Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 446 I Will Eat Your Secret Forever (6300 in One)

In fact, after this sentence came out of his mouth, Byron already had a vague guess in his mind that he had never dared to think about before.

My mother may not be from the Old World!

Byron did not have a very deep impression of his biological mother who died early in this life.

It was not until the last time that I was pulled back to the age of 0 by the [social clock], when I was just born, that I saw what my mother looked like with my own eyes.

She still looks like a young girl.

From the beginning to the end, we only knew her full name before her marriage, which was: Hathaway Tudor, and after marriage it became Hathaway Lancaster.

There was not even any portrait of the mistress in the castle of Prince Thornburg, and Byron had never seen any maternal relatives of the Tudor family since he was a child.

No one would call her by her name except her father, Prince Thornburg.

My mother seemed to have suddenly jumped out from between stones, which was totally inconsistent with the normal marriage criteria of "equal status" of the nobles of various countries.

If his uncle, the Mad King Henry VI, had not already had a son, Edward, it would not have been his father's turn to inherit the throne.

The Lancastrian nobles would be the first to jump out to stop him from marrying a woman of unknown origin.

Even to Byron, her son, the mother was full of mystery and enigma.

Whenever he tried to learn about his mother's past, Edmund Lancaster would keep silent, and over time even his memory had completely faded.

Because her parents died early, Byron's eldest sister Catherine was fostered in the family at an early age. In Byron's heart when he was a child, she once played part of Hathaway's role.

He didn't miss out on much in his childhood.

It wasn't until today that an unexpected discovery was made.

Byron combined a series of intelligence collected previously:

"The North Sea is the end point of the Third Gyre and the canary that faces the Eastern Continent. This visitor from the Eastern Continent is also named Tudor."

The reasonable answer to the various abnormalities of mother Hathaway Tudor seems to be on the verge of coming out:

"The little mermaid in the fairy tale turned out to be my mother? The scumbag prince turned out to be my father?

No wonder the side effect of learning [Blood Holy Grail] was tentacle fetish. I thought it was because of the blue dragon blood from my father's side, but after a long time I found out the root cause is actually here!

But doesn’t the fairy tale end with the unfaithful prince marrying the princess of a neighboring country, and the little mermaid turning into sea foam and disappearing?
And why is Dad always so secretive about Mom's affairs? I didn't inherit any special bloodline.

Could it be that there is some secret hidden behind my mother that cannot be told to others?"

Then Byron immediately activated [Echoes of History], wanting to further read the information of Salant Tudor, the visitor from the East Continent.

But I found that nothing was read except a name.

The last person to experience this situation was the succubus Therese, who was protected by the incomplete zero-level holy relic [Blood Cup].

Only a Level 0 relic, which was equivalent to a divine weapon, could fight against the [Ship's Log] which was roughly at the same level.

I immediately realized that the origin of this Salant Tudor, or my mother's family, was not simple.

“Because of the difference in water potential between the continents, blue holes appear very frequently in the South Continent, the East Continent, and the Sea of ​​​​Source, and they also send a large number of immigrants from the Old Continent.

Overseas "Taiwanese exiles" led by Dagon are not isolated cases.

However, there are very few cases of reverse transmission.

The mother and this Salant, from the same family, were carrying valuable treasures, and fled one after another. This scenario is almost like having "I have a big secret" written on their foreheads.

Now we should get this relative out of the way first, who has not yet figured out which generation of his maternal relative he is, so that he can regain consciousness and then get the truth out of him.

By the way, the next rule for taking him out is: The prince falls in love with the mermaid."

So, Byron controlled the black mermaid with a shiny bald head and cast a wink at Salant Tudor.

next moment.

The "prince", who had been transformed beyond all recognition and whose mind was not clear, suddenly stiffened.

He stared at the "black mermaid" in front of him and vomited with a "wow".

Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand and clapped his hands lightly.

Wow.
The mighty water flow came roaring, carrying with it a sharp and piercing sound, and turned into a huge palm with bubbles surging, which slapped the Suicide Squad Member No. 4 into foam with one slap.

At the end when the vision disappears.

Byron saw that the figure with a fish head and human legs surrounded by a large expanse of crystal water looked like a majestic "Sea King".

Although the image is hard to describe, even the leg hair that is blown by the water vapor is obviously exceptionally majestic.

This attack also allowed Byron to roughly understand his background.

“He is not too old, and his essence is only at the third level of inhumanity.

But even the basic water control ability that was used instinctively was enhanced to the fourth level by some unknown treasure.

Even if it seems that it can't be retracted, it is at least equivalent to 1.5 blue.

If I don't enter the secret realm myself, it would be difficult to solve the problem violently. However, once I abide by so many secret realm rules and come before the 'Prince', my reputation for the rest of my life will be ruined.

What a man did was like making many 'Horcruxes' with his own hands.

If one Horcrux is dug out and then announced to the world, it would be equivalent to a partial social death. If all the Horcruxes are found, then that person will be very close to death.

Therefore, we still have to find a way to make Salant fall in love with the black mermaid who comes to visit.

Moreover, those believers and priests of my father-in-law should be saved if they need to be saved.

Let me think about it, I got it! "

On the deck of the Golden Deer, Byron withdrew his gaze and immediately turned his head excitedly to the succubus Therese and said:

"Ms. Therese, please give me some of your female progesterone!"

The succubus extended her pink tongue tip and licked the corner of her lips. Her eyes were as charming as warm spring water:
"Your Highness, I don't mind giving it to you in any way, but are you sure you want to give it to you here?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Violet who was standing next to him.

Byron reacted immediately, and added hastily with a strong desire to survive:

"Ahem, it's the fish hormone produced by you, the succubus."

He told them his plan again.

Now all the people trapped in the secret realm are constantly alienated. Whether the material world is sliding towards the sea of ​​source remains to be verified, but it is certain that these people are sliding towards the animal side.

All their behavioral codes are also transitioning from humans to fish and various marine creatures.

Humans have their own way of expressing love, and beasts naturally have their own way of expressing love.

Anyone who has studied biology knows that when female fish release progesterone into the water, it attracts male fish and promotes the male fish's pituitary gland to secrete large amounts of gonadotropin to accelerate its development and maturation.

So just wait until the majestic 'Sea King' becomes beastly, then use some fish hormones and succubus' body fluids to make sure he will follow the Black Mermaid obediently.

“As for this cousin from my mother’s family, will he come after me when he wakes up?

He can't beat me anyway, so it's no big deal."

After preparing the tactics, Byron took the Golden Deer and waited in the snow and ice for two full days.

When there were fewer and fewer messages in the bottle and not a single one was seen for half a day, I felt that time was almost right, so I created another black mermaid of the same style and had her rush down with her secret weapon.

By the way, he also brought the crystal skull No. 13 [Suicide Goddess] that Byron had just obtained.

Both of these things are key.

When I saw my cousin Salant Tudor for the second time, his figure had become more and more distorted, and he looked more and more like a monster crawling out of the deep sea.

The fish head became even more swollen, and its body was covered with human hands and fish fins. Its two hairy thighs turned into two separate fish tails.

Even radiated fish can't grow so arbitrarily.

The black mermaid didn't do anything. She just stood at the end of the corridor and poured the liquid in the glass bottle on herself to let the hormones evaporate completely.

Waited for a while.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the opponent directly broke down the door and chased after the black mermaid.

The fish's eyes were bloodshot, and its nose and gills were panting like a cow, as if it wanted to eat her, and it kept roaring:

"Beauty! Beauty!
Follow me and continue the race and give birth to little fish, give birth to little fish."

Obviously, if this situation is not called "falling in love", what is called "falling in love"?
The plan goes through!
The black mermaid was wearing a pair of rare high-heeled shoes called "Dancer Who Dances as She Pleases". Under the command of Byron, a local tyrant who was familiar with the terrain, she ran all the way to where the believers and priests were.

This strange object was originally a prop of the Conqueror Cortes.

Wearing these shoes allows her to dance freely on any terrain, including grass, treetops, water, and even the tip of a knife.

There is no way a fish monster on land could be slower than this kind of target.

Anything that was blocking the way in the castle was smashed into a ball of minced meat and blood by the mad Salant.

But the crystal skull on the black mermaid's body lit up, and immediately absorbed the other's soul and a drop of blood.

They are all part of this vast secret realm. There are no applicable rules in the secret realm that can reasonably rescue all the people who are severely polluted.

But Byron had a way of getting around it.

Crystal Skull No. 13 [Suicide Goddess] can protect the souls of the dead, allowing them to temporarily remain constant between life and death.

If we prepare a perfectly fitting body for them in a short period of time and stuff their soul into it, they will become a complete living person.

Pfft!
More than ten minutes later, the black mermaid running in front successfully rushed out of the secret realm "The Little Mermaid's Bubble Dream" and turned into a half-human, half-fish mermaid again.

Salant Tudor followed closely behind.

He had just left the secret realm when the little snail that had been lying in ambush here immediately waved dozens of tentacles and wrapped him tightly.

He threw it onto the deck of the Golden Hind with force, and Byron immediately picked up a cup of "panacea" that he had prepared long ago and gave it to him to drink.

Of course, the immortality of the panacea in Byron's body is only effective for him. It is a byproduct of the complete digestion of the series of pre-processing of [Ritual Scarlet Holy Grail].

It is not like the meat of a certain monk, where just eating a piece of it can allow others to achieve immortality as well, but it can greatly increase the lifespan of others and eliminate alienation and side effects.

Except for Catherine and Violet, who share his lifespan, everyone else can only copy the [Ritual: Scarlet Holy Grail] once if they want to gain eternal life.

"Ho ho."

Salant Tudor, in the form of a fish monster, lay on the deck, gasping heavily, and slowly retracted his fish form and returned to human form.

As he regained his original appearance, Byron could clearly feel the part of him that was closely related to his own blood.

Just by sniffing it, he determined that he was not from his mother's generation, but was most likely the son of one of his uncles, that is, his cousin.

As for whether he is a brother or a younger brother? As long as he can't beat me, he must be a younger brother!
How could he allow anyone to take advantage of him?

"I have quite a few relatives on my father's side, and this is my first cousin on my mother's side. Not bad, not bad, he looks like me."

Byron was born into a royal family and had always dreamed of having a maternal relative like an uncle.

Because this is a fine tradition of royal families in various countries.

In history books, many kings liked to use their uncles, especially those kings and emperors who came to the throne at a young age.

They often use their uncles to stabilize their regime instead of reusing their uncles with the same surname.

The mystery is only understood by those who understand.

It only has to do with the political ecology and has little to do with family affection.

When Byron became the last Lancaster and no longer had any rigid demand in this regard, a relative from his mother's family suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which was a pleasant surprise.

Seeing that his cousin would need some time to fully recover, Byron took over Crystal Skull No. 13.

He activated the [Blood Altar and Flesh Urn] to recreate the bodies of the forty or fifty believers and priests, and pushed their souls into them one by one.

He was also very considerate and used the Philosopher's Stone to prepare a robe for each of them.

In an instant, this group of people came back to life.

The authority over the underworld that the sun god system has been longing for is not much more difficult for Byron, the "Lord of Heaven" than eating and drinking.

There is no other problem except that it is a bit expensive and difficult to popularize on a large scale among the battlefield.

“When I am promoted to the fifth level [False God], or my father is promoted to the [King of the Undead], maybe I will have a chance to rescue my mother who is sleeping in the sea of ​​the collective subconscious of the people of the Bay.

By that time, the boundary between life and death in the Old World may no longer be so clear-cut!"

Although her mother, Hathaway Tudor, was not like the little mermaid in the fairy tale, she turned into a pile of foam in the sea at the age of 15.

However, he died unexpectedly before Byron was three years old, when he was less than twenty years old.

Looking back at this matter again, there are too many doubts.

Byron was about to turn around and ask his father again.

He ordered the crew to carry away the believers who had come back to life first. When he looked back, the cousin who was the strongest believer had stood up again.

Although he looked young, his face was very strong, and his long dark green hair, like seaweed, reached his shoulders.

He is two meters and five meters tall, and is stronger than Eight Fingers, the largest pirate officer among the group.

He patted the storage treasure on his waist, put on a dark blue robe, and pinned a sparkling treasure brooch on it, instantly transforming into an elegant wizard.

But his expression was still a little dazed, and he probably vaguely remembered some things that happened after the alienation.

When she shook her head vigorously and regained focus, the first thing she saw was the "black mermaid" not far in front of her, whom she had just chased after and begged to give birth to a fish with her.

Suddenly, not only the sweat hairs, but even the hairs on my head stood up.

Instinctively, he took out a "staff" from the storage of rare objects. It was completely white, made of bones, with a huge sapphire inlaid on one end, and the other end suddenly expanded into a mace.

It is two meters long from head to tail and thicker than an adult's thigh. The white bone nails flash with cold light, which makes people shudder at the sight of them.

"Ah fight!"

The first thing he did was a dazzling [Flash] that illuminated the entire deck, making it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.

Then he swung the uniquely shaped "staff" with both hands, and smashed it hard at the "black beauty" with wind, thunder and gas explosion. No, it was the "black history" that he had hit many times but failed to kill completely!
clang--!
In a flash of white light, a huge black gun suddenly appeared and accurately blocked the mace, blocking its way.

Byron has [Divine Vision], so he is not afraid of the flash technique that can only seal vision.

No matter how hard Salant tried, the big gun didn't move at all.

After he realized the gap between the two, Byron said slowly:

"My friend, she is your savior after all. It would be wrong to start yelling at her to kill you the moment you meet her.

Please put away your mace."

Although he spoke in a serious tone, a lot of evil thoughts were bubbling in his heart:
'Look at the black mermaid's shiny black bald head, her muscular body, and her female fish hormones that are almost off the charts.

How could you destroy the evidence so easily?

My dear brother, I will live with this secret of yours for the rest of my life!
After all, you don't want your relatives and friends back home to know what you did in the South Continent, right?

At this time, Salant had completely regained his sanity and knew that even if he killed this "black history" like before, the sixth and seventh would soon appear in front of him.

So, he slowly retracted the mace in his hand, stared into Byron's eyes and solemnly corrected him:

“Thank you and your men for saving me and His Excellency the Whale Hunter’s followers.

However, I want to emphasize that I am an elegant mage and my dream is to become a mage god.

This one is not a mace, but the staff I am used to using.

Although it is a stick, it also has many thorns and does look a bit like a mace, but I emphasize again, this is a.magic.staff.!"

Not knowing what the situation in the Eastern Continent is, Salant seems to have a natural obsession with his identity as a "wizard".

He insisted that the weapon in his hand was a staff.

Byron had no intention of getting serious with his cousin, so he put away his [Mingchao] and nodded to him:
"Okay, Mr. Wizard.

I am the captain of this ship, [Sea Hunter] Byron.

As you can see, he is also a Gulf pirate like Sir Jack Harold, the Whaler.

Some time ago, I followed the nautical chart he left behind to the Beast Paradise, and happened to come across the drifting bottle you sent, and finally found you."

Necessary vigilance was still required, but since it was their first meeting, Byron was not prepared to reveal his true colors immediately.

Seeing that Byron, Violet, and a group of pirate officers had the same blue eyes as the Whale Hunter, Salant became much more friendly. He finally let go of his "staff", touched his chest and saluted:
“Hello, Captain Byron. My name is Salant Du Crinoid. Yes, [Sea Mage] Salant Du Crinoid.

On behalf of the believers, I would like to thank you again for your help! "

He had been in the Glacier Islands for a year and could speak both the common language and the local dialect fluently.

It’s just that I probably haven’t introduced myself to others properly for a long time. I hesitated when saying my name and subconsciously hid my real surname.

Byron pretended not to hear anything.

He, a Lancaster, disguised himself as his mother's Tudor, and the real Tudor seemed to have disguised himself as his mother's surname.

Byron felt that the Tudor surname might cause more trouble in the Eastern Continent than Lancaster did in the Old Continent!
I am also looking forward to seeing what kind of expression this little brother will have when he hears his name, "Sea Hunter" Byron Tudor.

At this moment, Violet, who had been patient for a long time, suddenly interrupted and said:
"Mr. Salant, since you can receive the oracle of the Whale Hunter, do you know what his current situation is?"

Salant did not find it strange. Since the people in front of him were all Taiwanese, it was normal for them to care about the whale hunters who had not returned for many years.

Unfortunately, he couldn't give an answer.

He shook his head apologetically at Violet.
“I’m sorry, there’s a whole sea of ​​monsters between us, so our prayers are rarely answered.

Usually, it is His Excellency the Whale Hunter who actively issues the oracle, and we can only hear it passively.

We have not been able to contact him since the oracle last full moon. We can only confirm that His Excellency [Whale Hunter] has not fallen."

Violet looked disappointed.

Hearing that the clue he had finally found was broken here again, Byron couldn't help but frowned and continued to ask:
“I heard that you are from the Eastern Continent, which has the lowest terrain and is most severely affected by the source tides.

Can you share some information about the Eastern Continent?

Sir [Whale Hunter], who has reached the fifth level in both the Pirate Class and the Forbidden Route, will he also encounter danger there?"

Unexpectedly, this very ordinary request was flatly rejected by Salant, who waved his hand vigorously:

"No, since you are all members of His Excellency the Whale Hunter's tribe and our saviors, I cannot harm you."

Seeing the puzzled expressions on Byron's group's faces, he hesitated for a moment before pointing to a few bottles that had not yet drifted far away on the sea and said:

“You may not know that there are many things in this world that can bring disasters just by knowing their existence.

The information memes carried on paper are just the smallest trace of its power leaking out.

There are actually two core survival taboos in the entire Eastern Continent:
First, everything that is said must be known! Second, it is not people who chase after knowledge, but knowledge that chases after people! "

Byron and his party were stunned.

"The entire Eastern Continent needs to abide by taboos? Not a secret realm?"

Salant also showed a somewhat bitter smile:

"Yes, you heard it right. Even if you live outside the secret realm in the Eastern Continent, you must always abide by the taboos to survive!"

There was no need for him to explain the situation any further, as Byron also understood that the situation on the mother's side was probably very bad.

The requirements of my own eternal life ritual [Scarlet Holy Grail] are: the hands of servants, the bones of relatives, and the blood of lovers. Even if I collect two sets, it will probably not be a problem at all.

The answer to my father's secretiveness about my mother's origins finally came to light.

"Everything that is said must be known. Also, is knowledge actively pursuing people?"

(End of this chapter)