The first half of the Great Sea Route.
Paradise.
In the waters near the G-9 branch of the Navy.
The wind and snow filled the sky.
Snowflakes as white as goose feathers fell from the dark sky, as if covering the entire world with a layer of magnificent silver frost.
The ground had long been covered in frost, and the sea near the deserted island had also been frozen with a thin layer of ice, extending all the way from the shore to the distance, all the way to the place where the sky and the sea met.
In the white world, the snow continued to fall relentlessly.
This wasn't a suitable weather for traveling.
On the deserted island, there was a warm bonfire, which was enshrouded in a mesmerizing fiery red in the ice and snow.
Dozens of navy soldiers in blue and white uniforms stood in the snow like boulders, their expressions vigilant and solemn.
Every single one of them exuded a faint murderous aura, which occasionally startled the seagulls that were looking for food in the cold wind not far away from the snowy ground.
However, in this harsh environment, there was an untimely figure.
It was a young man in his twenties.
Black hair, black eyes, sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and bright eyes.
If one ignored his laid-back expression as he lay in front of the bonfire beach chair, he was undoubtedly the most eye-catching handsome soldier in his neat military uniform.
Rashu, who was lying on a beach chair, lazily picked up a pot of hot wine. He shook his head and raised his head to drink a mouthful of hot wine to warm his stomach.
His frivolous eyes glanced at the beautiful woman who was trembling beside him, and the corners of his mouth deliberately curled into a malicious smile.
"Come, have a sip of wine to warm your body. This delicate person, if she freezes, my heart will ache.”
Catherine.
The only daughter of Rollin, the governor of the great sea route Lorte Province.
Putting aside her pampered and arrogant personality, this girl was one of the best in the Lorte Province in terms of figure, appearance, knowledge, and status.
As he thought of this, Rashu's eyes gradually sized up Catherine's beautiful figure that was tightly wrapped in a noble's gown.
She had long wavy blonde hair, tender red lips, mesmerizing amethyst eyes, and fair skin.
Rashu wondered how Rollin, that greasy bald uncle, could give birth to such a stunner like Catherine.
I heard that the Governor's wife's conduct isn't very proper…
Although Rashu had never tasted that ripe peach before, when he attended the Governor's banquet the last time, Madam's gaze was as if she wanted to swallow him alive.
He grinned disapprovingly.
The noble girl in front of him was the only daughter of the powerful provincial governor, but here, she was just a " maid " that Rashu could do whatever he wanted.
Her father's position as the governor of Lorte Province and his bullsh * t noble status could not be compared to his position as the commander of the G-9 branch of the navy.
Catherine's expression seemed to be colder than the cold wind and snow. She stared at the notorious " prodigal " in front of her with her proud eyes, and her expression did not hide the disdain in her heart.
In her view, Rashu was merely a second generation heir who relied on Laozi's protection.
He reckoned that this navy colonel's military academy was also a lucky one.
Weren't the truly powerful navies stationed at the navy headquarters in Malinfando or heading to the New World?
However, when she thought of the magnificent figure standing behind Rashu, the shameless bastard, and the invincible and powerful force in the naval system, Catherine felt extremely dejected.
The cold wind howled, and the bone-piercing temperature made Catherine suddenly shiver.
Catherine, who had been kidnapped from her garden by Rashu's men early in the morning, was still wearing a thin aristocratic dress. She could not withstand the cold wind from the sea at all.
A mouthful of warm wine could indeed help her resist the cold.
However, she was too proud to take the wine from Rashu.
Rashu sharply noticed this scene and mocked,"
"You don't have to hate me so much. After this matter is over, I'll probably be transferred back to the headquarters. I probably won't have the chance to see you again in the future.”
"Besides, I've never caused trouble for the Governor's Mansion. It's that muddle-headed old man of yours who gives me trouble all day long.”
Catherine was stunned.
This bastard is going back to the headquarters?
The Great Demon King was finally leaving?
Hearing this news, Catherine felt a sense of joy. She did not care too much and took the warm wine from Rashu's hand and gulped it down.
As if she drank too quickly, she suddenly coughed a few times and a beautiful blush appeared on her face.
Not far away.
A man and a woman stood in the middle of the navy with stern expressions.
The man's figure was strange, and his appearance was even more unusual. He wore colorful clothes, a red headscarf wrapped around his face, and a long knife was carried on his back.
The woman had a head of soft, sea-blue wavy hair, and there was an X-shaped scar on her slender thigh. The black high heels on her feet made her look even taller.
When the two of them heard the conversation between Rashu and Heselin, they smiled bitterly.
This woman was too stupid.
Rashu's words could never be trusted.
"Ain, what do you think Rashu is up to?”
The man in the strange clothes suddenly turned his head and asked the woman.
Ain frowned slightly and looked at the figure sitting leisurely on the beach chair. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and sighed.
"I don't know either, but one thing is for sure, Rashu isn't someone who likes to do useless things.”
"Everything he does has a purpose.”
Binz nodded.
Indeed.
Less than a year after he was transferred from the headquarters to the G-9 branch, almost all the political, military, and economic resources of the entire Lorte Province were quietly controlled by Rashu.
Lorte Province's Governor Rollin had been appealing to the headquarters every day because of this matter, but it was a pity that the matter was left unsettled.
No one knew what Rashu was thinking under the surface of that licentious prodigal.
Beside the bonfire.
" I guess it's about time…"
Rashu suddenly put down the wine jug, clapped his hands, and looked down at the magnetic needle in his hand.
An extremely strange scene appeared on the needle.
The pointer that was supposed to be pointing at a certain destination was actually spinning at an astonishing speed!
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