Chapter 292: 285. Rebellion in Saint Michael City
St. Michael Island had fallen into nilman’s hands, and Charles might have managed sothing, but in the hands of Count Ranmalock, Ban Ranmalock would definitely have claid a hefty share, and Charles…
Well, he might have ended up with an empty city.
After all, if it had been Charles klen, he would have certainly devoured all the wealth accumulated over the years by the Golden Goat Pirate Group, sparing not a single person or a penny for outsiders. By his own asure, Charles assud Count Ranmalock to be of the sa cut.
Otherwise, how could the Victory Champagne Count afford to throw parties with so much Fars-produced champagne?
Charles klen, never managing to obtain even a single bottle at his level of a twenty-five fifth-grade city administrator, while Count Ranmalock could practically bathe in champagne.
Well, perhaps as the Archives Commissioner of the Red Dragon Palace and Literary Advisor of the Yuquan Palace, Cappadocia City, St. Michael’s City Administrator, twenty-second third-grade senator, Charles klen could get his hands on a few bottles.
Upon his return, Charles effortlessly killed a pirate leader nicknad “Anglerfish,” seizing all under his command.
Logically, he doubled his followers…
With plenty to spare!
The na of Qian Nan, the King of Bears, gradually beca well-known within the Golden Goat Pirate Group.
Although the increase in manpower made Charles a significant force among the lower-tier pirates, he still failed to catch the attention of the pirate group’s upper echelon. Firstly, his personal strength was “not high,” as he was rely a First Order Red Bear Warrior, and secondly, he didn’t own a ship. After all, in a pirate group, only those with ships could call themselves pirates; those without were rely foot soldiers.
Without a ship, there was no way to go out and plunder, no plunder ant no inco, and without inco, there was nothing.
If he were an ordinary pirate, he would definitely have tried to get a ship, but Charles wasn’t really a pirate and naturally had no interest in acquiring one, unless it was an Ancient Magic Warship or a Magical Alchemy Warship.
About seven or eight days after Charles’s return, a “major event” finally shook the pirate group.
The Golden Ram Herolf, desperately waiting for his flagship to return and using the Golden Ring to summon it, found no response even after a day had passed. The big-ti pirate began to sense that sothing was amiss, but he still couldn’t believe that anyone would leave behind his Queen Bee. He sent his fleet to Notruden to welco his flagship.
In theory, the return of the Queen Bee would take a few days, and Herolf patiently waited on one side, yet he could not contain his temper and had already tortured dozens of female slaves to death.
Every day, Charles and the others could see bodies being dragged out from the highest floors of Saint Michael City and then thrown into the sea.
Ban Ranmalock ntioned several tis that if he were not limited by his rank, he would have long gone up to Mount St. Michael to duel with the Golden Ram Herolf.
Although Charles could bear it, he hastened his activities.
Unfortunately, he truly wasn’t the man for this job, managing neither to find any trace of the Golden Vice Ram or to contact this resistance force. He also failed to discover the conditions of the three detained Sacred Order figures. As for transmitting ssages outside, he did attempt it several tis.
Charles used the Mind Passage to send ssages to Cappadocia City several tis, but since this Special Ability was a one-way channel, he never received a response from nilman.
The atmosphere in Saint Michael City grew increasingly oppressive, and after about a dozen days, the pirate ship returning from Notruden finally brought back a “dire piece of news.” Soone had seen the Queen Bee on the Sventis River.
It was said that Fars’s famous writer Charles klen, in order to please Emperor Guillau XV and the widowed aunt of His Majesty Albert, executed a strategy known as “Python,” seized this Ancient Magic Warship, and presented it to Her Royal Highness the Great Eldest Princess.
Her Royal Highness the Princess had the Queen Bee deliberately parked on the Sevantes River to show off, allowing all the residents of Notruden to gawk at it.
As for why it couldn’t be summoned back, the pirates didn’t know the reason and could only guess that the Sacred Order of the Inglima Empire had intervened, suppressing the flagship of the Golden Goat fleet.
Upon receiving this news, Golden Ram Herolf was furious and personally led the fleet away from St. Michael Island.
Charles imdiately passed on the news and also decided to do sothing.
With Herolf not in Saint Michael City, the city no longer had a Sacred Order to preside over it.
If it had been before, Charles of course could do nothing.
Saint Michael City still had five major deputy leaders and ten great generals!
Although they wouldn’t all stay in Saint Michael City, so would go out to sea to plunder, but there were always six or seven people stationed. These great pirates, being either high-order or mid-order, Charles thought he could take on any single one of them, but challenging so many mid-high tier pirates was beyond his capabilities.
But the past is the past, and now is now.
Charles now had Augusladin High Priest, a Sacred Order.
He also had Ban Lanmalock, the youngest lion of Notruden, who had just advanced to high-rank. Charles believed he could take on five ordinary high-rankers and, even setting the bar lower, could still take on three.
Five hours after Herolf sailed out, Charles launched a “rebellion.”
Charles was not a professional in this field; he didn’t even bother with a pre-battle mobilization but directly took all his n and stealthily attacked the second layer of Saint Michael City.
Of the five deputy leaders of the Golden Goat Pirate Group, only one remained, two went out to sea to plunder, and the other two followed Herolf to Notrudenia. Of the ten great generals, only three were present, the rest either went out to sea to plunder or followed the Golden Goat, marking the emptiest mont of St. Michael Island.
The Golden Goat Pirate Group had been rampant in the Sea of Giant Whales for years and had collusions with the Royal Navy of the Inglima Empire, never imagining soone would dare to rebel internally.
When Charles reached the only deputy leader stationed at St. Michael Island, the deputy leader was still calm and said, “I have heard of you, Bear King Qian Nan! You want to stand out in the pirate group, work hard for a few more decades, then maybe. But you actually staged a rebellion, do you know how powerful the Golden Goat is?”
“Ignorance isn’t a mistake, arrogance is, and you are too full of yourself.”
Although Charles did not fear this high-level transcendent pirate, he had only one thing to say to this deputy leader, “Augusladin High Priest!”
“Attack!”
Augusladin High Priest had never heard such disrespectful words in his life, but he made no protest and released his force of radiance, shooting seven arrows of light!
Augusladin High Priest was not rely a knight; he was a true old mage. This spell, Light Arrows, although common within the system of The Lord of Radiance, also depended on who wielded it.
When the deputy leader of the Golden Goat Pirate Group heard Charles cry out: “Augusladin High Priest, attack!” he was relaxed, thinking this small Bear Person was just bluffing. But when he saw a Sacred Order of Radiance, a grand priest, burst out from behind this small Bear Person, his eyes nearly popped out.
Of course, he couldn’t withstand the “Indignant Strike” of a Sacred Order.
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