Chapter 100: Pirate Cultist Extraordinary

In the Ocean of Storms, off the coast of Castres.

A pirate ship with black sails approached the small sailboat next to it, forcing it to lower its sails and slow down.

"Hey, you can't do this!" The first mate walked to the side of the ship, raised his head and shouted to the tall pirate ship opposite.

"We are the Candlelight Society's ship. Look at the holy emblem on it. Besides, there is nothing on the ship. We are here to transport prisoners!"

A figure wearing a black tricorne hat appeared at the side of the pirate ship. He grabbed the rope and swung lightly a few times, then stepped on the side of the ship and jumped onto the sailboat.

The first mate looked at the musket on his waist and stepped back.

"We are from the Candlelight Society, uh, holy emblem, look."

Jeremiah glanced at the holy emblem expressionlessly, then stared into the first mate's eyes and placed his hand on the guard of the scimitar.

"Sir! You must have something to ask. I'll tell you everything. Although there is no cargo in the cabin, there is a lot of fresh water. I..."

"Where's the captain?"

"I'm here, I'm here!"

The person next to him quickly put on a smile and moved forward carefully.

"What did you deliver to Castel?"

"The criminals, no, they are a group of people who might be contaminated, but I'm not sure."

"Are there any goods, such as wood and steel?"

The captain was stunned and shook his head.

Jeremiah's expression immediately darkened.

A month is almost up, but there is still no sign of what the lord promised.

He had wasted a lot of time here, and apart from a fight with the little guy in the Temple of Silence, he had gained nothing.

Damn it, could he really have been fooled?

"How's the island doing lately?"

"Well, the lord seems to be hosting a dinner party. I don't know much else. My ship dropped off the criminals there, replenished some supplies, and set off again."

"Dinner? When?"

“It should be today.”

Jeremiah stood on the deck, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, staring at Castel Island in the distance. The volcano towered into the clouds, and the clouds on the top of the mountain seemed particularly dazzling under the setting sun.

The pirate ship had its sails fully spread.

The sea breeze from the Ocean of Storms howled past, as if playing a prelude to the coming storm.

Chloe stood in the church.

The night breeze brushed across her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the invitation letter, but her thoughts had already drifted away.

There is a trapdoor not far to the left. Going down will lead you to the secret base of the Fire Moth. All the power of the cult in Castel is here.

Now, where will she go with Fire Moth? "Chloe, are you still thinking about the dinner?" A voice came from behind, with a hint of concern. She walked to Chloe's side and her eyes fell on the invitation in her hand.

Chloe looked back and saw that it was Lina, the believer who had moved here from the Empire with her.

"Yeah." Chloe nodded, her voice low, "Lina, what do you think Count Hughes...what does he want to do? He could have declared war on us, but he didn't. He even gave me this thing, as if he was...showing goodwill."

Chloe and her cult have been wandering around the continent for a long time, but the followers of the Fire Moth have never encountered anything like this.

All the previous lords either killed them all or pretended not to see them and asked them to leave immediately.

Lina was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I also think his behavior is strange. Logically, we, the Fire Moths, are his enemies. He has no reason to show mercy to us. Unless... he has other purposes."

"Purpose?" Chloe frowned. "You mean, he wants to use us?"

"Maybe." Lina sighed, "But it's also possible that he is testing us, or... he is not a cultist as we thought. Maybe our previous guess was wrong? He is just pursuing knowledge?"

"How is it possible? You saw it yesterday, didn't you? Regardless of whether those alien races came from the sea, the extraordinary people pursued knowledge. How did they avoid pollution and loss of control?"

"Uh, like us, do you also have the advent ceremony of the Moth Lord?"

Lina's voice gradually faded away, and she didn't believe it herself.

The followers of the Fire Moth spent hundreds of years perfecting the ritual of advent in order to pursue knowledge freely. If it were really that easy to do, their sect would not be condemned by everyone.

"In fact, there is a simpler possibility - he just doesn't know us and doesn't know how dangerous what we are doing is. When he knows a little more, he will panic and expel us."

"Ah" Lina was stunned.

"Come on, go call Isaac over. I need to discuss the dinner with him."

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"Have you decided to go, Chloe?"

"There is no decision at all. The Earl never left us any other options from the beginning."

Chloe shook her head.

In the deepest part of the stronghold, a tall man was silently examining the patterns on the ground.

"Mr. Isaac, Chief Chloe is looking for you."

The man turned around, and Lina looked in the direction of the candlelight.

His face was as angular as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe, with an ugly scar running across his eyes. He simply tied a piece of cloth across his face to cover his eyes.

These eyes must be unable to see.

But he seemed to be able to see it, nodded to Lina, and walked towards the stairs in silence.

Lina quickly moved aside, and only after Isaac pushed open the door and walked out did she let out a long sigh and look inside the house.

The complex and twisted patterns on the ground were like a maze, ultimately pointing to the center of the room.

In the middle of the room was a huge box, tied with thin silver chains.

Lina saw the box shake slightly, as if something inside was hitting the board.

“You can’t come out yet, Lord Outer God. We need to find a pure land to unlock the seal, otherwise you will be polluted again.” She murmured to herself.

"After all, you are our last hope."

Between the thrones, the body of the worker Hughes slowly lowered his head.

"I still can't communicate, and I don't know where they've taken me."

Xius sighed: "I wanted to get some information before the dinner, but now it seems it's too late."

He tried to descend into the body of the worker Xiusi more than once today, but each time he was trapped in a small dark space and could not get out.

"Forget it. I'll just talk to the people from the Fire Moth Cult in person tonight. Let's continue the test."

"Let's try to see if we can use the mind link here first."

(End of this chapter)