Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 223 Nast's Wrath

"Then what should we do, should we investigate nearby?"

Sophie thought for a while, then asked Venata.

"To be honest, it's not necessary." Venata shrugged, "It's not that I want to find that Moran. I don't like dealing with these mysterious guys. If you want me to say, this kind of guy who speaks ambiguously is the most annoying. People get bored."

"And whether we investigate or not, it makes no difference what to do," he said.

Venata continued to explain, "If she wants to see us, she can go there by herself in two days after having Adele deal with anti-divination. If she doesn't want to see us, she probably has already fled to St. Miron. Even if you inquire with the ordinary people around you, you will not be able to find out about it.”

"But, it's not good to just go back like this?"

Sophie asked timidly.

"It doesn't matter, the main task of coming out this time is to supervise you as a 'criminal', and you have already exceeded the task."

Venata took Sophie's hand and walked back. "The faces of the gangsters when they get a little girl with a shotgun to her head are brilliant."

No. 52 Weiyan Street was just the last stop of the scheduled itinerary. Before that, Venata had already led Sophie to make a big fuss in the territory of the Cassowary Party, and took over the militant gang again.

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At the same time, countless large and small ships are docking around an island in the Solomon Islands.Although they all rolled up the sails that symbolized their status at this time, judging from the black bottom of the drooping black sails, these ships were obviously pirate ships.

Surrounded by hundreds of pirate ships, there is a huge sailing ship covered in pure black.

The ship was nearly a hundred meters long, with three black canvases hanging high like flags.

There are cannon muzzles on the left and right sides of it, and all kinds of sailors are running and busy on the deck.

On its deck, with its back against the cabin, stands a mottled stone chair two or three meters high, on which sits a behemoth comparable to ancient giants.However, as the distance approached, his figure gradually became normal, and finally fixed at about 1.9 meters.

He has a black beard just past his neck, a tall minaret crown on his head, and a gorgeous robe with a black background and silver border. His face is hard and deep, full of majesty, making people subconsciously want to bury their heads.

Under the slightly wrinkled broad forehead, above the high and straight bridge of the nose, two deep black eyes with a dark red light reflected all the participating pirates in the White Maple Palace.

Nast Solomon, the king of the five seas, was standing in front of his subordinates who had not been in charge of various affairs for a long time. Before that, no matter whether he was sailing in the sea or in the spirit world, anyone who could stand in front of him No more than five fingers.

"The fleet of the King of the Black Seat hasn't arrived yet, probably the rumor is true, and he may indeed be dead."

The second officer of the "Dark Emperor", "Viscount Fear" Bird Mustang said in a sad tone.

"There is no news about the 'Queen of Mystery' and the recently promoted 'Queen of Stars'. They should not appear here."

"Disease Admiral Tracy sent a message through a messenger, saying that the Witch Sect is looking for something in the Middle Sea area recently, and cannot go to the Solomon Islands." Dusk Admiral Bratov Ivan, " Admiral Hal Constantine of the Deep also sent similar hints, but more cryptically."

There was no expression on Nast's face, but judging from the crimson light in his eyes, he seemed to be suppressing his anger.He waved his hand holding the scepter and said:

"It's acceptable. Admiral Iceberg Admiral Edwina doesn't have a deep connection with the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the church won't let her take the risk of rejecting my invitation to perform any missions."

Hearing Nast's words, the tall and thin middle-aged man standing beside Bird Mustang widened his eyes, and looked at Viscount Fear who had just finished his report together with everyone standing beside him.

Beads of sweat dripped from the second officer's face, and after a while, he murmured:

"Your Excellency Count..."

"Edwina, she..."

"Edwina has not returned to Intis." The tall and thin "Crimson Baron" Rauf Decker continued, "Her fourth boatswain is currently serving as the bishop of the Sea God Church, Edwina Na has recently gotten very close to the fortune tellers of the Church of the Fools. Just now there was a telegram saying that I saw Edwina Edwards in Bayam and saw the 'Golden Dream'."

Hearing the report from his subordinates, "King of the Five Seas" Nast clenched his somewhat thin lips.He didn't say a word, his shoulders under the gorgeous robe with black background and silver border slightly undulated, and his brows tightened and loosened from time to time.

After a while, Nast stretched out his hand, wanting to take off the spire crown on his head.His hands trembled a little, and it took him a few tries to take off the heavy layered crown.

Nast stared at the sea surface which was quite empty compared to before with a little confusion, his eyes gradually lost focus.He pretended to be calm and said: "Viscount Fear Mustang, Baron Crimson Decker, Knight of Disciplinary Lawrence stay, and the others go out."

None of the pirates dared to raise objections, nor did they dare to whisper.With much the same mood, they lined up in an orderly manner and left the cabin with 41 left and right 40 candlesticks arranged irregularly.

The Viscount Fear stood still, but he couldn't help looking at the door, and then turned back, looking at Nast's knee, not daring to look at the expressionless captain.

The moment the door closed, these three Sequence 5 powerhouses felt the overwhelming anger from "King of the Five Seas" Nast at the same time.

The crimson light in Nast's eyes became more fierce. He glared fiercely at the second officer, third officer and boatswain of his flagship, and hit the ground with the scepter in his hand. The strange force still caused the candlestick on the wall to shake slightly.

"This is fucking betrayal! It's a naked betrayal!" Nast stood up from the huge throne and roared. He had never been so angry since he got the "Dark Emperor" to sail across the world. "Why are these pirates unwilling to obey my order!"

Outside the door of the cabin, the first officer of the "Dark Emperor", the "Mage of Doom" Seleu Vysotsky, who had just completed his promotion and had not recovered to the level of an adult, sobbed softly.

Although her current state of mind could not allow her to understand why the captain was angry, Nast's anger still frightened her, making her sob a little aggrieved.

However, the intuition brought by the demigod of the "monster" path told her that it would be better not to disobey Nast now.

(End of this chapter)