The low-key king of pirates

Chapter 24 Undercurrent
"Is there no room for manoeuvre?" Old King Terry's expression changed, and his heart sank.

"It's not that my brother won't help you, there's really nothing I can do. I'm just a colonel in the navy."

Old Terry put down the phone bug in a dazed manner, knowing in his heart that what Colonel Wallon said was true.

Because of this, he felt difficult to choose.And there is not much time left for the old king to choose, because the deadline is two days later.

The small island of Reis, which is usually inconspicuous on the great route, seems to have become lively since half a month ago.

There are many fleets docked in many places on the island. In the past, if the pirate ships hadn't lost their way, they basically wouldn't come here, but now there are a lot of visitors on the island.

On the east coast, a huge merchant ship has been docked on the shore for many days. The owner of the ship often brings a lot of food and supplies to help the people on the island.

The kind and simple people of Reis welcomed these people very much, and warmly invited them to visit the small hills along the coast.

This hill used to be the guard camp of the prince of the kingdom, Les Green, and it has been vacant for many years.

The captain of the merchant ship was a lean old man with a scholarly air about him.Not like a businessman, but like an old pedant.

"Captain Sigelman, are you really going to rent this place and plan to live on the island?"

The person who asked the question was a man who had been favored by merchant ships. He was dressed in a coarse bunt, and his jacket was patched together with white patches. It should be a patchwork of rags.

"Yeah, this location has a great view, but I don't know if I can rent it out?" Sigelman obviously took a fancy to this place, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Then you have to discuss it with Minister Makalu. Generally, no one lives in this place, so it shouldn't be expensive." The man kindly told us how to rent it.

"Where does Makalu's family live?" Siegelman looked at the man happily and asked.

"It's just to the left of the gate opposite the palace. I'll take you there. Anyway, I'm fine now." The man volunteered hastily.

"That's troublesome!"

"You're welcome, Captain Sigelman has helped us so much, it's my honor to do something for you."

So the man led the way, and Sigelman followed a large group of people towards Makalu's house.

Unexpectedly, after the group left, an old woman cleaning the small hill station took out a phone bug from her arms and looked in the direction of the group thoughtfully.

After Sigelman and his party came back, the old woman was still sweeping the floor patiently, and there was nothing unusual on the surface.

Sigelman has been living on the hill since then, and Makalu is satisfied with the advance rent paid by Sigelman, so he hurried to the palace and reported the matter to the king.

Old Terry was happy because of the money, but he couldn't help sighing when he thought of the huge gap in the gold share in the sky.

In the south of Reis Island, a group of vicious pirates are hiding in the forest.

Under the old tree, in a clearing among the weeds, two hundred or so people were lying on the ground, with their cups and dishes messed up and filthy.

"Deputy captain, what does the boss mean, we just do nothing?"

"What do you want to say?" A one-eyed brat asked impatiently as he tore apart the leg.

"Brothers can't stand it any longer, something will happen sooner or later!"

"Don't worry, there are only two days left. At that time, women and treasures will be available, and it depends on whether you can snatch enough." The reckless man stared out of the forest, his eyes full of desire.

"Two days? That's good. Shall I give my brothers a breath first?"

"No, hungry wolves are often more effective than domestic dogs, let them hold back first!"

"Excellent advice, deputy captain!" The confidant next to the reckless man just flattered him.

In a farmyard not far from the small hills on the east coast, several men with round neck capes were sitting together.

"Are you sure Sigelman is on this island?" A man dressed in non-mainstream asked in a sharp voice.

"Yes, sir. I saw Sigelman on a merchant ship on the east coast with my own eyes." A man below with a firecracker replied respectfully.

The non-mainstream chief lightly tapped the handle of the bench, Shen Ning said after a moment: "This old guy has always been elusive. I didn't expect that I bumped into him here. What exactly is he trying to do?"

The men at the bottom were all silent. Judging from the expressions of these people, they were all well-trained and capable people.

"Is this island the territory of the Kingdom of Reis? Is there anything special here?" The sharp voice made people feel extraordinarily weird, but the others didn't have the slightest expression, obviously they were used to it.

"This island is close to the windless belt, its location is remote, the island is barren, and there is no trade. Even the world government doesn't pay much attention to it. But..." A subordinate stood up and reported the information he got.

"But what?"

"Recently, in a hidden harbor on the south coast, we discovered the warship of the Snow Wolf Pirates, and there were also a lot of stampede marks on the shore. It seems that these people are hiding in the forest to the south."

This subordinate is only guessing based on the existing traces, and is not very sure.

But this is also one of the suspicious points on the island, so he still reported the truth to the chief.

"This is a bit interesting. Since this small country is so weak, why is it like a vegetable market now, with so many people staring at it?"

"A pirate group didn't plunder directly, but quietly hid, there must be something wrong here."

One of his subordinates also said doubtfully when he heard non-mainstream words.

"No matter what, Sigelman is here, and he must not be allowed to leave safely. How long will it take for our people to arrive?" the non-mainstream asked.

"We can arrive tomorrow afternoon, but we only have about 20 people. Do you want to notify the nearby navy and ask them to send someone to assist?" a subordinate asked for instructions.

"Who is the navy nearby?"

"The nearest is Colonel Walloon's Seventh Branch, with about 800 people."

"Walone? This old guy is not strong enough. He only got the position of colonel because of his seniority, and he is still in the remote windless belt in the first half of the great route." There was undisguised contempt in the non-mainstream eyes.

"Then we still?"

"Forget it, too many people will scare the snake away, and once there is an emergency, it is not enough to be effective." The non-mainstream obviously looks down on the Walloon Navy.

The people of Reis Island are still farming and entertaining themselves as usual, completely unaware that the island is already turbulent.

On the Linnan, which was returning quickly, Green received a call from the empress Boya Hancock.

"Why did you think of calling me, miss me?" Green laughed through the phone bug.

Unexpectedly, there was a soft "um" on the other end, obviously admitting shyly.

"Green, I just received news that our refined salt warehouse on Noika Island has been ransacked!"

There was a hint of anger in Hancock's melodious voice, obviously the empress was about to lose her temper.

(End of this chapter)