Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 276 The First Customer Arrives (4000 words)
In the captain’s cabin of the Golden Hind, Byron silently let go of Violet’s hands, and the spiritual auras that had been blending into one with each other separated again.

In just a few moments, he was in the girl's perspective, seeing everything she had seen in the shipwreck graveyard of that public dream.

Not only did he recognize the first-class ship [Blue Dragon King] where he once served, but he also clearly heard his old father's strong and friendly voice again.

"That's great. It hasn't been completely digested by the octopus yet. That's great."

I was excited but also somewhat relieved.

Death did not make the old father depressed. Instead, he went after his former enemies, the York family and the church, and gave them a good beating.

It consumed a lot of their spirituality.

Violet brought back mixed news.

At least in the short term, instead of worrying about this rampant first-class battleship, it is better to worry about the other people who were swallowed up.

The Kraken's Touch doesn't seem to care who gets digested in the Shipwreck Graveyard.

But since the winner can obtain spiritual replenishment from other ghost ships, it is not impossible to raise a "Gu King" if things go on like this.

He originally thought that he would never see his father, uncle and other tribesmen who were eaten by the Kraken's Touch again in this lifetime.

Now that I have unexpectedly learned the whereabouts of the Blue Dragon King and that it is temporarily safe, my heart has settled down a lot.

Although the road ahead is extremely difficult, at least there is a direction for further efforts.

Having witnessed the power of the "Touch of the Kraken" with his own eyes, he knew very well that pulling the Blue Dragon King out of the deep dream would not be something that could be done in a short period of time.

Even if they came up with a solution, they would have to wait until they reached the "bridgehead" marked on the nautical chart in the material world before they could start the rescue.

Without a transit station connecting dreams and reality, they cannot bring anything from reality into dreams, nor can they bring anything out of dreams.

But as a long-term goal, we need to start planning ahead from now on.

At this time, the unlocking density of [Secret: The Origin of the Mad Blood Disaster, Historical Influence 38] that had just been activated also jumped from 21% to 45%.

The mastermind behind the blood disaster is obviously closely related to the old enemy "Touch of the Kraken".

Byron looked up at the girl who had unexpectedly helped him and thanked her sincerely:
“Thank you, Violet.”

In his eyes, the girl today was particularly cute and he liked her no matter how he looked at her.

Violet smiled complacently, regaining some of her female pirate captain’s aura. She looked him up and down and said teasingly:
"Our racial motto as Taiwanese people is: revenge must be paid, kindness must be repaid.

Byron, how do you want to repay me?"

"Uh"

Seeing the girl's adorable act of repaying a favor, Byron subconsciously came up with two completely different options:

'Option 1: The hero is not good-looking. I have no way to repay him. I can only work like a cow or a horse in the next life to repay his kindness.'

'Option 2: The hero is handsome, and I have nothing to repay him with, so I will repay his kindness with my body.'

As for whether Violet is pretty or not?

There is absolutely no doubt about it.

Seeing Byron staring at her blankly, the girl was delighted and laughed:
"Just kidding, we're just following each other."

Patting his shoulder, he waved his white fist eagerly and continued:

“With the experience I gained this time, I will definitely gain more next time I go.

Start collecting all kinds of intelligence, including what indigenous countries there are in the New World, their power systems, the topography of mountains and rivers, and population distribution.
The New World is so close to the whaling grounds of the Leviathan whale that it may have already made preliminary use of whale oil, and we can learn from their experience.

The girl was talking with great joy, and Byron did not immediately interrupt her fantasy.

Everything she said was indeed feasible.

In Byron’s previous life, it is said that there was a genius scientist named Nikola Tesla who was able to travel into the collective subconscious of mankind and absorb the knowledge therein.

He is considered the greatest electrical engineer of his time.

It is so great that it is hard to believe that the knowledge comes from his brain alone.

“And, and.

Maybe I will have a chance to help you communicate with Uncle Edmund and the others in the future, so that you can exchange information through dreams."

When Byron heard Violet say this, his face finally straightened up and he said to her seriously:
“Don’t ever take risks there again.

Since it is the residence of an old god, perhaps there is a huge world crack hidden deep in the dream.

The Church spent more than a thousand years covering up all knowledge and history of those super-sized beings.

Just the little information that is known is enough to illustrate the danger.

At the turn of the two eras, most of the level-0 relics were accidentally damaged and their power was greatly reduced.

All super-sized beings became rotting corpses floating in the sea of ​​source outside the world.

There must be a huge secret hidden in this!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and showed her the tooth mark on his arm that had just stopped bleeding.

“Although we seem to be quite powerful now, we are still a long way from facing the top secrets of the world.

Especially the footsteps you heard at the end, which indicates that there are other humans involved.

Sometimes, humans with brains are much more dangerous than secret realms and monsters without brains.

I don't mind letting you take a few more bites.

But this time you were able to escape safely because of luck. Who can guarantee that you will have such good luck every time?

Never go there again.

If there are any good things or other information, it won’t be too late to look for them when we have the chance to explore the new continent. I will go with you then.”

Violet reached out and touched the tooth mark. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain in her heart. She nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

"I listen to you."

Her greatest strength is that she listens to advice (Chapter 78).

He never plays the game of “not listening to the turtle’s chanting” and then continues to secretly cause trouble.

Seeing that she agreed, Byron's tone relaxed:
"The reason why you automatically entered the dream city after falling asleep this time is probably due to the side effects of the blood sublimation ritual 'Deep Sea Origin'.

Since we need to trace the source, it must be related to the source of the blood in the body.

We didn't think of this in advance, but now that it's done, it's time to strengthen your anchor.

Choose one of the remaining ones here.”

Snapped his fingers.

A golden light fell and transformed into a brilliant golden Dharma net. At the core of the net were eight shining seals that recorded the rise and fall of things.

These are the remaining eight positions on the King’s right hand.

The King's Right Hand originally had 16 positions: one King, one Queen, two Chariots, two Bishops (or Prime Ministers), two Knights, and eight Guards. [Mithril Dragon] Catherine was the Regent; Uncle Skeleton Knight Andrew was the Prime Minister; [Guardian Knight] Bruch was the Chariot;
[Blood Red Whiskey] Alfred is a knight;
[Phantom Blade] Gus, [Honest Man] Eight Fingers, [Shipwright] Little Hans, and [Gunner] Wyandot each took a guard position.

All eight of them are die-hard fans or have signed indentures, deeply bound together. Even cousin Jacqueline has no share for the time being.

If we add the 17th position which has not yet been activated with [Three Musketeers] for fear of being hit by Catherine, there are a total of nine positions left.

It is also the core of power that is deeply bound to the [Golden Code] and the Holy Golden Empire.

As the business of Stromfortress prospers, the economic colonization effect on 15 million natives and hundreds of city-states gradually becomes apparent, and the Golden Rule becomes stronger and stronger.

If the "Wild Hunt" spreads the word and sells spots publicly, providing additional powerful anchors, I wonder how many extraordinary people on the verge of losing control will spend all their money to buy one.

Violet had no intention of being polite with him. She stretched out her slender fingertips and touched the four guards, a knight, a charioteer, a prime minister, and a queen in turn.

When the Queen's name was called, she suddenly looked up and gave Byron a playful smile:
“Although there is a clear disagreement between my ‘id’ and ‘superego’, it is difficult to reach a consensus.

But a good girl would never ask a dilemma question like "If your mother and I fell into the river together, which one would you save first?"

So, following my own choice, I choose this one. ”

Then he took off the light spot representing the Prime Minister next door and patted it into his own spirituality, generating an anchor chain to hook the Golden Law.

But those smiling words seemed to have a hidden meaning.

It was exactly the same as when she had clearly learned the "flow" state on the second day, but she kept pretending to be clumsy and couldn't learn it no matter what.

"Prime Minister, I understand."

Byron is just a novice, not stupid.

As soon as he made eye contact with her, he silently put away the other positions of the King's Right Hand, and sighed deeply in his heart:
'This is such a treasure girl!
Why do I suddenly feel touched?

Now, in addition to the 'stealing plan' that is already on the verge of being launched, my sister's offshore finance, and the need to plan how to go dream fishing as soon as possible.

Perhaps I should indeed arrange the second blood sublimation ceremony [Blood Feast Holy Grail] earlier, and try to eliminate the side effects of tentacle addiction as soon as possible.

Can't waste a good girl.'

A few days later.

In the Bantaan Islands, a small colonial town under the control of the Rhine Confederation.

The trio from the church had been lingering here for a long time. In fact, ever since Theresa lost a hand, they had not dared to contact their companions from the Inquisition.

Compared with those fighters who only need to fight and kill, how can a clergyman who can't even go to heaven correctly guide believers?

If Theresa reveals her current situation, she will probably have to return home before her dream missionary career even begins.

"I will never allow that to happen."

Theresa, who was young and as delicate as a doll, looked visibly haggard. It was obvious that the mental torture she had suffered during this period was far more severe than the physical pain.

After hiding in the room and eating my dinner in silence, I felt that maybe it was time to talk to my two teammates.

But after putting on a cloak and searching around the two rooms, he didn't see anyone. It was only through divination that he found them in a warehouse behind the inn.

Two grown men put their heads together, tinkering with something.

Theresa's sudden arrival startled the two of them. When they turned around and saw that it was her, they tried to use their body to block the things on a small table.

However, the sharp-eyed nun still saw what it was, and her expression changed:
"This is... my hand? What did you two do with my hand secretly?"

The barnacle that was parasitic on the severed hand did not die. Instead, it grew into a red coral in the shape of a palm based on the severed hand.

The two of them kept it in a glass fish tank.

Since she had been discovered in advance, [Armed Priest] Brandon stepped forward and pulled her over, introducing her with a smile:
"Isn't your 23rd birthday tomorrow?
Herman and I just want to give you a gift to make you happy.

I heard that there is a legend on the West Coast about a saint cutting off his flesh to feed an eagle. You usually like to care for various small animals and spread the Lord's kindness on his behalf.

It's just right to use your hands to help you raise these little things, which is also the best use of them.

Just a cast of holy healing every day and supplementation of necessary nutrients can keep it alive.

How about it, isn’t it beautiful?”

Brandon actually followed Theresa's example and got the essence of her theory: "Holy healing + cow = live cow + never-ending beef".

But he unexpectedly discovered that the nun, who was already in a gloomy mood, had begun to look darker.

The priest said cautiously:
"You don't like it? Oh, I see. You must be worried that the corals are dangerous and will parasitize others, right?

Actually, Herman has another great idea.”

The quasi-sword master beside him immediately stepped forward and raised a small blackboard in his hand.

This was mainly because Byron considered it too inconvenient for Herman to communicate with others.

Although he could not speak with his mouth, he could prepare a piece of wood and chalk, and with his hand speed he could write at a speed no slower than speaking.

Scrape out a line of words:
"I heard that there are some bored nobles on the mainland who like to try out everything.

Bamboo, walnut, animal teeth... as long as they are polished to a patina, they will look like the finest jade.

If you are worried about the danger, we can boil our hands to inactivate it at high temperature, and then let you cook it slowly.

When you are put into the coffin in the future, others will see your jade-colored bones and think you are the reincarnation of a saint.

After many years, it might even be enshrined as a [holy relic], and tomb robbers would be scared to death on the spot.

Isn’t this a great gift?”

This was a replica of the time when she amputated the hound to make a flying bone on Treasure Island.

"You guys are huffing and puffing"

Although Theresa is extremely talented and has mastered the holy relic [Confessor's Rope], she is still young and inexperienced.

When the boomerangs she threw hit herself repeatedly, she finally felt what it felt like to be heartbroken.

He couldn't hold it in any longer and broke down completely. He cried out "Wow", left the two people at a loss and turned around and ran away.

At the same time, her last bit of worry also disappeared.

“Hand! I must get a hand again!

I don’t want to live a day like this anymore, woo woo woo.”

Half an hour later.

Just as she was hugging her knees and leaning against a tree in the forest, crying until she was tired, she suddenly felt quiet around her. When she looked up again, the forest around her had quietly disappeared.

Instead, there was a deep darkness.

"Enemy attack?"

Just as she was on guard, she unexpectedly heard a young voice in her ear:

"Ms. Sister, welcome to the Financial Street. What can I do for you?"

(End of this chapter)