Chapter 542: The reward for loyalty
Translator: Translation Nation Editor: Translation Nation
"You....you apostates!!!"
That gypsy diviner scowled with defeated agony.
"How could that be! How is that possible, why aren’t you dead? The combination of hearts and diamonds gives birth to the flames of the underworld. Your soul should’ve been burnt...….ahh!!!"
Before she could finish her statement, her face suffered yet another heavy blow!
A blow that struck her vision black with stars swirling, where her left cheek swelled like a meatbun. Indeed, Sheyan had smacked her face with his saber’s back.
That gypsy diviner sprawled to the ground in anguish, before Sheyan trampled down onto her.
At present, one could tell Sheyan’s wounds weren’t light at all. His entire body was smeared with cauterizing wounds, which were emitting out strands of cyan fumes.
Sheyan lifted his long saber emotionlessly, before hacking down. The gypsy diviner’s pupils instantly contracted as she unexpectedly yelled out.
"Don’t kill me!"
Sheyan’s blade halted right before her throat.
"Why not?"
The eyes of the gypsy diviner flickered as she gritted her teeth, as though coming to terms with her resolution.
"I can surrender to you, I’ll be your slave! I heard of your prowess, you can deprive others of their strength. But first, you must kill Trish for me, and deprive her of her cards!"
Sheyan pressed his foot against her face. His eyes were as austere as the icy arctic ocean.
With a hoarse voice, he questioned.
"How will a piece of garbage like you benefit me? But more importantly, I’ve never spoken conditions with others!"
As he spoke, Sheyan raised his saber once again!
Nevertheless, he had since exchanged glances with Reef and Mogensha, and was smiling lightly. Obviously, if Sheyan hadn’t been moved by her words, he would’ve already chopped down. Why would he bullshit with her?
At this moment, a gypsy guardian lying in a pool of blood bellowed angrily.
"Taitish!! How dare you betray our Queen Jiejie, you...."
Before that gypsy guardian could finish speaking, a pirate strolled up to him. Sneering and shaking his head, the pirate raised his foot and stomped down!
His head splattered like a watermelon, red and white fluids blending into the muddy soil. Around it was a gruesome mix of white hair and beard. This tragic depiction truly caused one to quiver in fear.
That woman, Taitish, had already lost her valor after receiving vehement slashes of the saber. She shrieked while trembling.
"Spare me, I know many secrets of us gypsies. You aren’t aware, but Jiejie is extremely engrossed in the dark powers unleashed by your diary. Right now, she is even trying to contact that power in her own accord! Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left in this moment. Even with your current prowess, it would be hard to withstand the brunt of their successful collusion."
The ice-cold ‘+7 West’ was stationed by the neck of diviner Taitish, allowing her dreadful heart to sense the killing incisiveness of its intent.
Sheyan was pathetically charred black, but he appeared like a demon standing loftily on her, with his brutish leg trampling down on her face. He desired to rampantly suppress her spirit.
"What you’ve just said can be counted as a reason, but that isn’t enough!"
Taitish appeared to be someone with quick reactions. She instantly refuted.
"Master! I’ve already lost my greatest two poker cards as well as my crystal ball. My mission has failed. My status would be demoted even upon returning, and my future plagued with endless frustrations. Why not surrender, mayhaps you can restore my prowess."
"Furthermore, I’m not even forty years of age, but look at how ghostly of a being I’ve transformed into. It is all because Jiejie has been constantly feeding her two totemic sacrificial beasts with our life essence. With such a formidable backing like master, then at least I can live for another few years! As proof of my loyalty, I can relinquish my ‘Soul-lodging Ball’ to you. As long as you shatter this crystal ball, I will perish immediately."
Sheyan’s eyes flickered as he asked.
"Then why hasn’t Jiejie take away your ‘Soul-lodging Ball’ to manipulate you?"
Taitish smiled bleakly.
"That’s impossible. Jiejie isn’t our lifelong empress. Our gypsy clan re-elects once every three years, while the past Jiejies will be eternally barred from being the Jiejie again. This regulation isn’t determined by us, but the harsh restriction set by the two totemic sacrificial beasts. Us gypsies are already pressured greatly, if someone wishes to seize our ‘Soul-lodging Ball’, it would inevitably incite a massive upheaval."
Sheyan instead ignored her. Evidently, this information brought by Taitish was exceptionally shocking. He turned to Mogensha.
"How many has escaped?"
Mogensha shook his head.
"None fled. Those gypsy slaves do not possess their own will, while the gypsy guardians all wore heavy armour within. None were permitted to flee. Furthermore, our harvest isn’t small. Although we didn’t reap a single equipment of value, our accounts probably increased by 30,000 utility points."
Proceeding from there, Sheyan rummaged through with his ‘Pirate Captain’ plundering ability. Surprisingly, he managed to find a light-blue grade unique storyline equipment. It was one of the steel armour that a gypsy knight was wearing. Although wearing it had the price of lowered agility, it could substantially increase one’s defence.
At this moment, he turned to a big bearded pirate whose hair and brows were burnt. That pirate was still coughing blood, and a distinct footprint was engraved on his leather armour at the chest. Indeed, it was that brave pirate who dared to charge forward previously, attempting to use his body to block the fireball for Sheyan.
Sheyan strolled towards his front.
"Your name."
The remaining pirates instantly casted envious gazes towards that big bearded pirate, understanding his insane actions previously were a correct gamble. That pirate shivered excitedly as he knelt and pressed his forehead to the ground.
"Davies, sir."
Sheyan pondered about the gaze Davies had displayed while lunging forth to cover him. It was a gaze brimming with zealotry, like Yumi watching Chun Ge*....Sheyan nodded, before he produced that sword from the party storage.
(TL: Chun Ge (春哥) is a singer/actress, while Yumi (玉米) is the nickname for the fans of that singer)
Harrod’s dual-handed greatsword!
Iceshard Cruelty!!
He placed that greatsword over Davies’s shoulder before proclaiming.
"I have seen your sacrifice, that you offered your life for me. Although that is the extent of weakness of your obligation and duty, such loyalty and virtue is commendable. Remember this, and lead the lost sheep out of the darkness and into the right path."
Davies pressed his forehead to the ground as his voice trembled.
"Captain. I be undeservin’ of your praise, of your favour!!"
Sheyan replied indifferently.
"This I bestow unto you, the divine war strength I deprived of the mighty viking warrior, Harrod. Either conquer it, or be vanquished by it! Hold its shaft! Subdue its spirit! Are you prepared? Do you dare conquer such might?"
While he spoke, Sheyan placed the ‘Iceshard Cruelty’ in Davies’s hands.
Without answering, Davies exerted his strength to grip the shaft of this greatsword! His eyes burned with a zealous passion, as spotlessly white crystal ice condensed onto his entire body; congealing him into an ice sculpture.
Yet in that instance, cracks emerged on that ice sculpture. Meanwhile, Davies’s hair, brows and beard were dyed snow white instantaneously. He howled fanatically into the sky. It was as though snowflakes were pouring down from the sky!
It was clear. The unwavering conviction of the originally weak Davies had acquired the approval of the sword’s horcrux. His strength had abruptly soared to at least a half of Harrod’s redoubtable might! Of course, his resistance to attacks wasn’t enhanced by much. Though that was the case, it was truly a case of an ordinary pirate reaching heaven in a single bound.
Following that, Sheyan bestowed that steel armour to another courageous pirate. Finally, he turned to Taitish.
"You saw that?"
Taitish’s eyes were blank, as she sluggishly responded.
"I’ve seen it."
Sheyan coldly declared.
"Only loyalty. Loyalty alone can fuel my desire to strengthen you!’
Taitish shivered as she stepped aside. Sighing, she knew that she had saved her measly little life. Drooping her head down, she submitted.
"Yes, master."
Sheyan issued indifferently.
"Therefore, not to reciprocate is against etiquette. Since the gypsies are plotting against me, they shall face my wrath. You just mentioned Jiejie isn’t around? Since nobody has escaped, and your status isn’t compromised, I shall amass my crew first….before you lead me to your nearest nest, the gypsies’ boat. When that time comes, it will be your turn to prove your loyalty."
Taitish casted an amazed expression to him.
"You, you…..how did you know we came here by ship."
Sheyan answered disdainfully.
"The gypsies are nomadic wanderers. They would never stay for long anywhere. In recent times, Port Royal has fallen within the iron fist of control of Norrington. Therefore, establishing a large armed force nearby Port Royal is close to impossible. So what else can you do? The only possibility is large ships that can lay anchor nearby the shores."
Taitish paused silently, before continuing.
"Although speaking in this manner is inappropriate, I must still speak. Sir, please refrain from such an action."
Sheyan asked insipidly.
"Oh?"
Taitish replied in a bitter and astringent manner.
"This is what I feel. Although Jiejie isn’t around, and I can act as a rat, but the gypsy campsite will remain arduous to capture....because, anchored right there is Jiejie’s flagship! Furthermore, the presider in place is absolutely not weak....that woman, is hailed as the worthiest candidate to assume position as the next Jiejie! The might of her prowess isn’t something one can rashly challenge!"