"Those damned savages are the only forces that dare to oppose us in the open sea. Half a month ago, they attacked one of our fleets and sank three of our pirate ships..."
Isabelle's face was gloomy: "Besides, the other side also controls the pirate's port and refuses our entry!"
"Not only that, I feel that they seem to be connected to the root of the recent turmoil in the outer seas, the power of the abyss and hell, and the Church of the Murder God..."
The half-drow assassin Helen next to him added.
At this time, the aura of the female assassin was even more subtle. She should have a professional level above tenth level, and now she was anxious to show herself in front of Leylin.
Naturally, this approach was somewhat inappropriate, and under Isabelle's gaze, Karen quickly retreated.
"Interesting... interesting..."
Leylin's sitting upright was due to the devil's power to control people's hearts, allowing him to easily grasp the emotions of these subordinates.
"Karen...was excluded because of her birth and the close relationship she had with me before. What do you want to show now? More than that...I feel that there is something hidden in it. That kind of worry...is my own ethnic group , do you want to take shelter of me..."
Leylin glanced at Karen lightly, but it made the half drow nervous.
"Yes... I'm sorry! Master!"
Ban Zhuoer apologized pitifully, and almost burst into tears.
In Karen's eyes, although Leylin just glanced at her lightly, it seemed as if he could directly see through her heart, making her little thoughts and calculations invisible.
"I'm afraid... even the mistresses in the ground don't have scary eyes..."
A thought suddenly appeared in Bandrow's mind.
"Isabelle is my designated person in power! Before she gives permission, there is no room for you to come out! Do you understand?"
Leylin's voice was deep and low: "If there is a next time..."
"No! I swear! I promise you, there will never be a next time!" Karen immediately knelt down and kissed the back of Isabelle's hand: "Please forgive me..."
"Forget it!" Isabelle nodded.
What satisfied her was Leylin's attitude, that was enough.
The emergence of the female assassin was just a small accident, and then the discussion scope of the meeting returned to the barbarian pirate group.
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Port of Pirates.
Although it has been encircled and suppressed by the Royal Navy several times, the pirate port at this time shows no signs of decay.
Even, because the Faolan family quickly took over the trade of the Bode Islands, the original golden route has not been abandoned, and it is still full of merchant ships loaded with wealth. The war-torn and post-disaster environment has become a paradise for pirates. It even made the port of pirates more prosperous.
At this time, in a secret room of the barbarian hotel, the leader of the barbarians, Ogold, was still sitting like that, with the still beautiful Mrs. Thielen next to him.
But at this moment, Mrs. Thielen's eyes were full of vigilance, and even the fox's tail on her back was drawn up, and the fluff on it stood up, as if she was guarding against some terrifying enemy.
On the opposite side of the two was a black-haired noble young man in a gentleman's dress.
"So... about my proposal, are you two interested?"
The aristocratic young man had a kind smile on his face, and his etiquette was full of a kind of noble upbringing, which made people feel like a spring breeze, but Mrs. Thielen did not feel relieved at all.
Because the young man standing in front of her was a devil!
Even barbarians and ogres are almost good people compared to this evil creature that specializes in seducing people's souls.
Moreover, in Mrs. Thielen's understanding, the devil has always been synonymous with cunning and cunning, which made her even more vigilant.
At this time, the noble young man on the opposite side didn't seem to notice her psychological fluctuations, and was still talking freely:
"As far as I know, the heir of the Fa'olan Islands, the genius mage Leylin Fa'olan has returned, and it seems that he has attracted some foreign aid to ignite the original mage tower, turning Fa'olan Island into a natural The stronghold of…”
A port protected by a mage tower and a port without it are completely different concepts. Even Ogold's face became serious.
As for Leylin's promotion to [Senior Mage], he was in the ruins of Nether. After he came out, he encountered the orc wars. He didn't go through the level verification at all, and naturally no news was sent out.
"Leylin...?"
Mrs. Thielen thought of the little brat who had deflated her repeatedly, and couldn't help clenching her fingers.
The other party was as personable as the devil in front of him, but extremely slick, and he refused to give an inch in his own interests.
"No... That Leylin Faolan, the baron's heir, seems to be more terrifying than the devil in front of him..."
Thielen suddenly had this thought, which was a pure intuition of a woman, and it didn't make any sense, but it made her frown slightly.
"The opponent not only has a huge armed fleet, but also has the help of pirates. Moreover, with the current status of the Faolan family, they definitely hope to combat pirates in the outer seas and keep the commercial routes and trade unimpeded. Therefore, your side This is their first target! You need my strength!"
The young devil spoke slowly. There was a trace of darkness flashing in the eyes, and at the same time, he was a little surprised. The pressure brought by the return of the nobleman to the two seemed to be beyond his expectations.
"Your name!" At this moment, Oggard, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up and looked down at the devil.
"Neville! You may call me Neville, it's a pleasure to serve you..."
There was a sincere smile on the devil Neville's face, which combined with the other's handsome face was enough to drive many noble girls crazy, but at this moment, in the eyes of Madam Thielen, it looked like a poisonous snake, making her shudder.
A bloody flame rose, and then the young devil bowed gracefully, and disappeared into the teleportation flame.
After confirming that the other party had left, Mrs. Thielen frowned, and arranged another isolation circle casually.
"I think... we should not cooperate with the devil, you should know their character..."
Mrs. Thielen's brows were worried.
"You can't do this! Leylin's strength is too strong, we can't resist!" Oggard said in a heavy voice, causing Madam Thielen to have a bitter smile on her face.
When it comes to the strength of the pirates, even if the Crimson Tiger pirates suddenly rise, the barbarian pirates are fearless.
But the Faolan family is more than just the power of pirates! After mastering the huge wealth of trade, they quickly established a terrifying armed fleet, even larger than the previous Marquis Louis.
With the status of aristocrats and the righteousness of protecting the route, the other party can openly expand its army without any restrictions, and it will soon exceed the control of the pirate port.
In the face of the opponent's cooperation and suppression, the barbarian pirate group's authority in the open sea has gradually declined. Although it has not plummeted, it is not much better.
At least... It is basically impossible to start another wave of pirates.
"The barbarian's rights and interests in the open sea cannot be seized by outsiders! Absolutely!!!" Ogold roared, and the huge demonized saber in his hand seemed to sense the master's intentions, making a buzzing trembling sound.
Ogold is not only the head of the barbarian pirate group, but also the guardian of the barbarians in the open sea! The entire barbarian race depended on its protection for survival, so in this regard, he had no room to retreat.
"Honey! I will help you... Even if you fall into hell, I will be with you!"
At this time, Mrs. Thielen's eyes were full of tenderness, and she hugged Ogold's arm.
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Just when the scene became warmer, Mrs. Thielen's body trembled, and the light of [Advanced Communication Technique] flashed on her body.
"There's another guest outside! It's the pastor of the Church of the Murder God!" Thielen quickly wiped his eyes.
"Let him in!" Oggard said very simply.
Soon, they met the messengers from the Church of the Murder God.
The envoy this time was an old acquaintance, the priest whom Leylin met last time at the Thieves Guild.
"Two! I brought the latest information about that devil!"
It has to be said that when it comes to inquiring about news, the group of murder gods who hide in the shadows have extraordinary talents.
"Say!" Mrs. Thielen's face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice at this moment.
"Although we can't confirm the type of the opponent's body, we can be sure that Neville is from the power of the third layer of hell..."
The pastor spoke slowly.
"Three floors of hell? Is it the subordinate of Mammon, the Lord of Greed?" Mrs. Thielen's eyes were thoughtful.
Mamon and the like are not the devil's real name, but something similar to a nickname, even if it is called out, it will not arouse the other party's alert.
"Yes! The mainland has been very turbulent recently, and the devils in the Danbras Kingdom seem to have undergone a reshuffle, and they are also related to the legendary gluttonous king Belusebabu who has disappeared..."
The Church of the Murder God seems to have cooperated with the barbarian pirates more than once or twice, and even this level of confidential information can be shared.
"Finally... we are doing our best to find out about the location and supply points of the Crimson Tiger Pirates, and I believe we will have results soon!"
"Under the gaze of my god, everything about the other party is invisible!"
There were bloodshot eyes in the pastor's eyes, and a hideous look appeared on his face, which quickly dissipated.
"Alas... even the god of murder can't be trusted..."
After the pastor left, Mrs. Thielen sighed directly, with a sad expression on her face.
"That powerful divine power, is it true that he is about to fall into the lower plane as rumored... What a turbulent era..."