It's already dark, and Viscount Dylan is still leading a group of officers in the warehouse area of ​​the Westport Wharf area to supervise the handling of supplies.

Two days ago, he had just entertained another fleet from the Northwest Gulf—the Kuikana fleet arrived last month, and the fleet was led by a captain named Tirpitz yesterday.

The fleet in the Northwest Gulf once again transported a large amount of supplies. Since the second half of 1991, the Northwest Gulf has been delivering goods to Westport at a rate of almost once a month.

It was already December at this time, and the city had just experienced a snowfall. In a room, the Viscount and several affairs officers were cooking by the fire while watching the coolies outside the warehouse loading the supplies into the carriage through the window. superior.

After entering the winter, the stalemate between the kingdom's army and the rebels continued, and the front line was pressing more and more urgently for the rear's supplies. Now both sides are fighting hard, and it depends on who can't hold on first.

Viscount Dylan has been busy in the past two days. After finally gathering a convoy, he pulled it to the dock area to load supplies overnight, and was ready to set off for transportation in the morning.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, making the room warm. On the fire was a pot with canned meat from the Northwest Gulf. The viscount and a group of officials were eating supper, drinking wine, and discussing All kinds of things that happened in the city recently. Gradually, the topic was brought to the previous terrorist incident in the port—the assassination of Admiral Parker. The reason why it was called a terrorist incident was because its process was beyond people's imagination.

The annual Advent Day is approaching, General Parker held a banquet at home, invited many friends in the army, and planned to get drunk, but during the banquet, an accident happened.

The details of the incident were blocked by the authorities, but due to the large number of people present, a lot of news leaked out, and it spread more and more evil throughout Xigang. There are all kinds of rumors, and there are even witchcraft.

An officer sitting next to Dylan said mysteriously, "My brother-in-law is working as a guard in General Parker's mansion and witnessed the whole process. Do you want to know?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

The curiosity of the people obviously overwhelmed the order from above to block the news, and even Dylan, who had the highest status here, acquiesced to let the other party go down.

Looking at the curious and longing eyes of his colleagues, the secretary took a breath of satisfaction, and talked about that matter, of course, no one knew whether it had been embellished or not.

That night, when the wine was half drunk and the banquet was at its climax, two servants carried a whole roasted ox into the hall, which was the main course of the banquet. Meat.

Just after the crowd gathered around, one of the servants who carried the oxen suddenly had a strange smile on his face, and then he yelled at General Pike: "Master General, Captain Edward asked me to say hello to you."

When everyone was confused, the servant suddenly picked up a meat-cutting knife and stabbed it into Pai Ke's chest with lightning speed.

The surrounding guests were stunned by the sudden assassination, and they didn't react immediately, but the guards standing by the side of the hall reacted quickly, drew their weapons and rushed over.

But before the guards approached, the servant suddenly raised his hands and shouted, "My lords, Captain Edward also asked me to say hello to you."

Then an even weirder scene appeared, the servant's whole body suddenly swelled up, and after a while it swelled like a big meat ball.

Everyone seemed to have a premonition that something bad would happen next, and tried to stay away from him in horror.

There was a loud noise when it hit the ground, and the "meat ball" that had swelled beyond recognition suddenly exploded.

At this point, the clerk who was telling the story had a horrified expression on his face, as if he was a witness to the incident.

He described in a rambunctious tone: "The explosion was so violent, my wife and brother were still some distance away from the other party, but they could also feel the huge impact, as if an invisible hand slammed As if pushing him, the whole person flew upside down."

"Woo~" Accompanied by the clerk's narration, the courageous man trembled and drank heavily to suppress his shock.

"At the beginning, he was blown into a coma, his eyes were full of stares, and he could only hear the whining sound in his ears, and he didn't know how long it took him to wake up. When he got up and looked around, his surroundings had become a mess. "

"In the hall, only the guards who haven't rushed over and the guests who are far away are still standing. My brother-in-law has already figured it out, but his arm is dislocated. The closer the person is to the weird servant, the worse it is. .But the scariest thing is—”

"Human body stumps and disgusting flesh and blood are strewn all over the hall. It looks like a scene of hell. Many living female relatives were frightened into madness, and made great sword fights in horror."

"After the cleaning and investigation, the servant's body couldn't be pieced together, probably because of the self-explosion and turned into flesh."

After the clerk finished speaking, everyone swallowed in fear. Dylan almost spit out the canned meat he just ate. The scene narrated by his subordinates was really shocking.

"So, it was true that there was witchcraft in the city before?"

"It seems to be true, how could it be impossible to achieve that level with normal means?"

"My friends in the navy, they are in a mess. Because of this assassination, the entire high-ranking navy stationed in Xigang is almost wiped out. Those who are still alive can only lie in bed now."

While everyone was discussing, suddenly someone pointed out the window: "Huh? Is there a fire over there?"

Others also looked out of the window, only to see the flames rushing in the distance.

"That's... the direction of the port!"

Dylan was speechless, how many disasters have happened in Xigang these days.

"My lord, are we going to help put out the fire?" An official asked Dylan for instructions. It was night and they had ready hands.

Dylan shook his head, "No, there are people in charge of fire prevention at the port. Let's not add to the chaos and do our own thing well. Let's go out and see how much has been installed, and supervise those workers not to run around."

After everyone walked out of the house, there was noise from the direction of the fire.

At first they thought it was firefighters shouting ~lightnovelpub.net~ but gradually they recognized that it was clearly the sound of killing.

Everyone started to panic.

"Everyone, keep calm! Clerks, go and organize the laborers, don't run around, don't mess around with swords"

Dylan loudly ordered the captain of the city guard in charge of guarding the warehouse: "Captain Mark, let the guards under your command be put under martial law, and anyone who disturbs will be executed on the spot."

Although it is unclear what happened, it must be something bad. As the highest official in the warehouse area, he must take responsibility.

Under the strong pressure of the guards, the laborers finally calmed down. Dylan immediately sent someone to find out what happened to the pier.

Half an hour later, while everyone was waiting anxiously, the inquirer returned.

He was covered in blood and ran back out of breath.

"Master Dylan! Master Mark! Something is wrong."

"What happened?" Captain Mark pulled him, took out the jug and took a few sips of wine for him.

"It's pirates! Pirates are coming!"

Everyone was shocked.

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