Pirate Kingship.

Chapter 74 Orphan Alliance, United Front
At the other end, the public anchorage of the privateering alliance.

The wooden structure of the sailboat creaked rhythmically with the rising and falling waves. A lantern hanging on an iron hook cast a dim light, illuminating a long human shadow.

The blood light of the [Bloody Holy Grail] in Byron's palm gradually dissipated, and along with it, several privateer pirates who were sleeping soundly in the cabin also disappeared.

After finishing his work, he turned around and walked out of the forecastle cabin on the privateer ship, which was used for officers to rest.

He ran into two pirates who were patrolling at night with whale oil lamps.

The two pirates saw a figure suddenly appear in front of them and were about to sound the alarm in panic.

"it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice and seeing Byron's face, they quickly took off their hats and saluted:
“It’s Mr. Executioner.

We thought we had encountered that damn Wild Hunt.

You are still patrolling the anchorage so late at night. You are truly worthy of being Captain Redbeard's confidant and right-hand man."

What they saw was naturally the "Executioner" Bill who has recently become famous in the league.

Most privateers knew that three days ago, just overnight, this executioner had emerged as a rising star and was particularly trusted by Red Beard.

From being the seventh person in the "Goddess of Vengeance", he suddenly became the third person.

His status is only below that of Edward Redbeard and first mate Harvey the Jackal.

Perhaps some old men among Red Beard's direct subordinates are not convinced, but in the eyes of the privateering alliance forces on the periphery, he is definitely an undisputed leading figure.

Byron patted their shoulders in a friendly manner with the hand that had just killed someone, and encouraged them seriously:
“It’s all in service of the alliance.

Loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal!
As long as you are as loyal to the captain as I am, you will be appreciated by the congressman.

During this period, that damned [Wild Hunt] has started committing crimes again, and more and more people have gone missing. You should step up your patrols and pay attention to safety. I'll go over first."

The two privateers were somewhat flattered and nodded repeatedly:
"Yes, Mr. Bill, we will behave well. Please walk slowly and watch your step."

It was not until Byron walked away and a biting cold wind blew that they shrank their necks and put away their almost stiff flattering smiles.

Looking at the dark and cold night and the endless pirate ships, he said uncertainly:
"For three days, every time the day is over, the Wild Hunt sneaks into the anchorage and kills people everywhere.

You said, he shouldn't come to our ship today, right?"

"Hey, didn't Mr. Bill just come for his inspection? That shouldn't be possible, right?

By the way, since the captain is not here, how about we go back to the lower deck, at least there are more people there. "

"Let's go."

No wonder privateers are so nervous.

It is said that four days ago, the captains' plan to reversely hunt down the Wild Hunt with its trapping cages failed, which led to the opponent's crazy revenge.

Not only do they kill people on the shore, they also actively sneak into privateering ships anchored in the anchorage.

In the past, the Wild Hunt mainly hunted extraordinary people and didn't care much about ordinary people.

But now the hunting range has been expanded, and crimes are committed crazily with impunity. Everyone may become the next victim to disappear along with the Wild Hunt.

The difficulty of defense increased countless times, the bait plan no longer worked, and the privateering captains, who had long been out of ideas, were completely at a loss.

Basically, when privateers wake up from a sleep every day, there will be fewer familiar faces around them.

Moreover, it is said that [Wild Hunt] successfully escaped from an ambush by a second-level professional, and the second-level transcendents who were originally sitting on the high platform were all scared.

Panic continues to spread, and the name "Wild Hunt" may become their lifelong nightmare.

But as something big was about to happen, any slight disturbance was forcefully suppressed by Red Beard.

He simply ordered all ships to stay 100 meters away from the shore, beyond the radiation range of the octopus silver coins on those monsters, and to keep as much distance between them as possible, and he no longer intervened.

This great pirate had long regarded the Wild Hunt and the Gunpowder Artist as a team, and subconsciously regarded Byron's hunting as normal revenge.

As long as the other party is a Taiwanese citizen, he has been marked by the [Black Mass Ritual] and will die in the subsequent "natural disaster" sooner or later.

It won't take a day or two, why go through all the fuss?

Even if we take a step back, as long as it does not affect the upcoming election, he does not care if a few more pirates from the privateering alliance who are not direct descendants die. In the end, it will not affect the overall situation.

“Only Captain Redbeard’s direct lineage has been safe these days.

The captain and other extraordinary people all hid on the "Vengeance" for refuge because they were afraid of death, but left us aside.

In comparison, the hardworking Mr. Bill is more humane.

He is always by our side when something happens. He is such a kind person with a cold face but a warm heart."

Byron listened to the conversation that gradually faded away on the wind and shook his head and laughed.

He used the [Mountain Goat Steps] to leap forward, using the black backs of several man-eating sharks in the water to land, and quickly returned to the shore.

His legendary level in the ship's log also quietly reached 19.

The waves created by [Wild Hunt] among the pirate group are already big enough, there is no need for him to stir up trouble again, so let the bullets continue flying for a while.

Perhaps at some point, the legendary level will naturally exceed the 20-point threshold.

Let him gain an additional ability like the child guard's [Unbreakable Body].

If you are lucky, even if you cross the class level, it is not a dream to single-handedly defeat the strong.

At this moment, the voice of the gunpowder artist came into his ears, and Byron answered in his heart:
"Okay, I'm also finishing up here. The number of pirates I killed from the Privateering Alliance may not be as many as the number of missing Bay Citizens, but the types are definitely wide enough.

In theory, the more people in a certain ethnic group are sacrificed, the stronger the mark in the octopus silver coin will be, and the darker the blood color will be.

Don't worry, no one from the Privateer Alliance will escape.

What about those third-party freelance pirates you're responsible for?"

“Oh, it’s done.

Not only free pirates, but also slaves from all over the world, black market traders, bounty hunters operating in the gray area, and other groups have been marked.

Even the dungeon of the Anchor Bay Enforcement Team was empty.

That thing will be absolutely shocked by then."

"Well done."

In order to cooperate at the critical moment, Byron left an emergency contact method in the report letter.

Then Violet sent him the [Whalebone Amulet: Whale Song], which improved communication efficiency by several centuries.

The two people who communicated through the legal network became close "netizens" and naturally formed an orphan alliance of the two major branches of the Bay People and a united front.

By the way, he informed the other party of his aliases of [Gunpowder Artist] and [Wild Hunter].

No one loses out by changing vests.

Of course, they are all smart people, and they all have some guesses about each other's true identity:

A suspected third-level [Craftsman] couldn't just appear randomly, and Byron just happened to have seen one at the venue;
There were very few people in Anchor Bay who harbored deep hatred for the York family and had sufficient motivation to put it into practice. Violet just happened to know of a "Devil's Son".

But for the time being, no one has exposed the other.

From an outsider's perspective, the two groups of Taiwan orphans who are in such a miserable state must sympathize with each other and have many common topics to talk about their misery, right?

"That's not right!"

The two people, who were full of bad intentions, both gave negative answers.

They had no time to complain about themselves and only thought about how to make the enemy feel pain!
There is a sense of mutual understanding.

The way the two men break the impasse is to drag down all the people, ethnic groups, trading companies, and groups in Anchor Bay.

It's like a person in distress in a lonely alley late at night and encounters an irresistible perverted murderer.

He must not shout: "Murder, help", he needs to shout: "Fire, come and put out the fire."

Because the former has nothing to do with them, it is highly likely that no one will lend a helping hand.

The latter concerns everyone’s interests. If you stand aside and do nothing, your own house may burn down, so you have to help.

Only by tying everyone to the same chariot can we gather the most powerful force and achieve our goals.

It doesn't matter whether the third party is willing or not.

Therefore, the thing called "anchor" is not illusory. It exists not only in this special extraordinary world, but also in every corner of the ordinary world.

During these two days, these two were the most rampant "evil spirits" committing crimes in Anchor Bay.

The third-level Violet is responsible for dealing with the evil spirits and monsters, as well as marking all the tribes in the North Sea.

Byron took advantage of Bill's position to easily gain control of the privateering alliance's internal intelligence and took control of the center.

The only place he didn't attack was the Nemesis where Red Beard was stationed.

It’s not because rabbits don’t eat grass near their burrows, but because every action has its consequences, and I am your confidant.

They are the most dangerous of all the sacrifices!
Byron looked at the Anchor Bay in front of him, as if he saw an invisible net connecting everyone, and nodded with satisfaction:
"Use [Octopus Silver Coins] to hold back all pirates in the entire North Sea; use [Heartache] to drag Red Beard down with him;
As long as you complete the remaining 25% of the decryption work, you will be eligible to draw a powerful relic.

I have three amulets. Even if the defense of Anchor Bay fails, I am fully confident that I can escape.

Everyone thinks Storm Knight is reckless, but I'm actually quite steady."

However, they now have another very critical problem.

Byron tapped the whalebone amulet in his ear and asked:
"The most critical issue now is that we don't have the highest authority over the Pirate Code and cannot modify it.

When it is noon tomorrow, the established procedures left by the [Pirate Code] will begin to run, and the real [Overseer] will be selected through 'voting' and 'fighting'.

The top priority now is to prevent Red Beard from gaining permission to open the outer maze lock.

Otherwise, that Strait Fleet alone would be enough to crush us.

The most troublesome thing is that he is immortal. You local tyrants who have been entrenched in Anchor Bay for thousands of years, do you have any way to get rid of him?"

The elegant male voice on the other side first teased:
"Good citizen, you are well acquainted with the situation in Anchor Bay.

We are not those Lancastrians like Hastings who played the game of 'the king is under the law' too much. How could we not leave ourselves a back-up authority?"

Without waiting for Byron to turn gloomy, he immediately straightened his tone and asked in a mysterious tone:

"Do you know what the Great Secret Treasure is? Why is Iron Anchor Bay called Iron Anchor Bay? What exactly is this anchor anchoring?

I do have a plan, and it depends on how far your 'confidant' can go, like this."

As Byron listened, his eyes gradually brightened.

(End of this chapter)