Time has come to the beginning of November in a blink of an eye.
Although Iron Anchor Bay does not belong to the northern area of Yongye Peninsula, which is in polar night for dozens of days a year.
Every year in November, there will still be an extremely obvious phenomenon of short days and long nights.
The sun rises at ten o'clock in the morning, and it is pitch dark at three o'clock in the afternoon. In all, there are only five or six hours of daylight.
But as the day for the Captains' Council to elect the North Sea Pirate Overlord gets closer, Anchor Bay becomes more and more lively.
Moreover, I don’t know why, but there are at least one-fifth more pirate ships participating in the Captain’s Council election this year than in previous years.
It’s not just the numerous pirate flags flying from the berths within the harbor.
Even the anchorage, which was in poor condition and didn't even have a trestle, was crowded with all kinds of pirate ships.
The massive flow of people naturally brings massive wealth.
As most of the high-quality customers who are not short of money and never save, countless pirates have made all walks of life in Anchor Bay prosper like never before.
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Ballet dancers from the East Coast, belly dancers from the West Coast, indigenous war dances from the Bantayan Islands... you name it, we have it all. "
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"oh--!"
Just after noon, the sunset appeared on the horizon, and groups of pirates immediately entered Liuying Street eagerly.
And most of them will never come out again unless they spend all their money.
However, while business is booming, the security situation in Anchor Bay has inevitably plummeted.
On the streets of Liuying Street.
A gray-haired magistrate held an old walnut pipe in his mouth and took a deep drag of burning low-quality tobacco.
"In the past three days, there have been 21 missing cases reported on the Liuying Street that I am responsible for, and there are even some extraordinary people among them.
Pirates have countless rivals as they compete for prey, routes, and resources.
Vendettas against each other are commonplace.
Moreover, with a large number of pirates gathering together, the conditions for creating [Legendary] have never been better.
The slightest movement can quickly spread throughout the North Sea.
I heard that more than a dozen new names such as [Gunpowder Artist], [Ripper], [Faceless Man], [Wild Hunt], etc. have suddenly appeared recently.
Although the warning level has been lowered continuously, as long as the murder is not done openly and the body is not left dead on the street after the killing, we will not pursue it.
But there are so many pirates coming this year that when the election begins in the middle of this month, we still don’t know how the security situation will deteriorate. "
Even this official is worried about the public security situation that is gradually getting out of control.
Of course, what he cares about is not the vicious pirates who lick blood with their swords, but the people of Beidi Bay who live here.
Unlike other members of their race on the mainland, they have never converted to the church.
The people who still believe in the primitive sect and consider themselves to be the [god of prophecy, kingship and wild hunting] maintain the most primitive living conditions of the people of the North Bay.
It is said that ordinary civilians in other neighborhoods have been affected by the fighting, and it is not yet completely certain who committed the crime.
[The Ripper] and [The Faceless Man] are the most suspected, but they are also the most elusive, and the law enforcement team is stepping up their pursuit.
“Although the captain’s council, the pilots and the security office had made preparations in advance, they could not handle the number of pirates that exceeded expectations.
And I always feel that the direction within the Captain’s Council is not quite right.
Alas, [Whale Hunter], where have you been?
If you, the pirate king of the North Sea, had the [Iron Law of Royal Power] and the Guards to suppress Iron Anchor Bay, how could such a situation be out of control?
Although the eldest lady is a genius in the extraordinary field, she is already a mid-level extraordinary person at a young age.
But the current governor of our Bay people is ill and is about to step down. She alone cannot suppress those big pirates who are ready to move. "
The North Sea Pirate King [Whale Hunter], the pilot who guards the port gate, and the Sheriff are all from this island.
Deeply bound to this last pirate port in the North Sea, we will both prosper and suffer.
Before retiring, the Sheriff was a member of the Pirate Throne Ship and was also an extraordinary person in the [Pirate] profession.
Even old Hans, the shipbuilder, could see the crisis, how could he not see it?
"Uncle Weber, why are you sighing again? Where is the demeanor of the former Pirate King crew?
Come, I brought you a bottle of good wine. The weather is getting colder. Want to try it? "
A young man with an average appearance and no features plopped down on the bench next to the sheriff and handed him a bottle of Bacardi rum.
The latter took the wine very naturally and took a big gulp of it.
While exhaling the strong smell of alcohol, he also rolled his eyes at the young man.
"If a miser and miser like you can take the initiative to show courtesy, it must not be because of conscience.
Let me think about it. Two days ago, I suddenly asked my uncle to do something. Is it to find the entry information of all Hattings privateers? What's the purpose of coming here this time? "
Hearing this, Gus not only didn't have any embarrassment, but instead climbed up the pole and rubbed his hands to please:
"As expected of Uncle Weber, who watched me grow up, he really hit the nail on the head.
Nothing else, it’s just that the [Whale Bone Amulet Silence] you gave me last time has expired, you see..."
The Sheriff threw a whale bone amulet to him and drove him away impatiently:
"Okay, I don't have much quota, so save it when you are sneaking around. Get out of here, get out of here..."
Looking at Gus's disappearing figure, he still couldn't feel relieved after all, and reminded:
"If you get into trouble, run away. Don't expect me to wipe your ass! Do you hear me?"
As an elder, his advice was also full of Bayan style.
Others told the junior to go out and not cause trouble, but as a peace officer, he clearly instigated Gus. As long as he didn't get caught, he didn't cause trouble.
"I know, uncle!"
All I saw was Gus waving his hands indifferently, and he suddenly disappeared after just three steps.
Sheriff Webb had no idea that he had come so close to forgetting Gus completely.
But it can also be clearly felt that there seems to be something different about the child he has grown up watching.
After nightfall, there is a bar street in another corner of the town.
A man with a scimitar on his waist and an eyepatch on one eye, who fit the typical image of a pirate, staggered into an alley while belching wine.
There were two men behind him, looking around with vigilance.
"Why did the captain order us to return to the ship to rest at night?
I just got drunk, but you guys are really disappointing me! "
The two men persuaded the drunkard with grim faces.
"Mr. First Mate, it's not like you don't know that the [Wild Hunt] suddenly appeared and launched a crazy attack recently.
Among the victims were ordinary pirates as well as extraordinary ones.
The captains have just compiled all the intelligence and have determined that the other party is coming for our privateering alliance, and the victims are all our people.
Although you are a powerful first-order [Pirate], it is always right to be careful. "
[Wild Hunt] was originally a legend that had been circulating in the Evernight Peninsula for a long time.
A group of ghostly or supernatural hunters pursue their prey, and no one is immune to them.
It will definitely disappear without a trace in this world.
Usually the appearance of [Wild Hunt] also heralds some natural disasters, such as war and plague.
Unknown body.
There are various speculations about [Wild Hunt]. It may be undead, wild beasts, and some say it is primitive gods.
The "King of the Wild Hunt" is usually regarded as another name for the Bay people's belief in "Woden, the God of Prophecy, Kingship and Wild Hunt".
Because in this serial murder case.
No one has ever seen what the perpetrator looked like. All the victims disappeared without a trace, and no body was found.
Moreover, even the extremely high-level divination skills failed to detect any clues about the other party, which simply did not look artificial.
The name "Wild Hunt" spread among the crew of the privateer.
After hearing the persuasion from his men, the pirate first mate could not help but fall silent and began to concentrate on his journey with his head down.
Who is a normal person who is not afraid of death?
However, as he walked, his expression suddenly changed.
Because the footsteps behind me quietly... there is one more!
