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The officer was clearly a little dizzy; the continuous roars from below had made his face turn pale. It was unclear whether he was genuinely affected by the roars or simply frightened.

He turned his head again, gritted his teeth, raised his voice, and shouted:

"*Colombian profanity*, what's that screaming and howling? What's happening down there?!"

The soldier on the watch was also bewildered. He had noticed the figure leaping out of the sea when the roar rang out, but how was he going to explain it to his general and the important figures present?

It's impossible to say that the roar came from a knight fully armored and riding a strange "beast."

After hesitating for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, he directly transferred the camera feed to the big screen.

"General, you should just take a look."

The large screen, which had originally displayed various parameters and personnel information of the [Preserver] space carrier, suddenly showed the scene below to Ernst and the others in its entirety.

This is a scene that would seem incredibly surreal even decades ago, before high-speed warships became the mainstay of warfare.

Five uninvited guests, dressed in full Kazimierz knight's heavy armor, carrying sharp lances that emitted a faint blue glow, and with a dark blue, robust "seahorse" slung at their waist, were darting and weaving across the sea.

Yes, on the sea.

Without relying on any other technology or magic, the man and his "horse" leaped into the air from the sea and landed steadily. The knight wielded his lance, each strike taking the lives of several tarantulas. His attacks, though slow, seemed utterly unstoppable. No matter how many tarantulas blocked his path, he charged forward relentlessly, his lance crashing and crushing through the fish, carving a bloody, mangled path through them!

This was the first time Ernst had ever watched Terra's "personal combat" show from such a clear angle, and it was also the first time he had ever understood so clearly the line he had read in many stories: "This weapon, if you touch it, you die; if you graze it, you are injured!"

But this didn't seem to be the limit of that unknown knight. He would even ride his warhorse, leaping suddenly, and the strange warhorse would flap its two pairs of skeletal "wings," instantly lifting dozens of meters off the ground, making it look as if it were soaring into the sky. Then, holding his lance, he would charge down with the momentum of his descent, crashing heavily into the sea and creating a splash more than ten feet high!

This move would be a fatal blow to those dinosaurs that haven't fully evolved.

Even Talulah was a little bewildered. After all, during her time suppressing bandits, she had witnessed firsthand how the Kazimierz Knights typically fought. A group of knights gathered together, even if they were all greenhorns, would be terrifying enough to charge on land. This mysterious knight could even charge in three dimensions! In terms of both power and expressiveness, it was many times stronger than that of ordinary knights!

It even gave her the feeling that he, alone, could face a hundred knights and still be the one to stand until the end.

"Is he a friendly force?"

Talulah couldn't help but ask.

Ernst frowned.

He didn't recall having such a person in the Qazimir counter-terrorism forces. Besides, the image of a warhorse straddling his waist and walking on water was something no normal Qazimirian would ever do.

They are Kurantas themselves, so they can't ride themselves, can they? There's a big difference between a knight and a cavalryman!

Most importantly, this person seems to be mentally unstable.

"Kill the sea!"

He roared repeatedly, uttering the same words over and over again: "Kill the sea!"

Even when the spies launched their charge, he would raise his lance and, as if to show off his power, loudly repeat the same phrase, but he would never mention the [Trial Court] nearby or the [Preserver] high in the sky, which had already revealed its form.

From any angle, he doesn't look like a "normal person"!

After a moment's thought, Ernst slowly said:

"Whoever he is, at least he's helping the Tribunal now."

“He has already tied down Haisi’s main force, so we don’t need to worry about him for now. Let’s go help Carmen.”

The officer blinked, somewhat annoyed, but nodded helplessly.

He originally intended to fire the cannon, blasting the strange man who had inexplicably appeared and startled them to pieces as well.

After all, he didn't look like a normal person, nor was he part of the counter-terrorism force; in fact, he didn't even look like a human being.

Normal people wouldn't ride those weird things, walk on the sea, or even fight back and forth with so many terrifying sea creatures!

But Ernst's point is valid; let him fight with Haisi, there's no need for him to do things that won't boost his performance.

"General, the courthouse horn has sounded."

The officer's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but curse:

"Haven't they realized the seriousness of the problem yet? They still dare to run around like this. Don't blame us for not being able to save them when the time comes!"

Despite his cursing, he walked over to the soldier, looked at the screen, and asked:

Where did they go?

The soldier answered immediately.

"They've headed towards the Stutifaira!"

"what?!"

The Stutifaira was Carmen's destination on this voyage.

Upon hearing this news, the officer was momentarily speechless.

He hadn't expected Carmen to be so resolute. If the Preservator hadn't been hiding behind the scenes, and if that mysterious knight hadn't suddenly appeared and drawn fire, the Inquisition would almost certainly have been surrounded by Hai Si!

At that time, Carmen, the Iberian saint and leader of the Inquisition, will have to give up here!

Zero is in the middle of the sea, a place where there's no one to call for help and nowhere to hide! There's absolutely no chance of survival there!

Even so, the moment Zero finally got the chance to leave, his thought was not to immediately ask for help from the Preserver, which had already appeared above him, and abandon ship to escape, but to continue deeper into the encirclement!

Is it worth it for Qi to live on that dilapidated ship from decades ago?

"Not only him, but all the crew members on the ship went too."

A voice, tinged with a hint of admiration, rang out; it was Gretia speaking.

She glanced at the large screen as the "Court of Judgments" fired and charged out of the encirclement, heading straight for the silhouette of the Stutifaira. A hint of admiration appeared on her face.

"The land people, although their technology is far inferior to that of Agor, also possess astonishing courage."

She sighed,

“I have to admit, I underestimated him before. Someone like him would be more than qualified to be a squad leader in the Deep Sea Hunters.”

"But in war, the most important thing is to preserve our manpower!"

The officer clearly couldn't understand the source of Goredia's praise and retorted without hesitation,

"Besides, this isn't even a war. The current situation isn't about courage, as you're talking about. It's just that the Iberian saint led a group of elite soldiers to their deaths for a dilapidated ship that should have sunk decades ago!"

"Iberia, it's not like we absolutely need that wrecked ship!"

"General, this is going too far."

Ernst raised his hand and pressed it down, interrupting him.

Everyone has regrets they want to make up for, and dreams they can never forget. For them, even life itself is less important than those things.

He knew that the Colombian officer was just saying things in anger, but it was inappropriate to slander Carmen like that.

"You are Colombian. Why don't you think about how Colombia was founded?"

The officer was stunned.

He didn't need Ernst to teach him about Colombian history. Every Colombian soldier is proud of that past.

They overthrew the Grand Duke of the Frontier, defeated the subsequent interventionist forces, and faced Victoria—a country that had not yet ascended to hegemony but was thriving and poised to challenge the throne—and brandished a sword that no one dared to wield!

They even rejected the compromise decree later sent by the Lion King: to designate Columbia as a self-governing dominion of Victoria, allowing Columbia autonomy, but nominally belonging to Victoria.

It could be argued that the subsequent Gallic Empire's audacity in declaring war on Letania to Victoria's very face, confident that Victoria wouldn't dare say much, was not without Colombia's contribution. It was precisely because Victoria's record against Colombia was so disgraceful that Corsica I of Gaul considered Victoria a dilapidated house, one that would crumble at the slightest kick!

This is a victory that the entire Colombian nation can be proud of, but behind it lies the sacrifice of countless people for the dream of "freedom." Others may not know, but as a second-generation brigadier general, he couldn't possibly be unaware.

The Colombians initially charged towards Victoria, a sea that everyone considered insurmountable, in pursuit of freedom.

Carmen and the Tribunal fought for the revival of Iberia, giving their all, and they have no reason to be mocked or slandered.

"Ok."

He sighed deeply, said nothing more, and simply gave the order.

"[Preserver], follow along."

"Colombia will have to put up with this for a while and clean up the mess for this Iberian saint."

Ernst nodded, and was about to speak when he saw Skadi standing to the side with a strange expression, beckoning to him.

This is really rare, Skadi is actually in trouble?

Ernst's expression immediately turned serious. He stepped forward, and Skadi immediately leaned closer. Her soft, silver hair stirred in the breeze, carrying a faint scent not belonging to a hunter. She whispered in his ear:

"I feel a little weird."

"There seems to be someone I know on that ship."

Chapter 746 They looked up to an era

Beyond the Iberian Peninsula, on the vast ocean, aboard the space carrier "Preserver," Ernst's gaze lingered on Skadi's face, his expression indescribably strange.

Skadi was still a little confused, not understanding why Ernst had that expression. She blinked, and although she was older than Ernst, she looked more like a bewildered child.

Ernst wasn't trying to tease her; he was genuinely speechless.

"Um, Skadi."

After hesitating for a moment, he carefully chose his words and began to speak.

"Tell me honestly, did none of the Deepsea Hunters die?"

Skadi was taken aback, a moment of confusion flashing across her face before a blush crept up, making her look exceptionally cute.

However, her attempts to act cute were ineffective.

Ernst was genuinely at a loss for words. If Laurentina was a coincidence and Gladys was an accident, then what about the third time? Who was on the Fool's?

Also, when did Skadi's senses become so sharp? If you really want to know, it should be Grandia, who is the captain and more familiar with the Deepsea Hunters as a whole, who noticed it first, right?

Skadi shook her head; even now, she was a little unsure herself.

After all, the Second Captain and Laurentina, people she thought were dead, have all reappeared in front of her. So, could there be other survivors she didn't know about from that raid? How could she be sure?

However, even if we take a step back, at least there is a hunter on this ship, a hunter she knows well, and that can't be faked.

She can feel it.

"How are you sure?"

Talulah asked with some curiosity.

Skadi didn't know how to explain, so she could only reply with a line that was quite famous in Deepsea Hunter:

"Deep-sea hunters are connected by blood."

This sounds rather mystical, more like a platitude than an explanation. It's comparable to sayings like "When fellow countrymen meet, their eyes well up with tears" or "Making big money in northern Myanmar, the Chinese don't cheat the Chinese." But seeing the earnest look on Skadi's face when she said it, Ernst stroked his chin and thought she might actually be telling the truth.

After all, sometimes the truth is hidden in unintentional words.

However, the question remains: if the Deepsea Hunters are "blood-related," why is there no reaction from Goredia?

His gaze sharpened slightly—was it because of the [newborn] aspect?

The interrogation revealed information that Amaya knew. Ernst learned that the Deepsea Cultists believed that one of the [Newborns], whom the Deepsea Hunters had killed at all costs, was not dead. Instead, he was hiding within the Deepsea Hunter who had personally killed the [Newborn]. Finding that hunter and awakening the dormant [Newborn] within her was the ultimate goal of the Deepsea Cultists on land.

Through Skadi's own account, Ernst learned that she was the one who killed [The Newborn]. However, the Deep Sea Church might not know this, so when Ernst set a trap for them, he only said, "I saw Her figure near Ernst," without explicitly stating that it was Skadi. Furthermore, Ernst brought all three Deep Sea Hunters with him, precisely to try and blend them in.

Although he didn't think the Deep Sea Church was capable of dealing with the Preserver in the air, there was no need to bring Skadi directly to the forefront just to be on the safe side.

But now it seems that this tactic is not very useful.

Skadi can sense the bloodline of the Deepsea Hunters, a sense that goes beyond the scope of ordinary Deepsea Hunters and seems to have been greatly enhanced. Could this be considered a special ability given to her by the "Newborn"?

She can sense the Deepsea Hunters, does that mean that the Deepsea Cultists or the Sea Heirs might also be able to sense her?

Ernst gave Skadi a deep look, patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Next, please be careful."

Skadi understood this time. She reached out and gripped the greatsword on her back, then nodded solemnly.

Beside her, Laurentina nodded and grinned:

“Deepsea Hunters are of the same blood, Mr. Ernst, don’t be so tense. We’ll help protect Skadi, right, Captain?”

"The shark is right."

Goredia nodded slightly.

"However, Your Excellency Ernst, don't forget what we agreed on before."

Ernst nodded, and after giving his instructions, he looked at the Columbia officer: