"Bang!"

"Hahaha!"

In the crowded tavern, the dim lights swayed, and the wine bottles were flying in the air, either landing or hitting the wall.

The broken sounds mixed with the shouts of the fighting crowd, one after another.

The bards played the accordion, and some played the guitar. They shuttled between the wine tables, looking for customers who wanted to listen to the story.

"How are these singing? They seem to know a lot."

At this time, Frara, who was covered in a black hooded windbreaker, looked curiously at John sitting in front of him.

Unlike Frara's black, John is wearing a green robe, like a wandering green forest ranger.

“It will be exposed.”

"They may know some clues about Sigrian, but it's not good for us to ask for it on our own initiative."

“The main thing is those stories,” John said, “I’ve heard it.”

"when?"

"I was on the boat last night," said John, "I was inquiring about these with a few talking people."

Frara was a little embarrassed because at that time, she seemed to be collecting information, but her efficiency was far less than that of John.

"It's okay, everyone has their own strengths."

John knew that the tree elves had a simple personality and were not suitable for being a spy.

"Sigrian..."

"We're not here to find out what he's going to do."

John's goal was very clear, that is, to know Segrian's itinerary and how long it would take to know Saudi death: "The troops under the Lord of Miracle are hidden very deeply and will not be exposed easily, so it is difficult for us to find out this part."

"and……"

John made Frara alert: "Sigrian's strength is unknown, we cannot approach it rashly, in case he noticed it."

Although the old uncle said that the miracle power under the command of different miracle masters is difficult to detect.

But there is no big mistake in being careful. John is clever and very cautious, so he was sent here by Bai Luo to find out the news.

"Bang!"

As the two were talking, a fat man in ragged clothes and disheveled face was thrown from the second floor and fell directly to the side of the long table in front of John and Frara.

“…”

The two looked at each other and were speechless at this pirate paradise known as the capital of freedom.

What is the shipwreck island of Ogsel and the gold-sweeping cave that makes people dream of is all bullshit.

Compared with their island of Arton, nothing is true.

"Chaos, scattered, dirty, rotten..."

"Can a place like this really live in people?"

As a tree elf, Frara, although she is a blonde girl about fifteen years old, not long ago, she was actually an innocent, cute and innocent little loli.

"I hate it here."

Tree elves like forests, but here, not to mention a flower, there is not even a single grass.

“It’s really uncomfortable.”

John is not very old. He is only 14 years old now and is actually just a boy.

However, John was well developed, nearly 1.7 meters tall, and with special ventriloquism, it would be no problem to deceive ordinary people.

"Boom!!!"

And at this moment, the bar suddenly shaking.

"What's going on?"

“…”

The sudden change made everyone, including John and Frara, quiet.

Shipwreck Island is actually not an island, but an extremely huge ship that is stranded here.

No one knows where the ship comes from, but only knows that it hits here and breaks into three parts: the bow, the hull and the stern.

Someone once measured it and found that the hull of the ship was at least 20 kilometers.

Ogsel sent people to repair the ship, reconnect the three parts, and transformed the interior, deck and other areas of the ship, turning it into this magnificent maritime city.

But now, the entire ship was shaking and trembling inexplicably. What was going on?

"John."

"Um?"

Frara whispered to John: "It is the power of miracles, and it is a very huge power of miracles."

The power of miracles is not so easy to perceive.

If the other party converges or even hides his aura, even if the strength is huge, he can still hide it.

However, the miracle power that Frara felt was at least several kilometers away from them.

At such a distance, it can be transmitted to this side and sensed by Frara.

"So far away, there is such power..."

It is hard to imagine how terrible the guy who exuded the power of miracles was.

"Could it be..."

A name popped up in both of them: "Sigrian!"

"Sigrian, calm down!"

In the empty room, countless objects made of gold shine under the light.

But these things were broken like glass at this time, leaving behind residue on the ground, and even the walls and the ground were covered with cracks.

Here, the Morgan faction led by Sigrian, the Ogsel faction led by Wolves, and the Blue Principality Supervisory Association led by Coral are having a fierce debate over the ownership of a certain strait.

"Is it me who wants to calm down?"

Sighrien stared at the evil wolf ahead, a burly black knight.

"You only discovered something obvious?"

The evil wolf said as he reached out to the wine glass on the table, and saw a gloomy and cold air overflowing, immediately making the original hot wine cold.

"Guru, Guru."

The evil wolf drank the wine and said calmly: "The Cross is mine, and you can't take it."

"Bang!!"

Sigrian punched the whole table and the whole table was smashed to pieces. He angrily shouted: "Evil Wolf, do you want to start a war with me?"

"If the rest of your brothers are here, I naturally have no confidence to defeat them."

"But if you want to fight, I, the evil wolf, don't mind being with you to the end!"

The evil wolf's look of 'I just look down on you' made Sigrian extremely angry and Christine was very uneasy: "Please calm down, two..."

"I have no interest in mortal things."

The evil wolf said: "Even if the war starts, it will not affect them."

"Choose a place."

In a word, Christine's words were blocked, and the evil wolf looked at Segrian and handed over the right to choose the battlefield to him.

The Wolf doesn't care where the battlefield is, he has the confidence to defeat Sigrian anyway.

"Mr. Wolf!"

Just when Christine was at a loss, Coral said: "If you start a war, according to the Four Seas Agreement, we Blue are qualified to interfere."

"Are the two pirate kings ready to start a war with Azura? Please think carefully."

“…”

Both Wolf and Sigrian were silent for a while. Sigrian sat down, and Wolf smiled at Coral and said, "Little girl, can you represent Blue?"

"I can."

Christine spoke in time: "If the two want to start a war, they must first obtain the consent of the two pirate kings."
Chapter completed!