For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 156

   Chapter 156 Whale Bone

  The sea breeze with a hint of salty smell blew the sails slightly. Occasionally, the sound of the roaring wind overwhelms the sound of the sea constantly washing the hull. At this time, the sailors on the ship would nervously climb up the mast, looking for dark clouds and storms that might appear in the sky from high places.

Although the crew has been almost certain for more than a month that the severe storm that once raged on the waterway leading to Awa has subsided, the habit of being cautious over the years cannot be changed in a day or two. Yes, they will not let go of any sign of a storm along the way.

This is to let the storm-type spells constantly and quietly be released at the stern to summon the wind, and William, who has accelerated the speed of the boat, often feels a little embarrassed, because the wind that has appeared for no reason in the past few days, he has been tired and lay down several responsible. Sailors monitoring the storm.

  William, who is at the stern of the boat, wearing a black long gown and an iron plate on his chest, is pretending to be watching from afar with the carved handrail.

   This camouflage is actually very stupid, because where the line of sight is, there is only the sea except the sea, and the sky is also cloudless. If it weren't for the occasional fish jumping out of the sea, this scene would even give people the illusion that the boat has been parked in the same place without moving at all.

"I heard that witches are like elves, and their original hometown was also in Avazhou. It used to be shrouded in misty mist, and it was not until the phoenix that the ancestors of elves rode on that fell from the sky, they obtained the form of the material in this world, After that, I was able to come to Vic Continent."

  William withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned to the bored witch sitting on the railing.

   Liz turned her head after hearing the words, looked at William with golden eyes, and said as if she was having a little temper:

   "But I was only two months old, and for me, Blackwater Marsh is my hometown."

   Hearing the resentment in the other party's words, William said apologetically:

   "Sorry, but this trip has to be with you to be considered insurance."

   Seeing that the other party did not respond, William paused and then continued:

   "And Cass needs to be responsible for the security of the Stranger's Lighthouse, so there's no way to come here together."

   "This has nothing to do with whether that idiot can come!"

   Liz defended almost reflexively.

  The effect is outstanding, this child is simply too understanding...

  William nodded with a smile, and then released the storm spell that was being released.

   The further away he is from the Blackwater Swamp area, the weaker the magic he can use. A few days ago, he was able to maintain this gust of wind for half a day, but now it is only half an hour, which is very reluctant.

   But at least the sailors on duty can rest for a while.

  William thought, looking back at the sailor who was carefully climbing down from the mast.

  It has been five days since he boarded the smuggling ship called the Whalebone, and a week has passed since the farce-like palace coup.

Although William has always been very concerned about the inexplicable banishment of the demon general named Eclipse, since he has verified the feasibility of combining [Mirror Image] and the response terminal to create a clone, he can finally put his energy into it. I'm dealing with Awa Chau.

   Right now, although William's body is still guarding the position of the Viper's Scar, his own mirror image clone, as an Elemental Silver merchant, boarded this smuggling ship on the sea to Ava Continent.

  Because of the year-round storms on the Broken Sea, few people are willing to do business between Vic and Ava. But it also means that those who dare to do this business can reap unimaginable wealth. After all, the handicrafts of high elves are in demand everywhere.

Since the "Battle of Drift", the contact between the Vic and Ava Continent has been almost cut off. The newborns of the High Elves who remained on the mainland have gradually undergone elemental mutation because they lost the blessing of the Phoenix Sacred Fire. The inheritance is completely lost in just one or two generations.

   Nowadays, it is more difficult to find a high elf craftsman in the empire than to find a god-level magic caster, but the demand for high elf crafts from the major nobles is extremely strong. This has led to a very small number of adventurers who are willing to block their lives and fight the storm, daring to enter the devouring storm to engage in this high-risk and high-reward career.

   "If I were you, I would probably wait a few more months. Maybe by then Her Majesty Queen Irene has signed a commercial agreement with Avazhou, so there is no need to take such a big risk to go there in person..."

   A full-fledged voice sounded behind William, and a tall old man with chapped skin came slowly over. His lead-silver hair was covered in vicissitudes of life, and his neckline and cuffs were covered with air-dried white salt stains. The part of his right leg below the knee was replaced by a white whalebone prosthesis, so when he walked, he was a little lame, and the hard whalebone beat the deck and made a very rhythmic "click" sound.

  The ship was named Whalebone because of his prosthetic limb.

   "What do you call young man?"

   Seeing William turn around, the old man asked.

   Previously, William hadn't thought of a pseudonym for himself to hide his identity, but after seeing the other party's whalebone prosthesis, he suddenly had inspiration at this moment.

   "Just call me Ishma, Captain Hobbs. Besides, I'm a native of the Blackwater Marsh. Even if Avazhou signs any trade agreement with the Empire in the future, it has nothing to do with us."

   William replied, and then he continued:

   "Besides, whether Her Majesty the Queen can conquer Ava Continent is still unknown."

  The captain named Hobbs smiled slightly when he heard the words. He walked to William and stood beside him. He also put his hands on the railing and looked into the distance, and then slowly said:

"Ishma, I just came from Swan Harbor half a month ago. I'm afraid you can't imagine how large an army is assembled there. And I have been to Ava Continent a few times, among the seven major city-states. In addition to Yuefa City, they have also been there. To be honest, even if the number of those pointed ears is tripled, they will not be opponents. What's more, this time..."

   He looked at the iron plate on William's chest with a rough sharp-angled symbol, and said:

   "And the Eighth Spirit is with the Empire."

  Captain Hobbes was referring to the Eighth Church's explanation of the reason for the manifestation of the Holy Spirit, which was written as the Holy Law and was preached continuously in every church.

  Because the storm on the Broken Sea really stopped shortly after this, this statement was quickly accepted by the general public, which also led to a very high level of public support for the expedition plan in Ava.

   "Eight hundred years ago, the 'Eighth Holy Spirit' was almost buried at the bottom of the sea."

  William shrugged and reminded.

  William's words silenced the other party for a long time, before Captain Hobbes said:

   "I saw you wearing this thing, I thought you were a devout believer of the Eighth Holy Spirit."

   To this, William replied:

   "Then it depends on how you understand piety."

   In a sense, William is also the most devout eighth Holy Spirit believer in the world.

   Hearing this, the captain waved his hand and said:

"I didn't think of it earlier, how could a devout believer of the Holy Spirit go to pagan land and sell important strategic materials before the war broke out? This is not only an act of treason, but also an act of heresy... But consider Since you're from the Blackwater Province, that's understandable."

   Hearing this, William was just about to fool and explain, but Captain Hobbs suddenly showed a shark-like smile and said:

"But it's actually quite good, the **** empire, **** church... Back then I just couldn't stand the pirates from the Daemon Continent in the White Sea, so I chose to venture into the Broken Sea to do business. The shore tax is not much gentler than those of the pirates. Now that the storm has subsided and the shipping route is free of risks, it is estimated that they will start attacking our merchant ships and grab the business and do it themselves.”

   "If the eighth Holy Spirit has more eyes, then this storm should continue... But there is no way, who said that Holy Spirit belongs to the Riel family?"

  William waited until the other party stopped complaining before slowly opening his mouth:

   "I do think that the cessation of the storm might be because the Eighth Holy Spirit hopes to teach his so-called descendants an unforgettable lesson through Avazhou."

   When he spoke, he kept looking at a few black spots that appeared in the distance at the junction of the sea and the sky.

   Before Captain Hobbes could recover, a loud rattle rang suddenly on the bow.

  A sailor climbed up the mast as swiftly as a hook on his foot. After taking out the monocular in his arms and observing the distance for a while, he shouted to the captain:

   "There is a warship in the southeast! A warship with the flag of the Imperial Dragon Sword!"

   Today's chapter means that I am still alive, and the normal update will resume tomorrow.

   Thank you very much for your perseverance and dedication to everyone.

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