition, not ruining the Emperor’s fun, advancing and retreating at will, but now he’s just a reckless brute.

So Zote should have been attacking fiercely, killing everything before the martial arts competition.

But Zote hasn’t personally led the campaign, is he waiting for something? Damn it, he must be brewing something sinister.

"Are you prepared to bear the consequences of sending Fafna to the frontline? Experience is indeed the best experience, but Fafna is the property of the Alan Royal Court, afraid of being killed by the Church Court, so she was hidden away, then released by anti-imperialists. But the Church Court is well-informed, and that’s why Marcus was sent last year. Now that Fafna has shown herself, the Church Court might send someone again to eliminate heresy. If Fafna dies, your head as East Sea Brother One won’t be worth as much as hers."

Celeste is also observing Uborio’s desperate counterattack, next it might be Liszt’s turn to usurp the nest.

Lostra is of course also funding Uborio, very grateful that they’ve held on for half a year, but without having dirt on Uborio, Lostra is cautious with his investment considering they might not be obedient going forward.

Liszt is different. In the East Sea, there’s no international convention, Lostra can do as they please, besides Liszt is someone who knows to recognize opportunities, willing to do Lostra a favor to delay Aran, giving them the time to infiltrate Vadinia.

The investment in Liszt is definitely more than in Uborio’s, not to mention the food and supplies, considering these East Sea folks indulge in smoking and drinking, these materials are also supplied, it’s hard to tell who’s the son and who’s the father, but they certainly are dependable allies.

"If this little sister dies, I’ll offer my head as an apology. What status do I have? Wait until I make some small adjustments, then when your Empress sees how handsome I am, I’ll directly become the Emperor, then you won’t speak to me in this tone, damn."

Liszt is quite full of himself now, and Celeste is finding it hard to handle him.

"Damn little sister, stop being so disgusting, alright?" Wolman couldn’t bear to watch, who in their right mind would send their little sister to fight and die? A person who’s so caught up in their own deception, even deceiving themselves, "Lao Da should hurry and talk with Uborio to hand over sovereignty, my brothers from the Great Wetland want to kill Aran people badly. We young ones can withstand it, but if we wait for old Yiremu any longer, he might just pass away."

Wolman pointed at the wetland great shaman, Yiremu, he brought with him.

"Thank you, really."

Yiremu, originally a serious and proper old revolutionary of the wetlands, was driven mad by these East Sea folks.

"Certainly, mustn’t keep the elderly waiting."

Liszt knows when dealing with Doringger, Yiremu is a fierce beast, can’t keep the elders waiting too long.

Stubbing out his cigarette, he prepared to go talk to Uborio.

The bottom line is drawn, Black Sail certainly can’t swallow all of Mulong. Uborio has been holding on for so long, he definitely deserves a piece, but... Liszt’s rule is, I eat my fill before you get your turn.

There are definitely benefits for you, you should rest up, otherwise, your Remnant Party, after the chaos in Mulong settles, bouncing back isn’t a good thing either.

"I’m leaving, Celeste, you come with me. Although you don’t want to get directly involved, talking isn’t a problem, right? After all the money sent to Uborio, he will listen to reason."

Liszt believes Uborio understands the situation, he’s given him a way out and a share of the spoils, if he remains ungrateful, nothing more to be said, then he won’t even get a scrap.

Celeste rubbed her temples and nodded.

Wolman also wanted to go along, to ensure there’s no mistake.

In the rock fortress’s core, only Mika and Morison remained.

"The dividends will really explode, if Liszt pulls it off, each quarter we’ll at least bring in several thousand Golden Dragons, how do you plan to use it?"

Before this, Mika was just an obscure little official; to be honest, a sum like this with astronomical figures makes even him feel a bit terrified.

"It definitely has to be an apocalypse survival base, must dissect Rein well, that Wind Blade machine gun is so damn cool, mowing down grass, zombie-slaying, keep mowing, don’t die!"

Morison was deeply looking forward to quickly wiping out these bastards in Mulong.

"Is that so..."

Mika didn’t know what to say, among the core members, they were all lunatics, only he considered himself normal.

"Princess..."

Mika noticed Su Yizhana approaching.

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