Black sail

Chapter 477 CXI. Jail Time
In the heart of Murung, the Koror Highlands.

A necessary condition for building a city is convenient transportation. The city of Korol is not on the mountain, but is located on the back foothills of the Hengduan Mountains.

Those winding green mountains are covered with white frost due to their high altitude.

"Ryan's hometown is probably about the same place as this."

Xia Di really couldn't stand the atmosphere in the city. It was full of wounded soldiers waiting to die. He would explode if he looked at them for too long. He would melt if he listened to their dying gasps for too long, as if he was going to die with them. It was full of negative energy, just like the desperate jungle of Paradise Port full of drug addicts and old prostitutes.

He wandered around Black Sail's camp outside the city.

The battle line of the Alan Army General Crocodile Island has not yet reached the middle section, and the people of the Seventh Amendment are harassing in the front, and the rear area is in urgent need of recuperation and waiting for the delivery of materials from Lostra and the deposit from Lostra's Finance Department to Black Sail. The pirates of Paradise Port will never make a trip in vain, and they have to express their gratitude before the matter is accomplished, because they don't know if they will live to pay the balance.

In about a week, the Golden Dragon will be in place, and Black Sails will have to go to the front line, not only to share the benefits of the transportation network with the Seventh Amendment, but also to show their loyalty to Lostra. Having offended someone who should not be offended, they can only find a reliable backer.

This is not a gang fight, but a real battle.

"It's different. This damn place is too empty and eerie. When I was a power leveler, I heard from adventurers who had been there that the scenery of the Morrowind Plateau was like Heidi and Grandpa. Anyone who went there would die."

Morrison was building a tower of playing cards, feeling extremely miserable, and he looked at the vultures that were coming in from the sky, those ugly black birds were circling, attracted by the smell of decay in the city.

The two of them had no idea that the group that went after the Hades' messenger were living a life of debauchery and were only looking for top-notch barbecued birds.

"God damn Heidi and Grandpa, Ryan was forced to leave the mountains and was sent to Port of Heaven to work as a subordinate of a dark man. Facing the weird-tempered scarface, how can Ryan continue to infect others with his abstraction? When can he return to the Alps to reunite with his relatives and friends?"

Xia Di was speechless. It really belonged to Heidi and Grandpa.

"Seven points. It should be Morning Breeze Plateau instead of Alps." Morrison scored Shadi's level of sarcasm. "It was very natural and could have scored nine or even eight points, but there was a slip of the tongue. What a pity."

Xia Di thought Morrison was hopeless. The boring life in this shabby place made Morrison, who already had nothing to do, even more crazy.

A strong, cold wind blew by, blowing away Morrison's card tower.

Morrison was struck by lightning and had a tactical black face. He could no longer bear it after being stationed here for a week or two, which was like being in prison.

"Fortunately, Serin is a woman. Otherwise, she would not be able to bite off the big piece of meat like Alan."

He began to talk about irrelevant things.

"How to say?"

"Didn't she use a holy ointment on you that would not leave scars? It worked quite well. You can still seduce the Emperor's daughter."

"Hold."

Xia Di touched his face and found that there was indeed no scar left. It was really magical.

Serin is a senior agent of Lostra. In some situations, women have an advantage in disguise and infiltration because appearance must be taken into consideration. She carries some blessed ointments of the Holy Spirit Church with her.

Although the Holy Spirit Church is now in decline, it is still bigger than a horse and cannot be challenged by local beliefs. It is still the most widely distributed and has a great influence in Lostra. It is also closely connected with the local government. In view that the Eternal Church is the state religion of Syria, it can only place its hopes on this country.

Gurege is no longer glorious and can only runner-up now. He is at the bottom of the five permanent members and has no value in being won over.

Zeon's Holy Spirit Church is a localized product, which has nothing to do with the original Holy Spirit Church. It is a violent organization exclusive to the palace.

Not to mention Pedan, who is very averse to all religions. As the birthplace of the magic industry, the arcane and scholars are the mainstays, and they are not interested in that. As for the newly emerging Atomic Heart Church in the country, the doctrine it advocates is very fashionable. There are gods, but they are not personified gods. There is no personal preference, and there is no need to worship. God is a kind of practical scientific law, which is the key to breaking the blind faith of the ignorant masses.

Xia Di had to admire the Holy Spirit Church superman Caruso who was still staying in Heaven Port.

Caruso really believes in the Holy Spirit. Even though the environment is so bad, Dusk is a witness to the true believers.

"By the way, Master Archer, how many days has it been since he last drank?"

Xia Di didn't see the figure of the idiot, and felt a little worried. According to Serin's idea, the core members of the Black Sail would go to command the battle, and none of the four of them were qualified for that. Li Si should come here quickly.

Letting Archer command a war is like asking a Parkinson's patient with an IQ below 20 to perform a neurosurgery with pipe pliers and a hammer. The Western Continent has its own Commander Hal.

After going deep into the heart of Mulong.

The supplies transported from the Golden Palm Port, the pirates of the Paradise Port were not soldiers, whether they would have the next meal was another matter, but the trouble would be over in a few days.

The puppet government of Mulon, which was beaten by Alan's "Spirit Infusion Rod", is naturally quite secular.

The local tribal alliance all believe in the local religion and are from a completely different world from the domestic elite. One of the religious rules prohibits drinking alcohol.

Of course, there are many people who drink secretly in private, but that is not the case in public.

Besides, it is wartime now, and there is not a single bottle of wine left in Collor City. Even if there is, it is well hidden.

For detoxification and beauty, Jimei drinks eight glasses of water every day, Archer drinks eight glasses of distilled liquor every day, and fruit wine and beer are for children. They start at four kilograms a day. During the Chinese New Year and other holidays, even Oaks can't beat him.

Archer is also one of the few people that Micah admires from the bottom of his heart. According to common sense, he should have died long ago, but he is in good health, all his indicators are normal, he is full of energy, his hands don't shake, and he is like an old Zeon with a three-flag national defense body.

"It's been four or five days now. The withdrawal reaction is quite severe. Yesterday, he was playing with glass beads on the ground with a child. People like cockroaches are the toughest. Don't bother with them."

Morrison started playing poker again.

At this time, a burly orc pirate came to report the news.

"Well... Master Archer seems to be dying in the hospital in the city."

The orc said so.

"what?"

Xia Di was confused. Hadn't they not started the battle yet and were waiting for supplies from Lostra to arrive?

"Is there such a thing? Who killed him?"

Morrison was shocked. There were only a few people like Archer in the entire Western Continent. Anyone who had seen him would admit that he was the most annoying person they had ever met in their life.

It’s not that he’s so hateful, it’s just that... he’s a jerk, and no one can bring themselves to kill him for such trivial matters.

"It seems he drank two bottles of medical alcohol. He is receiving first aid. I also asked someone to find Teacher Micah."

The orc answered honestly.

Xia Di felt like he had eaten a lemon. Micah's behavior made him a teacher. Everyone is a teacher, right? Even the prostitute Kou Sen'er was a teacher. Indeed, for the medical technology of backward countries, Micah's knowledge level could not be considered advanced, but a prophet.

"It's fine if he's gone, or dead."

Xia Di had no intention of going over to take a look. He had been thinking about it for four years and still couldn't figure out why Fen had to pay for his meal and asked him to join the gang. It was all Fen's fault.

"It's a small matter. I won't die."

Morrison continued to build his tower of playing cards.

The orc was speechless. He was a pirate who was recruited after Doringer's death and the integration of Heaven Port. Although he was a ragtag pirate group, he was once a captain. He couldn't stand the endless war in the north, so he came to the East China Sea to beg for food.

I thought they would rush to see it in a hurry, the relationship between the top executives of Black Sail is very delicate.

Micah, who rushed over, didn't know that he was lucky.

(End of this chapter)