Chapter 929 - 876: My Dad Is Adam
No matter what, establishing a new alliance is something worth celebrating, and it’s best to build good relationships early on.
Da Fei laughed heartily, "Congratulations to Captain Blood Hook for establishing his own base. My fleet has brought along quite a bit of food, wine, tools, and clothing. I’ll give 1000 units to the captain for use."
Yasoro said calmly, "Thank you, City Lord Boss. Other things don’t really matter, but we definitely need more wine and food. This place doesn’t seem suitable for living off fishing."
Well said, City Lord Boss. Whether you like it or not, you have to accept it!
Da Fei chuckled, "No worries, I have plenty of dried fish and sweet wine." With a wave of his hand, the Vine Demons and Angel Army on the ship began to unload supplies. Originally, all food and wine should’ve been given to them, but those dwarves on the Lighthouse Islands also don’t have good food or drink, so their share must be kept.
Yasoro also waved his hand, "Boys, we must help with things like this! Let’s go!"
The pirates cheered and dove into the sea to receive the goods. Then two pings from the system prompt:
——System Prompt: 326 pirate rowers and 11 pirate captains have joined Fatalon City.
——System Prompt: Your reputation among Nether Sea Pirates has become respectful.
Oh yeah, pirates have joined!
To the pirates who have long held respect for me, turning their neutrality to respect was really easy. However, the crew capacity on these 11 pirate ships is nearly empty. Each ship only has a lone captain in the cockpit and about 30 rowers in the lower deck, a configuration clearly unsuitable for war, and this is indeed a problem.
As expected, Yasoro asked again, "City Lord Boss, even though I don’t know what resources are around here, battles are inevitable, and our current team is almost out of troops. Can you help solve the manpower issue?"
Manpower, huh? I’m about to go solo against the Naga Empire, and I already don’t have enough manpower, so I can’t spare any troops. Samael is still a lone commander hoping I help him build a city and recruit troops, which definitely won’t work. Da Fei immediately thought of Ghost Dragon Cliff.
So Da Fei said, "Then once we’re done here, let’s go over to Ghost Dragon Cliff and see. There’s plenty of troops there, so borrowing some shouldn’t be a problem."
Yasoro said solemnly, "So it’s the Ghost Dragon I saw on the way here? I must meet him properly then."
Indeed, knowing to build good relationships with nearby forces shows true leadership. Da Fei also felt reassured.
Now thinking about it, there shouldn’t be anything left to deal with in Fatalon, right? Oh, there’s one more thing, Hilda has been cooped up in the bar, not disembarking. I still want to see what this pair of Broken Wings Angels would say when she meets Samael. If she won’t get off the boat, I have to find a way to get Samael onboard.
Under the diligent efforts of the pirates, a mountain of food, wine, and tools was piled up on the shore. Then, accompanied by Anlicia, Samael also arrived.
Da Fei hurriedly asked, "Lord Samael, are you done?"
Anlicia laughed, "Yes, we’re done, and thanks to the lord’s guidance, I learned three words!"
Da Fei was astonished, "Three words?"
Samael shook his head and chuckled with embarrassment, "I’m ashamed to say these Divine Talismans were handed down by the Druid Divine Sect’s Ancient Gods. I didn’t know much before, and I’ve been here alone for so long that I’ve forgotten many things."
Geez! Although the book is thin, there are at least thousands of words, yet he only knows three and still boasts about being here for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Anlicia laughed, "There are hundreds of Ancient Divine Talismans, so recognizing three words is quite an impressive achievement."
Only then did Da Fei realize, thinking, that’s right, even common Chinese characters only amount to about a thousand. Indeed, this is not bad progress.
Da Fei immediately said, "Thank you, lord. Lord, Yasoro’s forces are seriously lacking. We need to head to Ghost Dragon Cliff to borrow some troops from the Necromancer Dragon, but I’m not very familiar with the Dragon King. Would the lord mind accompanying us for a trip?"
Samael laughed, "We’ve already met twice; how can we not be familiar? All right, I’ll take this opportunity to meet him in person and discuss future developments."
Oh yeah! He’s on my ship now! Da Fei pointed to the sea with a smile, "Please, lord, board the Radiant Wings. It has the most luxurious bar, and I’m sure you haven’t tasted mortal wine in a long time. I want to take this chance to entertain you."
Samael laughed, "Alright, your hospitality is hard to refuse. I’ll also take this opportunity to closely examine the Warrior’s battleship." Finished speaking, his figure flashed, and Samael immediately appeared on the deck of the Radiant Wings, waving to Da Fei from afar.
Geez! Even as an avatar, he’s this cool. If you don’t seize this chance to impart something valuable to me, won’t you be letting me down for making this trip?
Da Fei waved his hand, "Whole army, board the ship, prepare to set off!"
Yasoro also immediately shouted, "Boys, board the ship, clear the way!"
With the high morale of the pirates’ cheers, the fleet set sail again, heading towards Ghost Dragon Cliff.
Meanwhile, as Da Fei had hoped, Samael settled with great interest at the bar counter on the Radiant Wings, while the bar’s beautiful women began welcoming the guests with their dance, and Hilda passed two glasses of wine to Samael and Da Fei.
Samael laughed, "Warrior, installing such features on a sea-faring ship is quite tasteful indeed."
Da Fei laughed, "Mortal life is so short; don’t shortchange your life too much."
Samael took a sip of wine, shook his head, and sighed, "If it were in the past, I would have advised mortals not to indulge in pleasure, to devoutly serve the divine, so their souls could live eternally in Heaven. But now, it seems — that’s completely unhelpful for boosting internal demand!"
—Oh pfft! Da Fei couldn’t help but spray a mouthful of his drink.
Samael then asked Hilda, "Miss, why did you come down here?"
Da Fei’s brow flicked; oh yeah! What’s meant to happen is finally happening, what kind of plot will this trigger?
Hilda replied in surprise, "What is the lord referring to?"
Hmm, still feigning ignorance at this point.
Samael just smiled understandingly, "I see! But you’re still better off than me. I was just forgotten!"
Da Fei laughed so hard his stomach hurt! Little did they know, if I was just guessing wildly without any proof, the system wouldn’t officially recognize it, but Sammael, with his split form as a God-level Angel, saw right through you at a glance. Let’s see how you keep pretending!
Finally, Hilda let out a long sigh, "Can you tell us your story, lord?"
Samael smiled, "Because my superior was once the Death Angel Supervisor Azazel, and Azazel’s superior was the First Angel Lucifer. The last two divine messages I received from the Divine Realm were from Azazel, to be precise, sent to all subordinates. One was to have me participate in the Heavenly War launched by Lucifer. I didn’t respond. The second message was him telling me the war was going to fail and to join him in defecting to Hell with Lucifer. Again, I didn’t respond. So, after many years, I never received any more divine messages and was forgotten."
Hilda responded, "Although you didn’t participate in the rebellion, it’s almost equivalent to being exiled for rebellion. That’s a bit unjust."
Samael shook his head and smiled, "I spent thousands of years waiting, trying to determine whether I was punished or forgotten, and finally, I confirmed I was forgotten. Except for Azazel, no one in the Divine Realm knows about Fatalon’s existence."
With that said, Samael declared with enthusiasm, "But this also means I am free, and I can finally do something by my own will! Mortal lives can achieve great deeds in a century; how can I waste a thousand years and do nothing? So I awaited the appearance of the Warrior, to conspire in a grand enterprise. Miss, you have ambitions as well, don’t you? How about joining forces with us?"
Da Fei was overjoyed! He didn’t expect Samael to become the spokesperson.
Hilda shook her head with a sigh, "I’m sorry, both of you. In my current form, I am also an avatar, and as for my true self, I am sealed within the Great Cathedral, repenting. The task of my avatar is to earn more money, support the church, help orphans, and do good deeds. That’s all I can do; I cannot participate in your grand ventures."
Turns out Hilda is an avatar! Geez, no wonder she knows so much, even capable of countering a Demon God! Da Fei astonishingly asked, "What sin does your true self have?"
Hilda replied disdainfully, "I am Lilim!"
—Oh pfft! Da Fei spat a mouthful of old blood: "How is that possible?"
Hilda shook her head, "But my father is Adam, and I am the first child of Lilith. Although I was born in the mortal world, I am fundamentally different from other demon offspring Lilims. However, I still have to bear their sins, baptizing and liberating the deceased. That’s a task that perhaps can never be completed — by the way, my avatars are many, but you are the first to see through me!"
Da Fei’s jaw dropped! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)