Prince Grove (revisions made to earlier chapters)

Somewhere in the Sonia Sea.

On the vast sea, the Golden Dream " was surrounded by three warships, heading towards a certain area. All the cannons on the warships were pointed at them, seemingly ready to fire and sink them at any moment.

On the "Golden Dream," the crew could only grimace as they steered the sailboat to continue its voyage.

"What to do?"

"Flame" Danitz and a few crew members huddled together, whispering to each other.

"We definitely can't win in a fight. Can we find a chance to escape?"

Someone lowered their voice and said, "I remember there's a reef area ahead; maybe we can lure them there..."

"Don't be silly, Loen's navy has ironclad ships, and they have three warships. Even if they only have one left, they can catch up with us using Steam power!"

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"There are still a few heavy torpedoes in the warehouse. Let's each grab one and blow them up for the captain!"

"... I really wonder how you even got your brain on our ship..."

"Speaking of Lunatic... Danitz." At this moment, one of the pirates looked at "Flame," who hadn't spoken until now, "Don't you know that Crazy Adventurer Gehrman Sparrow? You contacted him to save the captain when he fell into the book before. Could you ask him for help again this time?"

Danitz shook his head with a dark expression.

"It's impossible... our external communications have been cut off."

It's unclear when exactly, but a powerful restriction was imposed around the Golden Dream." Under this restriction, communication with the Spirit World was completely blocked. It was impossible to travel through it or summon messengers.

"Even praying to Mr. Fool won't work..."

Danitz added in his mind.

Previously, in order to rescue Edwina, who was trapped in Groselle's Travels, he accepted Gehrman Sparrow's request to offer prayers to a mysterious being, thus becoming one of the [Fool's ] followers.

Just now, he had tried many times to ask the Fool and Gehrman for help, but no matter how he tried, he felt as if there was an impenetrable membrane around him, isolating him from the Spirit World, Imprisonment his Spirituality, and completely severing communication between the outside world and this place.

"Damn it... it still doesn't work..."

"As expected, we still lost to them..."

Upon hearing this, the crew members all looked disappointed.

"Stop talking, it'll expose more secrets." Just then, they heard a voice from the ship's helm above them.

Edwina looked straight ahead, her gaze unwavering, and said calmly, "They can hear you... Do you really think they'd let you roam freely?"

The Loen Military is eavesdropping?!

Everyone was startled.

Then everything I just said must have been heard...

They Consciousness glanced at the warship beside them and saw the man wearing Gold Mask standing motionless on the ship's railing, watching them.

"!!"

The pirates were startled and immediately shut their mouths, remaining quiet for a while.

On the opposite warship, the Gold Mask stared at the deck of the "Golden Dream" for a while. Seeing that the pirates had all calmed down, he turned around, walked off the ship's side, and went into the cabin.

He stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated door, knocked respectfully, and after receiving a response, carefully pushed the door open and entered.

"Your Highness, things are going very smoothly."

The man in the Gold Mask bowed his head, avoiding eye contact, and said humbly, "Soon, we'll reach King Solomon's tomb." "Mm."

Before him, seated in a luxurious chair, stood a man of profound and dignified bearing. He wore a magnificent cloak and pointed leather shoes, his clothing style draped in stark contrast to the present era. Only his square, rigid face was strikingly similar to that of the Loen Royal Family.

Prince Grove.

"The little girl Church of Knowledge mastered the method to unlock it, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Don't forget, after this is all over, make sure to get rid of them all, leave no one alive."

Grove said calmly.

"... yes."

The man in the Gold Mask seemed to pause for a moment, but quickly lowered his head even further.

He left the room with his head down.

Grove turned his gaze to the window, looking at the boundless Sea, "It's all for His Majesty..."

Ostensibly, he came to this sea area to inspect the region and cooperate with the Church of Storms to resist the invasion of the Feysac people. But in reality, he had a Concealment mission: to find the Mausoleum of the "Black Emperor" of the Fourth Epoch, King Solomon. Within that Mausoleum might lie an item that could aid His Majesty's ascension...

Unexpectedly, their exploration mission was intercepted halfway through. Fortunately, the subsequent response went smoothly, and things got back on track.

"I wonder where that [Blood Bishop's] Fleet is..."

Gazing at the sea, Prince Grove couldn't help but think of someone, and Distortion expression of anger immediately appeared on his face.

Alexander Gascoigne, that damned guy... was the greatest humiliation of his life. Despite being far weaker than him in the Sequence, Gascoigne always managed to make him suffer through all sorts of insane means...

Even Grove himself didn't realize that his anger seemed to contain a hint of fear.

"Calm down, ignore him... The most important thing right now is His Majesty."

As if to conceal his fear, Grove spoke softly.

Meanwhile, on the aft deck of the Golden Dream ".

Edwina stood steadily beside the helm, calmly gazing ahead.

Unlike the crew members whose faces showed unease, fear, or anger, she remained remarkably calm. Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

Inside the cabin beneath her feet, the blood-stained Parchment lay unnoticed among a pile of miscellaneous items. When Anderson sent the message, she was already surrounded and had no time to call for help, so she could only pretend to have accidentally let the blood stain it.

With Anderson's intelligence, he should have immediately realized something was wrong.

But how long will it take from when he realizes something is wrong to when he calls for help? Will they be able to arrive in time to rescue him, and will the reinforcements they bring be able to defeat the enemies?

Edwina had no way of knowing the answers to these questions.

But all she can do now is suppress her inner thoughts as much as possible to prevent the enemy from discovering anything amiss beforehand. Her and her crew's safety should be guaranteed until the tomb opens. The real battle will likely erupt after the tomb is opened.

We can only pin our hopes on Anderson... Hopefully, he can do something to bring over that "King of Blood"...

The Golden Dream " continued its journey, getting closer and closer to its destination: the tomb of the " Black Emperor "Solomon.