《I'm the King Of Technology 》Chapter 793: Purpose
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"Saviour!"
"Saviour!"
"Saviour!"
"Saviour!"
(-_-)
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Landon felt helpless listening to everyone call him saviour.
Was he really that good?
He smiled awkwardly while listening to their praises.
Landon didn't want to dive into this matter yet until they solved the issue of these pirates.
First up, all 5 pirate ships were searched for wealth.
Of course, all the treasure was kept in a tiny room within the massive bedrooms that were designed for those leading the ship.
Which made sense, since pirates themselves were thieves.
If it was just kept somewhere within the crew's reach, people would be stealing them bit by bit secretly.
Landon gave 60% of the treasure to Lucia and her men, while he shared out 25% to the slaves who were rowing these ships below.
He instructed them to head towards Carona's coastal city that had the Bay-Caronian transport ships, and leave these pirate ships there.
One, ever since Baymard did its operations in that coastal city, it had surprisingly become safer because Carona had sent too many Caronian soldiers to guard the city and ensure peace and order there.
So even if they stepped out of their ships, they would not be bullied or robbed easily.
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Additionally, it was best for them to leave these pirate ships, board regulator ships back to their various empires and get back to their families.
If they didn't have any family, then they could use the money they had to start anew.
They just had to be careful not to be too eye-catching.
Landon only hoped that they weren't too greedy to leave these pirate ships.
After all, a ship alone could make one ridiculously rich if they sold them.
But that would only bring them more issues.
This was a pirate ship for heaven's sake.
And not just any pirate ship.
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But one that belonged to a very important member within the pirate organization.
For sure, they would track down those who did the ships and would definitely kill them after collecting from them.
Those who were greedy would only dig holes for themselves.
The money he gave them was enough to last them for an entire year if they lived simple lives.
So it was enough time to get a home, find a stable job and live well.
But if they wanted more than what their current lifestyle could handle, then they were on their own.
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As for the remaining 15% of the wealth, Landon kept it all to himself... Which no one had a problem with.
"Savior where will you keep them?
Do you want us to bring it to you in your empire?"
"No, don't worry about that.
You see, I brought my own boat." Landon said while pointing awkwardly at a speeding boat below.
Everyone was taken aback.
Since when was that there?
Everyone looked at the strange boat in confusion.
Was that really a boat?
It was so white and shiny that they really wanted to touch it.
"Wait.
Saviour, does this mean that you didn't appear out of thin air?"
Landon touched his nose awkwardly: "of course not. How can I appear and disappear like that? This boat is so fast that it can speed from my home to here in a matter of minutes. So I happen to be passing by and heard the sounds of swords clashing against each other."
What?
Everyone looked at it as if they were looking at treasure.
It was that fast?
No wonder they didn't see how he got here?
Now that they thought about it, their saviour was human.
So how could he appear and disappear into thin air?
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It was probably this boat that brought him here.
With that thought, they quickly aided him in transferring this 15% share of the wealth.
And while they did that, Landon went ahead to administer first aid to those in need.
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Before Landon arrived, the battle had already begun.
And many had received their one share of injuries.
Some of them already had old wounds from their numerous battles during their journey here.
And this pirate fight only opened those wounds even more.
He cleaned their wounds, bandaged them up and even gave them painkillers.
Javis and Andrew, the 2 princes also had old wounds that were too deep.
And coupled with their new injuries, they would undoubtedly need treatment and rest for several months in the hospital.
Moreover, many of them needed to undergo surgery and recuperate once they reached Baymard
So there was no escaping it.
That's why he also gave them a lot of money since they would be staying till January.
With everything finally settled and the pirate ships sent off, they could now talk without fear of information getting leaked.
It was only they and their Saviour now.
With that, everyone gathered on the deck.
Even those on Lucia's other ships came to the main one.
Several people brought seats for Lucia, Javis, Andrew and their saviour.
Javis and Andrew were heavily injured, and couldn't stand for long, so it was only right.
As for the rest, they chose to sit on the deck in a circular manner around Landon, Lucia and get brothers.
They sat in silence, as all 4 people began their discussion.
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"Saviour, thank you for treating our injuries.
I would like to formally introduce ourselves to you.
We come from the continent of Romain.
More specifically, we come from the Empire of Zalipnia.
I'm crown prince Andrew Wynterborne, this is my second brother Javis Wynterborne and my dear sister, Princess Lucia Wynterborne.
And we travelled all across the waters in search of you, our saviour."
Landon was shocked.
Eh?
What?
Did they come all this way in search of him?
Landon felt their search was tied to what secrets the system didn't want to reveal.
"Bring out the portrait," Andrew commanded.
And immediately, one of the men dashed away and returned with the portrait.
Andrew quickly unravelled it and presented it to Landon to further prove that they were telling the truth.
Landon glanced at the portrait in shock.
He had never taken this portrait before, even the pose, and the texture of the portrait seemed different from what the Pyno continent used.
Where did they get from?
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Landon was surprised at the portrait before him.
It was too strange.
The feeling was the same as if something happened to give you a photo of yourself which you were sure you never took.
One would even wonder if he/she had a twin or a doppelganger hidden in the shadows somewhere.
When had he taken this?
If the system didn't assure him that these people were blessed by the heavens, he would've thought that he was in a horror movie where his doppelganger sent these people to lure him in and kill him.
What was more mysterious was that this was a portrait and not a photo.
Didn't it mean that whoever took it had to stand there for hours?
That was definitely not him.
No matter how you look at it, it was a little bit bizarre and mysterious.
To make matters worse, the stupid system didn't feel the need to explain things to him.
He looked at the portrait helplessly.
Could anyone tell him what was going on?
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