After a while, a slender Bayan dragon-head boat with its head and tail raised high came out.
A figure in a tattered black robe stood at the bow of the ship, holding a whale oil lantern that emitted bright white light, waving to them casually.
"hiss--!"
The wet, cold, salty sea breeze blew against our faces and kept getting into the seams of the pirates' collars and bones.
Everyone was infected by the mysterious atmosphere of the Styx ferryman, and stood there blankly, not even daring to make a sound.
The leading ship didn't care about their thoughts at all. It quickly drew an arc on the sea and sailed into the white mist again.
Looking from the outside, I could only see a white light that vaguely illuminated the fog and gradually faded away.
"This is the guide to the Pirate Port. Hurry up and let us follow him."
It wasn't until [Blood Eyes] gave the order that they hurriedly started the Man-Eating Shark and plunged into the wet, salty fog.
'A [Navigator] of the lighthouse sequence.
The lantern in his hand is burning special whale oil made from pilot whales.
Moreover, one must obtain the corresponding permissions from the [Pirate Code] to be qualified to lead ships to and from the fog that shrouds Iron Anchor Bay.
He works like a doorman, but his actual status is very high.
The gatekeepers and first line of defense of Iron Anchor Bay are all direct descendants of the North Sea pirate king [Whale Hunter]. '
The pirates who came here for the first time were still a little trembling after being swallowed up by the heavy fog, but Byron only felt a sense of kindness.
The extraordinary knowledge in my mind naturally comes to my heart.
Thousands of years ago, when the pirate nation Beidiwan people were at their peak, they established a huge maritime empire - the North Sea Empire.
All areas along the North Sea coast were unified, and even the vast North Sea was only the inland sea of the empire.
At that time, the Channel Islands on the east side of the North Sea, the Evernight Peninsula on the west side, and large tracts of land on the east coast were all part of the empire.
It's a pity that it was short-lived and did not condense into a supreme crown.
Then the descendants of the Bay people were divided again.
The common ancestors of the Lancaster and York families are one of them, and they are also one of the people who continue to gather in Anchor Bay to return to their old profession.
There were many more scattered throughout the Old World, and even several countries were established.
For Byron, this ancient port inherited from the North Sea Empire era can also be regarded as his ancestral home thousands of years ago.
There seems to be a familiarity rooted in my bones.
At this time, Old Hans sucked his beech pipe and leaned against the bulwark beside Byron, blowing out a deep smoke ring with a distant look:
“In the Old World, whether on our east coast or our west coast, life for pirates is becoming increasingly difficult.
After we borrowed a private shipyard to secretly transform an armed merchant ship into a pirate ship, we were never able to enter any official port.
When the dry dock was needed to fully repair the pirate ship today, we discovered that the only large pirate port with complete facilities was Anchor Bay.
I'm afraid it won't be long before this place will become history forever. "
The old man's eyes were filled with wisdom that could see through the world.
“As the pace of overseas development accelerates, the benefits from the sea are becoming more and more abundant.
In the future, the church and the various maritime kingdoms will probably no longer tolerate the existence of pirates outside the 'charter system'. They will surrender or die. "
Old Hans just sighed about the plight of pirates in the Old World, but Byron next to him was slightly shaken.
But at the end of the logbook, [Secret: Shadow of the Red and White Rose War (historical influence 31%, solution density 11%)] suddenly changed.
Solution density jumped from 11% to 12%.
"The ending of the Red and White Rose War is also related to the situation of the pirates in the Old World?"
Byron didn't expect that just when [Secret: Blood-Eyed Salman's Unspeakable Secret] was about to be harvested.
The first secret recorded in the diary actually made unexpected progress.
He immediately racked his brains to recall all the clues related to this.
Unfortunately, although his status is high enough, he is currently only 17 years old and has two months to go before he reaches adulthood.
Before reaching adulthood, he was not qualified to participate in the specific affairs of the kingdom, and he was not even able to join the upper-class social circles.
Apart from various study materials, I have very little information about the current situation in my mind.
All we know is that since the year 1405 of the Silver Age, when various countries began to conquer the sea and the unknown world, the benefits brought by the sea have become more and more huge.
The "Age of Land Power" represented by the Knights is also rapidly moving towards the "Age of Sea Power" represented by giant ships and cannons.
The pirate ports along the Old Continent were successively demolished by the navies of various countries.
Whether it was the "Northlanders" who dominated the east coast or the "Barbary pirates" who roamed the west coast, they were all forced to move to new routes in the south where official power was weak.
New pirate cities were even established in the Bantaan Islands and beyond.
The piracy business along the coast of the Old World is declining at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
To be more precise, it is a pure "free pirate" force that is not attached to any country.
Only Iron Anchor Bay, the oldest and most heavily defended pirate port, was able to survive for the time being.
But it has also become a flag among the pirates. It is very likely to be regarded as a thorn in the flesh of the church and other countries as Old Hans said.
Originally, when my uncle and father were in power, their attitude towards these people of the same race had always been to ignore the river.
Now that York has come to power, the situation may change.
By the way, this group of Beidi Bay people who adhere to their own traditions still don’t believe in the [Creator], and are so stubborn that they don’t even want to believe it verbally.
“At least Iron Anchor Bay is now impregnable.
A huge independent island that cannot be attacked on a large scale from land. It has fresh water and arable land, which is enough to be self-sufficient.
Anyone who wants to enter here needs strict identity verification, and uses the "Ten Commandments of Pirates" on his own ship as a secret contract to be guided by the "Navigator".
If they wander indiscriminately, even an entire fleet may starve to death after losing its way.
The nearby water is full of reefs, and all the correct waterways that can provide safe navigation for pirate ships are covered with large-caliber fortress guns.
In addition, there is the protection of the [Pirate Code] at the extraordinary level.
In theory, this is an unbreakable fortress. "
At least with the information Byron currently has, he can't figure out how the navy can break through this place.
The failure to retrieve the [Storm Seal Ring] means that he still has the possibility of being divined. The closer the distance, the more accurate the location.
I temporarily hid in Anchor Bay, which is only accessible to pirates. It should be safe... right?
The nerves that had been tense also relaxed slightly.
The Man-Eater Shark followed the guidance of the [Navigator] and turned left and right in the fog that was completely invisible to outsiders until more than half an hour later.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up and they saw the light of the sun again.
A large and prosperous port appeared in front of them.
There are sailing ships moored on the island pier, including three masts, two masts, single masts, horizontal sails and schooners, as well as merchant ships, fishing boats and even standard warships.
Even though they come in all shapes and sizes, they all have one thing in common - a black pirate flag fluttering in the wind!
In the fog walls in other directions, there are other pirate ships coming and going from time to time. It is obvious that there is more than one channel that can enter and exit here.
Next to the port is a bustling city of considerable size.
Shipyards, warehouses, markets, taverns, happy trading venues, auction houses, arenas, castles... all the facilities you can think of are here.
It is more prosperous than the port cities in many countries on the mainland.
The countless pirate ships handled here every day have created the most important source of supply for this underground black market.
Whether it's swords, weapons, rare items, extraordinary inauguration rituals, or forbidden knowledge, whatever is available in the Old Continent, you can definitely buy it here.
Most of the pirates on the ship who had never seen the world could not help but look around and get dazzled.
suddenly.
“Looking at the appearance of this ship, the warriors must have experienced a great battle at sea.
However, did you gentlemen work hard to rob this voyage?
Prices in Anchor Bay have soared recently. Do you have the money to repair the boat? Is there any money to support the crew? Have the living expenses sent to your family been settled? Have you saved enough money to buy a retirement home? ...
How about exchanging the loot with me for lovely golden coins?
Our Golden Palm Trading Company will definitely give you a satisfactory price. "
The Man-Eater Shark had just handed over ten gold pounds of port dues to the pilot, sailed into the berth and lowered the planks.
On the pier, there was a figure wearing a luxurious silk robe and full of gemstone rings, rubbing his hands and grinning at the pirates, revealing a big gleaming gold tooth.
Seeing the logo of this chamber of commerce, even Salman, who is cold and cruel by nature, couldn't help but show a look of disgust, rejection, and helplessness.
"Greedy and cunning Lemit people! How unlucky are you to bump into these profiteers this time?"
