CHAPTER 951: CHAPTER 934 THE HEART OF THE KING!_2

The leading Noble finished speaking without looking at Baro, focusing his fervent gaze on Arthur—

He’s back! All have returned!

The familiar heartbeat!

The heartbeat worth charging for!

Has it been ten years?

Or twenty without hearing it?

As a ’Pioneer Noble,’ he had always charged under the ’Old Lion.’

But he didn’t know when the ’Old Lion’ began to disdain them.

Was it because they had aged?

Was it because they couldn’t wield a Longsword anymore?

He didn’t know.

Only when he awoke from his dreams, he always reminisced about the days charging under the Old Lion.

Now it seems he might fulfill his wish.

Thump, thump, thump!

One heartbeat after another.

These were like the war drums.

Under these war drums, he was willing to charge even to death.

Behind him, the remaining six elderly Nobles were equally excited.

Yesterday, when they were forced to sign the contract, their counterpart claimed to show them the true ’Lion King,’ to which they paid no mind.

But now, it seems they really see it.

The young Lion King has returned to his domain, awaiting to greet his ministers.

It is indeed them.

They have been waiting all along!

The power of [Bloodline Seal. Lionheart King] erupted vividly in people’s memory and emotions with unimaginable strength, only Baro, who had reached ’Ascend Step,’ could withstand.

Lord Baro looked at the kneeling crowd.

Then he glanced at Arthur, who stood there without sparing him another look.

"Do you think you’ve won?

You only conquered these spineless ones!

What about those lurking in the shadows?

They thrive on blood, living off others’ lives; they are the true power you face!"

Baro continued to shout.

Then—

From shadows on all sides of the street, one by one, people emerged under the command of fifty Death Warriors... no, Fighters loyal to Arthur.

With no hesitation.

These gang members, Bounty Hunters, killers, and others knelt on one knee behind the fifty Fighters.

"Welcome Your Highness to your loyal Inner Bay."

Their voice was uniformly loud and clear.

Under the impact of these voices, Baro staggered back two steps.

His face, already pale, now completely bloodless, as white as paper.

His body was trembling uncontrollably.

Both out of fear, and not only.

However, Lord Baro would not yield so easily—

"So what if you bring the entire Inner Bay to kneel at your feet?

It’s still just the Inner Bay!

What about the enemies outside the Inner Bay?"

His words drew attention from others.

The Knight of the Seven Major Families immediately spoke.

"Your Highness, the families Bert, Ainhars, and Seberlin have declared war against us, coming down the ’Inland River,’ they should be arriving."

"Ha, is it just them?

Do you think it’s just them?

How could it be just them!

It’s my trump card!"

Baro sneered.

In this moment, the panic in Lord Baro’s eyes subsided substantially.

Not lost!

I haven’t lost!

How could I lose!

Although things have exceeded expectations!

But,

The final victor will definitely be me!

Baro confidently thought.

After all, this was his contingency.

He hadn’t realized that the contingency he set up inadvertently could have such a huge impact.

"You short-sighted lot will never know how big the world outside is!"

Lord Baro started boasting arrogantly.

Arthur, however, silently headed towards the dock.

No one could discern the surprise that flashed briefly in Arthur’s eyes beneath the golden glow—

It’s here!

...

Kilg Harbor, Docklands.

Yesterday’s riots naturally influenced this place.

Thus, the usual bustling scene has completely disappeared here.

What’s left is only silence.

Even if one or two people pass by, they rush like mice, stealthily.

However, one ship is different.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary merchant ship, and it unloads goods upon docking at Kilg Harbor, but the sailors aboard are overly strong.

Especially those sailors who appeared later, they chilled people to the bone.

If at the beginning, this merchant ship gave off a cautious vibe, as those chilling sailors appeared later, it became open and aboveboard.

Some with broken legs, using a wooden stick to replace a leg.

Some with broken hands, replacing them with iron hooks.

There were also a few sailors wearing eye patches, appearing openly and unashamedly.

Clearly not good people, these fellows appeared in large numbers, prompting many to report to the Docklands’ Police Chief and Tax Officials, but as soon as these arrogant individuals approached the ship, they were chased away by the ship’s Chief Sailor.

Moreover, the Police Chiefs and Tax Officials accompanied them with smiles.

Because—

The Chief Sailor held an invitation from Baro Hamlet.

These people were honored guests of Lord Baro.

As for what they were doing?

The Police Chiefs and Tax Officials dared not inquire, much less speak carelessly.

In their current positions, they long understood the principle that knowing more leads to dying faster—after all, the intrigues between nobles are far too many.

Thus, after arresting and whipping a few nosy informers, throwing them into prison, these Police Chiefs and Tax Officials remained silent.

Especially after the exceptional turmoil erupted in the Inner Bay, they felt even more grateful.

And at this moment, the Chief Sailor on the deck, a burly man, couldn’t resist approaching his boss—

"Captain, those fellows indeed turned out as you said, not daring to bother us even after such a massive riot broke out."

"Hmph, do they even look at who the captain is?

Do you think everyone is as brainless as you?"

With a cold snort, a tall, dark-skinned yet attractive woman walked over.

This was the ship’s female first officer.

First glaring at the heedless Chief Sailor interrupting their captain’s rest, she gently placed her hand on the captain’s shoulder, whispering: "It’s time to act."

This scene left the burly Chief Sailor speechless.

He knew well his captain’s habits.

Not to mention putting a hand on the shoulder, the last person who dared casually touch their captain’s arm was used as shark bait—personally executed by him.

Could it be?

Uncontrollably, the Chief Sailor’s thoughts began to wander.

After all, their first officer was recruited by the captain only recently.

Perhaps?

Thinking this, the Chief Sailor dared not linger.

First, he kicked the sailor beside him who was also staring blankly.

"What are you looking at?

Get to work! Everyone below deck, get to work!"

Mumbling, the Chief Sailor turned around with a teasing and closing the cabin door, as if saying, ’You all stay here, I’ll take care of those bastards.’

This scene made the female first officer smile with satisfaction.

But for the captain lying in the deck chair, it was rather awkward.

"Cassandra, you make me feel very embarrassed."

The captain... no, accurately speaking, the Western Sea Pirate General Drake Kledos said this.

"Oh?

Is your skin that thin?

Then why do you still call yourself the Western Sea Pirate General?"

Cassandra, the youngest daughter of the Kledos Family, hugged her chest with a mischievous smile—she only showed this expression in front of family.

Certainly, in front of Arthur, she maintained the demeanor of an aunt.

But in front of her elder brother, she showed her willfulness.

Being mentioned ’Western Sea Pirate General’ by his sister, Drake’s cheeks flushed red.

Truth is, he went to sea for treasure.

Deciding to become an adventurer.

However, who knew how it came to be that he became a Pirate General instead.

"And you?

’Shapeless’ leader?"

Drake retorted to his sister.

But unfortunately, Lady Cassandra was already prepared.

"I’m doing this to help Arthur.

As I appear voluntarily on your ship, it’s also to help Arthur."

Listening to his sister’s words, Drake almost rolled his eyes.

Clearly, his sister was avoiding trouble.

But as an elder brother, Drake wouldn’t expose his sister.

He took a deep breath.

"What do you think?"

"Standing by your side, helping Arthur together with you is my thought—Arthur is, after all, our family."

Cassandra said resolutely.

Following this, Lady Cassandra squinted and her mouth lifted into a smile—

"Come on, hoist your pirate flag!

Our nephew needs our real help now!"