When everything cald down, HMS Victory, the flagship of Lord Nelson, moored alongside Captain Kidd's Ghost Ship, and Lord Nelson himself, accompanied by Gilles de Rais, ca aboard.
"Thank you both for your assistance," Lord Nelson, tipping his hat with his left hand, expressed his gratitude to them, but what he was more concerned about was whether Yu Chen was truly an angel from Heaven.
As the most legendary naval general in British history, Nelson didn't appear as the iron-blooded commander one might imagine but rather resembled a refined gentleman.
His gaunt figure, the absence of his right eye and arm due to past battles, lent this legendary sea general a certain frailty. If it weren't for the dals representing his honors sewn onto his black naval uniform, it would indeed be hard to distinguish him from an ordinary person or a heroic legend.
However, Yu Chen maintained ample respect for Lord Nelson, who seed quite ordinary. The spirit of duty and relentless struggle until death was sothing Yu Chen respected deeply.
"I am an angel, but not from Heaven," Yu Chen answered Lord Nelson's question, taking from Hiromi Jounouchi's hand the strand of Ghost Ships linked together with a blood-red chain: "My wife and I ca to this city by accident, and Mr. Sherlock Hols entrusted to assist you in suppressing these 'prisoners' who refuse to be managed."
"I am already aware of that; your friend has told about your arrangent with Sherlock," Lord Nelson put his hat back on, revealing a cordial smile: "I am just very surprised that the reinforcent would be an angel. If you would not mind, please co aboard my flagship for a chat, and I will escort you back to London."
"Thank you, but please allow to collect this Ghost Ship and Captain Kidd first," Yu Chen courteously replied to Lord Nelson, while gesturing for Hiromi Jounouchi to move ahead.
Lord Nelson watched Captain Kidd in Yu Chen's hands, seemingly without any power to resist, a trace of wariness of Yu Chen's strength crossing his mind, but he still maintained a genial smile and invited Hiromi Jounouchi aboard his flagship, HMS Victory, with proper etiquette.
Under the watchful eyes of Hiromi Jounouchi and Lord Nelson aboard HMS Victory, and Gilles de Rais, who was almost uninvolved in the battle, Yu Chen took flight from the Ghost Ship, raised his hand, and the entire Ghost Ship shrank, coming to rest in his palm.
At the sa ti, Captain Kidd, bound by Yu Chen, was thrown towards the Ghost Ship and shrunk along with it.
The shrunken Ghost Ship in Yu Chen's grip, he descended onto the deck of Lord Nelson's flagship, HMS Victory.
Looking at the Ghost Ship in Yu Chen's hands, Lord Nelson could not help but exclaim, "Ever since I was commissioned by the Imperial Family to co to this city, Captain Kidd has always been the Royal Navy's number one enemy, I never expected my battle with him to co to an end like this. Are you going to keep holding it like that?"
For a traditional British gentleman like Lord Nelson, it was quite impolite to see a guest continually holding onto sothing in their hands.
Hearing Lord Nelson speak thus, Yu Chen looked at the Ghost Ship in his hand, thought for a mont, and said, "If it's possible, could you provide with a container? A Rum Bottle will do."
"Of course, the three of you are welco to join in my captain's quarters for a cup of tea," Lord Nelson gestured invitingly to Yu Chen and his wife along with Gilles de Rais. Despite having only one hand, with his empty right sleeve pinned to his chest, Lord Nelson exuded a more gentlemanly elegance than a man with an intact body could have.
Yu Chen and Hiromi Jounouchi naturally did not refuse, and under Lord Nelson's lead, they arrived at the captain's room aboard HMS Victory and sat down at a long table.
Despite HMS Victory being the largest first-rank ship-of-the-line built by the British at the ti, its decks were still not high, and the interior space was cramped. Even Yu had to slightly stoop to avoid hitting the ceiling with his height while inside the cabin.
But sitting at the table, in the company of the most legendary naval commander in British history's warm hospitality, the small and confined space was naturally overlooked.
The tea provided by Lord Nelson was of course red tea, and there were also so pastries, fully showcasing the British custom of afternoon tea, which was no different even aboard a naval battleship.
However, Yu did not comnt on this; instead, after the rum bottle he requested was brought over, he packed the spirit ship along with Captain Kidd inside it.
Though just an ordinary glass bottle, under the seal of a demigod, this bottle was certainly beyond the abilities of Captain Kidd, now greatly weakened by Yu's hand, to break.
With Yu having inserted the bottle stopper, Captain Kidd and his ghost ship were thus turned into a ship in a bottle, placed on the long table.
As for the other spirit ship keychain transford by Hiromi Jounouchi and linked with a red chain by Yu, it was wrapped around the neck of the bottle. Once shrunk even smaller, it too beca part of the seal.
"Quite a ticulous seal; truly remarkable," Lord Nelson praised, earnestly admiring the ghost ship turned into a ship in a bottle.
Although posthumously honored as the spirit of the Royal Navy and thus resurrected with imnse strength, Lord Nelson was only a simple soldier in life. Even after death, in this space, he relied on his own abilities and the Royal Navy's cooperation to combat Captain Kidd's pirate fleet and provided martial support to Sherlock Hols and Professor Moriarty, thus he did not understand magic. To accomplish a sealing like Yu Chen's, even with demigod-level powers, would be impossible for him.
Seeing Yu effortlessly seal away Captain Kidd, whose power was almost on par with his own, Lord Nelson couldn't help but entertain the idea that perhaps he should learn a bit of magic himself.
Next to the long table, a British Naval General, a Marshal of France, a Japanese Dragon Knight, and a Chinese Necro-Demigod sat leisurely chatting, tasting red tea and pastries, while awaiting the 18th-century sailing warship to carry them back to the London port.
Looking at the other three people seated at the long table, Yu couldn't help but feel nostalgic, thinking that if it weren't for this area of disrupted space and ti, these four individuals sitting together for tea would have otherwise been an impossibility.
With these thoughts, HMS Victory had delivered them to the London port, docking at the quayside.
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