Holy Spirit Calendar 2685, Summer.
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The Black Sail wasn’t in dire straits, but in the last ship hijacking, their nearly twenty-meter-long lightweight fast ship was blasted into a semi-wrecked state by the merchant ship’s cannons, with its dragon bone fractured, rendering it unable to set sail, and stranded on the wilderness shore.
They urgently needed a new round of startup funds to purchase a heavily-armed vessel, preferably equipped with thirty-six cannons, capable of blasting with the navy — the Vengeful Goddess.
However, Liszt had his eyes on a Twin-Masted Sailing Ship produced by a local shipyard in Heaven Port. It was love at first sight. The elderly shipwright in his seventies asked for 699 Golden Dragons, claiming it to be his most proud masterpiece in his lifetime, and the person who sails it would dominate the Four Seas.
The shipwright had protection from the East Sea Brother One, so Liszt didn’t dare kill the shipyard people to avoid crossing that man.
Liszt, using his smooth persuasion, insisted on a one-time settlement and offered a tenth of this year’s looted goods to the shipwright. The shipwright saw the Black Sail crew had some potential. Agreeing to a one-time payment of seventy-five percent and long-term profits, the total benefit might be even better, so he slashed the price to 499 Golden Dragons, but in the end, told them to reserve it first and pay within three days.
However, the six of them couldn’t gather that much money.
Rein, who got roped into the East Sea by Liszt, expressed a desire to split. Although the companions in the East Sea all had major cases to hide from and couldn’t return inland, Rein didn’t want to sink deeper and was okay with finding a random job on the island to get by. Especially since he didn’t get along with Glasses, who liked showing off.
The newcomer Wolman, tricked out from an Aran restaurant by Liszt less than two months ago, also didn’t see much future, sharing the same thought as Rein.
Thus, only four people participated in tonight’s action.
In the outskirts of the Inner City East, in a forest, there was an estate. It was said to be the abode of the Grand General’s family during the Emperor’s expedition.
Recently, it was sold by the East Sea Brother One to a politician who came to seek refuge, a man of no ability but with enormous funds.
Why not murder and loot?
On the contrary, they could sell a favor to the East Sea Brother One by killing him, and Brother One could sell it again.
It was a perfect match.
The plan was simple. Mika was to keep watch on the street outside, while the others would storm in and make an exit.
The wind was calm, the moonlight bright, and the midsummer night’s sky was dotted with twinkling stars.
This slightly eerie black castle, its thick gloominess was washed over by the moonlight filtering through flowers and trees.
Shadi wore leather pants and boots, his upper body only donned an open leather jacket without any undergarments, showing off his clear muscular contours, with his white hair slicked back and wearing silver windproof goggles.
"I’m not agile enough; I might not make it up."
Fen hesitated, having never done anything so stealthy. The castle gates were tightly shut to prevent the politician from escaping with all his money. It was best not to alert anyone; subdue him once inside and find out where all his money was hidden.
Meanwhile, Liszt was already climbing up along the carvings on the castle’s stone pillars like a gothic metal bastard child.
As the leader, he had to be the first to go.
Shadi lit a cigarette, holding it in his mouth. He effortlessly climbed up to the starting point of Liszt’s route, and his hand was already gripping the leverage point.
Mika rushed back, hands on his knees, still catching his breath.
Fen sensed something was up.
"Tell Liszt to come back quickly. The information’s outdated, some monster or an Undead Clan member, they’ve skinned the original owner and his bodyguards and moved in themselves,"
Mika blurted it all out, increasingly out of breath.
By this time, Liszt had already flipped through the study’s window. No sooner had he entered than the entire room burst into a crimson blood glow, as if monsters from Hell’s gate were about to gush out.
Shadi withdrew his hand from the carvings, extinguished his cigarette butt, and bolted toward the forest exit. His speed was incredible, faster than an Olympic sprinter, disappearing in seconds under the moonlight.
"Damn, usually he seems tough, turns out he’s just a fragile kid."
Mika was bewildered. When he bought weapons from him in the Southern Continent, the man could put on a tough front, acting cool, but now, hearing about the Undead Clan, he was scared out of his wits. "Aren’t you able to use magic? Use that invincible necromancy of yours to think of something!"
Fen pondered for a moment.
"True, I’ve handled some regular Vampires before, but such terrifying energy waves exceed my capabilities. There’s a possibility it could be a daywalker."
Fen let go of his chin.
"Daywalkers... what do you mean?"
"The most powerful kind of Blood Clan, they’re different from regular Vampires; they even fear not the sun and can use spells. I’ve never seen one, but it’s said those at the pinnacle of the Blood Clan can even command powerful demons from other dimensions. In any case... run!"
After explaining, Fen also followed Shadi’s footsteps. The Mage Robe wasn’t very suited for running, but although slow, he too disappeared from sight.
Seeing that even the toughest people couldn’t handle it, Mika certainly couldn’t either. He resolved to pay respects to Liszt’s grave each year today. While running and feeling emotional, he thought, you still have 182 silver coins in the card at the "Heavenly Dream Sauna" in the Inner City. It’s a waste to only get a basic footwash. Leave the rest to me; your dreams will be carried forward by Mika. I’ll live on with your share!
In the steam of the sauna, the Black Sail lives on eternally.