The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

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"It's nothing, it's just about the trade in the western seas, there are some things I want to discuss with you." Sigmund said.

"Trade? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Bureau of Investigation, doesn't it?"

"But it has something to do with me." Sigmund glanced at Garcia and sat on the sofa with a relaxed face, sinking his entire back into softness.

"Everything at sea is related to me, I will give you a list, what Akkad can buy from us, what can't buy, these need to be strictly implemented according to the list, if I find any prohibited items, Admiral Garcia..." Sigmund sat up straight.

"Think about it, Akkadian navy."

"Dare to threaten me?" Garcia sneered.

"It's not a threat, it's stating the facts. I think I've heard a lot of rumors about the southern waters. Some of you have investigated and some Yvonne told you, but why don't you listen to me, a witness. Woolen cloth?"

In fact, although the Oracle Church suffered heavy losses in the southern seas, after the related news spread to Akkad and Elam, it has changed beyond recognition.

For most people, they have become accustomed to the power of the church, and such exaggerated remarks will occasionally be heard.

It is possible to subconsciously block out these exaggerated news.

At that time, all the people present were Konos and the nearby island countries. They had very little contact with Elam and various countries in the Western Continent, and the transmission of news was even less.

As for the pirates who were there?

Who would believe the crazy things pirates say these days.

So the real result is that the church and the Akkadian high-level people are shaken, but in the relatively closed middle and lower levels, the real speech is distorted and blocked by everyone.

Most people don't believe it.

This is also what Sigmon experienced by boat all the way north.

It can only be said that compared to Akkad, the power of the Oracle Church is almost unshakable in the hearts of ordinary people.

"Of the nine fifth-orders who participated in the operation, only two came back alive, four sixth-orders left together, and three died. Although Yvonne survived, Gintama was severely damaged, and her strength fell back to fifth-order, which should be forever. There is no chance of recovery.”

"Besides, the title of saint pastor, death."

"The White Mountain Pope of Akkad, death."

Sigmund looked up at Garcia, "I think you should know what the Pope means, right?"

"Pope? Could it be that... in the depths of the southern sea, there is really a sleeping ancient **** hidden?" Garcia was surprised, but he quickly realized something.

"But what does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it." Sigmund smiled. "You can now see me as the agent of this ancient god, that's why I say that everything on the ocean has to do with me."

Just as Sigmund was talking, a tall man standing beside him rubbed a dark ring on his hand expressionlessly.

The next moment, the thick darkness enveloped the whole room, and Garcia's face changed greatly. He subconsciously wanted to do something, but he hadn't waited for him to react.

His shoulders sank slightly, and the tall man appeared behind him at some point, and his broad palm pinned him to the ground.

What is frightening is not the speed of this man, but the terrifying power transmitted from the other party, far exceeding the current limit of his class.

Beyond the existing level of life, breaking an impossible boundary.

"Seven... seventh order!!"

Garcia felt like he was falling into the abyss, and he didn't even have any idea of ​​resistance in his heart.

In the thick and insoluble darkness, Sigmund walked slowly to Garcia.

"Would you like to have a good talk with me now?"

"What do you want me to do?" His cheeks twitched, and Garcia gave in completely.

With a wave of his hand, the black fog dissipated, the room returned to normal, the ring on the man's hand became dim, and then his face stood behind Sigmon as usual.

At this moment, what Garcia felt from the opponent was a power that was barely close to the sixth-order, but he controlled himself and didn't even dare to set his eyes on the opponent.

"Agent? A person who should have died in Yvonne's mouth is alive and well..." Countless thoughts rose in his mind, and Garcia felt that he seemed to understand something.

"You have been united for a long time? This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy planned by the Bureau of Investigation? Did the Duke also participate in this plan?" Garcia asked.

Sigmund smiled and said nothing.

"Yes, it must be like this. You and the ancient **** have controlled the southern seas, waterways, and trade! Here, the Akkad Navy has been stunned. Except for the north, you have mastered all the shipping routes near Elam!"

Seriously terrified.

"Aren't you afraid that we will tell Yvonne all this, tell the Oracle Church?" Garcia asked with some doubts when he suddenly thought of something.

"You won't, because in Yvonne's heart, Steve and you are bound together." Sigmund replied, "Of course, in order to prevent you from doing something stupid, I will show you one first. thing."

As he said ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, he threw an extraordinary item to Garcia.

Garcia, who looked puzzled, activated the props, and then saw the mermaid and some pirates.

"This... what is this?!"

"Guess, if she knew Steve's true identity, would Yvonne let you go?"

Garcia wanted to nod his head very much, but when he remembered the shocking scenes he saw just now, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" He gave in completely at this moment.

"Do what I just asked you to do, don't worry, I will find a way to help you balance the pressure from the outside world, so that no one will find out that you are doing things for me. Of course, you will also keep it a secret."

"There is one more thing. I need to investigate some transaction information recorded in the western sea area." Sigmund thought carefully, and the blood controlling the nobles could never come from the southern sea area. It is too chaotic here, and the power of the church does not Not powerful.

As for the north, although the distance is far, the shipping route is still safe, but the largest seaport in the north is Abetus, which is under the strict watch of the Duke of Dressel.

Relatively speaking, the trade between Akkad and Elam was frequent and the operation was the easiest.

The concealment that this thing wants to do is best to form a subtle control, which is done without the knowledge of the person being controlled.

So what could be simpler than mixing blood into a common commodity?

A special kind of coffee or a wine brand favored by the nobles can quietly appear in the purchase list of the nobles.

As for transportation by extraordinary means, it is not impossible, which requires Sigmund to conduct a careful investigation after seeing Duke Dressel.

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