Chapter 824 Throwing the Bait (Seeking Tickets)

The flaming spear transformed by Dean Wingers flitted across the sky. After the 'Black Death' was out of sight, the spear began to lower its height, and then disappeared after passing an island.

Yes.

Disappeared.

Without any warning, it seemed as if he had jumped into the spirit world in an instant.

Not so.

On the rocky beach of that island, a figure pushed down his hat to avoid being blown away by a gust of sea breeze.

At his distance, the lights on the deck of the Black Death could be faintly seen.

At this time, the moon came out from the clouds, and the crimson moonlight illuminated Sifa's face. A smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and a symbol was sinking into the depths of his pupils.

Dean Wingeris, who boarded the "Black Death" and threw the bait for Tracy, is a "fake" projected by Xifa after consuming 40,000 total subscriptions.

Xifa, who had a "conspirator" in the pre-order sequence, naturally would not go out in person, but pulled a demigod from the Jagged Cross to project him, and asked him to appear on the stage instead.

If Tracy reports the matter to the Witch Sect, the other party will only turn their attention to the Iron Cross. The most wonderful thing is that the Iron Cross who has mastered the 'Hunter' path does have the motivation to obtain the Sequence 1 characteristic, and they Among them, there is also Dean Wengeris himself.

but.

According to the information provided by the watchers, Tracy wants to restore her male identity, so the formula and ritual of the 'Iron Knight' are attractive enough to her.

The chances of it being reported are not high.

Tonight, Sifa just cast the bait, but didn't show his purpose, and waited for the fish to take the bait.

He released Mr. X's projection again, and asked this projection to use 'teleportation' to bring him back to the southern continent.

On the next morning, the adjutant O'Neill came to Xifa's room excitedly, and threw a fruit from the Southern Continent to Gregor the parrot. Xifa smiled and said, "Mr. O'Neill, what makes you so excited to meet your beloved girl?" La?"

O'Neill shook his head, then lowered his voice and said, "Captain, Colonel Ackerman wants to see you."

"Colonel Ackerman?" Xifa knows that this is the top person in charge of 'Black Sail' in the Southern Continent. This department, which is benchmarked against 'MI9', has been established for less than two years, but its branches have spread across both the north and the south. On the mainland, the work efficiency is very high.

"now?"

"Yes."

Xifa nodded and stood up: "Wait a moment."

He changed into formal attire, restored the dressing style of a gentleman in Loen, wore a half-high silk top hat, and held a cane inlaid with silver and white metal, and left the hotel with O'Neill.

At ten o'clock in the morning, he met Colonel Ackerman in an inconspicuous shop in Kukwa City.

The branch of 'Black Sail' in the Southern Continent is on the second floor of this store. The colonel's office is hung with the title of the store supervisor. The colonel is in his forties and is in his prime. His skin is slightly brown, and he seems to be of mixed race.

He didn't wear a military uniform, but a black vest and a white shirt, more like a businessman.

"It's an honor to meet you, Major Sifa. No, maybe soon, I'll have to change my name to General." Ackerman laughed a few times, which made the lines in the corners of his eyes bloom.

Xifa smiled and said nothing, looked around leisurely, waiting for the next article.

O'Neill's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the young second lieutenant's eyes couldn't hide his excitement. At this moment, his brain was already occupied by the word 'general'.

Ackerman coughed dryly and said: "Let's get down to business, Major, I have submitted your report, and there is a reply soon. The headquarters believes that the major will not joke about this matter, so they hope to send you back, go back Kingdom, go to Backlund."

"You can rest for a while, and then there will be new work arrangements for you."

Ackerman took out a folder from the drawer: "Here are some agreements. It says that as long as the major signs it, you will be a vice admiral immediately."

He smiled and said: "The reason why you are a lieutenant general and not a general is because the major has no actual record. I believe that with the record and contribution, you will be a general soon."

After speaking, he motioned for O'Neill to take the document.

The second lieutenant of the Navy hurriedly fetched the document and handed it to Xifa. Xifa opened the folder and read the information on the document line by line.

Simply put, the document 'Black Sail' is to transfer him back to the kingdom and put him under the naval system. From then on, his work will be related to the navy and he will be directly under the command of the central navy.

Because it involves system transfer, he needs to do some work handover, such as handing over the 'Discovery' and every crew member on it to the new captain.

These crew members included Nefer, Calvin, physicians and craftsmen, and even Gregor the Parrot was among them.

Only O'Neill originally belonged to the navy, so he will be transferred with Xifa and continue to serve as his adjutant.

After reading the report, Sifer said nothing. With a sudden cry, flames shot up and burned the documents completely.

Ackerman's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Major, what do you mean?"

Xifa stood up slowly, smoothed the folds of his clothes casually, and said calmly, "I'll just take it as a joke."

"System transfer, no problem."

"Vice Admiral, there is no problem."

"But let me hand over the crew, the people I trained, sorry, I don't agree."

Ackerman said coldly: "Major Xifa, what do you mean by the people you cultivate, don't you use the resources of 'Black Sail'?"

Xifa snorted and looked at O'Neill: "He is, and so is Bosun Nelson."

"But the others aren't."

"Let's not talk about others, just the two Sequence Fives. It's the potion formula I found for them. It's the promotion ceremony I prepared for them."

"Here, it has nothing to do with 'Black Sail' at all."

Cifer glanced at Ackerman lightly: "Colonel, I can turn a blind eye to many things."

"But you want to transfer my people like this? No way."

"Where I am, they must be there."

Ackerman stood up: "Major Sifa, this is not discussing with you, this is an order!"

"Even if you become a demigod, the kingdom's orders are not something you can violate!"

Xifa turned his cane and used it to prop up his hat, making Ackerman's figure reflected in his eyes: "On the document, there is only the seal of 'Black Sail', blame my poor eyesight, I didn't see Wang Jun Not even the seal of the Admiralty Headquarters."

"As I said just now, I can pretend to be confused about some things, but don't take me for a fool."

"If someone stretches his hand too long, I don't mind chopping off his hand. If he still doesn't know what to do, then next time, I'll twist his head off."

After speaking, Xifa smiled slightly, put down his cane, opened the door and left.