Chapter 10: The Education of the Saint (Part 1)

Caesar didn't care about this situation at all. He was very skilled and brave. He wanted to go out, but at this level he couldn't stop him. These humans were not his opponents.

"Okay, you've scared me. This little guy may have just entered the industry. Unfortunately, he has a bad life."

Everyone was also sad. These days, they were desperate and had to embark on this road of no return. Who wouldn't want their wives and children to be warm? How many of them are born cruel and insist on becoming pirates?

"No, we can't just die like this, we have to think of a way!" A pirate tried his best to break free from the rope, but he found that he was very confident in his strength, but unfortunately the rope did not move at all.

The craftsman was obviously very knowledgeable, "You don't have to work hard. This is a beef tendon rope that has been soaked in petroleum, and it is a dead knot, and it is difficult to cut with a knife. It's great. This thing is very expensive and not everyone can match it with such a rope."

This sentence is equivalent to eliminating the only hope. The rope is second. Those who can use this rope in such batches and sit on Titania No. 2 are not something they can fight against, and going out is a dead end.

Are you just waiting to die like this? The pirates are not willing to accept it.

Caesar slowly approached the craftsman, and he wanted to know something about the Cagliari royal family. The necklace Marton said it was his. Since it was his, it means that his life experience should be related to the Cagliari royal family, but the necklace has been given to Alina, and it is impossible to refer to it now. Maybe he is also a slave to the royal family, or maybe it is the result of intermarriage between the sea tribe and humans?

For a moment, Caesar also made random guesses.

"His Highness, the Lord's glory is everywhere. As you can see, we have successfully repelled the attacks of pirates and pirates, and captured the surviving pirates, and once they dock, they will use their heads to pay homage to the great landlords."

"Your Excellency. The Lord is kind. What he needs is not blood but the loyalty of his servants. Pirates are also the Lord's servants. I will influence them."

A young woman was sitting in the chief, behind him was a row of tall knights wearing silver armor. If you look closely, you would definitely be scary. These exquisite armors were actually made of Mithril, which was a joke when it was spread.

Mithril, what an expensive metal, the favorite of alchemists is actually made into armor. Any alchemist will vomit blood when they see it. It is really a waste.

But if you know the identities of these people, you will take it for granted, because they are the Holy See knights of the God Moon Sect, the largest sect in the Mayan continent. The horror of these people is definitely not on their expensive armor.

It turns out that the Divine Moon Cult is just a small church, but after the Divine Moon arrives, this guy became the largest Mayan church in one fell swoop, and believers are spread throughout the countries on the mainland. Of course, the reason why these countries allow this guy to develop.

It is because they advocated the royal power, not the church power, and it really played a very important role in accelerating morale in the War of the Divine Moon.

But the war was over and some things were a bit deteriorating.

Politics is too complicated. Pope Divine Moon has not had a good relationship with various empires in recent years, but no one is willing to break up first. This time, the Saint's visit to Cagliari is also a purpose, and Cagliari also took this opportunity to warn the pope that the power of their Cagliari kingdom is extraordinary.

Of course, Prince Marty was still full of admiration for the old man of the Pope. He really didn't know where to find such a little angel to be a saint. He had seen many beautiful women.

The saint in front of him had no flaws on his body, and even his personality was simply untainted. In the eyes of devout believers, the saint is perfect and cannot be blasphemed. But in front of his unpraitful eyes, he is like a little lamb who wants to pounce on and train well at first sight. What is the scene under his snow-white skin?

Of course, the fat Prince Marty's mind was not filled with fat. The face was always filled with that kind of pious smile. He would be moved by that kind of sincerity even after seeing it himself.

"His Majesty's heart is indeed as broad as the sea, yes. Pirates are also the Lord's servant, and I hope the Lord can forgive their sins."

Marty quietly admired the saint's figure. It would be great if grandma could open it. This identity alone was exciting enough. Before he knew it, he actually had some impulse.

The dead girl who didn't know that the sky was high and the earth actually wanted to influence the pirates. Those desperate people killed them completely, of course, they didn't care about their own affairs. This is his local Youming.

The Saint stood up, and the twenty knights around him divided into two rows to separate everyone. Even Marty was the same. The Divine Moon Knight did not allow anyone to approach the Saint without permission. Each Divine Moon Knight is a loyal faction in the church. Marty knew that it would be easier to get something from these guys than to talk about love with pirates.

The craftsmen did not have the fear of death. They might have become numb and were used to life and death. Instead, they told Caesar about Cagliari and also passed on the dull feeling. The other pirates were just talking and talking. After such a fuss, they did not feel like a prisoner, and they were also enjoying the pain.

But Caesar did not get any useful information, but was even more disappointed, because the sign was very common among the royal nobles of Cagliari. Just one sign could not explain anything at all. After a while, you had to find Marton to know his true identity.

He really wanted to meet his parents and asked them why they abandoned him. He had never mentioned this question in front of Marton, but his heart had been circling for a long time. He thought that it must be his parents who abandoned him, and the reason was probably that he was a sea clan.

But to be honest, in addition to being able to live freely under the sea, Caesar is more like a human being. Of course, he may have other reasons for living under the sea for a long time. Caesar's black hair shines with very beautiful blue light.

"Hey, pigs, come out. Your life is so good. The blessings you have been cultivated in eight lifetimes. Your Majesty wants to summon you. I will be honest with you. Once you have done it, your life will be saved. Anyone who is not eyed dares to be evil, just wait to feed the demon shark. Come out quickly!”

As the guards shouted, the pirates stumbled out and could see the night sky on the sea again. Breathing a few breaths of fresh air was like a rebirth for them. Caesar hid in the crowd and should have a chance to escape. Anyway, he could not get useful information here, and he felt more powerful on the boat and had to find a suitable opportunity to escape.
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