Black sail

Chapter 656 XXXVI. The Valkyrie Who Rules the Future
September 9th, Star Gazing Festival, early morning.

Due to geographical and climatic differences, this festival is limited to the mid-latitude regions east of the Narrow Sea.

It is the day with the best weather of the year in the mid-latitude plains east of the Narrow Sea, derived by scholars of the ancient Holy Spirit Church from the annual ocean currents, monsoons, seasons, topography, etc.

Continuing to this day, due to the interplay of celestial signs, it symbolizes reunion in Aramean customs, and because of the grand martial arts event, it has become an annual carnival.

The morning sunlight was already dazzling, and the magnificent Eternal Clock Tower, whose top could not be seen, reflected colorful images on the giant stained glass windows combined with religious patterns. These images were projected onto the maze-like, bustling streets of the capital, imprinted with the hazy marks of time, and engraved with an enigmatic code of light and shadow.

It's as if those bygone, fluid moments are flowing back in this very day, shortening the distance between all painful or joyful memories and the present moment.

"I really...fucked."

Ben, who had just been released from the temporary guard dungeon, almost suffered a photosensitive epilepsy. He was so blinded by the bright light that he couldn't open his eyes and had to shield them with his hands, which caused his eyes to hurt terribly.

The Thieves Guild couldn't even muster a single relative among ten members, and besides, September was the hottest time of the year. He had only been outside for a short while when he was already sweating profusely. He was inwardly cursing, "What kind of stars are these? They're practically round!"

He claimed to have such amazing skills, how could he have been discovered? There was no flaw in any part of the process, it was simply impossible.

It was a Forest Elf, a member of the top tier of the Western Continent's hierarchy of contempt. It was stolen in the capital. These shrewd royal city soldiers, who judge people by their appearance, took it very seriously. They even dared to steal from an international friend. They were searching everywhere for someone who matched their description: tall and thin, about 1.9 meters tall, a gray-skinned dark elf with a scar on his face.

I was immediately suspected of being the perpetrator and was taken to a temporary dungeon, which is basically a detention center. They didn't care about anything else; they just arrested me first.

As a result, the real culprit was caught in the middle of the night. Ben was cleared of suspicion after being identified by the forest elf whose theft was made. However, because he had a magical lock-picking gadget on him, he was forcibly detained for the night.

Because of the Summerset Island Queen's various underhanded tactics, attempting to form alliances and seize territory on the mainland to rebuild the glory of the Darkborn, we have no choice but to carry out real military expansion everywhere, affecting the northwestern coast of the Southern Continent and the area around the Narrow Sea.

The southern wetlands of Munguska were once a loosely structured tribal chieftain system. Although the rainforest terrain was prone to miasma, it was easy for the superpower Aranfa to deal with it if it wanted to.

Summerset Island is quite different. It is much more organized and disciplined. Located in the southwest sea area to the left of the Southern Continent, it has complete control over the surrounding seas. It is extremely aggressive and destructive, which makes the already bad reputation of the Dark Elves even worse.

Even though he was wrongfully detained for a night, he received no financial compensation and not even an apology.

Those petty thieves are just low-class criminals, how can they compare to me? Besides, I'm obviously much better looking than them, how could I mistake them for someone else?

Ben is furious!

Alright, alright, so you're the race knight, huh? From now on, I'll increase the free purchase promotions. Emperor, this is what happens when you piss me off.

"This isn't the time to talk about this. Let's go find Swann first."

I don't know if Salernabi won the semi-final; he was arrested before I even saw that match.

Swan is now in charge of receiving and sending communications with Lister; there's going to be a big event tonight.

He had no idea that the doctor was bringing something dangerous to Alan, because he was a shady character and was always on guard.

There's no time to deal with him now; everything we knew has already been leaked, so he no longer poses any threat.

You can never compete with a platform by working alone. At least I'm Black Sails' trade representative in Aran now. I can't go back to the Thieves' Guild, so I can only stay in Black Sails and drift through life.

It took some time to get to the mid-to-low-end hotel where Swan was staying.

After finding the room, I knocked on the door but there was no response. I used the magic gadget to unlock it in a few seconds, but the room was empty, and the heavy wireless equipment was nowhere to be found.

"Ok?"

I was a little confused. Had Swan run away or what? Had Lister gone wrong?
There was also no way to contact Swann.

Anyway...

Let's go and exchange the money we earned yesterday.

five minutes later.

At this time of year, temporary gambling windows of the National Bank are set up all over the city to facilitate betting and prize redemption.

This time, there were no mistakes. The ticket number was correct: 355 Kaden. The base bet was 16 gold dragons, and according to the odds, the total winnings were 31 gold dragons and 68 silver coins.

That's a lot of money. You could rent a place, eat lavishly every day, and frequent prostitutes non-stop for a year or two.

When the bright golden dragon is held in my hand.

I really wanted to cry. Since the 13th of last year, I've been living a life that's not even fit for a human being. I'm being bossed around by some stupid old man every day, and this guy from the plateau is more like a werewolf who's always acting like a jerk. For such important information about the Sea God, Li Site only gave me 100 silver coins. Everyone is laughing at me!

"Now... the outcome of the final holy war is decided here." His voice choked with emotion, his face contorted with madness and hysteria. "Faced with all the attacks from the mechanisms and SERN, I, the solitary and mad scientist Ben, through manipulating the power of fate, have achieved absolute victory! The world's governing structure has been reset, and a future filled with chaos awaits humanity. This is the choice of Steins;Gate! EL PSY CONGROO!"

However, no one around paid attention, because many people had been gambling heavily lately. Some had jumped off buildings after losing, while others had gone insane from winning and being overjoyed. It was all quite normal.

"Do you think the descendant of the Overlord prefers Sallet or Kaden?"

"What do I know? You believe the Adventurers' Guild's newspaper?"

"Damn, what does Alicia actually look like? If she really is a descendant of the Overlord, will she be one of those giant girls with broad shoulders and a thick waist?"

Two passersby queuing to place bets were discussing the news. Although they knew it was fake news, the phrase "descendants of the Overlord" was too audacious. What if it were true? How explosive would that be? The already turbulent Western Continent would truly descend into chaos.

That made Ben laugh out loud, that giant girl is fucking amazing.

Although Sister Ai is a bit worldly, well, maybe not just a bit, she was smoking, drinking, and getting her hair permed before even having a few rounds of drinks.

But she is truly different from ordinary women; her unique temperament is irreplaceable and hard to describe, giving her the feel of a classical sculpture.

and many more?

Descendants of the Overlord?

How did you two Android users find out?
"Even if it were true, does Alicia actually like Kaden or Salert?"

"My personal guess is that he might prefer Kaden."

“How come you see?”

"It's just my personal preference. People like to waste time because wasting time is the most enjoyable thing. Two beautiful women getting together is an even greater waste of resources. This immoral, incestuous, and desecrating act against life itself is the ultimate waste. Don't you think it's beautiful?"

"Whether it's beautiful or not, I don't care. I just care about why you can talk about neodymium copper so philosophically, you bastard!"

"Heh, that's just because you can't understand this kind of art. If one day you also realize this irreversible truth, please don't even think about joining them, because that would destroy this ineffable purity. But if you did join... ah... what a waste and desecration!"

Because it was the capital of a kingdom in the First World, the literacy and education rates were very high, and the people here had a wide variety of vocabulary.

They completely stunned everyone.

"How did you know about the descendants of the Overlord?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Didn't you read yesterday's newspaper?

The person just now acted like a madman, and the passersby were quite polite.

"I got arrested yesterday, damn it, the newspaper?"

After learning about the situation, Ben went directly to a newsboy wandering the street and bought a copy. After reading it carefully, he was deeply moved and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Salert has also made it to the final.

That's true, I didn't gain any advantage even when I was fighting him from the tower, so he does have some skill.

This is Diaz exchanging blows with Lister.

Although I'm not well-liked in Black Sail, it doesn't matter. I just want to earn coins, and my professional skills will speak for themselves.

Judging from the way Lisite has made his purchases, he probably really has settled the matter with Murong, otherwise he wouldn't have had time to deal with Diaz.

Look at the newspaper.

Today's daytime included interviews and discussions with the sixteen finalists, serving as a warm-up for the evening.

The current public opinion is not good for Black Sail. Everyone is actually happy to watch the female lead. But then again, Salert is too ugly. How could they possibly develop feelings for each other?

In the underworld, the jobs that suit one's skills are basically monopolized by the Thieves Guild. Doing some side jobs to make a living is not as good as competing with one's old employer. One understands this principle and knows that one can make a living elsewhere with one's skills, but it is difficult to become rich and powerful. On the contrary, in Black Sails, at least one can be a trade representative.

The Lister I bought, well, it's all about making money, so it's not bad.

He already had a plan: to disguise himself as a reporter, infiltrate the interview site, stir up trouble, guide public opinion, and then get money from Li Site.

The Valkyrie Project, which will shape the future, is launched!
(End of this chapter)