Viscount Andrew pressed his temples tiredly. He had not slept peacefully for a day since the news of the destruction of Black Crow Harbor and the death of Ikanad spread throughout Norton.
"Norton's new governor Vitor went to Ekaria and has not returned yet. The thoughts of the son of the Grand Duke are really difficult to fathom." Viscount Andrew closed the secret volume on the desk and rubbed his eyelids.
"Since the Duke of Annecy can send the grand duke's son here, it proves that the conflict of interests between her and the Duke of Verbilence has reached a balance point, and the young Duke can finally free up his hands to clean up Norton's rot. Now." Viscount Andrew looked at the magic crystal lamp burning magic dust next to the desk with a deep look.
"But the Beicanglan garrison is not an easy bone to chew on. If Ekaria did not send a legend, Vitor alone may not be able to suppress this situation." Viscount Andrew slowly got up from his chair. He stood up, his slightly fat body looking extremely heavy.
"In the face of the struggle of these big shots, it would be difficult to be alone." Viscount Andrew picked up the crutches placed next to the desk, but just as he was about to leave the study, a faint voice suddenly came from outside the window.
"Indeed, but isn't this an opportunity?" The ghostly voice echoed in the study, which made Viscount Andrew tremble in his heart. This was a voice that was familiar yet unfamiliar to him.
"Prison..."
"It turns out that Mr. Viscount still remembers my name. I'm really honored." A black figure quickly flashed into the study from the window. This was a young man wearing a worn leather jacket. His long blue-gray hair was messy behind his back. He wore a black eyepatch covering his right eye on his pale and handsome face, and his very beautiful blue eyes revealed a faint cold light.
"You are indeed the same as before, but you seem to be a lot more embarrassed." Viscount Andrew's face was very calm, and there was no look of surprise.
He knew very well that as long as the pirate leader of Black Crow Port was alive, he would definitely come looking for him.
"I am indeed a lot more embarrassed, but I am substantially different now than before." Plisson touched his eye patch and said calmly: "But Mr. Viscount, you seem to be the same as before."
"You'd better tell me the business directly. Keeping polite words is not a pirate's style."
"Mr. Viscount, I think you haven't lost the things I stored with you, right?" Plisson had a smile on his face, "You should know how important that thing is to me."
"I know very well." Viscount Andrew stared at the young man in front of him, "I'm just a little curious, how did you break through the navy's encirclement?"
"I originally prepared a teleportation array that leads directly to Beicanglan, but due to an accident, this plan could not be implemented."
"What accident?"
"Vitor jumped directly into the Vulture Castle from the outside and stopped me."
"Then how did you escape?"
"I jumped out of the window and went into the sewer, played some tricks, and finally slipped out."
"As expected of you." Viscount Andrew smiled, "But apart from you, have all the other pirates in Black Crow Port been wiped out?"
"Old Snake was lucky. He and his Venom were outside that night when the accident happened, so he escaped." Plisson sighed. To this day, he still doesn't know that he can barely be called Where did the friend who was called a "friend" go?
"Is that so? It seems like you are now alone again."
"It's okay, I've been used to it for a long time." Plisson looked at the door behind Viscount Andrew, "Let's not talk about these things for now, business is more important."
Viscount Andrew said calmly: "Then come with me, pirate."
"Mr. Viscount, I think you will never regret the choices you have made in the past." Plisson took the Kuang Lan in his hand and followed Viscount Andrew.
"I hope so."
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The northern territory of the Aquila Empire is Shivaran Province, Ekaria.
Ekaria, located at the northernmost tip of the Aquila Empire, is the most prestigious metropolis in the northern part of the empire. In the province of Shivaran, which is shrouded in ice and snow all year round, Ekariya is also known as the "Snow City" .
When the imperial capital had just escaped from the clutches of Yan Yue, it was already snowing heavily in Ekaria, and crystal snowflakes fell evenly on every corner of Ekaria. Looking from a distance, it seems as if the entire city is covered with a silver coat.
Wearing a luxurious dress, Vitor was walking on the snow-covered streets. Crystal snowflakes were scattered on his long red hair. The aura exuding from his rose-red eyes was as deep as the sea, making people dare not stand with him. He looked at each other.
"We are just asking for something from the Duke of Annecy. There is no need to change into a new set of clothes." Vitor pulled the collar of his clothes and looked at Luas who was wearing a black lace dress with some dissatisfaction. " I feel awkward wearing this outfit, and something like this can be sold for 180 dollars. We were obviously deceived by the fat man in the clothing store just now."
"My Lord Governor, after all, we are going to see the Duke of Annecy. You can't wear your old dress."
"My sister gave it to me. Where is the old dress?"
"After all, you are the governor of a province, so you can't look too ugly in what you wear. And your old dress... the color is a bit fancy, not suitable for such a formal occasion." Luas remembered Vitol's colorful clothes, to be honest, considering Vittor's appearance, even without any makeup, he looks too beautiful. If paired with the more feminine clothes, he will look like an upper class person. Her ladylike appearance is really not suitable for attending as a governor.
"Really? I think it looks pretty, but what you said does seem a bit inappropriate." Vitor patted the snow on his body, and then continued: "It's just that when you buy clothes, can you take this Buy something cheap, that 30-dollar suit is pretty good, why do you have to buy this 180-dollar one?"
"Does the 180 look good? Mr. Governor, you should also dress more nicely."
"It looks good, but my wallet is also empty. My monthly salary as governor is only 350 dollars. This dress of yours cost me half a month's salary." Vitor's face fell, and he looked like Looking very unhappy.
"Okay, okay, Lord Governor, I am guilty, but the top priority now is to find the Duke of Annecy as soon as possible. Let's leave for the Duke's Palace as soon as possible."
Vitor asked doubtfully: "Isn't the road we are taking now going to the Duke's Palace?"
"Mr. Governor, you have been circling a street."
"Ah? Is this happening?"
