《I'm the King Of Technology 》Chapter 1213: A Good Show Was Coming
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~Bam!
Everyone's body trembled like shivering oysters getting taken off their clams.
But even though everyone had their heads down, looking at the damage on the floor, no one gave a hoot about it at all!
No. Their minds were too busy focusing on the giant creature in the room... Their leader.
The man took a deep breath and raised his beautifully shaped brows underneath his mask calmly. But of course, his aura was nothing close to being calm, still as sharp as ever.
"So you're telling me that my brother was possibly kidnapped, his goods stolen, and no leads found? Not even one? Then why the hell do I ensure that thousands and thousands of you get stationed all across the waters? You mean to tell me that no one saw his ship sail out that far? Are you trying to give me the impression that his ships popped out there in the open like magic, hence missing your detection?"
Everyone wanted to nod, but they dared not.
Listening to the leader speak, or honestly sounded silly. No. Stupid.
How can a ship appear, disappear, and pop out onto the far waters away from any continents just like that?
No! Impossible.
So could it be that maybe Whitebeard, who knew where all their ships would be stationed, wanted to give from them, perhaps because he was guilty of something?
Oops. That way of thinking was also too far-fetched too.
.
Everyone knows how much Whitebeard loved being a pirate. He wouldn't trade or sabotage his current existence or lifestyle for nothing.
He was the leader's brother and had enjoyed countless privileges for decades now. He was highly respected, and even when other pirates, merchants or passerbys saw his pirate ships, they would give him so much respect and fear for their lives.
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Additionally, in a way, betraying the pirates would be the same as crossing Morgany too
And given how proud they as Morgs were, it was impossible for Whitebeard to betray them.
The cons of betrayal outway the pros by far. So why do so?
Not to talk to the fact that they, the Morgs, controlled the waters. And Whitebeard also had a lavish life and owned several properties due to his benefits.
Additionally, Whitebeard might be arrogant amd sometimes stupid. But it was an undeniable fact that he loved his brothers.
Betrayal wasn't really something that he could imagine Whitebeard doing.
.
For the leader, his thoughts never for once strayed towards the oath of betrayal. He, more than anyone, knew his brothers.
So forget it. It was impossible.
But then again, the fact that his ship also appeared that far out was also somewhat suspicious.
The leader massaged his chin with a playful look in his eyes: "Tell me. What was his last assignment before vanishing?"
"Leader, he had already picked up some items from Magoon Terique in Pyno and was heading towards Veinitta briefly. A year back, our merchants in Terique didn't confirm that he had left. And sure enough, he also met another pirate fleet while sailing across the Northern part of Arcadina, which also confirmed that he did leave Terique. And after that, communication was lost."
Lost?
The leader's eyes flickered with a strange light: "And in the end, his ship was found docked out far in the open seas in a location that would take months and even close to a year's travel to any nearby continent?"
"Yes, leader."
"And what continents are closest to that location?"
"Veinitta and Pyno." Said the man obediently.
And in the end, he only heard the leader begin laughing in an evil manner that made his scalp tingle in fear.
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Leader... Is, is everything alright with you?
"Bahahahahhahaha!~~~."
The man's eerie laughter filled the room, making everyone higher in their seats, not knowing whether they had offended the leader in some way or not.
Oh my God! They were just trying to stay alive, alright?
.
The burly man grinned murderously: "Interesting. It looks like my brother was kidnapped around Pyno. He might not be there anymore, not Pyno is the place to start!"
"Yes!" The others replied.
In short, they too had suspected that he should be around these 2 continents. But they were only 50% sure. Who knows if the enemies wanted them to think that and would flee to another far away continent like Tenola or worse, Lampe, where those Adonis bastards were?
The leader was right. They had to start their search out there.
"Out of curiosity, the private fleet that last saw my brother, where were they heading to?"
"Magoon island, Leader. It's just by Terique."
"And what about my other brother? What about The Baker? Have you heard from his assistant Ratcliffe? Weren't they supposed to be in that same Terique you mentioned?"
Shaking his dead, the man agreed: "Yes, leader. But they fled to Magoon island. And before fleeing, they had already sent a message to headquarters by then. It appears that the Temple of Dragmus was after them."
~Crack
The wooden armrest cracked from the leader's rage.
Dragmus. Dragmus.
Those Bastard people who betrayed his forefathers and kicked them out of Pyno millenniums ago.
.
When they first got here, their pirate group wasn't anything to talk about.
But with time, just finding their way, inter-marrying with Morgs to establish connections and also doing dirty jobs got them started.
And thousands and thousands of years later, they were now part of the Morg society.
In fact, their original accents had long been washed away with time. And because over the centuries, most of the children born were Morgs, forget it.
They had long forgotten that they were initially from Pyno.
One could say that even the current leader was probably 1/20th Pyno when looking at his ancestry.
The last Pyno person in his generation was 20 generations back.
Their family had always maintained and overruled the pirate organization.
Meaning his cousins could also compete for his position too.
Actually, as per pirate law, any pirate with enough merits could compete and take over.
But the question now was who would dare?
Thinking of how Dragmus had always been their arch-enemies, the burly man so severely wanted to destroy them all.
But unbeknownst to him, sometimes had already done his work for him.
However, that person also happens to be his enemy.
Heh. A good show was coming.
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