Cleaning Up the Demoness Sect, Searching for the Black Throne

What are your plans for the future?

Luther suppressed the Characteristic released by the weakened and unconscious Tracy, and turned to Klein, "If you're not in a hurry, why don't you come aboard my ship for the victory celebration?"

"... Never mind." Klein hesitated for a moment, glancing at the silent Azik in the distance, somewhat worried about his Teacher. "I'll stay with Mr. Azik for a while, then I'll go directly with him."

"Alright."

Luther glanced at Azik discreetly, using his heightened senses to observe the latter's condition. He found that although Azik had become cold and somber, his essential gentleness had not disappeared. "Then we'll see each other later. I'm leaving now; I need to meet up with my men."

The phrase "see you later" here naturally refers to the Gray Fog, where he would share a portion of the spoils with Klein.

Klein then followed Azik through the Spirit World Traversal and left, while Luther dragged the two halves of the "Black Death" away into the distance.

Soon, he spotted his own Fleet on the sea. They were spread out in a fan shape, surrounded by a larger number of pirate ships under the intimidating force of their ironclad warships. Judging from the flags on those ships, they were Tracy's men. Several of them were badly damaged and nearing the end of their lives.

The pirates, meanwhile, were crammed onto a single ship, their faces pointed at by the dark muzzles of guns and cannons.

"Captain!"

Luther's men cheered when they saw him dragging the wreckage of the "Black Death." Meanwhile, the crew of "Vice Admiral of Ailment" saw the Tracy Luther, and their last hope vanished.

"Have they all been caught?"

Luther landed on the deck of the "Doe" and asked First Officer Anderson.

"Look at you, Captain, with me, Sequence 5, leading the team, how could they possibly escape?" Anderson chuckled, leaning closer. "There were even two clever ones who were good swimmers who tried to jump ship and dive to escape, but I managed to pull them up."

"So, what happened?"

Luther raised his chin and pointed forward.

There, Sophia Einhorn stood atop a pile of treasure. She excitedly brandished an ivory dagger, proudly showing it off to the other pirates.

"Well, that princess insisted on joining the raid herself." Anderson, unusually embarrassed. "She said, 'Since we're on the pirate ship, we should experience it. To be honest, I think she's having a lot of fun today.'"

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Luther shook his head. "Never mind, whatever."

"Captain, the inventory of everything seized from these ships has been completed. Here is the list."

Sailor "Sea Serpent" Walter ran over and handed over a piece of Parchment.

The Sailor around him held their breath, watching him expectantly, waiting for him to speak.

Luther looked down at the list.

Several thousand pounds in cash, numerous jewels, artillery ammunition, food supplies, various miscellaneous items, and several relatively intact pirate ships— the Pirate Admiral's wealth wasn't much; it was still somewhat less than that of the island governor. He quickly put down the Parchment, looked around at everyone, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Yes, have someone ransack the Black Death over there too, and add the spoils to the inventory," he said. "Following the old rules, confiscate all supplies, and distribute the cash and property to everyone for a celebratory feast tonight."

"Oh, oh, oh!"

The Sailor had been waiting for these words, and they immediately raised their arms and cheered.

"As for those pirates, Anderson, have them tied up and kept under guard. Once we reach shore, pack them up with 'Vice Admiral of Ailment' and sell them all together."

Luther said.

I've killed enough pirates today; I'm too lazy to kill any more.

"Yes!"

Anderson and Walter responded.

That night, the Fleet anchored near the hidden island where the "Vice Admiral of Ailment" had previously hidden, and the crew held a grand celebratory dinner on the "Doe." Loud cheers echoed through the dining hall, startling the birds resting on the island.

Luther did not attend the banquet, but stayed in the Captain's Cabin to think about what to do next.

"Swish swish!"

He quickly scribbled a list on the table in front of him. This was crucial intelligence that M had extracted from Tracy's memories:

"Crazy Captain" Connors Victor. He has connections with many human traffickers in Backlund and is a key figure in the Demoness Sect's slave transportation network. Qonas had mentioned him before, but Tracy's information was more detailed, even knowing where he was headed in the near future.

The "Enchanting Demoness" Lilith Elena was tasked with bewitching the island's natives, manipulating their will, and sending them to the ship;

"Crooked Mouth" Joey, an island native, uses his advantages to help the Demoness Sect.

One name after another was written down and placed on the paper. Following the names were the other party's sphere of influence. It can only be said that Tracy, as a second-tier official, had connections with a large number of grassroots personnel in charge of human trafficking, which was a great help to Luther.

After dealing with "Vice Admiral of Ailment" and her pirates tomorrow, I'll go and wipe out these guys. Luther thought to himself, those Demoness might receive a message from the White Saint and escape, so they should be dealt with first. Next are the captains who pilot the transport ships; they have the means of rapid movement. Finally, there are those traitors who are harming their own people.

After thinking it through, he put away the Parchment and spread out a larger sheet of white paper on the table.

"Brush!"

A black key appeared in Luther's palm. He pressed the back of his hand onto the paper and drew a black dot along the top of the key, Record the key's rotation once again. He had been doing this work intermittently since the ship docked in the afternoon, and now he had finally determined a fan-shaped angle.

Luther marked his current position on the nautical chart, and then precisely drew a sector according to the direction, casting a large shadow—which largely intersected with another sector shadow he had drawn earlier.

"You're getting better."

He muttered to himself with burning eyes, "Although the area where the two fan-shaped regions intersect on the map is still very large, and the distance to the real world is a long one, at least my thinking is correct."

As long as we continue to Record at various locations at sea, this area will eventually shrink to an acceptable level.

Luther thought to himself and put away the sea chart.

Meow~

In the darkness beneath the table, a pair of eyes glowing blue floated in mid-air, looking quite eerie; only the sounds they emitted were pleasant to the ear.

Speaking of which, the Queen wrote him a letter earlier, telling him that she hoped they could meet one last time before she set off to find the Black Throne. He shouldn't forget that then.

As he thought this, he scooped the black cat out of the darkness and held it in his arms.

On an island in the Sonia Sea.

"Lord Shanks, was the Ritual a success?"

"Admiral of Blood," Senor asked respectfully, gazing at the altar covered with human heads, entrails, severed limbs, and blood.

"Success!"

From within the curtains surrounding the altar, an Indifference voice said, "We await the gods' response."