A few days later, the combined fleet of Liguria and the Pirate Kingdom appeared in the Black Sea Strait.

The remaining fleet of the Island Republic fleeed in sight and completely gave up resistance. The joint fleet occupied the Black Sea Strait without much effort.

Even on the sea, Ella could feel the commotion of the Almani coalition on land.

"Put your spirits! You must never let the enemy run away! Everyone will watch the strait tightly, and don't let a single boat go. When the First Royal Field Army and the Second Royal Field Army arrive, the Almani coalition will be unable to escape!" Ella encouraged the pirates, "The Island Republic has no navy, and the support of the Almani coalition will no longer be able to win the capital of the Island Republic!"

The pirates shouted excitedly. Their journey eastward took a lot longer than expected, and now they have to miss the time to sow when they rush back. But if they can steal the wealthy businessmen in the Island Republic, they might still make a lot of money.

"Military band, don't be idle, play a song for those Almani barbarians!" Ella shouted again, "Let them feel the spirit of the Qiqiu Empire!"

So, the song was played by Andrea's Avros and the other soldiers sang, and the song was played under the city of Constantineer: "People, gods, lineage, father! People, gods, lineage, father! Eternal glory, Seven Hills Empire. All times, your army is famous all over the world! Seven Hills Empire, Seven Hills Empire, I am full of deep affection and love my motherland..."

Because Ella was too excited, both Constantine and the Allmani coalition forces besieged Constantine were harassed by this song for a whole morning.

At noon, seeing Amy busy taking care of the critically ill female slave she picked up, Ella wanted to grill a fish for Amy to eat. However, Amy refused her righteously: "Your Majesty, don't touch the fish. If you are really bored, go and catch some seaweed and tear it to play with it?"

So in the afternoon, Ella, who had heard enough music, lazily lay on the deck basking in the sun while dipping spices in seaweed that were caught by the pirates. Too many things have happened since Sweden's war, and she hasn't been so leisurely for a long time.

It was night in a flash. An uninvited guest in black came to Ella's fleet.

"I am the messenger sent by Constantinier," said the man in black, pressing his hat, "Who is your head here? Andrea? or the King of Sweden? There is something to convey to Basels."

Ella felt a little confused at first - Constantineer is still surrounded by Almani, how did he send an envoy to the beach? However, when the envoy showed up in front of her, all doubts disappeared: "Draguè? Why have you become my uncle's messenger? Did you fly from the sky?"

Unlike Ella's excitement, Draguè had a hint of fatigue on his face: "I am the only one who can break through the siege of Almani. In the past few days, the attack of the Almani coalition has become more and more fierce day by day. If I leave the city wall, I am afraid Constantinier will soon be lost. Only at night can I take off."

"Then, what's wrong with my uncle looking for me? Do you think I'm too useless and want to abdicate and ask me to go back to be Barcelona?"

"Are you kidding?... Your uncle doesn't know that you are the King of Sweden. Constantineer has been surrounded. I'm afraid he doesn't even know that this fleet is Swedish."

"Gu...is it true?" Ella scratched her head. "What's wrong with him sending you?"

"A proposal that is beneficial to both of you," said Drague. "Barcelos said that although the Seven Hill Empire and the Pirate Kingdom had once had hatred, there is no need for both sides to be hostile to each other in the present form. As long as your fleet is willing to make way and let the First Field Army and the Second Field Army pass the Black Sea Strait, he is willing to pay you a considerable reward."

"Is there any money to get it?" Ella suddenly became excited, "I was thinking..."

"What are you thinking about..."

"Cough, cough, nothing," Ella cleared her throat and said deliberately exaggeratedly, "I saved Constantinier by giving it to you! In this way, I have to give it to... 200,000 Nomisma, what do you think?"

Draguè nodded without thinking: "The deal is completed. Your uncle said that you can agree to it if you have less than one million Nomisma."

"One...one million Nomisma? Wait...can I...can I...I...?"

"You have just said, 200,000 Nomisma." Draguè tilted his head, "You cannot repent, you must abide by the contract."

"Contract? What's the matter, I'm talking about the price..."

"You offered the price, I agreed, so the transaction has just been established. You can't regret it." Draguè raised the back of his hand and asked Ella to look at the blood-red spell engraved on it. "If your words and deeds lead to mutual distrust between the two parties, the contract we made with blood will backfire us. Maybe one of the betrayed will explode with a sudden "bang" sound."

"Hey hey hey? I have never heard of this kind of thing! One million Nomisma..."

"Two hundred thousand." Draguè emphasized.

"Why! Drague! It was me who signed the contract with you, not my uncle, right? Why are you turning your elbow out..."

"I didn't turn out. I am the priest who guards the Seven Hills Empire. And you are the King of Sweden now."

"Okay... OK... 200,000 is OK..."

Ella gritted her teeth and agreed with pain.

"Then, business is here, and the next thing Paracelsus wants me to bring you," continued Drague, "He asked me to tell you that after you receive the money, it is best to leave the Black Sea Strait immediately and give the sea route to the Allied forces of Almani so that they can evacuate from the sea."

"Get out of the sea?" Ella was puzzled, "Why?"

"A plague occurred as you expected, but the plague was much worse than you thought." Draguè's eyes were serious, "It was the Black Death. If you haven't heard of it, it has another more familiar name - the Plague of Justinian."

"What did you say?" Ella jumped up in fear, "Justinian Plague? How is Constantineer now?"

"Under the advice of Paracelsus, there are many new patients every day, but the number is still huge. Constantineer now has almost no strength to resist the attack of the Almany Federation. After leaving you, I have to go back to the walls of Theodossi to guard against the sudden attack of the Almany Federation. However, according to my observation, this plague may have spread to the Almany army."

"So Paracelsus asked me to get out of the sea and let the Almani coalition leave, so that they could not spread the plague to more cities of the Seven Hills Empire?"

"This is one reason. Another reason is that Paracelsus feels that you shouldn't waste your time in the Black Sea Strait."

Draguè's tone became more serious.
Chapter completed!