"The 15th day of the moon chasing the wind, sunny.

It has been three days since we left the harbor. We are heading towards the harbor of the Land of Light through the Strait of Light, towards the harbor of the Land of Light. I know how difficult the task is. The fate of the entire country will be on my shoulders. I must gather enough food in the shortest time and transport them back to the harbor in the south to alleviate the current crisis. But I know that this is not an easy thing. Although the Southern Fleet has blocked the waterway, I still cannot calm down. Almost every night, I cannot fall asleep. Any sound of waves will make me jump off the head of the bed in panic, worried that it was an attack from the royal party.

Moreover, I also know that danger does not come from the outside.

I saw the greedy eyes of the sailors, they knew what we were transporting, and I had given them enough money to hope that they could focus on their jobs rather than the wealth in the cabin. But I don't know if this would be useful, and I also sent enough guards to guard the wealth, but even so, I still couldn't rest assured.

I don't know if we are on the wrong path. We rely too much on the Council of Light, but until now, facing our helping hand, they seem to have not shown that enthusiasm. Although I am a little sorry to the old Councillor, I am very worried that even if we arrive at the port of the Kingdom of Light, whether we can get what we need as promised is still an unknown number………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Savile put down the quill in his hand and sighed slightly. Then he closed his diary, sorted out his clothes, turned around and walked out of the cabin. The vast sea was shining with endless light, and he could hear that there was only the sound of sea water washing the ships and the loud chatting and laughing of the sailors. The slightly salty and fishy sea breeze rushed towards him, making people feel much more relaxed. Looking at the warships escorted on both sides, Savile's mood gradually calmed down. These were ships of the Southern Fleet. This time they set out to buy food for the Land of Light. The parliament specifically approved four warships to guard the side to avoid sudden attacks from the enemy, not to mention that the Southern Fleet had blocked the entrance to the Strait of Light. With such double protection, no matter how capable the royal party was, it would be impossible to break through the blockade line easily.

And at this moment, a low voice came from behind him.

"Sir Saville. What are you doing here?"

Hearing this voice, Saville turned his head and then smiled at the man wearing the captain's hat in front of him.

"I'm just here to see the scenery, Mr. Captain, I hope it's not disturbing everyone's work."

"Hahaha, that's not. Lord Saville, don't worry so much. We are about to enter the Strait of Light. Once we pass the Strait and enter the Pearl Islands, we can reach Eland in only three days at most. Please rest assured that the young men here are all first-class. Moreover, with so many warship escorts, even if someone wants to do it, he probably has to consider whether he has the ability! Hahahaha!"

Speaking of this, the captain laughed and reached out and patted Saville on the shoulder hard. Saville smiled bitterly and forced herself to endure the captain's ignorant slap. And just as he was about to say something, a strong and violent wind whistled by. As soon as Saville opened his mouth, he saw the sea breeze pouring into his mouth. Poor this man dressed in bright clothes curled up and began to cough loudly. After a while, the wind weakened, Saville barely recovered again. He raised his head and looked around with lingering fear.

"What happened just now? Mr. Captain? That wind..."

"Ah, don't worry, Lord Savile, this is very normal for us sea men. This is where the trend flows. At this time of year, the trend will pass here and then go around the Mermaid Peak and go back. For us seafarers, if we can make good use of the trend, we may be able to reach our destination faster than usual. This is also a good thing for us."

"oh oh………"

Hearing this, Saville nodded. Perhaps because of the gust of sea breeze just now, Saville felt his heart beating very fast, and an inexplicable sense of tension appeared in his body. He turned his head uneasily and looked around. He saw that there was still a sense of peace and peace in the eyes, blue sky, white clouds and the moving warships, everything was as usual.

Maybe I am too sensitive.

Thinking of this, Saville smiled self-deprecatingly, then he nodded to the captain, then turned around and planned to return to the cabin to continue to rest.

“—————!!”

And at this moment, a low and dull sound suddenly rang out.

Hearing this voice, Saville stopped in surprise, and turned his head to look around. Seeing his expression, the captain beside him asked in confusion.

"Sir Saville, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you hear it? Mr. Captain?"

Facing Savile's inquiry, the captain was stunned. But just as he was asking, the dull sound appeared again. This time, the captain's expression finally changed. As a seaman, he naturally understood what this sound was. Soon, the captain restrained his expression and nodded to Savile with a serious expression. Then he immediately turned around, rushed to the front of the deck with great strides, and shouted loudly.

"Pay attention to the surroundings and be on guard!!!"

While shouting, the captain took out a monocular lens from his arms and looked forward. The place where he saw it was still calm, without any trace of the ship. At this time, the other warships began to stir up, and the sailors climbed up the observation deck and looked around, but they still found nothing. At this moment, the low horn sounded again, even clearer than before.

"Where is it? Where?! Pay attention to the surroundings! Pay attention to your front, back, left and right!!"

At this moment, the sailors were becoming less and less calm. They were lying on the edge of the ship in panic. They opened their eyes wide and looked around, wanting to find the source of the horn sound. Most of the sailors had many superstitions and taboos. If it was night, they would probably think that the ghost ship was causing trouble by their side. However, even though these sailors stared at their eyes as big as copper bells, they still found nothing.

“Wow———!!”

Just as everyone was observing the surroundings carefully, suddenly, accompanied by a scream, a sailor collapsed to the ground with a pale face. Everyone turned their heads and glared at him, but the sailor did not care about the murderous gaze of his colleagues at all, but was stunned, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the sky in front of him tremblingly.

"Then...that...that...that...that...that...that...that's the...that'

"What's wrong? Calm down! Look at what you look like now!"

Seeing the ugly appearance of his subordinates, the captain couldn't help but frown and walked to him and kicked him fiercely. Then he raised his head and reached out to pick up the telescope to see what made his subordinates change like a mouse who saw a cat. But his hand was only halfway through, and it completely stopped in the air.

The white and thick clouds floated in the blue sky. The huge black figure emerged from it without stopping like a sharp knife, tearing open the clouds and slowly came into the eyes of everyone. The tall ship, which was two hundred meters long and fifty-six meters wide, blocked the sun's light and sprinkled a dim phantom. The three-layer gun deck, in the muzzles on both sides of the huge hull that merged with oak and fine gold and steel, were densely packed with magic cannons arranged in three layers. It gave people an unprecedented sense of oppression - it was like a storm on the ocean, you could not avoid it. You could only pray in despair to good luck to bless you to survive the crisis safely.

The steel oars that were dozens of meters long swung under the hull like fish fins, adjusting the balance of the giant ship's hull. Suddenly, it seemed as if a huge floating whale was slowly descending and rushing towards everyone. With the emergence of the giant warships, five more small sizes were slightly smaller than it, but the same huge battleships appeared from the clouds. They followed closely, and one tight formation slowly moved downwards. On the hulls of these warships, the brilliance of magic can be clearly seen shining through the hulls, and in the front, back, left and right directions of their huge hull, four green magic arrays floating, emitting a faint glow. With the movement of the floating giant sword, beautiful trajectories of light emerged from the sky and flashed away.

And on the front of the pure and infinite sail, a mermaid who kept stroking the harp, and at the top of the mast, a flag that was no longer familiar to everyone.

Angel of the Double Swords.

Royal Fleet!!

How is this possible?

Saville stood on the deck blankly, staring at everything in front of him in a daze. The disaster came so quickly that he didn't even have the strength to tremble. At this moment, Saville only felt that all his strength seemed to have been taken away by someone. If he hadn't leaned against the side of the ship, he would have even thought of just sagging to the ground and not thinking about anything - the Holy Soul is on, what is this? Indeed, they knew that the royal family had a naval fleet, but this naval fleet had never appeared in front of anyone. The reformists conducted a lot of investigations, and even sent people to lurk to investigate the ports around the Golden City, but never got information about this royal fleet. In fact, on weekdays, when encountering maritime disputes, the Duchy of Moon usually dispatched the southern fleet to deal with it. Over time, the legendary royal fleet really became a "legendary".

But now, they have passed the fog of history and appeared before themselves again.

What a joke!!

At this time, Saville suddenly wanted to laugh. When he looked at the six huge magic battleships in front of him slowly turned around, and the black muzzle aimed down at his ship, the middle-aged noble suddenly had an urge to laugh to the sky.

Hahahaha, after a long time of fuss, we were all clowns. We thought we could control our destiny, but what was the result? We were just a group of idiots on the stage who were motivated and danced!! We were really idiots. The old people in the parliament were all confused. Isn’t it the Duchy of Moon who developed trendy trade routes and made floating ships? Since they could create merchant ships that transport goods through trendy trends, what’s so strange about creating several warships? The ridiculous parliament actually sent people to the port to investigate. No one ever thought about looking at their heads?

What a joke!! We are just a fucking joke!!!

Now Savile thinks that all this is a ridiculous dream. He is not a fool. Of course he knows that even if the royal party does not have a soldier, relying on these magic warships alone, they can completely suppress them after the independence of the south. Now, when he thought about it, he and others were righteous and submitted the Declaration of Independence in a serious manner, he looked like a group of clowns acting in a comedy. I guess the Grand Duke, who was in the Golden City, smiled so hard that his stomach was about to hurt when he received the declaration that they thought they were working hard, which represented the hearts of the people of the South. She could obviously take action directly and suppress herself, right? Why did she have to play with them for so long? Is it just a game for that Grand Duke. And are we just chess pieces in her game?

And at this moment, the low horn sounded again, and then a clear sound spread throughout the sea.

"This is the Third Fleet of the Royal Navy, and we announce it in the name of the Moon Royal Family. From now on, the Strait of Light has been completely blocked. You must immediately disarm and surrender, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

"What, what should I do... sir?"

Looking at the magic warship floating in the air in the distance, the captain no longer had his usual calmness. He looked pale. He swallowed hard, then turned around and looked at Saville beside him with trembling fear. The other party was far above the altitude, and it was not the object that his warships could deal with. Even if he wanted to fight back, he could not hit the other party at all. And just one glance could tell that the other party was not equipped with cheap artillery like himself, but magic gun equipment that was only used in big cities and fortresses. Each cannon had enough lethality to make such a warship completely die without a burial place. Now, the six warships, a total of nearly 300 magic guns were aimed at them. The captain was sure that as long as the other party shot, his warships would not be left, and even the residue was left. Even the chance to sink into the sea to feed the fish would turn into powder and disappear.

However, when the captain turned his head, he saw Savile just standing there blankly, motionless. He hesitated for a moment, and finally walked quickly to Savile and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, should we surrender?"

"surrender?!!"

Hearing this sentence, Saville shivered all over, as if he had suddenly woken up from a nightmare. He turned his head. At this time, the captain realized that the nobleman who had always looked very calm and calm, had his eyes red like a madman, staring as big as a copper bell. He first stared at the captain in front of him, then raised his head, looked at the magic warship in the air, and laughed.

"Surrender? Surrender?! You bitch!! Don't you want to play? Don't you want to have fun?! That's so good!! I'll play with you until the end!"

Speaking of this, Saville laughed loudly, then he pulled out the sword from his waist backhand and pointed at the magic warship in front of him. His face turned red and the blue veins on his forehead swelled. At this time, Saville knew very well that he had no chance at all, but he would not give up. Want to make me surrender obediently? Hahaha, Lydia, do you think we will always play with you as you wish?!!

"Notify everyone, we rush over! Let them see that not everything in this world will be as they wish! For freedom! For the Southern Parliament! For the glory of victory!!! Charge!!!"

“Woo—Woo—Woo—Woo—!!”

Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, the ships on the sea began to move. They quickly shifted their direction, raised their sails, and launched a final charge towards the magic warship.

It was not for death, but for the only chance. If they could escape from these huge floating magic warships, then there was still a trace of hope - it was just a trace of hope.

"Report to Master."

A black-haired soldier walked into the cabin. He looked at the figure leaning against the window in front of him, paused for a moment, then saluted, and then continued.

"They refuse to surrender, and the other party is gathering and intends to charge."

"That's stupid."

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Jia Ling didn't even raise his eyebrows. At this moment, the court musician no longer wore her usual elegant robe. Instead, he was wearing a dark and gorgeous light armored battle robe. The only thing that remained unchanged was the harp that was still with her side at the girl's hand.

"The weak have no power to resist, only the obligation to comply. If they do not comply with this obligation, then die."

The girl said lightly, then stretched out her fingers and gently plucked the strings. The crisp and pleasant sound of the piano jumped out, and after echoing in the cabin for a while, it disappeared without a trace.

"Apart from the target, killing is OK."
Chapter completed!