1585 An Incoming Storm
Landon chuckled, pointing at a very tiny canoe below.
Eh? When did that get there?
"Don't worry. With my strength, I can row farther in that small ship than you can imagine. Tis' how I snuck into the pirate ships in the first place."
This...
Everyone didn't know what to say.
It was the first time they met someone who didn't play according to common sense.
Artemis thinned his lips, looking at the masked man. "Savior...I know it seems abrupt, but I need your help."
Bullseye!
Artemis didn't even know he was along with Landon's strategy.
It was always good to let one think it was their 'idea.'
This way, things would be a whole lot easier.
Good.
Landon listened to their issues, acting like this was his first time hearing them.
He was a good listener till the end.
"No problem. I agree. My monarch would be more than pleased to assist you. We have a world organization called the United Nations for world peace and prosperity. So how can we turn a blind eye to your concerns?"
Everyone was beaming the more they listened to Landon's words.
"All you need to do is sail towards Baymard's party, following the instructions I laid out for you. I will inform my monarch. And I guarantee you that in no more than 3 weeks, we will meet at sea. From there, we'll head to Omania together!"
Everyone had no choice but to believe, watching him jump on the tiny canoe and row out like a boggle.
His speed was too incredible. And in a blink of an eye, he vanished.
Everyone stared at the night seas deeply.
Gone.
Alright... It's time for them to prepare and set sail just as instructed.
In 3 weeks, they hope they won't be met with disappointment.
In ordinary times, they wouldn't be so trusting to sail toward the direction their savior pointed.
But now, they were stranded at the edge of the world. From what their savior said and what the freed slaves also mentioned, it seems the pirates were roaming these parts too.
Hey... It wasn't their first time seeing pirates since the waters they also sailed had such people.
But maybe because it was in their bubble, the pirates acted accordingly, only requesting certain toll fees.
There were always many ships sailing about in the bubble. So the pirates had to behave slightly, lest another sailing fleet of Omanians steps forward to help.
But now that they were out here, far away from their safe zone, these pirates began feeling itchy.
They also got to learn that these waters were more vast than what their bubble had.
So with many pirate checkpoints, they had no choice but to believe Landon and meet up with him 3 weeks later.
Provided they sailed in the direction he showed, they would definitely meet soon.
Of course, for backup, Landon had placed a tracker on Artemis.
Everyone watched the marked guard leave, rowing and disappearing into the night in a blink of an eye.
Phew~
Landon quickly took off his mask and wig before stomping his canoe.
Break!
Water flooded in like crazy, and the boat began to sink.
And the next moment, the figure standing in the boat vanished like a ghostly sport in the night.
If sailors saw this, they would describe the occurrence as such.
F***!
They just saw the ghost of the famous Captain Toothless.
(°Ï€°)
....
~Whoosh!
Landon appeared in an empty bathroom stall, curry of the system.
Hell.
It would be awkward if he appeared in one with another person in it, no?
Landon flushed the toilet, calmly stepped out, washed his hands, nodded, and exited the scene amidst the jaw-dropping gazes of several soldiers, primarily recruits.
Was that his majesty?
'I think it really was, his majesty.'
Many froze, disbelieving that they had seen their idol in a bathroom used mainly by recruits since it was close to their residence.
Someone circled the bathroom, still not believing.
And then, he raised his hands to call for silence as though they were all in some cult meeting.
"Men... These are holy grounds."
Vrmmmmmm~
Landon was back in his vehicle, leaning the barracks and heading home.
It was already 11 P.M.
He had not only missed her but had probably missed several calls too.
But since his vehicle was in the barracks, many knew he should be there doing something urgent if he hadn't responded till now.
He got back to see Lucy 'waiting' up for him on their couch.
She was focused on several documents while having reading glasses on and a cup of tea on the side.
"You're back!!"
Her smile was so warm it could melt a frozen popsicle.
"Hmmm... I'm back."
She hurriedly closed her folders and higher him deeply.
The 2 didn't need to say a thing but tactfully smiled.
They have been together for so long and have understood each other's nature.
Landon rushed to take a bath while she calmly collected her documents by the couch before keeping them safe in her bedside drawer.
Though Palace security was tight and very secure, there was no room for laxity on her part.
So it was better to lock these documents up than to be sorry when someone breaks in and steals them.
Both people were exhausted, deciding not to do any adult gymnastics.
They hugged and cuddled, saying sweet words before drowning in the sea of slumber.
Tomorrow was yet another busy day for the duo.
Zzzzzz~
Night, night.
Light's out.
Baymard was quiet and peaceful as the night breezed by.
But far away from them, another dark force arrived at Arcadina's shores.
The fleets were massive in number, all led by a dashing young man with looks that could make many breathless.
The man squinted his eyes playfully.
"We haven't heard a word since last... It's weird... Tell the men to stop. We'll be going in batches towards the capital."
The young man commanded, with his hands secured behind his back.
The man smiled underneath his mask, looking forward to his encounter in the capital.
He knew something was wrong.
But what of it?
The corner of the man's lips raised slightly.
'Cousin... It's time to see what you're made of.'
For Arcadina's throne, he was going to go all out!
