The night grew darker and darker, and it was the darkest hour before dawn.

Dean pushed open the window of the captain's room, letting the sea breeze blow and flip the open books on the desk—not a book of secret arts or legends, just a biography of a travelogue.

Dean naturally does not collect such books, but when Dean accepted the fleet, he kept them in this captain's room, and the dozen or so similar books on the shelves obviously show the original captain's love for such biographies; However, if you don't like it, you can't have a heart to sail on the sea, right?

With a sigh, Dean closed the book he had opened casually and put it back on the shelf again.

Then he sat down in his chair, his eyes staring straight out of the boat, and his dark pupils grew deeper and deeper.

It's mid-to-late April, and there are less than five months left before the outbreak of the Blood Moon War.

It's urgent!

In fact, for an impending war, no amount of time is of the essence from the perspective of the participants, especially when acting as the weaker side.

Therefore, before Dean arrived at the port of the King of Gosai, he kept thinking about how to give his side more chances of winning.

Setty, under the deterrence of that Seti king, is completely monolithic, and there is no need to think about it at all.

On his own side, there was no problem in the south where the Jade Archduke was located, but the north of the Marquis of York was slightly troublesome.

As a nobleman of jade, the Marquis of York, who is a gold-level powerhouse, has long been more than just the lord of a county. The northern aristocracy of the entire jadeite has some relationship with it to a greater or lesser extent. Even. Far more than he knew.

Therefore, wanting to 'remind' and 'change' the Marquis of York, Dean never thought of it.

After all, the other party is no longer alone.

What's more, according to the other party's temper and character, his 'reminder' and 'change' can only be counterproductive.

And after putting aside the biggest pillars of Siti and the Emerald North, Dean's eyes naturally fell on the other side of the First Blood Moon War: Gao Sai.

As a high match that joins the battlefield as an Emerald 'ally'. Undoubtedly, this is a great variable.

Even if he changed a lot, Findel did not become the King of the High Sai, and the original King of the High Sai is still alive and well, but no one can guarantee what decision the original King of the High Sai made.

In the face of war and interests, it is difficult for anyone to believe.

Not to mention the so-called 'allies'!

Dean has always thought so.

Therefore, Dean thinks that he should let Gosai not have the strength to join this war, or, more accurately...... Let them have no time to take care of themselves!

Facing the throne of the high race. Findel has been preparing!

Dean knows this.

And the Prince of Eddie was also silently preparing. It's just another way!

And the one who can restrain the two is nothing more than the current King of Gao Sai!

In the previous life, it was also the sudden death of King Gao Sai that gave Findel an opportunity, and this life ......

As if thinking of something, Dean chuckled softly.

"Stimulate the bloodline with the breath of the ancestors and gain more powerful strength...... Really good way; However, external forces are external forces after all, and the body cannot be infinitely overdrawn......"

Dean, who whispered to himself, smiled brighter and brighter.

However, there is not the slightest temperature, just cold.

Knock, knock!

The knock on the door made Dean, who was whispering to himself, look up—

"Come in!"

Dean said.

The door was gently pushed open, and Mivier, who was dressed in a brown dress, walked in lightly, looking at Dean sitting in the chair, obviously with a sense of fear, she shrank and glanced at the bookshelf behind Dean with her eyes, and after a long while, she resignedly said: "I—I want to borrow a book, this, this is last time!" ”

As she spoke, a book was carried out by Miviel from behind.

Borrowing books to read was proposed by Miviel herself—after exchanging her labor for food and drink, Miviel accidentally showed her considerable medical skills.

This medical skill is naturally quite useful in the Zelgang fleet on a long voyage.

So, Miviel has more 'exchange capital'.

However, Miviel doesn't seem to have much of a concept of money, on the contrary, she loves to read.

And in the entire Zelgaon fleet, where books were held, there was only Dean's captain's room.

So, naturally, every once in a while, Miviel would be in Dean's captain's room - except that Miviel seemed to have a deep fear of Dean.

Even though they meet every once in a while, this fear does not pass because of the passage of time, on the contrary, it becomes more and more intense.

Look at the expression on that face, and the more you stutter as you speak.

Dean knew it.

Dean, though, didn't care.

For a guy of unknown origin, he did not kill the other party directly, but stayed within the range of surveillance, allowing the other party to exchange labor for food and water, and even, be able to read.

This is already a great mercy for Dean.

Therefore, even if he knew that the other party was afraid of him, Dean did not intend to change his attitude.

"Hmm!"

Looking at the other party holding the book, Dean nodded, and his eyes turned to the black outside the window again.

Although her heart is full of fear, Miviel seems to be a little used to Dean.

At least, she knew that the person in front of her habitually remained silent most of the time, habitually stayed up late, and relied on lunch breaks every day to replace most of the time.

Miviel was eager to tell Dean about the downsides of that.

However, before she could say anything, just touching the other party's gaze, Miviel began to tremble.

After several times, Miviel wisely chose to give up.

Just keep it that way, don't anger him!

Miviel with such thoughts. It's like a frightened fawn. In writing Tiger. Reading as Dean's side, a new life began.

Wipe down the deck, help with the kitchen, wash the laundry......

One by one, one by one, things that she had not been exposed to at all, began to fill her life.

It was painful, and Miviel felt tired from her injuries.

It's just that after getting used to it, she felt strange again.

Especially, when you are able to see a book. Such a strange bishop became reassuring and even more curious, for it was the first time she had seen such a book.

Feeling the travels and adventures, Miviel was really excited.

Her fingers rubbed over the books, carefully selecting the ones she wanted to read the most, her white face turned red, and when she read one of the most thrilling passages, Miviel couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"Ahh

As soon as such an exclamation appeared, Miviel covered her mouth.

Still, it caught Dean's attention.

When Dean frowned and looked at her. Once again, Miviel began to tremble.

"Don't kill, kill me! Don't stab me with your sword! ”

Miviel met Dean's gaze and immediately bowed and apologized. At the same time, he kept talking.

Obviously, Dean's original sword left a deep and indelible impression on Miviel.

And it seems that in the face of the fear of death, the stuttering has also become a little better.

"Remember to be quiet next time, or I'll hang you on the bow of the ship to dry!"

Dean said with a frown.

"Yes, yes!"

Miviel nodded repeatedly.

She would never take Dean's words as a joke, the scar on his chest was a constant reminder of him.

Then, in order not to make Dean angry, she quickly picked up the books in her hand, sorted out the bookshelves again, said goodbye to Dean, and left quickly.

The door was gently shut.

Then, as if the footsteps of a hundred meters were rushing, they gradually faded away, as if some terrible creature was chasing her.

And the sound of such footsteps naturally came to Dean's ears clearly.

Even as his weakest attribute [Perception], it is not comparable to ordinary knights.

Dean's gaze swept over the door, and then his eyes began to sweep towards his XP value.

XP：11570

This is undoubtedly the largest amount of XP since Dean was reborn.

Even, it's the maximum XP before respawning.

After all, at that time, Dean did not make use of the convenience given to him by the 'reasonable' system at all, but chose a path that seemed to be right, but was actually wrong.

The group that was destroyed before, the thugs with the highest strength and only the big knight are the best proof of this.

Although the number of thugs was large, more than two hundred.

But without a suppressive level, Dean knew that he would not be able to gain more than 2,600 XP in a single battle, especially against a group of opponents who seemed to be lambs to the slaughter.

"Half of the XP required for the completion of [Troll Power] has been obtained, and the remaining half ......"

Dean thought of the remaining half and didn't worry any more.

After all, neither the Frost family behind Fedok nor the Prince of Findel would be merciful to him, the 'culprit'.

And with the background of the Gaosai Kingdom, perhaps the gold level is rare, and there are only three.

However, the silver-level powerhouses are more than twice as many as the jade, and they are the countries with the most silver-level powerhouses among the three kingdoms, including Xiti.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Dean would form a special squad to assassinate him or something like that with a silver-level powerhouse.

Even, in itself, is looking forward to it.

"Your blood shows me the way, and your corpses ...... will build my path! ”

Dean said silently, then turned and walked towards the captain's room.

The exclamations of the wounded soldiers from the military port on the dock let him know that a guest was coming.

Moreover, it was still at dawn, in the open, to visit his guests.

PS First Update~

Decadence overslept...... I'm sorry everyone!

Chapter 2 is also in the works! The decadence is absolutely over and I'll go to dinner!! (To be continued......)