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Chapter 79 - 56: Lost Realm (Triple-Length

Chapter 79: Chapter 56: Lost Realm (Triple-Length

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“Charge! Charge!”

Among these cavalry, the not-so-old Fiona was particularly striking.

In her right hand she held a long sword, while in her left she wielded a magic wand, which she pointed at the pirates running in front of her.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Invisible shockwaves hit their backs, flinging them high into the air, spinning several times before crashing to the ground.

“Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud…”

The warhorses galloped fiercely, deliberately stepping on the backs of these fallen pirates.

Just one step was enough to shatter their innards, leaving them severely injured and spitting blood.

“Monsters, these monsters!”

Fiona remained indifferent to the pirates’ wailing; the Yatun Clan was simple and naive in ordinary times, but when facing enemies, they were truly more ferocious than demons.

They had no understanding of mercy, only complete and utter extermination!

“We surrender, we surrender?? ”

Finally, unable to withstand the pain of being attacked from front and rear, with no escape route in heaven or on earth, the pirates raised their hands in plea for mercy.

Now that’s really the joke of the day.

Pirates who never left survivors were actually begging their enemies to spare their lives.

“Ridiculous!”

Bailuo found it amusing but still ordered the attacks to cease and demanded all the pirates gather together.

Soon, Bailuo brought everyone to the beach, where he looked at his uncle, and the old and the young decisively switched positions.

“You, you said you wouldn’t kill us!”

“You said you wouldn’t kill us!”

The pirates who had surrendered on the ships shouted one after another, yet Bailuo had no intention of sparing them a glance.

“Kill!”

At the uncle’s command, the descendants of the Tree Elves immediately drew their blades and began their killing spree.

Here, this was not Bailuo’s command but a collective plea from the Tree Elves’ descendants.

They wanted to end the lives of the sinful pirates themselves!

For how many years had the Tree Elves’ descendants been forced to hide in the deep mountains and forests due to the pirate threat? But now, they were enacting their revenge.

“Swoosh!”

Blades swung repeatedly, and heads rolled to the ground.

At least a thousand pirates were beheaded by Bailuo on the coast, thus temporarily ending the pirate scourge within the maritime area of Yatun Island. During this period, for safety, Bailuo had Lilith and Sherri specially sense the aura of the pirates.

After going to such lengths, Bailuo was cautious to the extreme.

If there were still any fish slipping through the net, Bailuo would be at his wit’s end; he truly had done all that he could.

“Tell me everything you know.”

The last remaining pirate, Shate, was left by Bailuo, who had Lilith cast an illusion spell on him and successfully extracted a wealth of information from his mouth.

“The Pirate King’s birthday celebration, huh…”

The uncle hadn’t expected such an event: “And he’s also Sigurian’s sworn brother. It seems before we face Morgan, we have to confront Sigurian first.” “Is he the one you spoke of, one of Morgan’s six adopted sons and daughters?” Since their arrival at sea, Bailuo naturally took the opportunity to inquire about the surrounding maritime situation from his uncle, so he was well-versed in the strength of the Pirate King Morgan.

“According to Shate’s habits, even if he disappears for half a year, no one will care.”

The uncle said, “But he’s due for a trade with Sigurian soon. If he doesn’t show up, Sigurian will surely send people over.”

“So how much time do we have?”

“At least three months.”

It would take at least a month for Sigurian to notice Shate’s disappearance, then sending people over to inquire and investigate would take even more time. Waiting for Sigurian to marshal his forces for an attack would take at least two to three months; in such a vast ocean, it would be too late to arrive in time.

“Just Sigurian, not Morgan?”

“Yes.”

The uncle nodded, saying, “Pirates think like that.”

When they encounter an enemy, they don’t seek help first but try to deal with it themselves because notifying Morgan would be seen as a show of weakness. Therefore, Sigurian will definitely come to meet Bailuo himself, which is also one of the pirates’ weaknesses.

“So you’re saying, if we deal with Sigurian, Morgan will find out and we could delay it a few more months?”

What Bailuo needed the most now was time.

The seeds for Yatun Island had already been planted; what Bailuo had to do next was to attract enough population to the island and develop them into true ‘People of Yatun.'”

But this was not a matter of one or two days. Without several years of effort, even if Yatun had a population of ten million, these people would be just a number. They could betray Bailuo and forsake Yatun at any time.

Because with Bailuo dead, it would just mean switching lords, essentially making no difference at all.

In comparison, the Treant Race and the Yatun Clan.

They would stand by Bailuo to live and die together, rather than surrender and even consider defecting to the enemy!

A massive population was to make the country’s logistics stronger.

If food was scarce, make them farm.

If soldiers died in battle, recruit from the citizens.

But the problem was, Bailuo had the Miracle Pocket and Lilith; he didn’t need too much labor.

As for the army, the training of Miracle Troop Types required time, and the output of Sherri and Lilith was limited. It was not as if the more people there were, the more Children of Miracle they could raise.

If it were so, wouldn’t the animals covering the hills and the fish in the sea have all turned into fairies by now?

In the War of Miracle, against enemies endowed with Miracle Power, ordinary people were like cannon fodder; they could not play a decisive role.

Of course, if these people could be united in heart and mind, willing to die in battle for Bailuo one after the other…