Pirate’s Brood Order

During the calm voyage, the outline of a small island gradually came into Yarlin's sight. There were a few big white birds fluttering on the golden beach at the edge of the coast. The ropes smashed into the sand together.

"Shields Town!"

Yarlin looked quietly at the undulating buildings in the distance. The highest point is the fortified wall, and a flag stands on the raised central platform. The background color is white and in the middle is a seagull holding a scale. , which symbolizes the maintenance of world peace and justice.

The black flagpole stands tall and straight as if piercing the sky, adding a sense of awe to the white "seagull".

153 Naval Branch, ruler of Shields Town.

"From the chart, Shields Town is located in the center of the islands, and its power can radiate to the surrounding area." Yarlin took out the chart from his arms, thought for a while, and pointed at Kabbah. The small island marked as "Shuangyue Village": "Your identity is not suitable to stay here. You go to this island first. After I return to the Navy branch to hand over, I will find an opportunity to find you later."

"good!"

Kabbah was originally kidnapped by Yarlin, so of course he answered without hesitation at this moment, and started to grab the anchor without even getting off the boat.

"The two of them follow you." Arlin pointed to the two slaves, and after passing clear and brief instructions in his mind, he jumped off the boat with a wink at Fick, and Fick grinned and jumped off the boat behind him, the six Two inferior slaves stood on the side of the ship mechanically, staring at Kaba indifferently, while the remaining four inferior slaves disembarked quickly and quietly, and followed Fick without saying a word.

"call….."

Kabbah turned his head to meet the emotionless eyes of the superior slave, his heart felt faintly chilled, and he called out a bit of evil. The voyage of these ten days on the sea made him aware of the strangeness of these "murlocs".

He has never spoken, and his face is always expressionless. The coldness that emanates all the time makes him feel an inexplicable palpitation the more he touches it.

Withdrawing his gaze, Kabbalah returned to the anchor and turned the rudder. The two cold eyes kept staring at his back. He didn't need to turn his head to know that the two figures stopped 5 meters behind him like wooden stakes. , that distance is exactly the distance of one of their strides.

"You can go to the cabin to rest. We are about to set sail. I have seen that it may take about 3 days from here to Frost Moon Island." Kaba said with a dry smile on his face.

There was a silent response.

"Okay, let's blow the sea breeze together, hehehe~" Kabbah turned his head in despair, the manipulator of the rudder was mechanically numb, the ship gradually drove away, and slowly disappeared on the coast.

Yarlin was sure that Kabbah would not have the guts to escape, so he naturally didn't need to keep him in Shields Town, not to mention that his navy status has not yet been confirmed, and he still needs some operations. In order to avoid some bad misunderstandings, of course he has to support Open each other.

After a 30-minute walk, a group of people walked into the town. The buildings were all painted in white. The first impression of the whole town was that it was clean, but the second impression was that it was deserted.

This desertedness does not mean that there are few residents in the town, but that there are very few pedestrians on the road at the intersection. The sky is covered with invisible haze, and there are oppressive dust floating in the air.

"Is an island guarded by a navy, supposedly no pirates would dare to visit, is it so deserted?" Yarlin observed as he walked. Passers-by along the way occasionally looked up at them, but they quickly retracted. eyes, lowered his head and walked quickly.

"interesting!"

Yarlin was thoughtful, and he immediately made a judgment in his heart. The atmosphere in this town must have been caused by the 153 Navy Branch. To put it bluntly, the Colonel Monka seemed to be more powerful than he expected. "Amazing".

He looked up at the "Seagull" flag flying above the town, with a playful smile on his face, and the scene before Via's death appeared in his mind. Now he can be sure that Via is not lying, at least this 153 Colonel Monka of the Navy Branch must have nothing to do with the word "justice".

"Isn't it easy to get ahead?" Ya'erlin was carrying a cloth bag in his hand, inside the bag was a closed wooden box, and when he shook it lightly as he walked, it gave off a musty smell of lime.

Fick followed behind looking around curiously, the four slaves each carried a sack in silence, and occasionally some eyes peeked out from some shops along the road.

"Aww!"

A strange cry came from a distance, and Yarlin could clearly feel the trembling of the passers-by around him, the frequency of their steps quickened, and the doors of some shops along the street were "snapped" shut.

"Yarlin, something's not right." Fick frowned.

"Hmm." Yarlin squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred wall at the end of the road. The voice came from the 153 Navy Branch. He stopped at his feet, looked around calmly, and then quickly walked towards Walking to the side, there was a man looking out furtively, and then seeing Yarlin walking towards him, he was startled and wanted to close the door immediately.

The door was two iron doors that were closed and bolted from the inside. As soon as he closed one, Fick stretched out his hand against the other door with a grinning grin, and pressed it firmly against the wall.

The man pulled the door vigorously and remained motionless. He looked at Fick, who looked like a door god, with sweat on his forehead, and swallowed: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't be nervous, we are outsiders." Ya'erlin stared at the man and said softly, "We don't have any malicious intentions, we just want to find a place to stay. I think your yard is quite big."

The yard is relatively empty, with a rusty iron shelf in the middle. On the shelf are some bicycle chains and screws. There are some worn-out tires piled up in the corner, and there are some repaired bicycles. A boy with a black face Holding a screwdriver in his hand, he looked at them in fear.

"We don't have any malicious intentions, we just borrowed it for a while. Don't worry, we will pay for it." Yarlin took out a stack of green coins from his pocket and forced them into the man's hand.

As for staying in hostels and hotels, Yarlin has already suffered a loss on Colored Stone Island, and he will not make a second mistake. Take advantage of the more hidden insurance in a local's home.

"Aww..."

This time the voice seemed to be closer, and then the presumptuous and surly responses seemed to fill the road. Yaerlin obviously felt the man's hand holding the money tremble, then moved half of his body away, and said quickly: "You guys come in first Bar."

As soon as Yarlin and his party walked in, the man immediately closed the iron door and fastened the latch. The last thing Yarlin saw on the road was a blurred blond figure walking with exaggerated figure eight steps. Two tall navy men...

I feel that I have eaten bad food in the past two days, all kinds of angry words have rotted, and there is only one day left for the national day of toothache, dear friends, and then speed up the update. Please recommend tickets.