Volume 3 Chapter 39 (1/2)

Chapter 39: Decaying grieve

Translated by: Chua

Edited by:I and Elkassar

On the thirdsun rays, spotless white beach, ereen coconut trees and azure blue sky This was the most beautiful scenery of the Caribbean sea However, within Tortuga castle, everyone was tree of Little Lord Fokke, they had no desire to appreciate such a scenery The only thing on theirfor 3 whole days, further on Herb island Therefore, Tortuga castle had dispatched their fastest shi+p out earlier

As usual Sheyan continued his practice of basic footith Blind Matt the next ’s hard work ultimately did not raise a level of basic footwork Still he did not place hts on that matter When it was close to noon, that shi+p that was dispatched out sailed back swiftly into the port, however at the

That flag was called a , it meant that an important person had passed away The pirates were already extre an important character it was pretty clear-cut Chief officer, or the captain, even crew head or navigator was a possibility! Accidents occurred daily out at sea, a black flag was a co to the death of the noble Madam Lord Fokke

At this point in ti with an extreh all the servants had committed an error Ever since Madainally cool and reclusive Lord Fokke becaer on his servants Within the past 3 days, there were already over 10 corpses that had been carried out of the castle, all of ere flogged to death All of theic fate because they had caused a tiny blunder in the for over a plate Therefore, nobody dared to go within a proximity of 10 metres to Lord Fokke These miserable servants could only carry out their necessary duties in tre fear, and once they completed their task they would instantly leave

After the shi+p belonging to Tortuga castle neared the shores, someone went ahead to report to Lord Fokke, afterwards a linen-wrapped corpse was lowered from the shi+p On the thick shroud, there was a clear drenched trace, it was obvious that under the warun effusing out bodily fluid Therefore those carrying the body had a heavy and cringing look, as though they would vomit at any second

The corpse was quickly carried to a broad hall on the third floor of the castle, this was also Lord Fokke’s personal area Under normal circumstance, if a servant had wandered in here by mistake they would equally suffer a miserable fate Two sea at the their mouths, it was obvious that their voreat effort to suppress the it everywhere

A total silence

Leaving one the impression of a tomb

A housefly was attracted by the rotting stench, buzzing in froe in a sus before happily flying off However, upon approaching the corpse, its wings that could flap for over 300 times per minute suddenly halted The rich moisture in the air asse into a piece of sparkling and pure ice-cube freezing the housefly within round instantly

This tiny piece of ice was like brittle glass shattering into fragments upon impact, of course the frozen housefly was not spared

At this love pushed open the door, Lord Fokke with an unkempt beard strolled in His appearance was dejected and depressed, if not for his wealthy outfit, he would have looked sia port Inside his eyes was a dangerous and crazy glow, this was definitely not a good omen

“Except for hts touch her” Little Lord Fokke pressed his left hand on his chest, unable to skip his lordly gracefulness, hu at the place that the housefly had fell

“Not even a housefly”