Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 320 Edward: I am the man who will become the Lich King (two in one)

Byron reawakened in the Governor's Palace at Port Royal in Jamestown.

After more than half a year of meticulous renovation by the Newman family, the Governor's Palace covers a large area and is luxuriously decorated. It is much more magnificent than the Earl's Palace that had just been built for Catherine in the International Port.

Unfortunately, the decoration was completed only a few days ago, and the family had no time to enjoy it, and it was taken advantage of by Byron who was responsible for enjoying the cool air in the back.

After washing away the blood of the whole family, he simply replaced some daily necessities and beddings, then moved in with his guards and their bags.

The same is true for other businesses under the Newman family.

Once the [Fairy] Rigel is successfully promoted, "Tirrell Newman" can disappear from the spot as a matter of course.

All the industries were sold to the Pioneer Colonial Trading Company at a very discounted price.

"call--!"

Byron sat up in bed wearing a white silk pajamas, pinched his forehead, and let out a deep breath.

He took off the mask of Byron Tudor, the loyal minister of the House of York, and transformed himself into the great rebel Byron Lancaster.

Recalling everything I saw and heard in Ganquan Palace today.

He was so familiar with every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and every tile that he saw, but when he saw them he was reminded of the people who had lived there, he had the terrible experience of knowing that everything had changed and that people had changed too, which made him feel suffocated in his chest.

If you ask who can compare with him in feelings?
That could only be the real Tilly's resurrection, returning to the Governor's Mansion to take a look at her old home that had been usurped.

"Hey, cousin."

Woo woo woo.
The uncontrollable emotional ups and downs of a [Storm Admiral] naturally caused spiritual fluctuations, causing the night wind inside and outside the room to begin to whimper.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

A tall girl wearing a white nightgown similar to Byron's walked in with a gust of fragrance.

As she moved, her perfect figure with slender branches and abundant fruits rose and fell. Even Byron, who was in a bad mood, subconsciously tilted his head and gave her a forced smile:
"Sister, I'm fine."

With a wave of his hand, the whimpering sound of the wind nearby immediately dissipated.

The visitor was Catherine, who rarely left the International Port and was staying in the Governor's Mansion tonight.

Her room was next door, and when she heard the noise she hurried over to check.

There is about 300 kilometers between Port Royal and International Port.

Although there were fiddler crabs in the past, no one was willing to use the strategic-level capability that could transport an entire fleet thousands of kilometers at a time.

Basically, Deep Sea Jump is used every day for bulk cargo transportation.

In Catherine's words, not making money means losing money.

She even personally launched the [Supreme Swordsmanship], using the knowledge of operations research and queuing theory to create an application model, striving to maximize the value of squeezing out the "working crabs".

Not to mention the waste of resources just to visit friends.

The situation improved a lot as Violet and Jacqueline each gained corresponding miniaturized teleportation abilities, giving them more options.

Especially now that we have Xiaowo who can perform [Vortex Teleportation] multiple times, the short-distance passenger transportation between the International Port and the Royal Port is no different from visiting the neighbors.

As long as you feel like it, you can carry small amounts of goods and people and carry out more than a dozen short-distance teleportations in a day.

Byron considered that Catherine had hardly left Great Taiman Island since she moved there.

In the week after the blood disaster was resolved, I took her on several trips around the Taiman Islands to appreciate the overseas scenery.

Anyway, even if there is a problem with the base camp, it only takes a few breaths to return to provide support and instantly restore the dominance of a fourth-level heroic [Mithril Knight].

Catherine walked to the bed, kicked off her teak slippers very naturally, got on the bed sideways, knelt behind Byron, and pressed a pair of white bare feet under her buttocks.

He held Byron's shoulders and let him rest his head on his round and plump thighs.

She didn't ask him what unhappy things happened when he returned to Ganquan Palace this time. She just silently inserted her slender fingers into his hairline and massaged the acupoints on his head.

The strength is moderate and the technique is sophisticated.

There was a gentle smile on the corners of her rosy lips, and she hummed a lullaby softly:

"You dream of warm sunshine, and the stones become soft. There is a wide road in front of our home."

Byron felt increasingly relaxed, both physically and spiritually, as if he were gradually floating up into the clouds.

There is no ripple in my heart, nor is there any romance at all, but the warmth of this safe haven alone is a priceless treasure.

I raised my head and tried to see my sister's face, but something was blocking my view.

Some people say that if you can't see your toes when you look down, you are already the most beautiful woman in the world. In fact, it's the same if you can't see your face when you look up.

There was something far-reaching in the depths of his azure eyes, and he whispered softly:

"Sister, do you know?

When we first went to sit on the [Coronation Throne], although my cousin had a lot of fun himself, it was actually my idea in the beginning.

Even though my cousin was beaten by my uncle and cried for his parents, he did not give me up and insisted that he forced me to go play.

Looking back on it, my cousin is a very loyal man. From childhood to adulthood, he has taken the blame for me for at least dozens of times and has never betrayed me.

Cousins ​​are better than brothers.

Although in the end I never saved any money.

Looking back, that beautiful scene seems to be just yesterday, but suddenly everything has changed.”

Catherine listened quietly to Byron's story, then suddenly interrupted him, her voice as gentle as ever, catching him off guard:

"So, that time when you two stole my and my maid's skirts and paraded around, it was actually your idea?"

As soon as the girl said this, the heavy atmosphere of commemorating the deceased disappeared instantly.

"That's natural."

Byron felt a chill on his back and quickly denied it:

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

We didn't wear skirts on purpose that time. We just disguised ourselves like in the book and sneaked out of Ganquan Palace to play outside.

Absolutely! Not! For! Wearing! Women’s! Clothes!
And this was really Edward's idea. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and I am innocent, sir!

No, we have already destroyed the body of the skirt, and we were not caught at the time, how did you know about it?"

Catherine's eyes became dangerous:
"Of course, your late good brother told me this himself.

Today, Edward encountered a sunken treasure ship from the treasure fleet in the shipwreck graveyard, and found inside it two rare items, the bird dresses, which were tributes from the colonies to the queen.

Suddenly he felt guilty and said he would use it as a birthday present for my 20th birthday this month and compensate me on your behalf.

Edward repeatedly emphasized that his initial suggestion was that both of them wear maids' skirts. You insist that linen is bad for the skin, or that silk skirts are slippery.

Byron was immediately outraged:

"Edward slandered me, he slandered me.

No, I want to duel with him and lift the lid of this evil coffin!"

Having said this, where was the slightest trace of the deep brotherly love that he had just expressed in his reminiscence?
Indeed, if the old friend is really dead, then naturally the final judgment will be made from then on, and all the beauty will be frozen.

But what if not.

That is naturally a disaster!

And it is also a big disaster that records all my dark history when I was young and ignorant!

Catherine didn't listen to him at all and sneered:
"You are so quibbling. Die!"

With a strong and slender waist like a piece of steel, she pushed Byron onto the bed and his face fell on the bed with a thud.

She sat on his lower back and her two slender arms tightly strangled his neck from behind like an iron hoop.

While Byron was waving his hands in resistance, he grabbed his arm, turned him over again, and put him in a cross lock.

Two people lie on their backs in a cross shape on the bed.

Catherine's round and strong legs clamped Byron's right arm, one long leg crossed over his neck to lock his head, and the other leg crossed over his chest to lock his upper body.

The cross armbar is a joint technique.

Even if a woman with weaker physical fitness successfully uses it, she can easily subdue an opponent who is much larger and stronger than herself.

Catherine, who is 172cm tall, is more than enough to suppress Byron, who is 190cm tall.

"Ouch, it's broken, it's broken, my arm is going to break!"

The brother and sister did not use any supernatural powers when they were fighting, and Byron was caught off guard and was defeated by Catherine's sneak attack.

I had no choice but to slap the bed with my other hand to admit defeat.

Just at this moment, a golden spot in the shape of a chariot suddenly appeared in front of Byron.

That represented a communication request from the chariots of the sixteen [King's Right Hand].

Seeing this, Catherine had no choice but to let him go. The [Silver Moon Bracelet] on her wrist flashed with silver light, instantly covering her entire body.

As the communication was connected, a dry and teasing voice mixed with coldness and death came from the other side:

"Bye, Catherine? Are you sleeping with Byron again tonight?
But why do you have to wear full body armor when you sleep? Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable?
Is it because little Byron has grown up now and you are afraid that he will attack you at night?

As the voice sounded, the temperature in the room dropped drastically, as if it had suddenly gone from the scorching summer to the freezing cold of late autumn.

The whale oil lamp in the room slowly turned into a creepy green color.

The reason is simple, this room is just... haunted!

A circle of light opened up in front of the two of them, revealing a spooky figure.

He was wearing a robe that symbolized a second-level [Law Master], his face was pale, and his blue eyes, which were exactly the same as Byron's, were flickering with ghostly lights. In his hand, he was holding a whale oil lantern that was burning with ghostly lights.

As the lights flickered, a passage to the world of the dead opened behind him, allowing him to clearly see the scene of another world.

The figure that appeared on the other side of the legal network was none other than the protagonist of their previous topic.

— Byron’s late, but not quite dead, cousin, Edward Lancaster.

Communications are being sent from the shipwreck cemetery in the dream city of Luoyan.

The two sides established contact during the battle at the International Port, so exchanging information was no longer a difficult task.

Byron used the holy relics in his hands to build a transit network for information flow, logistics, and capital flow.

[First-level Holy Relic: Faust's Contract] takes the desires in the human heart as its guide. There is no place it cannot reach.

The legal network of the [Golden Law] has no blind spots in the human world or the underworld, unlike the Silver Law, where authority is artificially divided and fragmented.

The final resting place of the souls of the Azik people is also at the edge of the world.

Relics with similar abilities can resonate with each other and complement each other.

The combined abilities of these two relics made it possible for them to share what they had.

In addition, the [Silver Law] does not recognize the dead like Edward, and under normal circumstances they cannot serve as the [King's Right Hand].

However, the [Golden Law] governs the heavens, the earth, and people; gods (natural spirits), the dead (ancestral spirits, undead spirits), and the living are all under its jurisdiction.

Giving cousin Edward a chariot is just a piece of cake.

The duel Byron mentioned was just an angry remark. Unless he died with this guy, there was no way he could do anything to him.

But seeing that it was this guy who didn't keep his mouth shut, he still said unhappily:

"What's wrong? Didn't I secretly give you a hundred kilograms of premium spices as pocket money yesterday?

The lord doesn't have any extra food."

This is not an excuse.

He only used 20 kilograms to bribe the cardinal, but gave him 100 kilograms at a time as private money, which shows the brotherhood.

However, the Newman family had just taken over the spice forest in the Blue Mountains. Even though the previous generations had planted the trees and used Skeleton No. 3 [Corn God] to stimulate growth, they would still have to wait at least a month before they could harvest.

Seeing Byron lying on the bed in dishevel, Edward smiled a meaningful and teasing smile:

"Sorry, sorry to interrupt your fun.

I'll pick a good time next time.

Mainly because I have some good news that I must share with you right away.

You have no idea what a great idea I came up with recently while researching the World's Edge Pass.

I call it: Fully Automatic Undead Product Harvester!"

Before he could explain in detail, the scene of the edge of the other side of the world was reflected in that passage.

It was a camp of some size, with a group of ragged undead digging the ground desperately with cross pickaxes in their hands.

Edward turned his head and looked at one of the slightly weak skeletons. He frowned and scolded loudly:
"I have been observing you, the undead over there, for a long time. I am deeply disappointed in your subjective initiative. How come you have only accomplished this little in such a long time?

The thing that is most abundant at the edge of the world is all kinds of undead.

If you don't do it, the undead will do it.

If you don't appreciate this opportunity, I'll kick you out of the camp."

Upon hearing this, the will-o'-the-wisp in the skeleton's eye sockets flickered twice at a rapid speed, and the movements of its hands obviously became much faster.

With just a few moves, he dug out a piece of grayish-white, translucent crystal about the size of a human head from the hard rock layer mixed with bone fossils underground.

He immediately threw it into the passage like a treasure, and it fell at Edward's feet.

Edward threw a piece of medium-quality spice as big as a fingernail into the passage like he was sending away a beggar, and it fell into its hand.

He also did not forget to PUA the other undead who were working:

"What is the value of your work? Are you working for me? No, it is for your own bright future.

All you have to do is bring me broken stones and rotten tree roots that no one else wants, and you will get the precious spices that will enhance your spirituality.

If it were anyone else, how could they give you such an advantage? "

“So, you should think carefully about what you do and how it is different from what other undead do.

Why are you here working for me and not some other undead?

Ask yourself, are you worthy of the two minutes of spice you ordered? "

"The undead nowadays are too fragile. They become depressed and lazy when the workload is a little heavy.

If you don't do it, the undead will do it. If you don't do it well or your ability is poor, you will be optimized out immediately.

Remember, I don't keep idle undead here!"

Catherine recognized at the first moment that the crystal was actually an extremely precious extraordinary material in the material world, the [Bone Crystal] used to make various strange objects in the Cemetery Sequence.

Then he noticed that there were a lot of other odds and ends piled on the deck of the Blue Dragon King next to Edward.

Undead Dust, Bone Crystal, Anti-Magic Iron, Coffin Wood
Each piece is a top-quality material for making rare objects, and the [craftsmen] in the high tower sequence are willing to pay a high price to purchase them.

There are also herbs such as finger grass, devil's cigar, ink mushroom, and blood fungus.

These herbs are the favorites of the witch doctors in the Bantaan Islands. If you take them to the indigenous city-states to sell them, they will be sold out immediately.

And the bill will be paid only with gold and the finest spices.

Edward apparently used the "private money" given to him by Byron, as well as his excellent business acumen and ruthless capitalist spirit, to become a middleman who bought low and sold high.

Looking at these specialties of the world of the dead, and then looking at the various undead souls who were exploited to the limit, Catherine's throat became dry, and she felt like an angel.

"This"

Seeing the girl's stunned expression, Edward put his hands on his hips and laughed up to the sky:

"Katherine, are you surprised? Do you adore me?
Let me tell you, your business theories are too complicated. The only business that can really make a lot of money without doing anything is monopoly and exploitation.

see it?

Not only minerals and herbs, but also the forbidden knowledge of the Book of the Dead that can allow some people to escape from the state of ship-bound spirits and transform into mythical creatures [Lich]. I have already collected the first blood sublimation ceremony. "

Edward's palms lit up with will-o'-the-wisp, and he displayed [Soul Sucking], [Undead Enlightenment], [Frost Weapon], and [Barbarian Feast] one by one.
Proof that he has successfully embarked on the path of a lich who retains both his soul and his body!

After their death, all of Lancaster's tribesmen were collectively transformed into ship-bound spirits and became part of the Blue Dragon King.

Once they leave the ghost ship, they will most likely dissipate on the spot, or lose their human sanity like low-level undead and turn into another kind of bloodthirsty ghost.

One must find the corresponding forbidden knowledge and transform one's life state before one can finally escape from the cage.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to obtain appropriate forbidden knowledge.

Fortunately, I got the lantern pass provided by Byron, which allows me to communicate with the edge of the world.

There is not much forbidden knowledge about the dead in the material world, but it is everywhere in the world of the dead.

It took only a week to achieve initial results.

Edward turned his gaze to Byron again:
"'If a person wants to get rich, he must get many people to help him get rich together.' You said it very well.

I am also very interested in the two ideas you told me about the Frozen Throne and the Great Underground Tomb a few days ago.

Byron, you are indeed my good brother for life and the person who understands me the most.

And I, Edward, will eventually become a top human resources specialist, no, the Lich King's man."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
On this side, Byron avoided Catherine's suspicious look at him, jumped up from the bed, and applauded him enthusiastically.

At the same time, he also sent his voice into the camp of the dead:

“I’ll add one more thing: work as hard as you can until you die, and even if you die you must get up and continue working.

Work hard, and you will be the next to get a promotion and a raise!

Manager Edward's today is your tomorrow."

"Don't worry, everyone. I will be with you from morning till night.

Work and life are inseparable, and we never rest all year round. Let us all work hard together to create a bright future for the Pioneer Colonial Trading Company.

Understand and applaud! "

Bang bang bang.
The undead put down their tools and applauded.

Even though Edward's body had already turned cold, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling when he heard these words, and his applause was particularly loud.

He was completely unaware that he himself seemed to be one of the "manpower" of the Pioneer Colonial Trading Company.

Well, my name badge reads: “Human Resources Manager, World’s Edge Branch.”

Only Catherine, as a bystander, looked at Edward's innocent face and suddenly realized:

“Edward has been taking the blame for Byron since he was a child, and it doesn’t seem to be because he is loyal.

It was because this straightforward guy really believed in his heart that all the bad things the two brothers did were his own idea.

He had no idea that a sinister mastermind was always right beside him.

Byron, Byron, every beating you received since you were a child was truly in vain!"

(End of this chapter)