Chapter 587 - Road of the Dead (1/2)
Chapter 587: Road of the Dead
Clink. The luxurious wine glass shattered upon crashing to the floor, splashing burgundy wine onto the expensive carpet. The ashen Chairman fixated his gaze at the guest before him. His aged, vein-popping pair of hands trembled uncontrollably. “W-What did you say? Say that again!”
“Yes… Yes… Chairman. We have received news that the King’s Party has sealed off the entire Strait of Light and stopped every ship from entering. Also, they have put a ban on fishing and forced the fishermen to return back to the ports.”
“How is this possible?! How is this possible?!” The Chairman snarled and staggered forward to grab the orderly’s collar. He panted for air like a wild animal trapped in a cage, pushed the other guard away, and paced up and down like an injured tiger. Then, he picked up the wine bottle on the desk and hurled it to the wall furiously, splattering the burgundy wine on the white wall like dark, fresh blood. The orderly held his breath and stood quietly at the side.
“What is the bloody Southern Fleet doing?! Why didn’t I receive any news about it? Where did the damn Royal Fleet come from to seal off the Strait of Light!” the Chairman yelled.
“R-Reporting, Sir. T-They came from the sky…”
“The sky?!” The Chairman turned around abruptly and stared at the soldiers with his blood-shot, fearful eyes.
The guard standing nearest to him stepped back subconsciously. He was afraid that the senior would pounce on him and rip him apart like a crazy monster. He said with trepidation. “Y-Yes, Sir. I heard that the Royal Fleet has made use of the wind direction outside the Strait of Light and dispatched the Floating Magic Warships to seal off the entire sea. This was why the Southern Fleet didn’t discover them and they have entirely broken up and are encircled by the Royal Fleet. They’re waiting for your instructions…”
“Instructions my *ss!” The cultured and refined senior blurted out a rare vulgar remark. He bellowed deeply and paced back and forth in the room. Then, he raised his head abruptly and glared at his guard as though something cropped up in his mind. “Is there any news on Saville?! What’s the situation with their fleet?”
“They…” the guard stuttered.
“Speak! Speak up!” the Chairman demanded.
The guard swallowed his saliva and looked around the room before lowering his head. “According to the information we received, Sir Saville’s fleet was the first to be encircled. They tried to break through but eventually failed. All the warships except for the flagship have sunk to the enemies’ attacks and Sir Saville died in the line of duty. As for the flagship… It has been seized by the Royal Fleet… The specific situation…”
The Chairman blanked out. His vision blurred and he fell back to the chair beside him. His furious eyes had turned empty, gazing at the ceiling in nothingness. The Strait of Light had been sealed off and the isolated Southern Fleet didn’t have any backup. Although the Reformist Party had spent a lot of effort in investigating everything about the Royal Fleet before their declaration of independence, they received no successful results. The Royal Fleet belonged to a relatively independent military branch in the Munn Kingdom where even the Captains of the Southern Fleet and Northern Fleet had never seen the Royal Fleet’s captain and crew members. Although the Reformist Party had dispatched men to monitor the various ports in order to prevent the King’s Party from mobilizing the Royal Fleet, the Reformist Party never expected that this Royal Fleet was never a maritime fleet…
But what’s the point of saying this now?