Flint shuddered inside his mecha's cockpit, his face instantly turning deathly pale.
I've been found out? But... how is that possible?
But when Dark Shadow heard those words, he imagined an entirely different story...
"It really was you? Flint! You went back on your word and sold me out!" Dark Shadow glared at Flint, his face livid.
The appointment letter naming you a Baron, personally signed by the Second Prince, was already in your hands. All it needed was your signature, and an imperial barony would be yours. All you had to do in return was send a message at the critical moment.
How could you resist a deal with such low risk and such high returns?
Not only did you resist, you even played me with a fake defection?
Never mind the barony countless people dreamed of-as long as the Ghost Captain died, you, Flint, would be the most likely successor as Pirate King.
With your political skills, a little maneuvering and a couple more allies sold out would win you the Second Prince's support. Bringing the entire Pirate Alliance under your control wouldn't be difficult then.
Why take turns being Pirate King when ruling alone would be so much more satisfying?
But where was your ambition? Your boldness?
Had they all gone to the dogs?!
"Huh? Flint, when did you and our brother Ghost arrange to take on Dark Shadow together? How come I didn't know?"
Hearing the Ghost Captain and Dark Shadow play off each other, Red Dragon immediately cast Flint as "Huang Gai feigning surrender" and believed it completely.
Messiah and the Madmen, however, sensed something slightly off and quietly distanced themselves from Flint.
Red Dragon's words made Dark Shadow even more certain that he had been betrayed.
"Fine! Very good! I admit it. This time,