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Chapter 973 Back to Prison, Can We Go Back to the Pirate Ship?

Game time is 6am.

The Ten Old Men chat group stayed up all night again.

Sariel let out a long breath, utterly exhausted: "I've been killing island radiant demons all night, but it's not over yet. It's hard to imagine what kind of strength the reassembled radiant demons will have tonight."

Raphael sighed, "I can clearly sense that the mermaid has comprehended a power beyond the normal scope of a guardian deity; it may be the power of creation!"

Michael frowned: "If it really is the power of creation, the Emperor will not remain indifferent! The intentions of these two princes to stay on the island will also become clearer. Are they making money by running a shadow bank in private, or are they using this as an excuse to monitor the whole process?"

Raziel sighed, "The most important thing, Boss, is to become the lord of Evil Spirit Island as soon as possible. We've been drinking all night, and the screen's been black until dawn. Are you really going to wait a whole day for me to sober up?"

Michael was also very anxious: "Unless they forcibly stop their party, they might let me go."

Raziel sighed, "Unless something major happens. Besides, Mei is the only one who can move right now."

Metatron said helplessly, "I've spent the whole night carrying the second-generation pendant, asking around every tavern, but I really couldn't find anything important that could make this bearded man stop the party..."

Just then, something happened in the desert on Gabriel's side.

Head Maid Libnashi's watch started beeping: "Sage! I've received an urgent report from the Divine Throne Monitoring Center. The Forgalo airship has been hacked, triggering a three-second alarm. The alarm's location coordinates are..."

Gabriel asked in surprise, "Should I go there right now?"

The head maid said solemnly, "This is your mission, you must."

Gabriel had no choice but to change course, feeling utterly helpless: "I was planning to explore the entire desert after joining the Emerald Ruins Explorers, and now I've already completed my mission?"

The head maid said, "After completing the mission, you can still explore the entire desert."

Gabriel was astonished: "Aren't you going to take me back?"

The head maid said, "Since Miss Sage has not been convicted and there is no bail period, of course she doesn't need to go back."

Gabriel truly felt a sense of redemption: "Will the head maid accompany me on my exploration of the desert?"

The head maid said, "Of course! With the results of my exploration, I can continue to be promoted. Isn't that much better than staying in the palace and doing those daily chores?"

Gabriel was relieved and then turned his attention to the important matter: "The Forgello airship is in the Elemental Realm, who could possibly invade it?"

The head maid sighed, "The most sensational news these past two days has been the third-generation Pirate King. The Pirate King has the ability and is the prime suspect."

Gabriel was shocked: "He was in Ironflame Village last night, and now he's managed to steal into the Imperial Desert?"

"After all, he's the Pirate King."

Gabriel asked, "Why would the Pirate King invade Falgarlo's airship?"

The maid sighed, "That's why we need you, Miss Sage, to investigate. Besides, I only said it was a suspicion."

"Okay, I'll head over there at full speed."

Metatron had an idea: "Since the head maid said it's a suspect, then it must be. I've come up with a way to stop the bearded men's meeting. I'll go to the tavern immediately and spread the word that the Pirate King is stealing the Imperial Forgalo airship!"

Raziel asked in surprise, "Is this a big deal?"

Metatron thought for a moment and said, "Then let's add that the Empire's siege and punishment are about to begin! The Beards can't possibly ignore such a big battle as the Pirate King's, and they'll definitely stop their party and go around asking about it."

Gabriel laughed: "Xiao Mei, you're a guardian angel, your words carry the weight of law. Spreading such rumors might cause trouble, right?"

Metatron sighed, "You are the Empire's punishment! I didn't spread rumors!"

Gabriel panicked: "At most, I can only send one Dream Angel over to take a look; they have no combat power whatsoever."

"Looking at it is also a form of punishment!"

Raziel grew impatient: "Fine, that's how you advertise it. I've had enough of this drunken black screen. Go advertise it in the biggest taverns in every city."

Metatron: "Let's go right now!"

Metatron began moving between taverns in the four cities of Bronze, Iron, Gem, and Silver. Of course, he couldn't go to Oakwood because of its guardian deity, lest he be accused of overstepping his bounds by a mermaid visiting unauthorized territory.

It has to be said that these four cities are quite comfortable without a guardian deity.

Metatron suddenly remembered something: "Uriel, those three trainee Guardian Gods are still in Ironflame Village and haven't returned yet? Uriel?"

Butler: "Mr. Uriel is sleeping."

The men were furious: "We've all been up all night, and Uriel actually slept by himself?"

Gabriel said irritably, "He keeps advocating staying up all night! I'm not even willing to give up my skin! No way, butler, wake up Uriel!"

Michael sighed, "That's fine. Uriel has been working through the night for several days in a row. Anyway, all that's left in Ironflame Village is reconstruction work, nothing serious. Let him sleep..."

Just then, a faint sound came from Michael's side, and Redbeard's voice came: "First Sage, Enforcer, we have an urgent matter to attend to, we are very sorry—"

It actually worked!

Michael was overjoyed: "No, I'm sorry..."

It's all too complicated to explain, so I can only say the most important thing: "Wake up, sober up..."

Redbeard laughed, "Sobering up? I'm really sorry then! Someone, go to the wine cellar and bring over two buckets of ice to chill the wine!"

Raziel was very worried: "The boss might wake up, but my screen is completely black. Will he be able to make it?"

Michael said, "As long as the screen doesn't go black, I can just kill myself and go back to town!"

The next moment, two buckets of ice water were poured over Michael and Raziel's heads.

Michael's screen indeed became much clearer, as if it had been washed. Raziel's black screen finally started blinking.

Raziel was overjoyed: "As long as I'm awake, I can operate it!"

The bearded men laughed and said, "Gentlemen, we have urgent business to attend to, please excuse us."

"No...no need...you're too kind."

With the combined blessings of Raziel's various divine artifacts and the assistance of Michael's divine artifact, Raziel finally managed to stand up, albeit somewhat groggily.

In that state, there was no way he could fly back, so he rushed off the pirate island and jumped into the sea to commit suicide.

The next moment, Raziel was resurrected and returned to the nearby Silver City.

The death and weakness, amplified by intoxication, made Raziel's blurriness even worse; the entire screen was just a spinning mass of cheese, and nothing could be seen.

Just then, a familiar voice came from beside me: "Officer, I'm here!"

It's the Dark Soul Witch, Bala! She really didn't escape!
Raziel was so moved: "Help...me...back to the realm of the gods!"

"Yes, sir, let's go to the teleportation array." Given Raziel's current condition, it's hard to say whether he can persuade Bishop Sherlock with the bearded men's bankbook copies once they return. The key is getting Da Chun back into prison; just thinking about the night he was released is worrying.

Finally, Raziel made her arduous journey back to the realm of the gods. The difficulty stemmed from the fact that the screen was so blurry that she couldn't accurately select the teleportation point.

"Let's go to the tavern..."

Raziel finally returned to the tavern entrance, where the laughter of a group of pirates rang out: "What's going on, Enforcer?"

"Your alcohol tolerance isn't good; you need to practice more."

"Sir Enforcer, has our letter been delivered?"

Raziel could barely speak, so Bala relayed the message: "The law enforcement officer has ordered that the party is over, and the released prisoner Dachun's bail is over. He must immediately return to prison."

The crowd erupted in an uproar: "No, this is such a spoilsport, we haven't had enough to drink yet."

"Sir Enforcer, remember you booked the whole place and paid the bill!"

Although Raziel couldn't see clearly, he could tell from the sounds that the tavern was full of people, not the 20 who had arrived earlier!
What? What's going on here? How many orders do I have to place?

Without time to think, he could only wait until everyone had left before retrieving the All-Seeing Eye, which he had secretly placed in the tavern. Honestly, this place housed a former pirate king; would the All-Seeing Eye even have any effect on him?

The shopkeeper warmly helped him out the door: "Sir, you can pay the bill when you've sobered up, or you can pay in installments."

Raziel's heart skipped a beat. In batches? Did that mean the wine bill was exceptionally large?
Michael smiled helplessly: "As long as we accomplish great things, money is no object."

Raziel wants to die!

Sariel noticed a detail: "Dachun didn't say anything? Ask him."

Raziel couldn't see clearly, so he could only ask, "Da Chun!"

The pirate pushing the cart laughed and said, "This kid's had too much to drink. But he can hold his liquor better than an adult."

So, it's not online? Possessed by a sea monster?
Raziel noticed the detail: "You guys were here, pushing his cart?"

"What did you say, sir? Didn't you hear me?"

The dark witch seemed not to have heard clearly: "My lord said, give him more to drink!"

Everyone burst into laughter: "Let's drink next time, let's drink next time!"

Forget it, I'm not interested in saying anything more about Raziel, who stayed up all night and then encountered this blurry screen.

Fortunately, Da Chun was finally sent back to prison.

Then, let's find Bishop Sherlock. Bala helped Raziel directly into Sherlock's cell.

Sherlock was startled: "Your Excellency, what is this?"

Raziel simply pulled out the photocopy that the bearded men had given him.

Sherlock was stunned: "This is... the Ghost Island Bank? The pirates deposit their money there?"

Raziel didn't waste any words: "The third generation..."

Bara understood: "Your Excellency, the third Pirate King has appeared. There is no treasure he cannot steal. Rather than let him steal it, we might as well deposit our treasure in this pirate bank."

Raziel was very satisfied. This was likely the Dark Soul Witch's own interpretation, but the key was that she couldn't say it herself, as the enforcer, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to the prison surveillance authorities.

Sherlock said in a low voice, "Actually, I've been thinking about this all night. Since... does Your Excellency have a pen?"

success!

Sherlock took the pen and scribbled some incomprehensible sentences on the photocopy Raziel had given him, then handed it back: "Go to the Macado Gym in Silver City, the crazy old man Daron who sells medicine in Gem City, and there was supposed to be a Raven Master from Oak City, but that guy suddenly went crazy and disappeared, and he's even slandering me on the city channel, so forget about him."

The crowd erupted in an uproar: "Master Crow!"

Gabriel exclaimed in surprise, "No wonder Master Raven seized Oak City's radio station and reported that Sherlock was creating a plague to kill people and extract the blood essence of the ancient gods to make longevity elixirs. It turns out that Master Raven was Sherlock's subordinate who helped him hide the treasure!" (Note: Chapter 637)
Raphael was shocked: "Isn't that crazy old man Darrow from Gem City the same one who was with Jenny, the fisherman, and the painter Van Gogh? He's also one of Sherlock's treasure hunters?"

Sariel laughed: "Haven't those four become loyal followers of the mermaid? Sherlock has always been at odds with mermaids, so it's like his subordinate has sided with them!"

Michael asked in surprise, "I seem to remember this Macado Gym in Silver City?"

The butler immediately retrieved Macado's information: "Found it. The mermaid once arranged for Paul, the grumpy pastor of the Silver Church, to hold a wedding for Macado in front of his gym. Because the wedding was so perfunctory and ridiculous, it was recorded and uploaded by a player." (Note: Chapter 427)
Sariel laughed: "I remember now, so the mermaid also managed to pry open the Silver City treasure of this bishop! I didn't expect my darling to be so capable, able to strike at political enemies so early on!"

Michael couldn't wait: "Raziel, set off immediately and find those two."

Raziel was speechless: "In my condition, am I supposed to have Bala carry me all the way there? Wouldn't the players find that suspicious?"

Michael urged, "We can't worry about that now. Go quickly."

Sariel laughed and said, "It's alright. Who told them to be recruited by the mermaid? If they don't listen to Sherlock, they can listen to the mermaid instead."

Raziel sighed helplessly, "I really want to sleep..."

……

Da Chun, feeling guilty, was completely focused on the progress of the pirate ship's looting.

Just then, Eileen's voice came: "Honey, emergency! The law enforcement officers are back. The party is off, and we're going back to jail."

Holy crap, exactly what I feared most has come to pass!
Da Chun asked anxiously, "Then will our pirate ship be able to come back?"

Eileen panicked: "It's uncertain. If our communication is disrupted due to the prison lockdown, then things will get complicated. Even if the pirate ship, with its massive energy structure, tries to smuggle and hide itself, it can't be more secretive than communication."

Da Chun asked urgently, "Did Grandpa mention anything about the pirate ship not returning for a long time?"

Eileen: "I didn't say anything. And now it's too late to say anything, the party is being dispersed."

If he didn't say, then it's highly likely that even Grandpa himself had never experienced this situation, since he figured out the Pirate Guardian himself, without any predecessors to learn from.

But I'm different. If I swallow the airship, I'll inherit the legacy of the legendary pirate king. Maybe the guardian spirit will also upgrade and evolve, and then there will be a way.

Moreover, I had previously thought that going back to prison would provide me with an alibi for the crime scene, making it even harder for others to associate me with the Pirate King, which is a good thing.

After thinking it through, Da Chun advised, "Don't panic, darling. I will fight in the wild to improve my strength as the pirate guardian. There will definitely be a chance to come back then."

"Okay, I'm about to go to jail."

Since there was really no opportunity to find one right away, they decided to go all out and simply sneak into the Golden Throne Hall of Heroes to rescue the four city beauties.

The next moment, the communication was indeed lost!
Da Chun forced himself to remain calm, convinced that this must be the influence of the elemental storm in the elemental realm.

Then, switching to the smaller account, the entire bathroom was filled with steaming water, and the CEO sister's screams were incredibly excited and passionate.

We agreed on a quick victory, so Di Lian needs to step up her game!

(End of this chapter)