Fame Across the Seven Seas

On the other side, the incident that cost the Whiteport garrison commander his head had occurred. Redbeard's pirates had successfully broken through the blockade and returned to the harbor. The Whiteport guards could only watch as the boarding pirates swaggered before them.

On the ship, a pirate was flicking off the Whiteport guards with contempt when an arrow suddenly shot into his forehead. Seeing the body fall straight down, the surrounding pirates dared not show off anymore and scattered, hiding themselves.

Although the Redbeard Pirate Group lost a third of their men in this raid, there was a wave of cheers and laughter on the ship. Led by Redbeard, the pirates raised their wine glasses and drank heartily.

The pirates didn't care about the lives of their companions at all. In fact, they wished fewer people would split the treasure. The treasure obtained from raiding Whiteport this time was not necessarily more than what they would get from a large merchant fleet, as their time was limited and they couldn't plunder extensively.

But the fame it brought was something far beyond robbing merchant ships. The Redbeard Pirate Group was destined to be recorded in history, their deeds forever etched in the Pirate Code. Redbeard himself, by this single act, became the biggest pirate in these waters. In just one year, he had grown into a Pirate King with dozens of ships and thousands of crew members.

The ports of various kingdoms suffered as a result. Countless pirates who aspired to make a name for themselves rushed to emulate Redbeard by attacking the ports of various kingdoms. Although none of them succeeded, they caused considerable disruption to the ports. The most direct impact was the decrease in the number of merchant ships traveling to and from them. This forced various countries to expand their navies and conduct a major cleanup of the nearby seas.

This was all in the past, so let's not dwell on it for now. Compared to the singing, dancing, and joyful laughter on Redbeard's ship, the generals of the Whiteport Garrison were all grim-faced. Especially the officer in charge of the garrison's food, who looked as if he were already dead.

Upon inspection, it was discovered that a large dose of sleeping drug had been administered to the port garrison's food, which was why hundreds of guards at the port had not yet woken up.

While the officers in the Whiteport Garrison were engaged in heated discussions and blaming each other, a team of Whiteport guards finally arrived at the inn just as Ronan and his companions were about to finish their meal.

Ronan couldn't help but inwardly complain about their speed. The Whiteport officer who pushed open the door saw the numerous corpses piled in the corner and Ronan and his group eating and drinking. His expression changed, and just as he was about to draw his sword to say something, he saw the document Thursma handed him.

After reading the document, the officer's sweat was about to break out. He couldn't help but think about how many incidents had happened tonight: first the pirates raiding the treasury and several merchant encampments, and then the Xinteland envoy being attacked.

"Some of the people who attacked us escaped. We hope you can catch them," Thursma said calmly to the Whiteport officer.

"Alright, I will definitely investigate the situation!" After that, he waved to his subordinates to carry away the corpses and left.

After eating and drinking their fill, Ronan and his group returned to rest. There was still some time before dawn, and if they didn't rest well, the journey tomorrow would be difficult.

Watching Ronan constantly telling jokes to make Daisy laugh at the dinner table, Thursma's expression grew increasingly grim. But in the end, he said nothing, merely returning to sleep with his equally silent teammates. They had been waiting in their armor in their rooms, and they were also very tired.

The night passed without incident. In the early morning, the team moved out again. Those with more serious injuries rode in carriages, while those with lighter injuries rode horses themselves.

The elves led the way, Ronan's subordinates protected the rear, and the carriages were in the middle. With no one in pursuit, the team could move at a leisurely pace, resting whenever they felt tired.

A few days later, the team finally crossed the national border and arrived at the southern fortress of Xinteland—Tree Wall.

With Thursma and the others leading the way, the team passed through the fortress without any hindrance. After entering Xinteland, Daisy also removed her magical artifact used for disguise—the Lie.

This was the first time Ronan had seen Daisy's true appearance. He had to admit that he, who considered himself to have seen countless artificial beauties, was slightly stunned.

The small freckles on her face disappeared, her skin became smoother and fairer, and her ears became pointed. When Ronan lightly pinched Daisy, she trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

Her facial features had only changed slightly, but the overall impression was vastly different, as if a girl with good looks had suddenly put on heavy makeup, making people's eyes light up.

Daisy was just her human name; her real name was Sibella Silvermoon. However, she still asked Ronan to call her Daisy, as she had used that name for over forty years.

That's right, although Daisy looked like a minor girl and had a pure personality, her actual age was more than double Ronan's. If converted to human years, she was about 17 years old.

After another long journey, passing through several Xinteland towns, Ronan and his group were finally approaching the capital of Xinteland—Teldrasil.

Along the way, Ronan noticed many things he hadn't seen before. His previous self had never been to Xinteland either. Moreover, Ronan found that there were many Slovaks in Xinteland.

Ronan immediately turned into a thousand questions, almost overwhelming Belicha.

Through Belicha's answers, Ronan gained a general understanding of Xinteland.

Xinteland, like Moran, was a multi-racial country. The largest groups within it were elves, humans, and dwarves, with elves being the ruling race.

Xinteland was a peninsula country, surrounded by sea on three sides, hence its developed maritime transport and the most extensive exchanges with Slovakia. Every year, a large number of Slovaks came to Xinteland to develop.

Xinteland also took this opportunity to form the largest foreign legion on the Asloth Continent. With the strength of the foreign legion, Xinteland had developed stably under the constant invasions of Moran. From initially being forced to defend, it could now fight back and forth.

The reason elves became the ruling race of Xinteland relied on their innate magic and long lifespan. Therefore, elves were also the most numerous mages on the continent. To maintain the purity of their bloodline and population, elves generally did not marry outside their race, but they did not excessively prevent it either.

Xinteland's mineral resources were not abundant; it relied almost entirely on trade with the Slovak Continent for its sustenance. Xinteland also occasionally sent troops to assist its allies on the Slovak Continent in resisting invasions.

Xinteland had abundant marine products, fertile land, and a wide variety of agricultural products with excellent yields. This was why Moran, with its harsh living environment, coveted Xinteland's land.

Of course, the Dragon People, the ruling race of Moran, and the ancient enmity between them and the elves was also an important reason.

Xinteland had many forests, which Ronan had personally verified. They had passed through no less than five large and small forests along the way, some natural and some artificially planted.

The sight of forests immediately reminded Ronan of his escape in Ravenwood Forest when he first transmigrated. He also remembered the taste of roasted meat without seasoning, and his mouth involuntarily watered.