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Chapter 9. Admiral

Francis Drake, to a certain extent, could be considered to have dreamed as far as he could.

Although he was a pirate and did not have the title of Admiral, he was really the captain and had many ships.

Moreover, they were his wives.

He was born on the sea, and his family was a family of seafaring ships. They had mastered a shipbuilding technique called large-scale construction.

Big construction was good, but it wasted a lot of materials.

His family's fortune was also squandered by him.

However, everyone must believe that a miracle will happen.

For example, this was how the Black Pearl was born.

Char knew Francis because he was a character that everyone who went out to sea had to play.

The vast ocean south of the continent was called Andres. Almost everyone near the ocean would mention "Francis, what a pity."

The gist of it was that he felt sorry for the genius captain, for him becoming a pirate, and for him being defeated by the church.

After a sea disaster, not only was the Black Pearl confiscated by the church, but the other ships had also suffered varying degrees of damage. Some of them were severely damaged, while some were severely damaged.

Then, he disbanded the fleet and used the remaining money to build a port by the sea. He let all the ships enter the canal and stood guard at the side.

The people at the beach wanted to help him at first, but they were all chased away by him.

"This child is most likely crazy."

Those people said so.

However, Char knew that Francis was not crazy.

The Drake family's large scale construction could create a ship soul.

She was a girl who had a physical body and warmth, living on the ship like a soul, and her health was closely related to the ship.

It could be understood as a female.

The more she understood, the more Char understood that the birth of the ship's soul was not a coincidence, but Francis' feelings for the ship.

After all, the Drake family had never created this before.

After a period of research, Char discovered a strange logic.

"Those who went straight for the ship's soul would not be able to create a ship's soul.

"You can only leave the ship if you're simple-minded and just want to build the ship without caring about the ship's soul.'

"To put it more bluntly. Those who wanted to ride the boat wouldn't be able to."

"Only the purest can create a ship's soul."

After coming to this conclusion, Char finally understood why he could not create the soul of the ship no matter what.

He could not be as pure-hearted as Francis. After all, even a trace of distracting thoughts was not enough.

He was an evil person.

Therefore, he only had deep admiration for Francis and nothing else.

He would make friends with this guy every week, and then use the great craftsman, Crickto's Quasi-god healing liquid to save his wives. Then he would have an invincible fleet.

Of course, do not misunderstand, Char was not that kind of person. He was not crazy enough to scatter the light of Thunder cliff.

The ground was covered in light. Francis was cracking the magic marks that Fredrick had left when he designed the bottle. A large number of runes were floating in the air, which was the enlarged structure of the magic.

At the same time, the flowing light attracted the Gillman in the underground passage.

"You're finally here."

Char licked his lips.

This was a large amount of experience that he had taken the initiative to offer, and it was also what he had intended.

The system would not allow Francis to do so. Instead, it would judge this part as a defense-type mission.

Although the Gillman were weak, if they distracted Francis, it would affect the time needed to break the spell. The real threat came from above-if they could not finish before the church's men dug a way out, it would cause more trouble.

Char had used this feature to create a hidden mission. There was no claim or settlement, but it did have the main framework of the mission. Stories, and an extraordinary sense of smell.

The Gillman continued to rush over, and Char blocked the intersection with his sword. He dodged the falling gravel while she harvested the experience.

At the same time, beside the well above their heads.

"Stop!"

Ortlinde stopped the church's excavation work.

They couldn't dig through the boulder left behind by a level 70 Elementalist. They had made no progress at all!

"It's too late to continue like this! He would definitely let Char escape! Do any of you know where the well leads to?"

The Valkyrie's gaze swept across the knights and believers around her, and all of them lowered their heads without exception.

This was the disadvantage of not being united with religion. Under Mia's leadership, or rather, under Burwell's powerful rule, the church of Astan City was like a mascot. How would they know about the city's infrastructure construction?

None of the people present were civil servants from the town hall.

"Trash!"

Ortlinde snorted in anger.

However, when she saw Mia, her expression changed slightly.

The devout Priestess stared at her with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, looking at him bravely.

She was completely different from those terrified trash!

Ortlinde stepped forward excitedly.

Mia became even more nervous as she watched her approach!

It could not be said that the well was a secret passage leading underground. There was another entrance in the shantytown.

The young girl desperately tried to convince herself in her heart.

"Miss Mia!"

"The well is a secret passage that leads underground. There's another entrance in the shantytown!"

She spoke quickly, like a rapid-fire cannon.

Olin was stunned.

Mia was also bewildered.

Ahhh!

Why did he say all the things in his heart all of a sudden!

'I've killed Char!'

Due to her guilt, the Priestess' head actually tilted to the side and she fell down. Fortunately, Ortlinde was quick to catch her.

"Is this the [Great Insight]?"

Ortlinde's expression turned serious. She believed that the priestess must have used a forbidden spell to answer, which led to such a serious side effect.

As expected of the most devout priestess!

'I won't let you down!'

Ortlinde's gaze became more determined.

"You useless people, hurry up and evacuate the people in the shantytown, and then find the entrance to the shantytown! Hurry!"

"She..."

"Get lost, you dirty stinky men! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

Ortlinde's golden eyes were like sharp swords as the pitiful divine servant scrambled away.

"The Seven Holy Spirit can be my witness, he really didn't think much of..."

It was the future Valkyrie who thought too much.

To be more precise, she recalled some bad memories. They were very distant and ethereal, but they were indeed related to men.

It was loathsome.

However, in front of those ferocious and greedy faces, there was a figure that was protecting him.

She shook her head to get rid of these distracting thoughts.

On the ground, Char pulled out his sword from a Gillman's stomach and dodged the dirty blood that shot out.

Francis reminded him, "The people up there seem to have dispersed."

"They're looking for the entrance," Char said.

"How do you know? You're not worried?"

"I'd be more worried if they continued digging."

Char chuckled.

"Well done, Mia!"