blogombal Chapter 492 Demand
Chapter 492 Demand
Chapter 492 Demand
If Cassie hadn't known beforehand that this place was called "Clown Islands," she would have thought she had arrived on the mainland.
The land ahead stretched out in all directions, the wooden walkways on the dock were interconnected, and various shops lined the streets. The bustling market transcended the limitations of distance and infected the people who had just arrived on the island.
Looking further ahead, there are rising hillsides and thick, dense, unidentified forests.
Although the New Year has just begun and the chill is still strong, the trees here are exceptionally lush, their greenness so rich that it seems to have been favored by spring.
"Hurry up, kid!"
The pirate captain, with his rat-like triangular eyes, glared at Cathy, his voice full of impatient urging, "If you've lied to me, I look forward to knowing the answer as soon as possible and torturing you to death."
I never lie, Cathy thought, or at least rarely.
This is pirate territory.
But Cathy wasn't worried; he was the son of the world's most famous pirate.
He gripped Harriet's hand tightly, even though the girl was taller and stronger than him.
But Kathy wanted to comfort her.
Now that they've reached land, Harriet's powers should be able to be fully utilized.
If they can create chaos, they might just escape death.
However, Kathy did not want things to develop to that point.
I heard that Cyril is now the leader of the Clown Islands.
He had once taught Cathy archery, and Cathy hoped that their past friendship could help her now.
On the way, Cathy gleaned some information about the Clown Islands from the few casual conversations among the passersby.
Despite the numerous islands and reefs in the archipelago, there are only four main islands.
And the Spade Island beneath Cathy's feet is the center of the Clown Islands.
Kathy had heard Henry mention before that he lived on this island.
He would summon his various pirate leaders here and often go fishing alone in his small boat.
Could we still find traces of Henry here? Casey couldn't help but feel a little hopeful.
However, the footprints Henry left in this world are perhaps already profound enough.
But as a son, Kathy is more interested in knowing what his father is like in private.
As they traveled, the noise along the way made it hard for Cathy to believe that she was in pirate territory. This place was no different from an ordinary town, was it?
The houses along the roadside are mostly made of wood, since stone is the scarcest material on an island in the middle of the sea.
Transporting heavy stones across the ocean to this place would probably not be easy.
There are no horses or anything like that; people's two shoes are the only means of transportation here.
Finally, Cathy arrived at the foot of a two-story wooden house, which was considered the most luxurious building on the island.
In front of the wooden house, several lazy pirates sat or leaned against the wall, weapons in hand.
As Cathy and the others approached, they immediately gripped their weapons and shouted, "Stop! Who are you? What do you want?"
"I am Jerry the 'Throat Slitter,' and I wish to request an audience with Governor Cyril."
Governor — Kathy always felt awkward with this word.
When they were children, Jode seemed to have mentioned this term to Kathy, which appeared to be an official title used by people from the Far East.
However, when did pirates start using official titles from the Far East?
However, the outfit of a pirate ship with a tricorn hat and a coat does indeed have a distinctly "Oriental" feel.
The guards went inside, and soon "Throat Slitter" was allowed to enter.
After only a short while inside, Casey was led inside, but only Casey was allowed to enter.
Harriet said, "No! I have to go in too!"
The pirates immediately drew their weapons.
Kathy comforted her, "It's okay, Harriet. Cyril is someone I know; he won't hurt me."
“Thieves are not to be trusted, and pirates are even worse,” Harriet said. “We cannot be complacent about them.”
But I am the son of a pirate, Cathy thought sadly. But we have come here to ask the pirates for help.
Kathy took a deep breath: "If I can't even convince Cyril, then I'm not worthy of the family's hopes."
"Kathy————"
"Take care of yourself, Harriet. I'll be right back. It's not safe for you out there either," Cathy said with a smile.
"Hmm—" Harriet clenched her fists.
Harriet is strong, but she is not omnipotent.
Seeing her helpless expression, Cathy finally understood that Harriet had been forcing herself to play the role of a mature older sister.
Kathy pretended not to notice anything.
Then we went into the cabin.
After passing through two doors, we arrived at a house.
In a room filled with elaborate decorations, a desk sits in the center of the carpet.
Jerry stood by the table, and behind the desk sat Cyril, the "Watcher".
Kathy almost screamed, "Cyril!"
Cyril's pupils constricted sharply, his tone slightly surprised: "Cassie?! I—he said it was someone he knew, but I never expected it to be you!"
Jerry, the "Throat Slitter," standing nearby, immediately looked surprised: "Is this kid really someone you know?"
"Ah, um," Cyril nodded to Jerry, "You can go now."
"But----"
"I said," Cyril shot out a piercing gaze, "Get out!"
Jerry's lower eyelid twitched slightly, and he turned and left with a hint of displeasure.
"Snapped!"
After slamming the door shut, Cyril said, "Cassie, I never expected you to come to the Clown Islands on your own, and even get caught by my men."
"Cyril, I need your help," Casey said anxiously.
Cyril stood up from his chair and slowly walked towards Casey: "Of course I know you didn't come here for no reason, but if you need to ask an acquaintance for help, sometimes catching up first is a good way to test the waters."
Kathy immediately realized that she had been too hasty.
"I'm sorry, Cyril, I—"
"It's alright, look, do you see this emblem?"
Cyril approached Casey and pointed to a huge emblem hanging on her body. "This is a slanted black cross, your father's emblem. Pirate ships bearing this emblem used to be able to make any other ship flee in terror."
Kai wants to remember it, and he wants to be associated with it.
Although I don’t recall the two Gold Coin ships ever flying this flag, Henry had shown it to Cathy in private.
“But now that you’re sitting here,” Cathy asked, “why are you still keeping it?”
"Because I inherited it, and I inherited the island, and all of Henry's legacy,"
Cyril looked at Cassie and narrowed his eyes. "Oh! Of course, you are the navigator's son, and according to the kingdom's laws, these are all your assets. However, the ocean can dilute all bloodlines, and there is only one inheritance law here: the strong live forever! So, Cassie, you must understand that I don't owe you anything."
Kathy understood and nodded gently: "I understand, but I just hope you'll help me out of our past relationship. Of course, maybe I can still help you."
"Your promises are too flimsy, but I'm a sentimental person. So, Cathy, what do you want me to do for you?"
"First," Casey thought, "kill that guy."
"Throat Slitter" Jerry killed so many innocent people; he needs to pay with his life.
However, Cyril's reply was: "I must refuse."
Kathy frowned: "Why?"
"Although I don't know what grudge you have against him, your conflict must have occurred outside the peaceful waters. Therefore, his actions are in accordance with the rules. I have to manage a large group of pirate ships. I cannot lose my credibility because of you, Casey. It is the helplessness of a leader."
Kathy gritted his teeth, but he knew he couldn't force things, so he said, "Then give me a good ship!"