The Legend of Fatality

The battleship of Fatalin split into the deep sea like a ruthless axe, and the steady wind blew the sails and wing beams. Bai En still stays in his cabin, and for a long time he has been tired of searching on the eastern horizon to see the behavior of the mainland at first glance. Will always arrive and will arrive soon.

He leaned against the sloping wall beside the berth and looked at the shaking lantern. Boringly, he threw the sacrificial knife at the pillar in the middle of the table, where countless tiny holes were now densely covered.

Suddenly a cold, smelly wind blew in, and he turned his head, just to see Netska opened the door and came in. This female dark elf captain was the first commander to return to Fatalin Island and took her fleet with full load.

"It doesn't seem like a good habit for a lady to enter a man's room without knocking on the door." Bai En said lazily.

"You have been in the cabin for too long," the dark elf wrinkled his nose at the smell in the room. "Although it's not a sailor's cabin, it tastes almost the same." She turned towards the door. "Come on, let's go to the deck to get some fresh air."

Bai En did not act immediately, but stared at the captain's two exposed long legs. He was curious why she could keep her skin so white at sea.

"Enough to see?" The dark elf said without taking a response, turning his head to notice Bai En's eyes.

"Of course not," Bai En said as he lifted his leg from the berth and raised an eyebrow. "After all, this is the only view on the sea for me."

"If you don't plan to enjoy the seabed scenery, it's better to move faster." Netska finished leaving Bain's cabin.

Bai En rubbed his face violently with both hands, pulled the sacrificial knife from the pillar, and inserted it back into his waist. He didn't doubt the captain's words at all. From the sails covered with human skin, it could be seen that the other party's threats would never remain verbal.

When Bae got out of the cabin, not only saw the captain on the deck, but also her entourage mage.

"Does this captain never pay?" Bai En said to the mage. "Can you change clothes of other colors? Should obsessive-compulsive disorder with green paranoia be curable?"

Every time Bai En saw this tall, mixed-race dark elf on the ship, he seemed to be wearing the same clothes: green woolen sweater, green leather outfit. Only the countless rings on his slender fingers are other colors.

The dark elf mage did not answer Bai En ’s question, but used his chin to lift Bai En ’s head against Bai En. His eyes glanced contemptuously up and down at Bai En ’s clothing. After Teska's ceremony, he turned and left.

Bai En gave a white eye to the performance of the Dark Elf Mage.

"I'm curious where he got it from you. Isn't the Master of the Fatalin Association your appetite?"

"Tatuga Port, he originally tried to go to the Fatalin Association to get a job, but I happened to meet him first." Netska's eyes turned to the sea without even turning his head to Bai En. "As for what you said, the wizards recommended by the Fatalin Association to come over and monitor me. I left two on the boat. They are like you, and they will not be in the cabin soon after boarding."

"Always the same scenery is really easy to feel aesthetic fatigue." Bai En skipped the topic of surveillance and turned the topic to the dark elf. "There was a dark elf who came to Fatalin Island on his own initiative, which is ... very surprising."

"Are you worried that he is a spy from the dark elf?" This time Netska turned her face and said with a strange expression on her face. "Maybe yes, maybe not. This is difficult to judge. We are not popular in the kingdom of mankind, and Fatalin is the only place that can accept dark elves except for Tyria and some southern mainland ports."

"You mean ..." Brian frowned. He hadn't noticed how many dark elves were on the island before, but in retrospect, the number of 'elves' in Port Tutuga seemed to be a bit high. The higher elves have better choices, I am afraid that Fatalin Island will not be ahead of their choice.

Netska looked at Bai En with an expression that you idiot finally understood.

"How many? Why did you come to Fatalin Island?" Bai En asked his own question.

"Dozens, hundreds, or even more, who knows." Netska turned her head and continued to look at the sea. "But I and several other captains have hired several dark elves. They are more familiar with the situation on the sea than human seamen. By the way, we do n’t call our race that way. Grumpy people like me are to cater to you Maybe it will be said, but for the most part ... I suggest that if you actually face them, call them Druchi, you might be able to save your life. "

"I know you ... the names of the two tribes, but if possible, I will try not to face a Druchi myself." Bai En nodded. He knew some things between elf tribes, although not many. "But why is there so much darkness ... Druchi came back to Fatalin Island, you haven't told me about it yet."

"I guess most of it is because of curiosity," Netska said after moving her neck and shoulders. "There is also a part because the mixed race is trying to escape. They need to choose a place that looks dangerous but not so dangerous."

"It seems dangerous because the management is still confusing. Is there enough chance to get involved?" Bai En felt that she understood what the captain meant.

"No, it means that they can satisfy the means they can use for bloodline and growth, and they will not face death because of their bloodline anytime and anywhere like the environment they grew up in."

Bai En understood now that these hybrids were cruel enough, but for the more cruel side of their blood, they were not qualified, but Fatalin Island was very suitable for them. The Fatalin Association does not care about cruelty or cruelty. The Association cares more about capable people for its own goals.

What other person is more capable than a half-breed who grew up in a dark elf society and survived? As for the true dark elves who fled, the reason is simpler. Every society has a variety of frustrated people. They need to change their environment to show their talents. There is more than a newly established and slowly growing force. Are you attracted to the frustrated?

"People always say that the dark elves can't be trusted ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Bai En muttered." But you prove that you are a very reliable captain, don't you? "

"It seems that you really haven't made any progress in terms of politeness, Master Bane-well, I admit, I didn't see what the president of the Fatalin Association trusts in you." Netska said with a tilted head.

"That's the points you didn't see, Captain Netska. Well, what are you doing for me?"

"We are almost at our destination," Netska said. "There is also news that you must not like."

Bai En frowned. "Then please say it and let me see to what extent I don't like it."

"My sailor heard of a ... mage organization," Netska said. "It's a bit like the Fatalin Association, or they are studying the Fatalin Association."

"The voyage continues, right? How long ago was your message?"

"Shortly after I returned to Tatuga Port, it was your time to find me. Anyway," she continued the topic just now, "at least the things you asked me to do have progressed a bit."

Bai En snorted. "That's when I asked you to do something, you already knew what I wanted? And then it took so long to decide to tell me?" Then Bai En frowned. "Where are they?"

"I tell you where they are, you all know?"

"Of course." Bai En asserted confidently.

"On an island in the southwest of Tierya." Netska turned her face back to the sea, but she knew the expression on Bane's face.

"Are you playing me? You seem to forget who I am." Bai En said with a dangerous tone.

"You said you all know," Netska didn't care about the threat of Brian.

"Tell me about everything you know." Bai En said again, increasing his tone.