Today, to everyone's surprise, the citizens of Port Royal and the people who came here to do business discovered a shocking scene: in the past, the witches who almost never interfered with port affairs actually forcibly suspended the operation of the port. All work?
And that’s not all!
Now, they not only cleared the largest and best stone pier trestle, but also laid a luxurious red carpet on the ground from the pier to the city gate. On both sides of the carpet, there were two uniform rows of silver armor in neat formations. Riders on foot, standing face to face on opposite sides of the carpet a few meters apart.
Behind the foot knights, there are several hundred-man infantry phalanxes, and further away is the loose infantry defense line. Their main function is to not allow irrelevant personnel to come within fifty steps of the red carpet!
After all, there are many people in Port Royal now, whether they are spies from various countries, pirates, etc. Although the witches do not take these people with ulterior motives seriously, they do not want these people to do it casually. It disturbed the welcome ceremony.
"Oh my God! With such a huge formation, what are they going to do? Are they welcoming a certain king who is visiting?"
After the old captain Billy, who was forcibly ordered to vacate his position, and the old drunkard successfully moved their respective ships to this simple pier, at this moment, the two of them were using binoculars on the bridge of old Billy's ship. Looking towards the stone pier where they originally stood.
Compared with the original one, the trestle of the wooden simple pier here is really too short!
This makes the edge of their ship a good distance above the trestle. Not only do workers and sailors have to spend more effort loading and unloading goods, but even the loading and unloading fees they pay to the workers have to be much higher.
"Don't be stupid, old man! They witches don't respect the king of any country!"
Although the old drunkard was still drunk, his shrewd eyes could see things much more clearly than his old friend Billy.
"They are obviously doing this to meet someone important!"
Smacking his mouth full of alcohol, the old alcoholic captain shook his head and pointed at the formation of witches in the distance.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Since they have put up this formation, even a fool can see that they must be welcoming some big shot!"
Billy put away his telescope, refuted his old friend angrily, then turned around and wanted to leave.
Since the other party is now welcoming a certain important person who is about to visit, it seems that there is no hope for the time being. So far, it seems that no special ships have come in outside the port. Presumably, it will take some time for the people they want to greet to arrive?
"Wait, I'm not finished yet! Why are you in a hurry?"
The old drunkard reached out and grabbed old Billy, preventing him from leaving so early.
"Let me tell you: If I guessed correctly, they will definitely meet the leader of their witches this time! He is the leader of the Five Fire Balls Cult known as the Flame Goddess!"
The old drunkard leaned close to Billy's ear and said mysteriously and confidently.
The reason why the old drunkard knew so clearly about the Flame God Cult was because he had previously thought about joining the Five Fireball God Cult in order to learn the strange fire magic that he envied.
It was a pity that when he was told that the Flame God Cult allowed anyone to join and believe in the Cult, but only witches who passed the test and were of the right age and extremely talented could go to the Witch Academy to learn magic, the matter fell into place.
Although his goal was not finally achieved, he did at least understand the basic structure of the Five Fireball Cult, the composition of their witches and the gods they believed in. Is this the so-called flame goddess and leader?
I also know that although the witches of the Five Fireball God Sect know many kinds of spells, for some reason, they like to use fireballs to burn their enemies? They even openly wrote in their teachings: In this world, there is nothing that a fireball cannot solve? If so, then shoot multiple more powerful fireballs?
"Leader? That Five Fireball Evil... leader of their witch sect, isn't that the young woman wearing the golden armor? That's the one over there!"
Old Billy pointed to the distance with some confusion. At the city gate, a figure wearing golden armor and a golden cloak appeared.
The old drunkard looked in the direction Billy pointed, and sure enough, he also saw a woman in golden armor and a golden cloak. The woman was leading a group of cavalry in red or silver armor, all lined up in neat formation. Riding their horses out of the city, they had just walked out of the city gate and were stopping there.
"Uh... who told you that that person belongs to their leader?"
After seeing it clearly, the old drunkard captain turned to look at his old friend Billy with a look of disbelief.
"You have been here in Port Royal several times, right? You still can't figure out the basic information about their witches? What are you doing in normal times?"
The old drunkard didn't understand. How could he still be confused about something as important as this?
Moreover, if he heard correctly just now, this old bastard actually dared to call the church word that witches hate the most here in Port Royal? This bastard doesn't want his life anymore?
"What else can you do? Receive a mission! Set sail! Bring the goods back, then collect the money and continue receiving the mission! What else can you do?"
Old Billy waved his hands impatiently, didn't everyone else usually do this? As long as he can make money, how can he care about the composition of the witches? What does this have to do with him?
"Old man! I'm not telling you, if you act like this, you will suffer a loss one day!"
The old drunkard sighed, then shook his head, turned around and got into Billy's captain's cabin.
He had been friends with old Billy for many years, so of course he knew what kind of character this old bastard was, so he didn't say much. Anyway, the other party wouldn't listen to him. If he had the strength, he might as well go to the cabin. Have a few glasses of good wine.
"Wait a minute! Tell me, who is their leader? Also, what is the position of that witch in golden armor? Hello!"
Bastard...
Old Billy stretched out his hand and failed to catch the other party, so he had to curse secretly before giving up.
He thought for a while and took out his telescope to observe. However, after watching for a long time, he could not find any difference in the cavalry in the distance.
He is still relatively new to this emerging Flame God Cult. He only knew that the highest-ranking witch among the witches was the young girl wearing the golden armor. This person was said to be cruel and ruthless. He not only lost the church's churches, but also burned many die-hard members of the church with his own hands?
Then, those with lower positions are those wearing red armor. It is said that there are only four in total?
However, he has been to Port Royal so many times during this period, and has only seen two of them. He has also seen them several times, so he is relatively familiar with them. And those who come down next are those in silver-white armor and wearing capes? What's it called...Battle Witch?
Um? Wait...what does this smell like? It feels...so familiar?
Billy's nose twitched hard. He seemed to smell something very familiar to him?
Then, he turned his head in confusion and followed the smell, only to realize that the smell seemed to be coming from his captain's cabin?
not good! Is that... a good wine that he has collected for many years?
"Old drunkard! You old bastard! Don't be merciful! That's... a fine wine that I have saved for nearly twenty years!!!"
A wailing sound suddenly sounded on Old Billy's large merchant ship, which attracted the sailors and boatmen who were working or watching the witch's excitement to stretch their heads and look into the captain's cabin.
At the gate of Port Royal City, High Priest Charlotte was leading Kolya, Mary, and a hundred fighting witches out of the city gate.
When she looked at the area under martial law at the port, she nodded with satisfaction.
Then, she moved and jumped off the tall armored war horse. After handing the reins to an ordinary soldier and taking him aside, more than a hundred people behind her also dismounted and followed her. beside.
"Who's in charge here at the port?"
After Charlotte dismounted, she stepped forward and asked the group of people who were greeting their group.
"Dear High Priest! I am in charge of this place for the time being."
Upon hearing Charlotte's inquiry, Charlie Herbert hurried forward, bowed his head and saluted.
He had seen Charlotte's cavalry a long time ago, so he stayed here until she asked, and then quickly stepped forward.
At this time, this is an excellent opportunity to express himself. The high priest in front of him is not only powerful, but also has the military and political power of the entire Port Royal. He is definitely the best choice for him to please!
"It's you... I know you! Charlie Herbert! It is said that you are very ambitious and very capable."
After Charlotte saw clearly who this person was, she narrowed her eyes slightly and became sharp in vain.
No one knew what she had just thought of, and then she looked around with satisfaction and nodded in approval.
It has only been three months, but Port Royal has already changed a lot!
Moreover, now, their Flame God Cult still has considerable military power in their hands. Now, she is no longer afraid of challenges from anyone or any country, even if it is a joint conquest by the church, she will not be cowed!
Because she has now become a real witch!
Moreover, she is also the high priest of the Flame God Cult! Chosen and servants of the Fire Goddess! At the same time, he was a servant who directly received the true power from the goddess!
Charlotte looked at everything in front of her: the disciplined knights and soldiers, the powerful group of fighting witches behind her, and the first batch of witches in the witch academy who were receiving magical education and instilling loyalty to the religion. Apprentices!
All of this made her feel like she was in a dream.
This was something she had never dared to imagine before!
You know, three or four months ago, she was still a young girl worried about her livelihood... Every day, in order to earn even one more shilling, she worked hard to write letters to the sailors who passed by. Every copper coin she earns makes her happy for a long time!
And now? She actually became a governor-general in charge of the military and political affairs of Port Royal? Ah! This is really a trick of fate!
It's a pity that he paid a heavy price for all his relatives...
Countries that exploit people, churches, and those greedy pirates who kill innocent people?
At this moment, no one knows what kind of decision Charlotte has secretly made. People around her only feel that the aura around her is so cold that it makes people tremble unconsciously...
call!
After regaining her composure, Charlotte exhaled. Now she didn't want to think about it anymore. After all, today was an important day! Once she thought of those, her mother and sister, she was afraid...she was afraid that her boundless pain and hatred would completely overwhelm herself and make her go crazy!
"By the way, is the carriage ready now?"
After barely calming down, Charlotte stabilized her emotions and then began to ask some relevant specific details.
"Yes, Your Excellency the High Priest. The carriage has been prepared for a long time. Please take a look here. Take a look. Is there anything else that needs to be modified now?"
Under the guidance of Charles Herbert, Charlotte saw a luxurious carriage pulled by six white horses parked in front of a cavalry phalanx and an infantry phalanx serving as a ceremonial team. At this time, It is parked in front of two ceremonial phalanxes.
It was originally the carriage of Governor Swann's family. It is the most beautiful and luxurious one in the entire Port Royal!
Charlie Herbert not only had it carefully cleaned, but also re-coated the entire carriage with several layers of wax, and urgently decorated it with some gold ornaments to make it look shiny and even more graceful. Luxurious and extraordinary.
And behind it, there are another 20 small phalanx of cavalry serving as a ceremonial team. Each of these knights also holds a flag gun. On the gun barrel is a five-fire ball golden flag of the Flame God Sect!
"You did very well, very well!"
Charlotte looked around the carriage and found no flaws, then gave Charlie Herbert a rare compliment.
"I recognize your ability, Charlie Herbert. I remember that in the future, you will be rewarded by the religion."
Charlotte knew about this middle-aged man who had defected from a small nobleman. Although she also knew that this man was very ambitious, she wanted him to be capable, so she decided to reuse him!
Besides, they witches are about to launch a full-scale offensive against various ports in the Caribbean. At that time, various management talents will be needed to give Charlie some power, and it is not impossible to even take charge of a region.
Anyway, as long as the extraordinary power belonging to the witch is still completely in her hands, she is not afraid of these people causing trouble!
"It is my lifelong honor to serve the great cause of the Religion, Your Excellency the High Priest!"
Hearing this, Charlie Herbert was secretly happy and forced to suppress his emotions.
Then, he lowered his head, caressed his chest, and bowed to give a big salute. At this time, his face was still calm, as if he was still in an ancient well, and he did not dare to show any of his true thoughts.
When Charlie Herbert wanted to say something more, continue to flatter the other party or praise the cause of the Flame God Cult, he suddenly saw that Charlotte suddenly raised her hand and stopped her. What he was about to say made him stunned.
"Sisters, and everyone, suit up immediately and mount your horses!"
Charlotte shouted sharply at the witches behind her, and then she took the lead in taking the reins handed over by the soldier. She turned over and quickly got on her horse.
"Today, let us prepare together to welcome the leader of our Fire God Religion, the queen of our future Fire Empire, and at the same time, the true God who gives us magic and hope and walks among the mortal world - our great Fire Goddess, we Master of witches, our Lady Anne Hastur!"
After Charlotte got on her horse, she turned around, raised her arms and shouted to the witch group behind her and the other knights and soldiers of the Guardian Knights around her.
"Long live the Fire Cult!"
"Long live the Fire Empire!!"
"Long live the Fire Goddess!!!"
Looking at the enthusiastic witches and knights, Charlotte nodded, stretched out her hand to stop their cheers again, then began to turn the horse's head, leading the witches, and walked slowly towards the pier.
She could now see that their witch master's fleet had appeared above the sea level.
However, what makes Charlotte feel more puzzled is: why has it become three ships now? Three months ago, when they set out, there was obviously only one ship, the Dauntless... And, behind the last ship, it seemed like... there was something huge being dragged behind it? What is that?
