A Casual Favor

The powerful pirate who had calmly slaughtered countless soldiers of the kingdom was now so frightened that all the color had drained from his face.

The stark contrast shook Rebecca to the core.

It was all because of the man standing before her, the one named Bai Ge D. Maud.

Rebecca withdrew her gaze from Telles and stared blankly at Maud's back instead.

Perhaps this was what true strength looked like.

There was no need to make a move. His reputation alone was enough to make enemies tremble.

Maud calmly watched the pirates whose momentum had plummeted. He did not need to look closely to tell that Telles was the leader of this group.

"Three pirate ships."

His gaze passed over the frightened pirates and fell on the sea behind them.

Three large ships were moored there, each flying a pirate flag.

To command three pirate ships in the survival-of-the-fittest New World was proof enough of Telles's strength.

"What a pity."

Maud murmured softly.

His voice was quiet, but to Telles and the other pirates, it sounded no different from thunder exploding in their ears.

What was he pitying?

Was he pitying the team they had painstakingly built up, which was about to be reduced to ashes today?

The pirates who realized what was happening felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

They had run rampant across the seas for years, and they knew they would eventually lose their heads.

They simply had not expected that day to come so soon—or so suddenly.

As the leader of the pirate crew, Telles felt a powerful surge of unwillingness when he thought of the team and hard work he had painstakingly built being destroyed.

He knew Maud's reputation. He understood Maud's strength. He knew there was no chance he could defeat Maud.