Pirate Kingship-Chapter 722 - 479: King of the Great Seas Patrols—Those Who Obey Prosper, Those Who Resist Perish

Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The bell tolled continuously above Havana Port, the colony of the Kingdom of Castilia.

After three consecutive rings, each sounding nine times, no more waiting for the unprepared accompanying cargo ships or the unlucky sailors who happened to be late.

The voice of Treasure Fleet Commander, Fourth Order Transcendent [Beast Nemesis] Wickliffe Debo reached everyone's ears:

"All ships of the Treasure Fleet, weigh anchor, set sail!"

Then the captains of each ship echoed commands throughout the port:

"Weigh anchor, set sail!"

Sailors aboard warships and cargo ships shouted in unison as they turned the capstan, hoisting the enormous ship anchors, weighing several tons, from the sea floor bit by bit.

"One, two, one, two, one, two..."

Satchel sailors loosened the halyards, partially opening the sails, allowing each large Garen to slowly leave the port.

The massive fleet, totaling over a hundred vessels and laden with various precious cargo, took over half the day just to depart the harbor.

Until these man-made leviathans stretched across the sea, spanning over ten kilometers, with white sails connected from one end to another, so far that one end couldn't be seen from the other.

Aboard the flagship and leading ship [Ox City], Fleet Commander Wickliffe Debo's voice once more relayed through the Law Network to the entire fleet:

"Title effect: [Treasure Ship's Key] is about to activate. All fleet members prepare, strictly forbidden to leave the deck.

Each ship's [Navigator], take note, countdown now, ten seconds. Ten, nine, eight...

Three, two, one, Key open!"

Buzz——!

A golden radiant aura unfurled from the fore cross of every ship, from the legion flag symbolizing the Treasure Fleet, enveloping the entire fleet like a wave.

All informational elements were collected, converging above the fleet into the shape of a giant lock head.

Snap!

With a crisp sound of mechanical sealing, the entire fleet instantaneously vanished from the sea surface.

Not a trace, not even a ripple from the ships' passage disturbed the water.

It was as if they collectively slipped into another layer of the parallel world, shielding their presence, severing all ties with the external world.

Only fleet members could see each other.

In reality, they remained where they were, sails unfurled, heading eastward.

But without any one of the three Keepers of Secrets decoding for them, they would forever disappear from others' worlds.

Just like Gus, who almost entirely slipped from everyone's memory back then.

Seeing the wave smoothly envelop the surroundings, Fleet Commander Wickliffe Debo finally exhaled slightly:

"Whew, this time the Keepers include Your Majesty Enrique IV among the three Fifth Orders; no one can force them to leak any secrets.

Now that the Key's open smoothly, this treasure-stealth operation is more than halfway complete.

Next, just pray they don't encounter unavoidable natural disasters." the

The female attendant officer beside him, with the same striking red hair, nodded along, suddenly lowered her voice to ask:

"Brother, do you think [Lady Green] Angelia and her Guardsmen have boarded?

And what is it they are rushing to get back? So mysterious, so hasty.

I wanted to take the chance to visit the Bantaan Archipelago but couldn't find the opportunity."

Wickliffe first ensured no outsiders were around, then explained to his sister:

"Katerina, you must know [Lady Green], the Fourth Order Heroic Knight, is now donned with the Bayfolk-passed [First Level Holy Relic - Aurora Guard].

This armor makes them all part of the light, moving as one with the world, rendering all divination ineffective.

The secrecy level is no less than the Treasure Fleet's title effect.

The only way is through an act of severing conceptually the amorphous force of aurora, to find the true form beneath the armor, to harm the owner.

We can't guess what task they are executing; even if the group stood right in front of us, we wouldn't see them.

[Lady Green] is of direct lineage to Your Majesty, if not to prevent miscommunication or conflict, His Majesty might not even tell us of this secret squad's existence.

There's no need for you to worry excessively; even if [Lady Green]'s mission fails, it won't be blamed on us."

The siblings evidently hadn't realized the severe repercussions [Lady Green]'s journey might lead to.

If they knew in advance what [Lady Green] was escorting, they'd definitely not be so casual. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Because, in some eyes, the Kingdom of Castilia's royal authority weighs a hundredfold more than the treasures of the Treasure Fleet, with exponentially greater power deciding upon such commitment.

But alas, in the world, there is no "if."

The Debo siblings, Wickliffe and Katerina, are children of the Kingdom of Castilia's Guardian, Fifth Order Legendary Navigator [Boat King of Barcelona].

Their family isn't secret households of the King, but newly emerging oceanic nobility descendants rising with the Great Nautical Age.

And it's precisely this Boat King who first proposed the strong maritime power declaration years ago:

"Whoever controls the seas controls trade; whoever controls world trade controls the world's wealth, ultimately controlling the world itself!"

Debo Family akin to the Neville Family of the Kingdom of Hightins, but far more formidable.