CHAPTER 492: CHAPTER 448 PLUNDER AND MYSTERIOUS PREMONITION_2

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"Captain, what should we do? They’ve signaled us. If we pretend not to see, they’re bound to fire on us.

The black dragon head emblem, that’s the ’Dragon Cavalry Pirate Gang,’ and it’s the leader, White Knight himself!"

The armed merchant ship "Molotov," under the Santababia Company, the First Mate put down the exquisite brass telescope in his hand, anxiously seeking the captain’s opinion.

’Unlucky, unlucky, how did we run into this killer!

They already sank the St. Cruz Merchant, equivalent to a Level 3 Battleship in the company before, and seized three thousand valuable slaves.

That’s someone the highest management, the Nineteen Gentlemen, hate to the bone but can’t do anything about.

Going head-to-head with him with the ’Molotov,’ which is slightly inferior to a Level 5 Battleship? Are we worthy?’

Unlike a few months ago when the "St. Cruz Merchant" was unaware and arrogant, the name "White Knight" has now spread across a significant portion of the human world. The curly-haired captain, with sweat-soaked hair, knew very well what a terrifying enemy he was facing.

Thoughts racing, he quickly weighed the pros and cons, making a not-too-difficult decision:

"Order, lower the sails, stop the ship. All crew members lay down your weapons on the deck; we surrender!"

Saying this, the captain felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

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Seeing the merchant ship slowly reduce speed and lower its sails, Aiven wore a smile of total control.

Although this was the wise choice any sensible person would make, he was the first to give a thumbs up to Olivia, who had lowered the signal flag.

Silently expressing his thought: "Well done!"

And Olivia, whose excitement was hard to conceal, returned a thumbs up to Aiven.

Meaning, "All thanks to your esteemed captain’s reputation!"

Then they exchanged smiles.

Everything felt so natural, with a sense of unspoken harmony that couldn’t be gained overnight, yet neither of them felt anything was wrong with it.

Whish—

On the side, Milan, who had been paying attention to the commotion, squinted his eyes, a blood-red word [Danger!] suddenly appeared above his head.

He felt for the sake of the Galliot family’s future, he must act quickly, or it would be too late to regret if something went terribly wrong afterward.

’Still, a soft, fragrant girl in your arms is the best, trust me, brother!’ sincere face.jpg

As he shouted these thoughts in his mind, he began to consider which of his treasured, priceless master-illustrated books to give to Aiven.

"We board the ship!"

Tap...tap...tap...

A moment later, the gangplank lowered, and with a group of fierce-looking pirates surrounding them, they boarded the armed merchant ship "Molotov."

After an inspection, they found that most of the cargo on this ship consisted of small but highly valuable luxury goods:

Ivory pipes, amber jewelry boxes, gemstone buttons, exquisitely crafted golden brooches, jewelry, ceremonial swords, silk garments, etc.

And according to the labels, many were custom orders from colonial aristocracy, clearly a merchant ship that had collected deposits in advance, making special trips between the New and Old Continents.

"These guys, unaware of the realities, are quite leisurely.

Since the Great Treasure Fleet’s demise, Hilus can’t even pay the military salaries, and they’ve resorted to supporting pirate raids to get by. The colonial elite’s indulgent, extravagant lifestyle hasn’t been affected one bit."

Clearly, relying on Hilus’ colonies, these parasites are dripping with wealth. Aiven was already planning in his mind to pull a big heist in Hilus’ colonial cities.

’Instead of spending all your money on meaningless indulgences, why not contribute to my lab, for the sake of humanity’s health and hygiene efforts.’

The more Aiven thought about it, the more he felt that if he didn’t pull off a big heist in the future, he’d be letting down his wallet and all humanity!

Standing among the luxury items that were originally meant for those sheepish pre-orders, he noticed how seeing the two girls on board suddenly stirred something within him. Speaking to Olivia and Apsuya, he said:

"Converting luxury goods into cash can be cumbersome, but they’re all good items. Each of you, pick two for yourselves."

This smooth raid without a single gunshot, all thanks to the White Knight’s reputation, the pirates had no issues with the captain’s decision.

Apsuya picked something Aiven didn’t notice.

However, he saw Olivia pick out a seemingly inconspicuous blue-black tourmaline button and an item labeled as a masterpiece by the mainland’s renowned fashion designer Lei Beiming, the "Fairy Spring."

A silk-textured, water-green dress adorned with silver threads and gems forming wave patterns, if worn by Olivia, would make her look like a fairy walking on waves.

With imagination running wild, he couldn’t help but tease:

"Roddy, you have good taste. This dress paired with bright yellow crystal accessories would be perfect for your uncle’s cousin, she would certainly love it."

"Tha...thank you, Captain, that’s exactly what I was thinking."

Olivia’s face blushed slightly, realizing after impulsively picking it just how inappropriate her choice was, luckily there was the "uncle’s cousin" as her excuse.

Moreover.

She found herself surprisingly less concerned about being exposed. Although she hadn’t uncovered all of Aiven’s secrets yet, surely...we’re friends by now?

Even if she asked him directly, he probably wouldn’t refuse.

Snap—

After driving all the merchant ship’s crew onto a few longboats carried on board, Aiven snapped his fingers with a crisp sound.

"Kaka..."

Suddenly, a huge flat-bodied lizard about five meters long, emerged from his shadow.

Its scales, just as non-reflective pure black as before, only it had two bulges on its back now, and more ridges on its head, vaguely resembling the dragon emblem of the Dragon Cavalry.

Whoosh!

Then, under the eyes of all present, the entire ship was engulfed by the suddenly appearing shadow, and Kaka disappeared with it.

Coming back to their senses, the pirates exchanged glances, then couldn’t contain their excitement:

"I think I just saw a dragon."

"Me too!"

"It’s the captain’s dragon. Though it’s a small dragon, we really have a dragon in the Dragon Cavalry after all."

Ignoring the crew’s sudden excitement.

Although it had only been one and a half days since they set out, having completed the raid and with evening approaching, Aiven was not inclined to linger on.

Moreover, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of urgency, a faint feeling that something personally significant was about to happen, and the premonition was growing stronger, leaving him not in the mood for more raids.

So he gave the order:

"Return to the Venus!"

"As you command, esteemed captain!"

However, unfortunately, the battleship had not sailed back long when.

An old, weather-beaten sailing ship appeared out of nowhere on the sea in front of them.

And yet, before this, not a single trace of it had been detected by the Seagull’s Mind Network.

"There’s something strange about this."