Chapter 229 Cavendish

The king of the Haike raised his right hand, and a servant next to him brought a tray to Charles.

It was a pair of black high-brow boots with obviously strange inscriptions on them.

"It allows you to tread anywhere you want, and I'm sure Captain Charles will use it."

"A relic? What are the side effects?" Charles asked.

"This is not a relic. It is a gift from the gods."

I saw Charles reaching out to take it. A satisfied smile appeared on the king's face.

"Mr. Charles has won the respect of our Hikers. We will be friends from now on."

Charles nodded and turned to leave.

Not long after he left, the king stood up and looked up calmly, only to see a hideous and terrifying monster hanging upside down on the roof. It was the envoy from before.

"Crack!" Its whole body turned out of nowhere, directly hitting the long table, and quickly made a low trembling sound.

Aquino came out from the side and saluted the angel. "He has the imprint of the Fortan God on him, but I deliberately slandered the Fortan Religion. Charles is not angry at all. He should not be a follower of the Fortan God."

The monster jumped off the table with its long tail swinging, and slowly crawled around the place where Charles was sitting just now, as if thinking about something, and soon the gurgling sound resumed.

"Okay, since you need it, then I will collect as much information as possible about him and let you bring it to our god."

Facing the dialogue between one person and one monster, the king next to him stood motionless as if he hadn't heard anything.

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At this time, Margaret was in a huge Royal Giant, but her current condition was very bad.

There was a loud "boom", and Margaret in the cockpit firmly grasped the chair fixed on the ground.

She wanted to stand up, but her legs were trembling but she couldn't stand up. She underestimated the severity of the naval battle.

Margaret looked at another huge ship outside the glass, and the sound just now came from that ship.

I don't know if it was hit by the vortex furnace cabin. The former invincible steel behemoth has turned into a huge fireball. The fire light reddened the black sea water, and a trace of white air slowly began to float out of the sea surface.

Tears rolled down Margaret's face, and she didn't know why she was crying. She never thought that it would be so difficult just to observe a battle.

A large hand reached into her armpit and pulled her up.

"Don't cry. Crying on the battlefield is useless. This is your own decision. Watch how I command the battle. Actual combat is the best way to train people."

Biting her lip, Margaret turned her head to look at her brother, and nodded vigorously.

She stood up and watched her elder brother commanding the battle quickly with a telegram. "I'm not a burden! I can do it!"

"Captain!! There are three enemy ships approaching at three o'clock!! Their speed is very fast!!" Suddenly a urgent voice came from a communication port.

Those were three steamships flying the flag of the British Isles. Their slender hulls made them approach this side quickly.

The roar of the Royal Giant's gunfire kept ringing, and soon there was only one of the three ships left, but it still moved towards the giant ship with only one remaining.

Big ships have the advantages of big ships, but they also have disadvantages of big ships. When they are approached by other small ships, those giant cannons are useless.

A few hook claws were thrown up from below, and the people on the small boat climbed up along the ropes. They seemed to know that this big ship was the brain of other ships in this sea area, and they wanted to destroy it.

"The combat team is ready to meet the enemy!" Jack shouted to the pipeline next to him.

Crew members in black uniforms rushed out of the cabin and rushed towards the ropes beside the boats.

When the people who climbed the ship just came into contact with the people on the deck, a brutal fight began.

Bullets are their attack weapons, and the addition of all kinds of strange relics will only make the battle worse, and the scarlet blood will soon stain the deck.

Margaret tried her best not to listen to the movement outside, and focused on how her brother was directing.

But at this moment, Margaret saw her brother with a serious expression suddenly turn his head to look at her. "Don't you want to join the fight? Now is your chance."

Seeing everything in chaos outside, Margaret nodded vigorously.

"Very good." Jack cut his arm with a knife and pulled out a black stone the size of a peanut. He cut open his sister's skin and stuffed the stone in.

Margaret instantly felt that her body was much lighter, and the skin all over her body felt inexplicably tight.

"There aren't many people outside, so you can see the blood before you speak,"

After a dagger was stuffed into Margaret's hand, Jack grabbed his sister and threw it towards the front glass window.

Amidst Margaret's screams and the sound of glass shattering, she fell from the four or five-story tower to the deck.

Margaret stood up unsteadily, and just when she couldn't figure out what was going on, the intruder next to her shot her directly in the chest.

It hurts, it hurts, and when Margaret touched the wound with her hand, she found that there was no bleeding.

"Could it be..." Margaret scratched her white finger lightly with the dagger in her hand, but there was no wound.

She was surprised to find that now she has the kind of defense that her father and brother have, which is too strong to be human.

"Crack!" Another bullet flew over, and Margaret curled up subconsciously.

The other party didn't have the slightest sympathy for Margaret's fragility, and the girl who was hiding and not moving was a perfect target.

"Whoosh~" A smoking grenade was thrown directly at her feet in high heels.

"Boom!!" The flames enveloped her, and she was completely blown out.

She cried again, but this time she stood up as she cried,

Margaret, who was covered in darkness, raised the dagger in her hand, and rushed directly towards the chaotic battlefield hysterically.

An intruder stood in front of the girl, and Margaret raised the dagger in her hand, and pushed hard directly at his back.

With a "click", the spine on the man's back was broken abruptly by Margaret's powerful force.

"Ahhh!!" Margaret rushed down the second enemy.

The battle ended soon. The chaotic Margaret pushed open the door of the cockpit. As soon as she entered, she lay on the ground and retched, all kinds of flesh and blood she caused just now were in her mind. Keep flashing, no matter how hard you try, you can't forget it.

Jack helped her up and sent her to sit on a stool beside her. "Yes, 6 were killed."

Margaret pursed her lips, hugged her brother and cried loudly.

Seeing his sister crying so miserably, Jack patted her on the back with his hands. "How about I send someone to take you back to the island now? To be honest, this place is not very suitable for women."

Margaret let go of her hands and shook her head vigorously, "No!! I am from the Cavendish family! I don't want to run away!!"

A smile appeared on Jack's face, and he patted his sister's head with his hand. "This is my sister, no one in the Cavendish family is a coward!"