"Both fish are in the net, which one do you want to eat first?" Swain rarely sat down. He stood at the entrance of the tent, opened a corner, and looked at the densely packed camp in the dark night.

The whole camp was silent, dull and silent, making people breathless.

The rain is coming.

This kind of atmosphere has been brewing for a long time. Since the first defeat, the entire Noxus camp has been like the eye of a storm.

Constantly squeezing anger, resentment, frustration, disappointment, and unwillingness, eventually turning into a complete defeat, or...

Tide?

"It's such a crazy breath, so sweet." Swain took a deep breath, and the crow on his shoulder called out in boredom toward the empty camp.

The hoarse and long sound was like the call of some kind of ghost.

Darius stood in the camp with no intention of paying attention to him.

He tightened his belt, pulled up his collar, and buttoned the buttons on his general uniform one by one.

Finally, he straightened his hair, tossed his scarlet cloak, picked up his ax and prepared to go out.

"You're in such a hurry to leave all night?" Swain opened the curtain wider and made an opening for Darius to go out.

"Yeah." Darius nodded, didn't say anything more, and just hurried out with the ax in hand.

"Which fish are you going to catch?" Swain gestured teasingly at the crow and asked casually.

"Go kill people first." Darius waved his hand impatiently and quickly disappeared into the night.

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night.

maritime.

A ship with an unidentified flag.

In a captain's cabin full of Noxian style.

Next to a table filled with all kinds of fresh seafood.

"Honestly, when I heard that you chopped off Benjamin's head, I was really sad." A middle-aged man wearing a straight Noxian military uniform sighed and poured himself a glass of wine.

The four ferocious bloody ax blades and the final anchor embroidered on his shoulders silently conveyed his identity as the top boss of the Noxian Navy.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Noxian Navy, Admiral William Franklin, who holds the top position in the Navy due to his family's long history of military service, is sitting so quietly on his chair at this moment, telling the story of a man with the same surname as himself.

In terms of blood relationship, the other party should call him father for the death of the young man.

"I'm sorry." The stern old man with a white beard sitting opposite Admiral William apologized without any apology.

As he spoke, he stroked the sword on his waist. He used this knife to chop off the head of the arrogant young man, and then sent the head to Chen Senran's table.

Yes, he is Dönitz.

Marshal Dönitz.

The leader of the Trident of the Sea King, the brains of the most powerful fleet in the entire Endless Sea, one of the biggest sources of support for the Bilgewater people, and the biggest thorn in the eyes of Noxus.

one……

Someone who shouldn't be here at all.

Two people who should not sit together at all.

They were staring at each other at this moment, letting the steaming food slowly rise between their sights.

a long time.

"Okay, Dönitz. My old friend, it doesn't matter. I have many sons. Benjamin's death only proves that he was a fool." Admiral William shrugged his shoulders and also poured money for Dönitz across from him.

He drank a glass of wine and said, "Trust me, I can totally understand why you did that.

.In order to confuse your smart and witty boss, right? That Jack who claims to have a brighter mind than everyone else, Blind Jack. Right? It’s worth it, completely worth it, to exchange a human head for victory in a war, even if that head is mine.

Son, I don’t care at all, really.”

As he spoke, he also showed his belly and served Dönitz a bowl of seafood soup.

"No, I killed him solely because I didn't like him." Marshal Dönitz said without any hesitation.

William's hand holding the soup froze in mid-air. It took a while before he filled the bowl of soup and slowly brought it to Dönitz.

"Try it. My chef is the best at making seafood in Noxus." There was nothing strange about his voice, it was calm and terrifying.

"William, do you really want to kill me?" Dönitz did not touch the bowl of soup. He crossed his hands with white gloves and looked directly at General William with an aggressive look.

"...Ha." General William suddenly laughed, "Okay, Dönitz, you old guy, don't do this, you will remind me of the time when I served under you. God, you

You are such a stern guy, and I have suffered a lot under your hands."

"...Ha." Dönitz also laughed, without any warmth at all, "Yeah, you guys always liked to be lazy back then. If the sand on the coast of Serang hadn't been hard enough, how could you have worn it like this?

An old seal."

"Haha, yes, actually I have to thank you for your cultivation back then. To be honest, if it hadn't happened back then, maybe you would be sitting in my seat now." William showed a nostalgic expression and whispered, "Over the years,

Missing home?"

"Home..." Dönitz smiled lowly, a bit coldly and incomprehensibly, "Do I still have a home?"

"Isn't Noxus your home?" William asked.

"...Okay." Dönitz skipped the topic. He took out a scroll from his arms and said, "This is what you want. When the time comes, I will move all the ships away from the defense zone. It will be done."

after……"

"Don't worry, the general has restored your reputation in the country. After that, you can return to the country with honor, and your family can shine in the sky of Noxus again." Admiral William couldn't wait to take the scroll.

But the key to keeping his name in history is, "When the time comes, the general will personally award you with a medal, and you can be on an equal footing with me in the Navy Department."

"Very good." Dönitz nodded, not knowing what he meant.

He stood up and prepared to leave.

"Why don't you stay and have dinner together?" Admiral William opened the scroll and glanced at it greedily while absentmindedly entertaining the guests.

"No, I haven't eaten Noxian food for many years and I'm not used to it anymore." Commander Dönitz refused and pushed open the door of the captain's cabin.

"Oh, then, walk slowly." Admiral William continued to read the content on the scroll without paying attention.

It wasn't until Dönitz left long ago that he put away the scroll again, carefully put it in his arms, picked up the glass of wine, took a sip, and sighed longly:

"Dönitz...you damn thing." (To be continued...)

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