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Chapter 959 The Real Reason the Third Pirate King Went to Prison
After a moment's hesitation, Raziel decided to stay with Bala. As for Da Chun, there were several all-seeing eyes monitoring the scene at the tavern. Although it was too far away to broadcast live, they could check the records later, and they figured Da Chun wouldn't dare to wander off.

As for Michael, considering Raziel's situation, he was also blessed with a divine artifact, allowing him to fly at lightning speed!
Finally, at 10 p.m., Michael arrived at the Sea of ​​Thousand Islands.

From afar, Pirate Island surprisingly boasts a dazzling nighttime light show reminiscent of a seaside town. Moreover, the lights of multiple Pirate Islands reflect each other, like pearls scattered on the sea, making it far more magnificent than the monotonous nighttime view of the main city.

This land is actually very beautiful, I want it!
Michael descended upon the pirate island where Redbeard was, first announcing from the air: "Michael, the Angel of Death, is here to visit Redbeard."

The response from the island was immediate: "Please!"

Michael entered the tavern where Redbeard was.

The tavern was brightly lit, with dancers singing merrily. Redbeard was the only male, like an emperor's harem.

Michael chuckled. This showed that Redbeard was extremely ambitious and wanted to live like an emperor. Such a person was actually easy to recruit and utilize.

Redbeard asked, "Have you found someone from the realm of gods?"

Michael pulled out more than twenty letters: "Found them."

Redbeard was startled when he saw the letter, but he didn't open it immediately. Instead, he waved his hand, and the singing and dancing stopped, and the dancers left the stage.

"Men, fire an emergency salute! Invite the brothers to the island!"

Outside the door: "Received!"

As the booming cannon fire rang out, Redbeard raised his large cup and gestured to Michael: "Sit down, have a drink!"

Michael instinctively refused: "I have important matters to attend to, I can't—"

Redbeard jumped up: "If we agree, you'll have a big deal to do! If you don't drink, you're not a good friend."

Shit!!
Michael suddenly remembered Da Chun's astonishing drinking capacity, a skill he had displayed since he first entered Silver City Prison. Therefore, to collude with the pirates, drinking was essential! Michael had spent a day drinking fake alcohol at the Dionysus's mansion, developing a drinking capacity of 50 points—that's 50 bottles. Was that enough?

Michael had no choice but to raise his large glass and shout, "Cheers!"

Redbeard laughed loudly: "Good, continue!"

Just as the two sides were drinking a dozen or so cups back and forth, Bluebeard, Blackbeard, and Whitebeard all arrived on the island and gathered together.

Michael was anxious: "Everyone's here! Let's get on with the important business!"

Bluebeard laughed and said, "We rushed over as fast as we could, and we're so thirsty. Let's have a few drinks to quench our thirst!"

"We didn't have the means on Evil Spirit Island before, but now that the First Sage has come, we should treat him even better!"

"Enough with the chit-chat, let's drink!"

Thanks~~~~
So another dozen or so glasses followed. Michael had already drunk more than 30 glasses, and the screen was starting to blur. This wine was real, not the fake wine from the Dionysus Palace. It had a strong aftereffect!
Michael was frantic: "We need to talk about important matters!"

Redbeard then produced more than twenty letters.

The bearded men instantly regained their senses: "What is this?"

Michael said, "The letter is from the divine realm. They say only pirates can understand and open it. Everyone, please check the envelope to make sure it hasn't been opened en route."

The bearded men indeed examined each letter very carefully, but unfortunately Michael's screen was getting increasingly blurry, making it impossible to see the details.

Michael was still hesitant about whether to secretly use his All-Seeing Eye to record the screen, but he was worried that he might be discovered if he did. After all, the people present were the most skilled thieves in the world.

It doesn't matter, it's not worth the risk.

Finally, after the bearded men had opened the envelopes and passed them around, they looked at each other in silence. The scene instantly became quiet.

What does it say? Michael asked curiously, "Excuse me—"

Before he could finish speaking, Michael felt the displeased gazes of the bearded men and instantly became alert! He couldn't pry into their internal affairs!

Michael then changed his tune: "I've accomplished something great, haven't I?"

The bearded men nodded sullenly, looking rather unhappy: "It's done."

Michael was extremely worried: "What about my request for a copy of the deposit slip—"

The bearded men each pulled out a pile of glittering photocopies, but their expressions changed and they burst into laughter: "We've all brought them with us, no problem!"

"Let's drink first!"

"We celebrate the First Sage's remarkable achievement in finding someone from our divine realm."

"This kind of thing should be celebrated with a cannon salute!"

"Yes, yes, yes, fire the salute, drink!!"

Michael was anxious: "Time is precious, I need to hurry back and finish my funeral arrangements."

Redbeard laughed and said, "No, no, no, most of life is actually not precious; it's all wasted."

Bluebeard laughed and said, "The most precious thing is that we brothers can now gather with the First Sage to drink together!"

Redbeard laughed, "Drink to your heart's content! If you don't drink, you're no brother!"

The bearded men laughed loudly: "That's right, if you don't drink, you're not a true brother!"

Michael's face turned green with shock! If he gets drunk like this, he might not be able to log on for a whole day. Can he afford to waste a whole day?

Michael made a quick decision: "I want to drink and make friends, but I don't want to mess things up. Can I contact a friend to come and pick up the photocopies?"

Redbeard jumped: "Your friend who can go in and out of prisons in the realm of gods?"

He's really smart!
"Yes!"

Redbeard laughed heartily: "No problem, let's drink first!"

Michael could only helplessly say to Raziel, "Raziel, fly over here."

Raziel panicked: "Then my Bala will be completely unsupervised!"

Sila sighed, "You two held a ceremony together for half the night in the old lady's astrologer shop. You should believe in the bond of your vows."

Raziel was utterly dumbfounded: "I believe in the bonds of a prisoner from the divine realm?"

Michael sighed, "Full power, all artifacts activated, advance at full speed..."

Gabriel sighed, "Go and come back soon."

Raziel sighed, "I understand. I'll talk to Bala about it."

...At this moment, Gabriel and Libnashi teleported to the treasure hunting camp in the desert ruins of the Imperial Holy Emerald City.

Libnashi was essentially revisiting the same place. When Raziel led the team to catch Dachun in adultery, the hotel roof, which had been blown off, was still not repaired; it was only covered with a layer of tent cloth.

The camp innkeeper was even more enthusiastic towards Libnashi: "The head maid is here again. In fact, we also received a notice from the Explorers' Association to assist this Oak Sage and the head maid in investigating the airship of the wind god Frogaro."

Gabriel hurriedly asked, "But that's in the elemental realm, how will you assist us?"

The shopkeeper said in a deep voice, "Actually, we can only send ten people to the lady's command. As for the others, we can't do that. The Wind God Fegalo is a servant recruited by the Emperor. His airship uses demon technology, which the Association is very interested in. So we will also bring relevant instruments to investigate."

Gabriel finally understood: "My goal is just to investigate! Your goal is to directly obtain that airship?"

The shopkeeper sweated and said, "You still have to have dreams, after all, it's demon technology."

Gabriel was taken aback: "Will the Emperor approve of you doing this in front of the head maid?"

The shopkeeper glanced awkwardly at the head maid: "Let's solve the problem of whether we can find this airship first."

Gabriel laughed: "What explorer? They're clearly treasure hunters and thieves! Boss, should I join this explorer's association too?"

Michael said, "Of course we can't miss any opportunity."

Gabriel then said to the shopkeeper, "I would also like to join your association. What are the requirements?"

The shopkeeper immediately chuckled: "Under normal circumstances, we need to follow the association's mission procedures!"

Gabriel was annoyed: "I'm a sage, isn't my reputation enough? Do I have to go through procedures?"

The shopkeeper chuckled and said, "Madam, don't worry, this is an unusual situation! Our camp and the five border cities of Huangsha have developed a desert business. You can join our Holy Emerald Camp organization. Although it is a subordinate organization of the Explorers' Association, you don't need to go through the association's mission procedures."

Xila was stunned: "Business in the five border cities? May I ask, is this the business developed by the four young ladies, Dachun and Hathaway?"

Gabriel immediately asked, "Is this business in the five cities run by Da Chun and the Hathaway family?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the head maid in astonishment. The head maid immediately waved her hand: "I didn't say anything, I didn't know about your contract, I was only responsible for pushing the cart for Da Chun at the time."

The shopkeeper chuckled and said, "Don't misunderstand, Head Maid. Actually, we're really hoping you can help us promote this."

Gabriel panicked: "So, if I join your camp organization, it's like I'm doing business for Da Chun and the Hathaway family?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It's not really about doing business for anyone. We distribute profits based on performance, everyone gets what they need. Besides, although our camp is small, it has unique advantages. I can't say for sure yet; you'll only realize that once you join our camp, madam."

Xila laughed and said, "Just join us. Anyway, Dachun's Chamber of Commerce will fall into my hands sooner or later, and these businesses of the Chamber of Commerce will also fall into my hands. You can just obediently work for me like a slave in advance."

Gabriel scoffed, "Bitch!"

Just then, Libnashi's watch rang, and she immediately put it to her ear to answer it.

Sila exclaimed in surprise, "This watch looks like a communicator. She didn't have it last time!"

Gabriel asked in surprise, "Last time she completed her mission and brought back several bottles of millennium wine. Did she get promoted?"

At this moment, Libnashi said with a serious expression: "Sage, we just received a message from the Golden Throne monitoring center that the Forgalo airship has left the War Angel Ruins City area and is currently missing."

Gabriel immediately recalled that in the special courtroom earlier, the Imperial Judge could switch the scene in the hall directly to the airship, so that was high-altitude surveillance.

Gabriel asked in surprise, "Can't the Divine Throne Monitoring Center keep monitoring continuous?"

Libnashi said, "Stabilized area scanning and mobile tracking are two completely different concepts. The monitoring center has other tasks, so this is something we have to do."

Xila laughed and said, "Isn't this perfect? ​​Anyway, I've already cleared out all the sand demons in the War Angel Ruins. You can use this as an excuse to run around and farm all the other ruined cities."

Michael nodded: "That's right, this is actually a great opportunity."

Gabriel formally replied: "Head Maid, rest assured, I have enough patience and perseverance. Manager, I request to join your camp organization, but the 10 people you send must be prepared to accompany me for a long time to investigate all the ruined cities in the desert, and bring plenty of equipment and supplies."

The shopkeeper was thrilled: "Exploring all the ruins from a thousand years ago is our dream! With the powerful sage and the head maid here, our goal will surely be achieved..."

But Sariel sensed something was wrong: "The head maid just said that the monitoring center has other missions and cannot move to track the Frogolo airship. Could these other missions be tracking our Evil Spirit Island?"

Raphael was startled: "Very likely! Especially since the First Prince and the Fourth Prince's ships are docked on the island. These two ships have GPS tracking capabilities and can be tracked from the air at any time in conjunction with the Golden Throne!"

Sila asked in surprise, "Is it possible that this other mission is to track down the ships of the other two missing princes?"

Sariel scoffed: "Perhaps they didn't disappear at all, but were notified by the Emperor to return after we found Evil Spirit Island. Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone so long without receiving any contact."

Raphael grew anxious: "So there's another possibility: soon, the Emperor's massive fleet will suddenly appear and surround our Evil Island. And this so-called lord of our boss is just a ploy by the Emperor to appease Evil Island and lower its guard?"

Michael was a little tired: "Let's finish our current tasks first. Aren't I just trying to keep the Emperor in check..."

……

11 o'clock in the morning.

Da Chun was startled awake again by a notification from Ai Lian's magic mirror. He checked the time; how lucky he was, he'd slept straight through breakfast to lunch.

Da Chun opened the magic mirror and found himself in that tavern, drinking and partying wildly with everyone there, with rock music and disco music deafeningly loud.

Holy crap? Wasn't this the place I booked to see my grandfather? Why are there so many people? Did I cancel the reservation?
"Honey, I'm here. What's up?"

Ellen exclaimed excitedly, "Darling, I just received news from Vivian that you've been appointed the third Pirate King!"

Da Chun was stunned: "Me? The third Pirate King? Who appointed me?"

Eileen said excitedly, "Of course it was these old men present who wrote letters to Redbeard to announce the appointments at the meeting. Redbeard immediately notified the pirate spies in the taverns of various cities of this news. Vivian is one of Redbeard's spies, and she received the news."

Ah, that's right. Aziza gave me a copy of Romeo and Juliet filled with pirate codes through Vivian's tavern.

Da Chun still couldn't believe it: "Which one of you here is Grandpa Aziza? Why should I be the Pirate King?"

The key point is, I didn't get any system notification for something as big as becoming the Pirate King?

Eileen exclaimed excitedly, "That young man in the yellow hat is the real Pirate King! He hired all these people to cover his identity. He secretly told me that our spaceship, the Sea Overlord, is actually a pirate guardian that only the Pirate King can activate! Not to mention your high reputation."

Holy crap!!! This is what the pirate guardian looks like?!
I always thought this ship was so elaborate because it was meant for me to practice sailing in my dreams, but it turns out it's not that simple! So that evil old man really went all out back then, arranging a guardian spirit for me before he even possessed me?

Da Chun asked in surprise, "But what about Grandpa Bad? Does he agree?"

Eileen then asked, "Do you know why we're in jail?"

Da Chun was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, the reason was a bit abstract: "It was the mermaid who made me go to jail. She said she felt uneasy in Silver City."

Eileen said solemnly, "That's right. The bad grandpa has always wanted to catch the mermaid. That's the biggest instability for the mermaid. That's why the mermaid made us go to jail. Because we've been in jail all this time, the bad grandpa has never had a chance!"

Holy crap!!! So that's how it is!!!
(End of this chapter)