Why are they fixated on us?
Moreover, this narrow mountain valley is an extrely secretive place, so how were we exposed?
In a flash, a spark of inspiration crossed Blackbeard's mind!
He knew.
It was those white seagulls!
But at that mont, he suddenly saw an iron fist, glittering with silver light, appear in front of his stomach.
"Bang!!!"
Blackbeard's eyes bulged out, nearly popping out of their sockets, as a bulge suddenly appeared on his back. His entire body was lifted half a ter off the ground by the force of the punch.
The next second, he was on his knees, clutching his stomach, collapsed on the ground.
Half a minute later, including the man with the scarred face, there wasn't a single pirate left standing.
Rein, following old routines, picked two pirates who were relatively strong and kept them alive to interrogate separately.
"Which pirate crew do you belong to?"
"The Clark Pirate Group."
"Where's your base, or rather, your lair?"
"That...." Blackbeard's eyes flickered as he hesitated whether to speak or not. He wondered if he should use this information to negotiate with the stranger in front of him for the condition of letting him live.
"Too bad...you've made the wrong decision." Rein glanced over, shook his head, and with a punch to the forehead, turned and walked away.
Scarface, on the other hand, had never seen an interrogation like Rein's, where he hardly gave any ti to think.
Seeing Rein approaching him, he frantically waved his hands and said:
"No, no... I'll talk. Our base is on Egwass Island."
"What about the base of the Sea God Sect?"
"Sea God Sect? I really don't know about that. Maybe our captain does."
"And what about the bases of other pirate crews?"
"That... I'm not too clear on that."
"Hmm, goodbye!"
Goodbye? Am I going to survive?
Relief spread across Scarface's expression.
This was truly a stroke of luck from the jaws of death!
But before he could fully blossom into a smile, Rein, who had just said goodbye, suddenly threw a punch as swift as lightning and then leapt onto the Black Pearl.
And the next second, a "thud!" like the sound of a waterlon violently smashed with a bat rang out!
While riding forward, Rein glanced at the system prompt:
[Your skill Tokadar Fist Technique has improved, Experience 121]
[You have gone through a battle, Knight (Transcendent) Experience 42]
...
Seeing Kadar Martial Arts reach lv5 (325/2000), progress hitting one-seventh, Rein nodded slightly to himself.
Indeed, even the leg of a mosquito is at!
This made him look forward with a slight anticipation to the pirates at the next point, hopefully, they would be a bit stronger.
Fifteen minutes later, the second point was cleared...
Twenty-eight minutes later, the third point was cleared...
Kadar Martial Arts reached lv5 (587/2000), the progress now over one-quarter, and now it was ti for the last point.
...
At the side of the Special Forces carriage.
A white seagull quickly descended and circled around Vinica before heading off once more.
This was just one of the white seagulls responsible for continuously conveying ssages.
Seeing Vinica's dazed expression, Mary asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem on Rein's end?"
"No, it's just going too smoothly."
"Lord Rein has barely stopped, now he's already en route to the fourth point. Judging by his speed, I estimate that it'll take at most fifty minutes to wrap this up if he keeps going like this."
"Such exaggerated strength... He truly lives up to being the top of this year's Mingster Province knighthood evaluation!" The girl's twin ponytails bounced as she turned her head to speak to Mary.
The Cavalry nearby exchanged glances, evidently quite amazed.
It looked like they were probably here just to be onlookers on this mission...
...
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At that mont, a white seagull swooped down from the sky and circled around Rein.
Rein quickly received the ssage it conveyed: "Enemy... many... one man in black..."
Many?
Rein thought for a mont but didn't pay it much mind.
For the white seagull, there was no distinction between a dozen and twenty, hence both scenarios were labeled as many—a limitation of its cognitive capacity.
One man in black?
This made Rein pause because it was the first ti such 'accurate' information had co through the white seagull.
It seed this man in black must be sowhat special.
A heightened sense of alertness erged within Rein's heart.
When Rein arrived near the fourth point, he saw a group of brawny n dressed as pirates bidding farewell to a man in a black robe.
Clearly, the man in black ntioned in the seagull's ntal fragnt was this man in the black robe!
Rein imdiately focused his attention on the man in the black robe.
The man was muscular and robed in black, hooded, and had his hands crossed inside his sleeves, though it seed like he was concealing sothing else inside, his billowing sleeves bulged out.
The mont Rein laid eyes on this black-robed figure...
He felt that the man was not simple.
As the man lifted his head, revealing golden eyes beaming with hostility...
Rein's danger perception imdiately began to send warnings.
This intensity of warning...
Nearly a Great Knight?
This caused Rein's heart to montarily grow cold.
"Captain Jeff, it looks like a little trouble has co knocking. Do you need my assistance to deal with it?" the man in the black robe asked, his voice strange and deep.
"Well... if the envoy is interested, that would be ideal," Jeff, the brawny man, glanced at Rein, knowing he would not be easy to deal with.
Riding in knightly plate armor, mounted on what seed to be a heavy warhorse, clearly, he was a veteran knight, or even a Peak Knight.
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