Alien Knights

Twenty-four hours after the escape, Ulster Palace.

Fogar stared at the map on the table, his eyebrows were tangled together, and he shook his head while sighing.

Just yesterday, the most serious defection incident of gladiators in the history occurred in the royal city, involving more than 370 people. The most terrible thing is that these people took advantage of the celebration day to pretend to be corpses under the king's eyes and escaped from the city.

Just when Fogar was still wondering how the gang of slaves managed to escape through many checkpoints, the commander of the search team rushed in.

"How is it? Have you found any traces of those people?" Fogar looked at the other party and asked expectantly.

The commander took a deep breath and shook his head in frustration: "Wangcheng is 50 kilometers to the south, we have searched all over, and there is no trace of the fugitive!"

Fogar asked again: "What about the passes and outposts on the border? Do they have any news?"

The depressed expression on the commander's face made Fogar sigh with a headache: "There are old people and children among these fugitives. Logically speaking, they can't walk fast at all. Why did they disappear inexplicably?!"

The commander of the search team glanced deep into the palace and lowered his voice: "The king still hasn't got out of bed?"

Fogal glanced at him and said in a low voice: "The king is in a state of illness and is recuperating. Why are you asking this?"

"I heard that because of the last gladiatorial fight yesterday, some nobles in the royal city are planning to jointly protest to the king."

"protest?"

"It seems that many relatives and friends of the nobles were locked up in the stands yesterday and almost died at the mouth of war beasts." The commander moved closer, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear: "I also heard that many people visited Mr. Fergus privately, saying that they wanted to clean up the treacherous people around the king together."

Fogar's body trembled, he was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Got it..."

After the visitor walked away, Fogar slowly put away the map on the table, looked at the empty meeting hall, and fell into deep thought.

At the same time, at the mooring pier of the ancient city, a unique and brand-new two-masted cargo ship quietly parked beside the plank road near the sea.

A few merchants dressed as Southern Empires and the wharf officials were counting the slaves on board while haggling over the price.

From the outside, it looks like a very common slave ship.

But when you walk into the cabin below the deck, you can see a completely different scene.

Hundreds of fully armed gladiators were waiting in the cabin to busy themselves with the tasks at hand, and they would listen to the movement outside the cabin from time to time.

In the captain's cabin in the back cabin, two women sat on both sides of the table, talking in a low voice.

"You mean, this ship is mine?" Aisha turned over and looked at the gold-plated document in her hand, and whispered the name of the new ship - Black Pearl.

Rachel, who was wearing a loose nun's robe, picked up a special product of Ulster - the snake fruit, put it into her mouth and chewed it slowly, correcting the mistakes in Aisha's words: "The Black Pearl is not yours yet, and Muxi Kingdom just signed an agreement with you. You will be the captain of this ship and complete the relevant tasks assigned by the kingdom. After three years, this ship will belong to you."

"After three years, the boat will belong to me? How do I know that you are not lying to me?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at Aisha, and pointed to the document in the other party's hand: "The official document of the Muxi Kingdom, His Majesty's autograph, and the fake king's seal, what are you worried about?"

"What do you want me to do in these three years?"

"You should have seen this ship. Although it can be used as an armed ship after some modification, the original intention of the design is still for trade. So, don't worry, Muxi Kingdom only needs you to use this ship to complete some transportation tasks. Of course, when the kingdom does not issue tasks, you can also use this ship yourself. As long as what you do does not conflict with Muxi Kingdom's interests, we will not stop it."

Seeing that Aisha lowered her head and said nothing, Rachel stood up from the chair, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, since you have no problem, then get ready, we will set sail soon."

Rachel turned around, pushed open the door, and was about to leave when a voice behind her made her stop.

"Mr. Derek...is he all right?"

Turning around slowly, Rachel saw a face pretending to be strong.

"He has returned to Muxi City, and the king has a new task for him."

"Is it... that's good."

Rachel paused for a while, then suddenly asked Ayesha: "I have a question to ask you, if what you have in front of you is a relationship that will never come to fruition, what would you do?"

"no result?"

Ayisha's different-colored eyes ignited a nameless flame, and her words carried her unique personality and publicity: "Whether my relationship will bear fruit or not, it's not up to others to decide!"

Rachel tilted her head and thought for a while, and when she looked at the other party again, a trace of incomprehensible emotion flickered in her eyes: "Aisha, sometimes, I really envy you."

"By the way, the reason why this ship was named the 'Black Pearl' was also the result of Mr. Derek's request to His Majesty the King."

Leaving this sentence behind, Rachel walked out of the hatch, leaving Aisha alone in a daze.

Raising the anchor and raising the sails, the "Black Pearl" broke through the waves and slowly sailed away from the harbor of the Kingdom of Ulster.

Todd stood at the bow of the boat, looked back at the land that was getting farther and farther behind him, enjoying the feeling of the cold sea breeze blowing over his face, and a comfortable breath flowed through his entire chest.

As the speed of the boat became faster and faster, the expressions of the people on board became more and more relaxed. Some people cheered loudly towards the sea, some hugged each other and washed their faces with tears, and some knelt down and prayed silently to the sky.

Rachel walked up the steps and came to the deck at the bow, and immediately saw Todd watching the sea.

Just when she was about to speak, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure standing beside Todd - Deirdre.

Walking to Todd's side, Rachel coughed intentionally, and then said with an emphatic tone: "Master Boyle, there are some things we need to talk about."

Todd turned his head and looked at Rachel with a puzzled face. The latter turned his head towards Deirdre, which made the former suddenly realize.

"Oh, good." Todd stepped off the bow and followed Rachel to an empty corner, completely oblivious to Deirdre's distressed expression.

Seeing that there was no one around, Rachel moved closer to Todd, looking as if she was snuggling into Todd's arms.

"This boat, are you still going to take them to the Froststone camp?"

Todd nodded, and later he looked at Rachel who was almost pressed against his chest, frowned and said, "That's right, but do we have to get so close?"

Looking at Deirdre's resentful appearance not far away, Rachel smiled and said, "You don't understand now, but you will definitely thank me in the future."