lol: Bind Syndra at the start

“But after a while, everyone noticed that the people she picked on seemed to be similar. She seemed to have some grudge against the King of the Island, so they started with the King of the Island’s subordinates and former subordinates.

"She's already killed quite a few people. Hey, I don't know how a woman could be so capable. I heard she's changing her career from being a bounty hunter to a pirate. She's found a ship and recruited quite a few men.

"But I don't think this action makes any sense. No one in Bilgewater can stand up to the King of the Island. Even those Noxians dare only bark in their doghouses, don't you think?"

Chapter 319 Deep Sea Titan

Prundell is pretending to be a good guy.

But the disguise is not very similar.

He always forgets that he is still pretending when he speaks, moves and even breathes.

Ryan knew why, because the other party didn't think the two 'goods' could pose a threat to him.

If he showed his dark magic, Plunder would definitely be able to show his true strength in pretending to be a grandson.

This is how the little guys survive, compromise and disguise...

But Ryan's purpose of traveling was not to show off his power and gain false support from others.

He wanted to see the true picture of the world, or at least experience what the world of normal people is like.

Therefore, he was happy to cooperate with Plunder. "Indeed, it is difficult for a rising pirate to challenge the long-standing king of the island. It is tantamount to using our ship to ram the huge cruise ship in front."

"You're quite smart..." Pland likes to be recognized, but he likes gold coins even more. No matter how many nice words the boy in front of him says, it's impossible to soften his heart.

and......

"Where's the cruise ship?"

Pland looked towards the sea. After looking out the window, his sight was soon swallowed by darkness. The only sound in the air was the beating of the waves.

He didn't like the sound of it much, because when vision was engulfed, imagination was magnified.

This sound always reminded him of the monsters in legends that could swallow a ship in one gulp.

"It's just ahead." Ryan pointed in a direction. "Ionia's magic nourishes my eyes, allowing me to see farther in the darkness."

"Mysterious..." Planck suddenly got goosebumps. He immediately changed the subject. "Maybe when we landed, the female pirate had already been sunk into the sea. No, it's possible that she was tied to Captain Gangplank's bed. After all, it's rumored that she was quite beautiful."

When he said 'pretty good looking', he raised his chin.

He didn't have the confidence before, but now if he appeared in front of the female pirate, he would definitely not be like those useless Bilgewater people with red faces and drooling.

He would laugh frivolously and then say lightly: I have seen better-looking ones.

Thinking of this...Plunder suddenly had an idea.

Should we present the two people on the boat to the great king of the island?

The other party will definitely not pay him, after all, pirates have their own rules.

But the other party might let him join the pirate ship because of this.

Money or recognition?

Plande was in a dilemma.

Ryan broke the silence at this time, "How long will it take us to reach the Watcher's Sea?"

"We are now in the Sea of ​​Watchers!"

This childish question temporarily eased Plande's inner conflict.

Anyway, he still has at least two days to think about this problem carefully.

"Now?"

"How big do you think the Watcher's Sea is? Boy... The sea area near the entire Pan-Valoran continent is collectively called the Watcher's Sea. Compared to it, your Ionia is like a barrel and a wine glass!"

"So how far are we from the waters of Bilgewater?"

"Why are you asking this?" Prund felt that Ryan seemed to have discovered his plan.

"I'm just asking, I've heard from Ionians who've been out there that there are many horror stories in Bilgewater, but if you really take them as stories, you might end up becoming one of the dead in the stories.

"One of the scariest stories is about the Titan of the Deep. It is said that he would drag down every ship that did not pay its tithe. But this raises the question of how big the scope of his 'management' is.

“Where does it all begin that ships that don’t pay their tithes get towed?”

"You reminded me!"

Prund's face changed slightly, and he turned around and rummaged through the tattered wooden cabinet at the back for a while.

He found an equally tattered purse, and in front of Ryan, he took out a gold coin with some kind of siren pattern engraved on it.

"Forgetting to pay the tithe is a serious matter. As for the range... it's not fixed at all. There was once a group of people who wanted to test the range, but they all died in a shipwreck.

"Since then, there has been another theory that the deep-sea titan would roam in different sea areas."

To show off, after throwing the gold coin into the seabed, Plunder said, "Do you know where a captain's rich experience is reflected?"

"where?"

“Some money can’t be saved… When we’re unsure of our position, it’s best to throw in a gold coin every other day.”

"That's a really good idea. Life is more important than gold coins."

"Life is more valuable than gold..." Prund said, looking at Ryan's cheek, "Then do you know where the wisdom of a good captain lies?"

"Where?" Ryan played the role of a qualified supporting actor.

Plande took out another gold coin from the tattered purse, "This is called the Golden Siren, a currency from a long, long time ago. The gold on it is gilded, and it is not worth a few silver snake coins now, but a gold coin is a gold coin!

"The Deep Sea Titan is a monster that follows the rules. You just need to throw a gold coin, and it won't care what kind of gold coin you throw."

Everyone has their own little survival tricks.

Especially in a chaotic area like Bilgewater, it takes more effort to survive.

But Ryan was more concerned about something else. "Will every ship that doesn't pay its tithe be towed overboard?"

This question stumped Plunder, but he quickly frowned and said, "No fool would risk his life for a gold coin these days."

"What about foreign ships?"

Ryan didn't think the story was widespread enough for everyone to know.

"Maybe... maybe not every ship will be in trouble, but what if?" Prund said: "No one would be willing to waste their luck in a place like this..."

When he said this, Pland suddenly saw a ray of light appear on the dark sea.

Although still far away, the light illuminated a huge outline.

This merchant ship is at least ten times larger than his small boat.

Pland turned around and looked at Ryan. Is this kid really that good in eyesight?

"I think the ship probably didn't pay its tithes."

Ryan also looked at the merchant ship.

Compared to Prond, who could only see the outline, he could see the Demacia logo engraved on the ship.

A Demacia ship's destination is not necessarily Bilgewater.

The people on the ship might not know at all, or even if they knew, they wouldn't care about the rumors of a chaotic place.

"That's a big ship. I don't think the monster can drag it into the sea even if I don't pay the tithe..."

hum!

Almost at the moment when Plunder finished speaking.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the direction of the huge cruise ship, and then the entire cruise ship began to shake.

Chapter 320 The Ship Sinks

Something terrible seemed to be happening in the darkness.

Ryan saw Sindra from next door walk out of the room, her silver hair flying in the night wind.

This 'tiny' scene is far more dazzling than the brilliant night sky.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Ryan immediately abandoned the shocked Prund.

He walked out of the utility room and took the opportunity to put his arm around Sindra's shoulders.

He should have taken off his coat and handed it over, but both his and Sindra's 'clothes' were essentially made of a ball of dark magic.

From a more practical perspective, the temperature couldn't possibly affect him or Syndra.

The latter did not resist Ryan's actions and let Ryan hold her in his arms.

"What's this......"

Sindra asked quietly.

Freed from the seal, she seemed to be in an adaptation phase.

At least in Ryan's opinion, there seemed to be a delay between Sindra and this world.

This makes her always slow to react to many things, and except for some special moments when she appears a little enthusiastic, most of the time her emotions have been very stable... or indifferent.

But this may also be due to her own personality or experience. After all, anyone who has a similar experience to her cannot become a sunny girl who is extremely enthusiastic about things and people.

However, these are more of a manifestation. The smart Ryan can see that Sindra is still curious about this world, but there are not many things that can arouse her curiosity.

Now she is like a stay-at-home girl who is obsessed with her own niche hobbies, which may seem strange in this world.

But such people were everywhere in his former world.

"The Deep Sea Titan—Nautilus, a former human... As for what he is now, I have no idea."

Ryan explained to Sindra.

"He was driven by another force."

Sindra's eyes dropped.

It seems that there is some kind of existence lurking beneath the deep sea.

"Yes, but this has nothing to do with us..."

Ryan took Sindra's hand, breaking her gaze at the same time.

He has other things to do.

Whether from a personal perspective or from the perspective of my friends in Ionia, it would be meaningless and would only cause trouble for me to pick a fight with the bearded lady.

"Then I'm going to bed."

Sindra obediently followed Ryan's advice.

Without the crown floating above her head, she looked nothing like a queen.

Watching Sindra return to the bedroom, Ryan turned around and found Prund again.

The latter was staring with wide eyes, watching the huge outline swaying continuously on the dark sea, making all kinds of terrifying noises.

"Can you see it?"

Ryan asked curiously.

"Can't you imagine if you can't see it?"

Prund couldn't help but retort.

The darkness gave him an extremely broad space for imagination. His brain automatically filled in the picture for him in places beyond his sight.

But then he realized a problem.

I can’t see it, but this Ionian kid can!

"What happened? What happened to that ship?"

Prund looked at Ryan.

There seemed to be a hint of pleading in the words.

They are very similar to the readers in the comment section of some great novels.

"We are witnessing a legend, but if we are lucky we might become a legend too."

The small boat under my feet was swaying unsteadily. These rapid waves came from the cruise ship and were getting stronger and stronger.