Black Sail
Chapter 74: LXXIV. The Dragon Lady I Support

Chapter 74: LXXIV. The Dragon Lady I Support

Emperor had shattered Old Aran, slaying a Dragon at the Royal Capital. This Silver Dragon’s wings stretched over ten miles, its thrashing cleared the skies for thousands of miles, earth shattered, horror boundless.

This was not an unverifiable tale.

Evidence abounded from all quarters.

Moreover,

Today, in the Aran Imperial City, there exists a Dragon Stone Square spanning 45,000 acres, transformed into the Aran National Museum to showcase the Empire’s majesty, ancient history, bolster national identity, and deter adversaries from all directions.

Any good deeds done by the Emperor, conquering the Southern Wetlands, pushing back the armies of the Beastmen barbarians to the north, or annihilating the Old Aran Witch Hunting Secret Place, were all heavily publicized here.

And this commercial district radiating from the museum as its center was built around an enormous framework, creating an exceptionally gorgeous landscape.

That was the millennia-undecayed Silver Dragon skeleton.

The Emperor killed the Dragon with his bare hands.

Irrefutable evidence.

The first mighty man of the Western Continent, deservedly so.

Inside the navigation room.

"The Em... The Emperor is the singer... right?" Liszt picked up a cigarette butt off the ground, trying to calm himself, "Anyway, let’s find the time machine first."

When actually coming into conflict with the most formidable person, Liszt still panicked a bit, now realizing the battle at the secret port had unleashed a Boss Level character at the Second Stage.

Liszt believed he had activated it incorrectly, rummaging through drawers, looking for a blue carpet with a built-in control panel that could travel through time tunnels.

Fen began to share her conjecture.

"Marcus is powerful, and Zahak isn’t bad either, and indeed they went to great lengths to capture across borders, but the effort still seems insufficient. Otherwise, we couldn’t have stood a chance. Most likely, the Emperor is unaware of this matter, the court too large to be managed, deceived by power-hungry courtiers with ulterior motives. Or perhaps he simply doesn’t care, after all, the Dragon Master on the ship is still... a juvenile? I read in the college library that Dragons have extremely long life spans, nearly immortal without outside interference. This Dragon poses no threat to the Emperor."

Fen once read from ancient texts that Dragons were not creatures from this world, but came from other celestial bodies or alternate planes.

There were Magicians who ventured outward in spirit and spoke of an alien celestial body called Flying Dragon Ridge, inhabited entirely by the Dragon Clan, but it might as well be a tale, without basis for verification.

After hearing Fen’s words, Liszt’s heart eased a little, fortunately, a juvenile, thankfully, it was a destiny seat system, otherwise, the Emperor would have been furious with him.

But certainly, a juvenile, or else would it be Marcus’ turn to be so insolent? He’d be finished in an instant.

"Master? A beauty! The Dragon Lady I endorse! The Emperor is the singer, right? I’ll just wait for him in the streets of Heaven Port, he won’t have good days ahead, must slap his face."

Liszt couldn’t think of how he could lose, for this place was as far from Aran as one could get. Before the Emperor could take down Beima again, he could linger.

What’s more crucial is that this was a strictly confidential matter. During the recent negotiation with Caroso, they had trusted insiders within Aran to cover and confuse, nobody knew the Dragon was in Heaven Port, a nest of pirates, who would believe it if told?

Once he had gathered the Divine Jewel, found a way for the Dragon Lady to grow rapidly, he would kill the most troublesome Emperor first, then flay that Magician, out of an old school tie, leaving his old classmate for the last, to relish a satisfying Frost Rhododendron Blood-crying, wouldn’t it be perfect to return to Earth and offer Lord Guan a grand golden statue?

"So, what do you mean?"

Fen believed Liszt had made a decision.

"Privateer certificate? Who knows when war will break out, they’re given out like they’re free, it’s just a few years’ subscription, dogs wouldn’t want it. Dragon Lady, you must endorse her, you must hunker down well in Heaven Port. I can’t let such an ignorant girl become a cold government’s tool, filled with lifelong regret, an endless cycle of killing, I must... rescue her!"

Liszt’s mindset had changed, these were the words of justice.

"Good! Must rescue."

Swan agreed. With Diaz’s exceedingly terrifying status in the Western Continent’s underworld, how could they stand firm without substantial backing?

Fen was getting speechless, and Swan was nearly as rabid as Rein.

"I get what you mean. The letter says people from Lostra will arrive at the end of the thirteenth month. Even if we go back now, there will still be time to prepare, and we can make a long-term plan. Since the idea of the privateer certificate has been rejected, at the next stop, let all the key members know to get ready to take out Lostra’s people. So now we should consider how to infiltrate Caroso and Goria’s ranks."

Fen reminded.

Liszt understood too, there were too many unstable factors, and nothing was set in stone yet. The Dragon Lady didn’t acknowledge this as her home at all right now, they had to seriously lead her astray.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside the room.

Liszt made a hushing gesture.

"You all go back to your business, I will make the decision."

Liszt stepped forward and opened the door.

The person who came was none other than Caroso.

Liszt was somewhat puzzled. The man had just gone down; why had he come up again so soon? Had he discovered something?

Swan’s skills shouldn’t be a problem, right?

Just as Liszt’s heart was climbing into his throat.

"I was wondering if there was any more food. The three of us have a rather large appetite."

Even Caroso felt a bit embarrassed asking this. It was so shameful to resort to asking others for food in such a situation. It wasn’t that he didn’t have money, but rather being at sea...

The girl was injured; otherwise, she wouldn’t need an escort at all. She hadn’t eaten much on the way here, and now that she had relaxed completely, her appetite welled up.

But when living under someone else’s roof, you have no choice but to ask others.

A huge weight fell from Liszt’s heart. He thought there had been a complication, but it was just this trivial matter. He plotted in his heart; to confirm the truth, he still had to trick him a bit.

"Uh... the food on the ship is rationed strictly, we must plan so it’s enough to last until the next stopover."

Liszt made things difficult for Caroso.

Caroso was a dignified person. Seeing Liszt say this, he had to wrong the girl a bit and did not say more.

"However, all of you are esteemed guests from far away, and we should not neglect our manners. Although asking the ship’s cook to prepare something special would cause slight dissatisfaction among the other crew members, it cannot be helped. But I have a better idea, which implies inconveniencing you a little. You can go to the storeroom and take a bit more dried smoked meat and lettuce, although it’s not very tasty."

Liszt offered two choices, at the same time watching Caroso’s expression closely. No matter how clever a person, they can’t completely hide their psychological emotions in an instant.

"Then let’s not trouble the chef, and we’ll just take some more smoked meat. We don’t need the lettuce, and I don’t want to bother you further."

Caroso made his choice without any hesitation, as if relieved.

He didn’t realize that he’d been deceived by Liszt.

"Okay, I’ll have the big lizard find someone to deliver it to you later, with some spices to make it a bit tastier. Living conditions at sea are tough. If there’s any dissatisfaction with our hospitality, just let me know, and I’ll try to improve whatever I can."

Liszt was quite generous.

"I really don’t know how to thank you."

Caroso was well aware that these pirates were doing life-threatening business at the port, so they must ensure Lostra’s agents paid handsomely, otherwise these guys wouldn’t let things go easily.

Liszt already had an idea; it was one hundred percent confirmed. The Dragon Lady was involved.

Swan’s furrowed brows eased up, Liszt... he was the kind that could play the power game.

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