newbobooks Chapter 1296 Running to my territory to sell stolen goods?
Chapter 1296 Running to my territory to sell stolen goods?
Elizabeth's fluent, smooth English, even with a London aristocratic accent, made the fat white officer's face stiffen.
His arrogant eyes froze instantly, filled with disbelief.
Kunlun Kingdom?
Royal Navy Admiral?
This name has never been in the intelligence database.
"You...you're talking nonsense!" The fat officer's voice was hoarse, his momentum had already largely dissipated, but he still stubbornly insisted, "I don't care who you are! This is East India Company territory! No one is allowed to approach without the Governor's order!"
"is it?"
Elizabeth's face practically radiated sarcasm. Too lazy to waste any more words on this watchdog, she turned and called out sweetly to the flagship behind her:
"My dear Prince! Look, the dog in this house doesn't seem to be very welcoming to us!"
The voice just fell.
The flagship's cabin door, carved from a single piece of rosewood, slid silently open to both sides.
A man came out.
He wore the finest black silk robe, woven with intricate mythical beast totems in gold thread, and his face was covered by a pure gold mask, revealing only a pair of indifferent, expressionless eyes.
It was Lin Zhen.
His gaze swept over the patrol boats, which were on high alert, without lingering for a moment. It landed on Elizabeth, his tone calm but with a hint of helpless affection.
“Elizabeth, we are civilized people.”
Don't argue with a dog.
He casually raised his hand.
Behind them, two burly, imposing guards in black robes slammed a huge golden chest down on the bow of the ship.
"boom!"
The lid is opened.
In an instant, dazzling light burst forth.
The light was so domineering that it made even the midday sun seem dim.
Everyone in the entire sea area involuntarily squinted and raised their hands to shield their eyes.
That was a box of... diamonds!
A whole box full, each one perfectly cut and as big as a pigeon egg, refracting billions of dazzling rays of light under the sun, enough to dazzle the mind!
The air was dead.
All the East India Company soldiers stared intently at the chest of wealth that could buy them ten lifetimes of riches, as if they had been choked.
His breathing became heavy.
His eyes were ignited by primal greed!
“Tell your governor.”
Lin Zhen's voice remained calm, as if he were throwing not a box of priceless treasures, but a handful of pebbles.
"We, the Kunlun Kingdom, come with sincerity."
“We have something he might be interested in.”
His gaze swept over the wreckage of the "Victory" being towed by iron chains behind him.
And then there's the blonde female officer, Alita Rothschild, bound and kneeling on the deck, yet still unable to conceal her noble lineage.
"A small gift to mark our meeting."
"It's just a small token of my respect."
"Let him read it first, then decide whether or not to invite us in for a cup of tea."
The fat officer was completely dumbfounded.
He glanced at the box of diamonds, then at the wreckage of the warship that proved the enemy's terrifying strength, and finally at the prisoner whose status was unimaginably noble.
My mind goes blank.
He's in trouble.
A momentous event that could crush him to dust!
"Please...please wait a moment!" His voice was shrill and distorted with extreme fear. "I'll go report right away!"
He yelled and directed the patrol boat to turn around, his movements so frantic it was as if his backside was on fire, as he hurriedly fled into the depths of the harbor.
Watching his disheveled figure, Elizabeth let out a crisp and unrestrained laugh.
Even Yue Fei, the general who had always stood guard behind Lin Zhen like an iron statue, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.
He wasn't greedy, but he knew the significance of that box of "stones".
This is enough to expand the Divine Machine Battalion tenfold.
This is enough to equip the northern border of the Great Qian Dynasty with brand new armor and cannons.
But the prince just threw it out like that.
Without blinking.
Prodigal!
Isn't the prince's portrayal of a "foolish and rich" character too convincing?
However, while everyone's attention was still captivated by the dazzling brilliance of the box of diamonds...
Inside the flagship's cabin, another figure slowly stepped out.
When she appeared.
The entire sea area, which had just been illuminated by the brilliance of diamonds, seemed to have its light distorted once again.
It is not that we have fallen into darkness.
Instead, all light, whether sunlight or the brilliance of diamonds, loses its meaning in her presence and becomes merely a backdrop to highlight her.
It was Murong Yan.
She was still wearing that phoenix descending to earth dress.
The extreme darkness, in this port of sin and clamor, transforms into a tranquil night sky that foreshadows judgment.
The giant phoenix woven with gold thread on the hem of her skirt, its eyes gleaming, seemed to be coldly scrutinizing the city beneath her feet that was about to be conquered!
A five-zhang-long, dark gold train cascaded out from the cabin and spread out on the cold deck as she took her lotus-like steps.
That's not the hem of the skirt.
It was a black banner of death, waved down by the hand of a god!
With a lavish and flamboyant demeanor, she made a silent declaration to all living beings in the city.
The harbor was deathly silent.
Everyone's breath stopped at that moment.
Whether they were soldiers of the East India Company or sailors and merchants from all over the world, they all stared at her in disbelief.
It was a gaze that transcended gender and desire.
It is a sense of awe and submission that comes from the depths of the soul when mortals look up to gods!
The same thought popped into their minds at the same time.
This city of sin is about to change.
……
New Batavia, Governor's Palace.
Inside this building, which blends Baroque and Gothic styles, the atmosphere in the top-floor offices is as oppressive as lead.
Lord Charles Harrington, Governor-General of the East India Company in the Far East, stands silently before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window.
The surface of the Bordeaux red wine in his glass was completely still.
His somber gaze pierced through several kilometers, landing precisely on the eerie fleet hovering outside the harbor.
Behind him, the fat patrol captain knelt on the ground, his body trembling, incoherently repeating what he had just witnessed.
"...Your Excellency, that's it! That 'Kunlun Prince' is a madman! He threw out a box...no, a mountain of diamonds!"
"And the 'Victory'! It really is Colonel William's ship! It's only half-destroyed!"
“The most…the most terrifying thing is that woman…My God, I’ve never seen her before…her aura is even more…even more…than Her Majesty the Queen of England…”
The fat officer couldn't find the words to describe the feeling; his face was a mixture of the terror of surviving a disaster and a hint of greed that he himself didn't realize.
Governor Harrington remained silent.
He listened quietly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
The expensive glass of red wine swirled in his hand, creating a blood-red ripple.
Kunlun Kingdom?
A foolish and rich Eastern prince?
A captured warship carrying the core technology of the "Nihilism Party"?
A high-ranking blonde female officer who was captured alive?
There is another mysterious princess who is so beautiful that she seems otherworldly, yet her aura is so powerful that it can freeze the soul.
Countless conflicting pieces of information collided and combined rapidly in his conspiracy-filled mind.
"A nouveau riche Eastern power accidentally defeated the Nihilistic Party's fleet, and then came to my territory with its spoils and prisoners... to sell the stolen goods?"
Governor Harrington muttered to himself, the greed of a apex predator almost tangible in his grey eyes.
This sounds like a golden pie falling from the sky.
It was big, fragrant, and still piping hot.