radicalducati Chapter 158 After the War! The Dragon's Invitation!
Chapter 158 After the War! The Dragon's Invitation!
Chapter 158: After the War! The Dragon's Invitation!
The afternoon sea breeze was slightly cool, and the golden sun shone on the sea, creating shimmering ripples.
Guaou! Guaou!
Three seagulls flew over the coast of Lilishi Island, glanced at the three ships below, and then spread their wings and flew into the sky.
On the deck of the Freedom, Mu Chong and the others were enjoying delicious food and wine when they all looked toward the three figures standing opposite each other on the shore.
"Captain! Is that guy really that strong? Slard and Enel teamed up and still didn't have any advantage! That's too exaggerated!"
Baku took a sip of his drink, withdrew his gaze from the coastline, and turned to Mu Chong, saying...
"Hehehe! In a pure physical combat contest, Dragon's strength is indeed superior to the two of them. As the leader of the Revolutionary Army, isn't it only natural that he possesses such strength?"
Mu Chong's eyes were deep as he calmly watched the three people talking on the shore. He had personally experienced the dragon's strength, and the wounds beneath his bandages still throbbed faintly.
"Hey! Captain! Why are you drinking again? You're injured, you can't drink!"
When Belinda saw Mu Chong pick up a wine glass from the deck again, she immediately stopped him.
"Huh? Hahahaha! It's alright, Belinda. It's just a sip of wine, it won't ruin anything. Besides, how can we not drink when we're having such a good time! Relax! Relax!"
Mu Chong was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter and took another big gulp before the other party could explode.
"captain!!!"
"Hahaha! As captain, you actually ignored the ship's doctor's orders! You're not a qualified captain!"
Just as Belinda reached out to snatch the wine glass from Mu Chong's hand, the three people who had been on the shore returned to the deck, and Long spoke directly.
"Tch! What do you know? We live in harmony and love, getting along well. This is a kind of happiness that a roughneck like you can't possibly understand!"
Seeing Long sitting opposite him without any hesitation, picking up a wine glass from the deck and drinking it in large gulps, Mu Chong spoke up.
Then Mu Chong turned to look at Slad and Enel. He saw no trace of defeat on their faces; instead, they seemed even more excited.
"captain!"
Slad felt Mu Chong's gaze, nodded, and gave Mu Chong a firm look.
Enel, however, reverted to his usual aloof demeanor and began eating the food on his own.
It turns out that after the battle between Mu Chong and the dragon, and following a brief rest, Slade and Enel wanted to test their strength against the dragon, which led to the scene on the shore just now.
In a purely physical combat contest, Slard and Enel, working together, initially fought the dragon to a standstill. However, when the dragon launched a full-scale attack, the two only managed to hold out for a short while before being defeated.
"Hahaha! Hero, are you really unwilling to join the Revolutionary Army? Although we haven't known each other for long, what you just said has been of great help to the Revolutionary Army. I sincerely invite you!"
Long looked at Mu Chong with a very serious expression, his tone revealing his desire for Mu Chong to join the revolutionary army. The thoughts in the man's words gave Long a sense of sudden enlightenment.
A single spark can start a prairie fire; a single ignition can illuminate the darkness, giving new hope to the common people of this world. Instead of gathering forces, disperse them; mobilize all available power, and in time, we can shake the world.
"Hahahaha! You can't stop other people's dreams! Dragon! You have ideals you want to pursue, and I have dreams I want to fulfill!"
Upon hearing Long's words, Mu Chong refused again. This wasn't the first time he'd refused someone in their short time together.
"Really? That's a real shame!"
Sensing Mu Chong's seriousness, Long felt a pang of regret, his tone turning dejected.
"No conflict! Dragon! Our ultimate goals are the same! And our thoughts are aligned. This world is vast, and there are many people. Seeking common ground while reserving differences is a necessary factor for sustainable development. As long as we are aligned in direction, anyone can be an ally or a friend! Isn't that right?"
Mu Chong raised his wine glass high, looking at the charismatic man before him with a smile.
"Hahaha! You truly are a hero! I had imprisoned my own mind! You're right! We are friends who share the same ideals!"
boom!
At this moment, on the deck of the Freedom, the leaders of the two factions reached their first consensus. And it was on this unknown island that the gears of fate began to turn.
The revolutionary army currently led by Dragon is simply aiming to overthrow the Celestial Dragons, the highest authority in the pirate world, and liberate the suffering civilians. This aligns perfectly with Mu Chong's long-held ideals of freedom.
"Captain! Is it really a good idea to give that guy half of the Freedom's gold? That's way too much!"
After a hearty meal, Mu Chong and the others saw Long off, along with the slaves and half of the gold on the Freedom.
Standing on the ship's edge, Slad, his face full of worry, gazed into the distance as the ship gradually disappeared from view. He spoke to Mu Chong...
"Hahahaha! Don't be so stingy, Slard! It's just half a gold. It's just sitting in the hold anyway. Wouldn't it be better to put it to good use?"
Mu Chong lay on his back at the bow, digesting his food, and burst into laughter upon hearing Slad's words. He then slowly said...
"What do you mean 'only half'? That's gold worth 10 billion Berries! Captain! You just gave it away like that? You wasteful captain!"
Upon hearing Mu Chong's dismissive tone, Slad flew into a rage. Having such a captain was truly a misfortune in his life!
"Hehehehe! Come on, Slard! Have a glass of juice to cool down. The captain has finally decided to spend some money, so we should make sure he's happy!"
"puff!"
Slade, who had just put the juice in his mouth, spat it out instantly upon hearing Aisha's words.
"Hahahaha!!!!"
"Hehehehe!!"
Amidst cheers and laughter, the Liberty set sail again, continuing its eastward journey, its hull cutting through the sea and disappearing into the dark night.
At the same time, on an island some distance off the coast of the Freedom, a fierce battle raged.
boom! boom! boom!
The flashes of exploding shells illuminated the dark night sky. Before a majestic castle, groups of armed pirates were retreating rapidly. Piles of corpses and flowing crimson blood around them testified to the brutality of war.
"Phew! King Brutus! We've driven them back again, but if this continues, the army's numbers will be hard to sustain! You must think of a solution!"
On the castle's rooftop platform, a squad of armed soldiers surrounded an elderly man with a full head of white hair. Beside the old man, a minister was speaking nervously.
The white-haired old man being protected was named Derigus Brut, the king of the Kingdom of Derigus. Standing atop the castle, he gazed with a sorrowful expression at the ravaged battlefield below.
Three days ago, a group of unknown pirates suddenly attacked the Kingdom of Driggs, and the fierce artillery fire quickly shattered the peace and tranquility of this once peaceful country.
Faced with this bloodthirsty pirate group, nearly half of the citizens of the Kingdom of Driggs were killed or wounded in just one day. If it weren't for the eldest prince's desperate efforts to save them, the consequences would have been even more severe.
"Gorn! Have you found out who spread the news? The Second Prince just returned, and these pirates are already bombarding the Kingdom of Driggs?"
As king, Brutus displayed composure and calmness, ignoring the minister's question and instead speaking in a deep voice to a general beside him.
Clad in gray armor stained with the marks of war, his helmet broken, and holding a musket, his towering figure stood guard beside Brutus.
"Your Majesty, the spy arrested before nightfall is being interrogated in his cell, but he's being stubborn and hasn't spoken yet! We haven't been able to determine who spread the information!"
Ghosn's resolute face was filled with solemnity and frustration. In this situation, he, the kingdom's general, had proven utterly useless, filling him with deep self-reproach.