26 Vol 1. pt. 26 Patch 5.0: All Your Ship Are Belong To Us (2/2)
”I see him!” Cassiel shouts from the bow of the ship.
On the coast, running and looking as if he's going to trip from every second stride he takes, is Bonekraka. Behind him, just as exhausted, are five guards unaware that their village was just leveled and razed.
The guards wave the ship down and point at Bonekraka. They have no idea who's manning it.
Every cannon has been reloaded. Cassiel, Fenrir, Serra, and Oleander stand behind four of the six cannons with matches ready to light the cannons' linstocks.
The four cannons go off at the same time, sending cannonballs barraging the guards' position! Only one of them gets hit, and it's a direct hit. It is a very gruesome sight when Bonekraka turns around to look at what just happened. The four remaining guards run for the fields.
The Divine Brigade has won another day.
Oleander pulls the ship up as close as it can get to the shore without beaching it. Bonekraka isn't happy about having to swim the rest of the way, but he does so.
Fenrir and Cassiel help pull the hulking orc onboard.
”Stupid guards. Could hear cannons from here but never ran back,” Bonekraka says, taking deep breaths between words.
”Yeah, they were all really stupid, but I'm not going to complain,” Fenrir says. ”Good job being the distraction.”
Cassiel tosses the falchion to Bonekraka. ”This is for giving me this sword.” She taps the one sheathed on her waist that Bonekraka gave her. ”It looks more like your style than mine,” she explains.
”Spasibo.”
Cassiel looks confused.
”It means thanks,” Fenrir explains.
”Oh. It's nothing,” she says, returning to the bow of the ship to keep a lookout.
”Another victory for the Divine Brigade!” Oleander declares, jumping onto Bonekraka and nuzzling his cheek against the orc's face. Naturally, a large and green hand is raised up to push the deer-trap-boy away.
”Great work, all of you. Couldn't have done it without every single one of you. Even you, Rock,” Fenrir says, patting Rock's head. She's still safely seated inside of his chest armor and only poking her head up out of it.
”So, where to?” Oleander asks.
”Hey, Cass, where's that pirate city at?” Fenrir shouts out to her.
She comes back to the group. ”Port Tugator?”
”Yeah, sure.”
”We'll reach it as long as we follow the shore south and skip the strait.”
”We? Going to stick around with us, Cass?”
”What else am I supposed to do? I'm a traitor to my old faction, so unless I want to quit playing, I might as well stick around.”
”By the way, he said he'd have us hunted down and reset over and over. Could he actually do that?”
”Yeah,” Cassiel says, sounding guilty.
”I thought you were implying he was basically a nobody with no real respect or power?” Fenrir asks.
”We-well, I just wanted to piss him off more.”
”So in other words, now he's really going to have us hunted down.”
Cassiel looks down. ”I… got ahead of myself, sor—”
”That's exactly how we like it. The more pissed off they are, the better,” Fenrir interrupts her apology.
She looks up at him confused. ”You – you enjoy being hunted? What kind of masochistic bastard wants to be hunted down by the most powerful faction of the world? Do you even understand how powerful the Augus Empire is?”
”Yup, I'm only a masochistic sometimes, and nope. But, the more powerful they are, the more fun they are.”
”We're talking about the Augus Empire. They have over ten million players alone and control the largest territory in the game. Everybody wants to join them to be a part of the strongest faction, and here you are happy that our faces are going to be spread through every single one of its vassalized guilds?”
”Yeah, why not?”
”They have dragon knights! Archangels! Entire fleets of ships! Blessings! Livia is considered one of the smartest game strategists of all time! Real governments have even tried recruiting her!”
”Meh,” Fenrir says with a shrug. ”We've dealt with worse.”
”No, no you haven't. They are the strongest enemy you could make in any game, ever!”
”We'll figure it out.”
”How – what are – you're,” Cassiel looks around to the rest of the crew. Bonekraka is picking at his teeth, Oleander is steering the ship while swaying side to side and humming, and Serra is casually lifting Rock out of Fenrir's armor to pet her.
Not a single one of them look bothered by anything she's saying.
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”You're not planning on trying to take down the entire empire, are you?” Cassiel asks.
”Of course not,” Fenrir answers.
”Then what are you going to do?! Why don't you care about any of this?! What the hell is your plan now, you bastard?”
”I want to go fishing.”
If there was a world record for having the blankest stare of all time, Cassiel just broke it.