In the sea, important leaders of the Solde Holy Law Watch, including Phil Frye and Bellamy, have moved to the flagship.
Fairfly sat slumped on the deck, exhausted. Moving half of the ammunition reserves to various types of ship's guns, and then wiping the entire ship's guns clean was not an easy job.
Bauhinia just asked him to temporarily reflect on his mistakes as a sailor. It would be better for Bellamy to take the opportunity to torture him for business and private purposes, and let him do the work that all the sailors on the ship can complete in two hours.
He was not allowed to eat until he was finished. Although the subordinates all cast sympathetic glances at him, no one dared to go against the hot-tempered Bellamy and come to help.
He had been working non-stop for nearly twenty hours since setting sail. Although he was hungry at this time, he just wanted to lie on the deck and enjoy the sea breeze and sleep.
"Eh..., sorry, sorry." A voice brought him back to reality after a brief moment of relaxation. "I was really embarrassed at that time. When I saw you, the deputy captain, suddenly appeared, I was so scared that I turned around and ran away."
Phil Fry barely opened his eyelids, turned his head, and saw a young man in his early twenties. He was lowering the hatch door, awkwardly rubbing the hair on the back of his head, and walking towards him.
"Oh, you are..."
"Jack, I'm Jack." The young man pointed to his nose and said, "Deputy captain, have you forgotten? The night before, you chased me on the sea for a long time." Jack sat there without noticing anything.
He walked next to Phil Frye, "Speaking of which, there is really no comparison between my flying ray and your gryphon. I ran away as fast as I could, but you still caught me up in the blink of an eye."
"Ah, it turns out it's you." Phil Fry finally remembered that the two Fengshen Pterodactyl warriors had said that his name was Jack. "I appeared too suddenly at that time. You have never seen a griffin. Keep it up."
You should be vigilant.”
"Haha, that's what I say, but I know that I am still too timid." Jack smiled bitterly, "I have been very cowardly since I was a child. I was obviously born with the Soul Stone in my hand, and I didn't show any magic ability.
The only thing I have is that I can communicate with animals
Communication. Later I found out that it was spiritual magic. My dad always thought I was not manly enough, so he said to me, 'You might as well join the Holy Law Watch Group to hone yourself'. I didn't dare to disobey him, so I had to recite it.
My mother packed her luggage and came to Solde alone."
"No matter what, you have always taken the first step." Phil Fry comforted, "Being able to join the Watch Group means that you have been recognized by us."
"It's not that simple!" Jack exhaled. "I arrived in Sold for more than a month and secretly followed Captain Huo Jian every day, but I didn't have the guts to speak. Later, the captain treated me as a suspicious person and arrested me.
After I confessed to him and begged for a long time, he reluctantly agreed to join me as a trainee member."
"Hehe, this is very similar to Huo Jian's character." Phil Fry said with a smile, "Don't think he is younger than me, but he is more mature than anyone else in doing things. But since he is willing to let you be a trainee, it means that
He has already accepted you. As long as you work hard, you will become an official member of the group in no time, and then you can change your father's prejudice against you."
"Actually, I don't really care what dad thinks of me anymore." Jack scratched his brow with his index and middle fingers, "I hope I can climb to a more important position in the Watch Corps."
"Oh, really!" Phil Frye began to become curious about this newcomer who was older than him. "What kind of position do you hope to achieve? But don't worry, the Watch Group speaks for its ability. You see Huo Jian is only ten years old."
At the age of seven, you have already taken the position of Captain of the Flying Cavalry. As long as you..."
"By the way, I heard that the deputy captain met the sage. What kind of person is he?"
"Sage? I think he is a very special man." Phil Frye didn't mind the other person interrupting him. Probably no one would be curious about the sage. Jack came to chat with him. To a large extent, probably
It's also to inquire about the sages.
"Well..., how should I put it? The Sage doesn't seem to agree with the use of magic. He feels that this kind of powerful destructive power can only be possessed by nature. But he also wants to liberate the orcs, saying that slaves should not exist
Such a concept. The worst part, I think, is that I probably messed up his impression of the Watch, and he was very open about our tolerance of the rampant thieves."
"Oh, then he is really a special man." Jack showed an imperceptible sneer, "In that case, this time the thieves attack Sold, even if the sage escapes, he will not go out of his way to help him.
The Watch Group."
"That's not what you said, the sage..."
"By the way, I haven't told you what position I want to climb in the Watch Corps." Jack interrupted Phil Frye again, "What I want to do most is to become the deputy commander immediately."
"What……!"
Just when Phil Frye felt that he could not understand Jack's words, Jack had already passed a dagger into his left abdomen. Fairfry was shocked by this sudden surprise, but he still responded immediately.
, turned over and jumped back, drawing out the long sword from his waist.
"Jack, what are you doing!"
Phil Fry endured the pain and yelled. He didn't have time to examine his wounds now. But because of the injury and excessive fatigue, he felt that his body had become unusually heavy.
"Jack, Jack is dead a long time ago." Jack sneered. "With a glass of beer, a glass of cheap beer, he told me endlessly about the process of joining the Watch Group in the tavern. He was really useless. After I killed
He was so frightened that his feces and urine leaked out."
Phil Fry finally understood the current crisis. The enemy had already infiltrated the Watch Group. The man in front of him was probably an assassin who knew illusions. After killing the real Jack, he used illusions to change his appearance.
Phil Fry felt his consciousness slowly slipping away. It seemed that the assassin's dagger was soaked in venom. He wanted to shout for help, but he could only make a weak sound with his mouth open.
It's not okay to die here. My family's mission has not really begun yet. I am a recorder, a recorder who will even sacrifice the lives of his companions in order to record everything about the sage.
Phil Fry forced himself to cheer up, took out the scroll from his waist and unfolded it. His vision was blurred, and he had no way to see what kind of puppet control to choose. Completely reflexively, he quickly formed the hand seals, and held the wrist of his right hand tightly with his left hand.
, slammed onto the paper where the scroll was spread out.
At the same time, "Jack" also pulled out another dagger and rushed towards him.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, broken wood flying, and the night sky was awakened.
There was a "pop", and in the flash of light and smoke, there was the sound of something falling into the water.
"What's wrong……"
"Alert! Is there an enemy invasion?"
There were noisy shouts and footsteps.
"Phil! Phil!" Phil Fry slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on Bellamy's arms. "What happened?"
"Jack..., Jack is a infiltrated spy..."
He uttered this sentence with difficulty, unable to hold on any longer and passed out.