Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 316: Expected Backroom Operation

It is still the [Level Zero Holy Relic: Pharos Lighthouse] standing silently in the ocean of humanity’s collective subconscious.

It was still Miss Delia, wearing a gray cloak and with long platinum hair, who led the way.

But Byron's mood was completely different when he came here for the second time.

With a smile on his face and brisk steps, he didn't care about the "last battle" that was coming.

He was busy checking the information about his dream pet, Xiao Wo, in the [Ship Log] in his right eye.

For the lofty goal in his heart, everything is empty; only the strength firmly held in his hands is real.

I thought that having many tentacles was the biggest advantage of the little snail, but after reading about its extraordinary abilities, I found an unexpected surprise.

1. [Vortex Teleport]:
“It has a large ink sac in its body, which can spray ink to block the enemy’s sight in times of crisis.

At the same time, it uses its tentacles to stir the whirlpool, mixing the water with ink to make it turbid. After blocking the enemy's sight, it takes the opportunity to drill into the whirlpool and launch a short-distance teleportation.

Unlike deep-sea jumps, the distance of vortex transmission is relatively short, only a few hundred kilometers at a time.

The advantage is that as an escape ability, it can be teleported quickly and continuously multiple times and change the destination at any time.

Even if there are enemies who also have the ability to teleport, they cannot catch it under normal circumstances.

If Byron hadn't used his sure-hit gun to launch a sneak attack, pulling the battlefield into a spiritual world where no one could escape, Xiao Wo would probably have escaped long ago.

In addition, the ink in the ink sac in its body has a magical property. If it is written on paper, it will completely disappear within three days.

He is simply a natural born contract fraud master."

This ability to muddy the waters and commit fraud is a natural fit for Byron, his master, no matter how you look at it.

Logically speaking, if we were to give it a name, either Xiaoying or Daying would seem to be more suitable than Xiaowo.

But since no one except himself could understand the meaning behind this name, Byron had no intention of changing it.

2. [Riptide Armor]:
“This ability is somewhat similar to the [Rampage Armor] used by Blue-Haired Barbarossa Hailding, which can form a layer of armor made of high-speed ocean currents on the surface of the body.

And as long as you use your imagination, you can freely control the water flow into the shape you want, without any blind spots, and can provide all-round defense for the owner.

As long as you put on the armor, you can use the rocket headbutt to hit people at will.

When Xiaowo transformed into a battering ram and charged towards the Golden Deer, he used this ability. The stronger the spiritual power, the greater the power.

Byron was ready to use Xiaowo's blood to engrave the third rune seal on Violet, and at the same time inherit the [Riptide Armor].

[Witch of Disaster]'s bloodline has sublimated into an inhuman sea monster. Sooner or later, close combat is inevitable. Now we must prepare in advance to prevent it.

It is best to have all the abilities such as teleportation, escape, melee combat, etc.

Byron himself had thought very carefully, but he seemed to have subconsciously overlooked one point.

Now that Violet had just collected all three curse seals on her body, two of them already had blood coming from the tentacle monsters.

After collecting all six seals and completing the "Deep Sea Origin" ritual, the three monster girl forms you will obtain randomly will be...tsk tsk tsk tsk.

“Once I obtain the immunity, I will put the territory’s religious cause on the right track according to my will.

Promote the fishing plans of Financial Street, Bloodthirsty Cult, and Skinning Church.

After I complete my own [Blood Feast Holy Grail] blood sublimation ritual and Violet's [Deep Sea Origin Tracing] and reach the strongest state at this stage, I can go to the circulation belt to catch up with the exploration progress of the first and second echelons. "

"I checked Xiaowo's memory. It seems that it is not an alienated ammonite, but it has an entire tribe of sea monster ammonites living in the doldrums.

Next time I go there, I will see if I can find an opportunity to trick them over here. With them, we will have a way for whaling ships to pass through the doldrums in the future.

From establishing a whale oil industrial system to having a whale farm, it is obviously not enough.

Whaling ships, raw material transport, related technical reserves, skilled workers, craftsmen, and extraordinary people from various professions in the tower sequence. The more the better.

Even my own Golden Hind was still lacking a navigator and a naturalist.

It is far from enough for me to slowly cultivate the human, material and financial resources by myself, and this work of fleecing people must not stop. "

Just as he was about to step onto the top step, Byron suddenly noticed that Delia, who was leading the way in front of him, stopped in her tracks.

If he hadn't already gained control over his body, he would have almost bumped into her.

I can't help wondering:

"What's the matter, Miss Delia?"

The sweet-looking female [navigator] turned around, opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but finally lowered her voice and reminded Byron:
“Mr. Congressman, although the Federation urgently summoned all the governors early this morning.

But as early as an hour ago, the Cardinal Barbatila and the Governor of Havana, Mr. Fox, had arrived early and borrowed a small meeting room for a secret talk.

I vaguely heard your name from their conversation, I'm afraid what these two are discussing is not good."

Hearing this, Byron's eyes dimmed slightly, but he immediately returned to normal and nodded to thank the contact in front of him:
“Thank you for the reminder, Miss Delia.

Could you tell me which conference room they are in?"

Seeing the embarrassment on her face, he smiled warmly and added:
"Don't worry, there won't be a conflict. I've already roughly guessed what they were talking about.

I just wanted to make a small deal with the Governor of Havana." In a small independent meeting room in the lighthouse, as the video recording transmitted by the Fallows Lighthouse ended, the atmosphere in the room gradually became stagnant.

Cardinal Barbatilla's face was extremely gloomy. He snorted coldly at the Governor of Havana, who had been standing beside him and watching the entire process of hunting down the May Wind.
"Mr. Fox, the terms of the protectorate were set by you, the king and ministers of Castile, and the prerequisite for obtaining the protectorate was to 'solve the blood disaster', which was also chosen by you personally.

Finally, it is you who swear to the Lord that absolutely nothing will go wrong.

This is what you show me at the end?!
Kill the May Wind and the Infinite Evolutionist Balboa; find out the mastermind behind the chaos and find out his purpose; solve the coral disease that is everywhere in the Bantaan Islands;

Which of these three key bonus points did you solve? Huh? Tell me!
Do you think that our Congregation of the Holy Infant can really cover up the truth and confuse right and wrong in front of the 98 cardinals of the Pontifical College, the 12 saints of the Divine Council and His Holiness the Pope?

If the traditionalists really have the final say, do they still need to worry about the heresy of the Protestants? "

The Church and the Kingdom of Castile had indeed reached a tacit understanding long ago.

As long as there is any room for human evaluation, the first place in "protective rights" must definitely belong to Castile.

But what is extremely frustrating is that these people are really useless.

The new Havana Governor, Fox Ulysses, lowered his head timidly. Where was the arrogance and domineeringness he had in the first meeting?
I wish I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The archbishop was even more furious when he saw his expression:

"Now that I've seen the surveillance footage of the Pharos Lighthouse, even though the details aren't very clear, the results are crystal clear.

You Castilians are so arrogant!
If the brothers Smith and Robert, the "Two-Faced Man", could be equipped with a few more third-level extraordinary people as assistants, there would never be a situation where the Hastings people could intercept them.

Not only was [Infinite Evolutionist] Balboa killed by the Sea Hunters, they also found out the mastermind behind it and prevented an old god's birth ceremony.

With such a record, why should you be given the first-place "right to education"?

Tell me, what should we do now? "

"Archbishop, I we"

Fox's face turned red, and he was in pain.

'You yourself said that they were the Smith brothers. Were we not cautious enough in sending out two level four warriors at a time?

We Castilians are being overly cautious, aren't we?

Don’t blame the brothers for not working hard, blame the Sea Hunter for cheating!
Who would have thought that he could draw lightning from the sky and take away three fourth-level warriors in one go under the cover of [War Shackles]?

There is indeed a third level of auxiliary actions.

For example, the great wizard [Mr. Crow] Nahum from the Flayed Church.

But he was only responsible for reporting the news and not fighting, and he had already retired when the ghost ship was about to go to the edge of the world.

The Kingdom of Castile had already suffered huge losses due to the contamination of [Infinite Evolver] Balboa, and now the [Two-Faced Man] Smith brothers have also been involved.

As the direct leader, Fox has to take the blame whether he wants to or not.

The fourth-level heroes under his command suffered heavy losses, but failed to get what the kingdom wanted. His future fate can be imagined.

I am afraid that he will break the record for the shortest tenure of a governor-general in the world, and he died tragically in office.

Not sure if it was out of anger or fear, Fox's body began to tremble slightly.

After a few groans, a cruel look gradually emerged on his pale face:

"Sir, while the Church and the Lighthouse Union have not yet jointly announced the news, I will immediately lead my men to raid the other side's Royal Port.

Launch a decapitation attack on that [Sea Hunter] and recover some of the spoils from the Maywind.

As long as he, the third party, dies, the battle to resolve the May Wind can be turned into a mutual destruction of the three parties. Our Two-Faced Man is the strongest and has contributed the most.

Deserved to be first.

At the same time, please also put pressure on the Hastings royal family. Those spineless people in the York family relied on the church to get to power, and they would never dare to offend the church and Castile at the same time.

Even if you hold your nose, you have no choice but to swallow this bitter pill in the end."

Cardinal Barbatilla looked at the Governor of Havana with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Although the saint of his own faction has given him the task, he must complete it successfully.

But in the end, the part that should have been completed by Castile only ended up with a mess, and it had to clean up the mess of these incompetent guys.

As a clergyman, with no army and no territory, he has to rely on his face to survive wherever he goes. Who wouldn't cherish his own reputation?

It's so boring to waste his favors, time and energy on office work. How can he be happy?
But the Kingdom of Castile is the church's own son that has been supported for many years. Their traditionalists are just idle pawns, and the Hastings York royal family that they helped to bring to power is just a grandson.

At best, it can be regarded as a hound used to bite Lancaster and other Bay Citizen traitors to death.

Although they are all on the same side, he still knows clearly which one is more valuable.

After hearing Fox's unsound solution, he could only utter a gloomy sentence:
"Let's do it this way, you'll be clean then."

dong dong dong.
Before he could finish his words, there was a slow knock on the door outside the room.

(End of this chapter)