Someone actually hacked him. This must be a conspiracy between the Super Competitive Alliance and the descendants of Flor. This was simply intolerable. In order to defend his honor, he would of course not hesitate to fight the other party.
Fang immediately became angry, swiping his thick gloves from top to bottom on the light screen, and opened a virtual keyboard in front of him.
It was just that he had just put his hand on the w key and pressed the light key half a grid, but he suddenly stopped in the middle and had a new idea in his mind.
He subconsciously took his hand back, looked around furtively, then logged out and registered a vest. I opened the original post again and tried my best to praise myself below:
'It's all nonsense upstairs'
'Anyone who knows the art can see how classic this battle is. '
'I think the Gray King Fox is at this level, and that's it."
But I didn’t expect someone to reply immediately below:
"I don't think so."
Fang was immediately a little annoyed:
"Who is your Excellency?"
The other party was very generous:
"fox."
When Fang looked at the other party's ID, he almost blacked out. cthayfox was the Gray King's ID above the community.
He screamed inwardly that he was unlucky, quickly closed the light page dejectedly, and looked up with a guilty conscience.
When he raised his head, he saw a pair of bright eyes looking at him, as if a pair of brilliant sapphire Sylvados were standing in front of him, looking at him with somewhat narrow eyes.
The girl was wearing a white skirt, her long golden hair was slightly curled and held up to her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with a hint of amusement.
His square face flushed red, and smoke almost came out of his head. He stammered: "Xi, Sylvide."
Sylvester smiled, pursed her lips, and said, "Actually, I think he's handsome too."
"ah?"
The noble daughter's eyes flashed brightly: "I mean, at that time, the captain was very handsome."
Fang scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say for a moment. When he thought of his previous performance, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.
Sylvide smiled slightly and settled on this matter.
She then said: "Actually, I came to see the captain for something."
Fang was a little surprised.
"What's up?"
"Something about those people."
"those people?"
"You should call them descendants of Flor."
Fang then suddenly realized: "You mean people who are descendants of Flor, what's wrong?"
Sylvide stared into his eyes: "Has the captain thought about it too?"
"Think...what?"
"Things that happened when I was in Idos."
Fang was startled in his heart. Why would a descendant of Flor know the secret between the Wanderer and Eve? This was also an unsolved mystery in his heart.
There were only a few witnesses before and after this incident, namely Eve, Nicol Bolas, Shujod, Karatu, Donde and the Wanderer himself.
There are also some people who participated in it but only know part of the truth. For example, the Great Elder and the Archon of Idos, Garcia, personally experienced the 'Dragon Witch Disaster', but did not survive the disaster and did not know what happened next. .
Or a certain dwarf hero who stole the Dragon's Gold, as well as the Wanderer's nephew, Karatu's cousin El Tot. These people only joined the team of Shujod and Karatu later, and only know the second half of the truth. .
Most of these people are no longer alive.
And there are still a few people alive in the form of undead, and they may not know that Karatu and Shuyode finally sealed the soul of the Dragon King in Idus.
The remaining people who know, whether it is Eve, Shujod's descendants, Karatu, Donde, or the Wanderer himself, are unlikely to spread this secret.
His own clue came from Mazak, but the owner of 'Traveler's Rest' also didn't tell him the whole truth. The facts about the Dragon King's Soul were investigated step by step by himself.
Where did the descendants of Flor learn all this?
The only thing he suspected was that the descendants of Flor were colluding with Nicol Bolas. Although it sounded a bit sensational for the Chosen Guild to collude with the Dark Dragon, after experiencing so much, he could not completely rule it out now. This is a possibility.
It's just that this idea is still a conjecture. Although he is not worried about wrongly accusing the descendants of Flor or anything else, if he rashly uses a possibility as a factual inference, he may lead himself astray.
thus ignoring the real truth.
After thinking for a while, he told Sylvide his thoughts.
The noble daughter listened attentively, without commenting, just raised her long eyelashes and looked at him with light blue eyes. "The descendants of Flor are also looking for relics."
"What?"
She glanced at the back of his hand and said, "Hailin Crown."
Fang thought for a moment, but still didn't quite understand: "I know this, but what is the connection between the two?"
Sylvide said softly:
"Master Captain, the Wanderer is also looking for the holy object."
"I don't understand this even more, Sylvide. Now almost all guilds are looking for the whereabouts of the Holy Grail or other holy objects. What exactly do you want to tell me?"
The ship officer couldn't help but smile. Sometimes she, the captain, was very shrewd, and sometimes she was horribly confused. But it is at this time that she needs to play her role.
She spoke softly and reminded:
"Captain, I just want to say that there may be potentially similar logic behind the same action trajectory.
Just like when we were dealing with the 'Dragon Witch', it was almost inevitable that we would meet the Wanderer in the end. Naturally, it is possible for us to bump into 'those people', and we may even have met them early. "
Fang was confused when he heard it.
He shook his head and said, "I still don't understand what you mean."
Sylvide smiled and said very patiently: "The captain has not forgotten my purpose, has he?"
"Building the Seven Seas Traveler...no, it should be said to be looking for your father..."
Sylvide nodded slightly:
"My father disappeared while searching for the entrance to the third world, so I studied the notes he left in order to find clues related to it. From the notes and documents, I discovered the holy scriptures left by the elves of Numelin. The object may be related to the third world, so I embarked on the journey to find the seven obelisks."
She looked at Fang with a running gaze and replied: "After that, I hired some people, including Miss Attila's brother. You know what happened after that, Captain."
Fang then gradually understood: "You mean... to trick Miss Attila's brother into traveling to Traveler's Swamp, but the murderer who killed them might also be a descendant of Flo?"
But he already thought that the man behind the scenes was the Wanderer, and he couldn't help but couldn't believe it for a while: "But Miss Etila's brother was deprived of the Starlight before he died. This is an ability that only the Wanderer has, isn't it?"
"Just relying on 'can capture the starlight' as evidence may not be that reliable," Sylvide shook his head: "Unless the captain can be sure that this is his unique ability in this world, but the fact is Is that so? I remember that the dark dragon also has such an ability."
Fang couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Or rather, the Wanderer's ability to do so originally came from Dragon King Lifgard. But besides Dragon King Lifgard, there is another dark dragon in this world.
Nicol Bolas.
He looked at Sylvide and asked subconsciously: "Sylvid, are you sure?"
But the ship officer smiled and did not dwell on this issue: "Of course I can't be sure, but I just provide the captain with a possibility."
Fang listened and looked at her suspiciously. In his impression, Sylvide was not the kind of person who was aimless. The other party must have meant something when he brought this up.
He thought for a moment and then asked: "...is there any other reason?"
There was a faint, insightful light in Sylvester's eyes: "Does the captain really think that those sand bandits who trade with slave merchants are related to the Dragon Worship Cult?"
Fang couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.
The path leading to the dark cellar is paved with gray stone.
Like a long gray tongue hanging out, hanging down into the abyss. Then it followed the circular stone wall and circled several times. The light of the torch gradually reflected the uneven appearance of the stone wall.
Every once in a while, there is a rusty iron base for holding torches, but it is bare and has not been used for an unknown period of time.
Fang frowned and looked at this place.
The middle-aged craftsman saw his expression and explained to him in a low voice:
"Placing him in this place is mainly for safety. After experiencing an attack on the way to escort him, Her Royal Highness no longer trusts anyone, including those around her."
He raised his head and looked around: "But in this place, no one can get close unless they attack by force. Abed and I are mainly responsible for delivering food. Even the personal guards of Her Royal Highness the Princess can do it without a warrant." Under certain circumstances, we can only guard outside."
Fang understood, but there were still doubts in his heart.
The eldest daughter of the majestic King of Sands, Babartan, had to go through so much trouble to even protect an escaped slave. This sounds a little unusual.
He couldn't help but look back at the noble daughter behind him.
One day ago, the other party just analyzed this task to him.
And now it seems that it does mean something like this
Behind them were Attila and Red.
Before they came here, they talked to the latter two about their previous speculations, but the big cat man was noncommittal. After Miss Elf heard about her brother, she inevitably seemed a little hesitant.
After all, things that were originally certain have now become confusing again, which is indeed a bit confusing.
However, he comforted the other party that the unjust victims in the Traveler Swamp that day, including her brother, needed a true explanation rather than a designated murderer.
Wanderers are indeed not good people, but they are not necessarily murderers.
Atila accepted his statement.
But Fang understood that Miss Elf might not really be trustworthy, she just trusted him unconditionally.
But what Sylvide said at the time did make sense.
When the Wanderer was in that situation in Idos, would he really be able to let the Blood Shark Pirates know his whereabouts?
Given that the other party is selfish and suspicious, and does not easily trust outsiders, even if he is not worried about the Blood Shark Pirates harboring other intentions, he must at least consider:
Will the other party betray him to Pudra's group?
Based on the wanderer's usual habits, he would probably wait until he had recovered to a certain level of strength before reconnecting with his subordinates.
The opponent has almost endless time. Would a so-called "immortal" be in such a hurry to regroup after a defeat?
I'm afraid not necessarily.
And the other party knew very well that Karatu and Tang De were in Istania.
Would he really expose his intentions and whereabouts so easily?
Sylvester gave him several examples.
After the failure of the Dragon Witch incident
After the failure of Project Dolifin
The other party is all dormant, waiting for a better opportunity to take action; and the interval between this is at least ten years, or even decades.
From this it can be seen that this wanderer is obviously not an impatient person.
Secondly, after the Blood Shark Air Pirates experienced failure in Idos, they immediately sold slaves to slave traders in Istania.
Also suspicious
What's the motivation for doing this?
Could it be that the Blood Shark Air Pirates are short of money and urgently need this transaction to make up for their losses?
Well, even Fang does not rule out the possibility.
But just as Sylvide said, in this way, the actions of the famous sand bandit were a bit unbelievable.
Assuming that the Sand Bandits are also a secret move of the Wanderers, then after they obtain these Abyssal Scrolls, would it be better to directly transfer the Abyssal Scrolls to the Blood Shark Air Pirates?
Of course, it can also be said that it may be reasonable to cover up the Abyssal Scroll as ordinary goods and then legally transport it out of Tansnir through the hands of merchants.
The problem is, the slave trade is not legal in Istania itself. Wouldn't this be doubly eye-catching?
So if you think about it carefully, this answer seems to be full of contradictions.
"But those slaves are undoubtedly from the plunder of the Blood Shark Air Pirates, aren't they?" He asked his ship stewardess at that time.
But Sylvide just smiled slightly and said: "That's not necessarily the case."
"how?"
"We all know that the Blood Shark Pirates robbed these slave workers, which is true," she answered logically: "But are the Blood Shark Pirates the only ones who have these slave workers?"
"You mean..."
Sylvide smiled at that time: "This is exactly why I asked the captain that question before."
Fang's eyes widened: "Wait a minute, Sylvide, you are saying that the descendants of Flor are secretly conducting slave trade..."
He was almost speechless.
This nature is simply ten times worse than colluding with the Dragon Worship Cult.
As modern people, do these people have a bottom line when they participate in such a sinful slave trade? And what are they planning? Trade, make money?
As a human on Earth, the real gold and silver in Aitalia are actually of little significance. What the big guilds pursue is higher-end profits
Of course, it's not completely useless, but compared to the risk of scandal exposure that the descendants of Flor will face once exposed.
This benefit is barely worth mentioning.
The other party has no reason to do such a useless thing.
But Sylvester told him something else.
"You think of people too simply, Captain. Why can't the slave trade be banned in Istania? Why are the princes and nobles of Istania unanimously opposed to Princess Rupert and the King of Sand Barbartan? "
She replied in a perceptive tone: "This is because of necessity. The nobles may not be slave traders themselves, nor do they rely on the slave trade to maintain their economic status. But they have long been accustomed to a life of being guarded by groups of slaves. , their plantations, manors, and workshops also need a large number of slaves to work, and this is even more related to their economic interests and status."
"So," Miss Ship Officer concluded: "With these needs and secret encouragement from the top, and even cover, the slave trade in Istania cannot be easily banned."
"And you imagine, Captain," she said with a slight smile: "What good will this do to the descendants of Flor?"
Fang took a breath.
The descendants of Flor indeed have no need for Etalia's mortal wealth.
But if they could bribe the princes, nobles and local forces of Istania, they would definitely do such a thing. Everything that happened in the southern border and in the transactions between the prime minister and his party had already shown this point.
Under the attack of the Penelope royal family, although the slave trade in Istania was not banned, it was at least greatly affected.
The specific manifestation is that the source of slaves, which was once easily available, has now become rare and expensive after going underground.
So under such circumstances, these 'slave workers' in the hands of the descendants of Flor have naturally become a sought-after resource.
They can change hands and give these slaves to local nobles of all sizes in Istania, and after that, they can also put the responsibility on the Blood Shark Air Pirates. This is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Under such circumstances, would a person of Flor's descent choose to do such a thing?
Although it was difficult for Fang to accept it, the answer in his heart was yes.
"We have to expose this," he said a little angrily, having slightly changed his mind about what the descendants of Flor had done in Idos.
Because no matter what, the other party also rescued the slaves robbed by the blood shark air pirates.
But I didn't expect that the other party would do such a dirty thing in private.
Unexpectedly, Sylvide shook her head: "Captain, I suggest you not tell your military about this matter yet."
Fang was very puzzled: "Why?"
"Because you can't provide evidence."
"Can't we testify against those slaves after we rescue them?"
Sylvide sighed, shook her head and said: "Even if we are really able to rescue those slaves, I'm afraid they will only testify against the Blood Shark Air Pirates..."
Fang was speechless for a moment: "They have eyes, don't they know who sold them to the slave traders?"
"Master Captain, they are enslaved by the Blood Shark Pirates. Do you think people descended from Flor will reveal their identities in front of these people?"
The ship officer continued softly: "I think the descendants of Flor have indeed freed some slaves. But the remaining people have been kept in the dark from beginning to end. They don't even know their own The 'master' has changed his identity."
Fang couldn't help but open his mouth wide and look at her.
"And all this is just our speculation at the moment," Sylvide added: "I just reminded the captain that there is such a possibility."
"This possibility...?"
"That is, behind those slave traders, behind the famous sand bandit, may not be the Dragon Worshipers, but from another party."
Sylvide looked at him and answered word by word: "I'm worried that the captain will miss the correct judgment because of his preconceived ideas."
Only then did Fang understand what his ship officer lady meant.
He thought for a moment before nodding seriously.
While they were reminiscing, the middle-aged craftsman took them to the end of the cellar.
The other party turned around and told them:
"Everyone, we're here."
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