Half an hour later, Philock VII said goodbye to Cobra and Dalmatian with a smile and returned to his ship.
Unlike the smiling Philock VII, Cobra and Dalmatian were both frowning.
They exchanged a glance before Dalmatian finally spoke.
"Who would've thought? For all his foolish looks, he's surprisingly shrewd!"
"Mm."
Cobra nodded but said nothing more. He kept replaying their conversation in his head.
"I hope you and Vice Admiral Dalmatian will speak up for the Flevance Kingdom at this Reverie, King Nefertari. I don't particularly care whether those peasants live or die, but if they all die, there won't be much point in my being king anymore..."
Aboard the Flevance Kingdom's ship.
Escorted by two guards, Philock VII returned to the luxurious cabin reserved for the king.
The foolish look vanished from his face. His expression grew composed, and his entire bearing changed as he turned toward Ye Mu, who had removed his heavy helmet and revealed his face.
"Grand President, do you think King Nefertari and Vice Admiral Dalmatian will speak up for us?"
Ye Mu shifted inside his armor, feeling its weight restrict his movements. He took an apple from a nearby fruit platter and spoke between bites.
"Whether they do or not, the outcome won't change. You don't still have faith in the World Government, do you?"
At Ye Mu's words, a cruel smile spread across Philock VII's face. He gripped his blond hair and said viciously,
"I was willing to give up everything and follow you, Grand President. I didn't do it to play pirates. I have only one goal: revenge..."
As he spoke, pain stirred in his body, twisting his face.
Ye Mu gave him a long look before speaking.
"Take your medicine first."
Only then did Philock VII pull a bottle