Draeger's questioning was met with no direct answer from the guard.
He looked at Savage, his eyes full of inquiry.
He couldn't just tell an outsider the fleet's secrets.
Savage gave a slight nod.
Only then did the guard speak with relief, "It's a female Dragon, looking exactly like a Night Fury."
"Its scales are smooth and pure white, able to reflect the moon's glow, making it look like a gem shining in the dark."
"If we offer it to the King, we could at least get a barony."
"That way, all the old, highly-contributing crew members in the fleet could leave the sea and return to live on land."
As he brought up the topic, the guard's eyes were filled with longing for a peaceful and stable life.
Draeger frowned slightly.
He had only asked a very simple question but received so many irrelevant answers.
If this were his own fleet, any crew member who babbled like that would have already become Dragon food.
"Savage, keep that Light Fury; she has a great purpose."
Savage was slightly stunned, looking at Draeger with great confusion.
He simply couldn't understand what use a good-looking Dragon could have.
Draeger's eyes were sinister, a grim, cold smile playing on his lips.
Compared to the land granted by the King, acquiring more fleets was far more enticing.
If it weren't for the sheer number of old crew members in the fleet, he wouldn't have risked trading a Dragon for territory.
...
The sea wind howled in Devil's Bay.
From time to time, the hauntingly beautiful songs of the sirens drifted, adding a touch of eerie mystery to this fog-shrouded sea.
On the fleet, heavily armored soldiers were divided into two teams.
One team was sprawled over crossbows, peering into the dark sea by the faint firelight.
The other team, armed with longswords and shields, constantly patrolled the deck and cabins.
While preventing any sirens from sneaking in, they also had to guard the slaves in the cabins and watch the soldiers by the crossbows to prevent them from slacking off and sleeping.
"Thump-thump~ Thump-thump~!"
The wooden cabin and the dark night infinitely amplified the footsteps of the heavily armored soldiers.
Lying in the cabin, Draeger felt as if he constantly heard someone beating a drum.
As the darkness was gradually dispelled by the sunlight, the dense fog on the sea also became intermittent.
The guard reported on the previous night's situation.
"Two Dragons were secretly killed and carried away by sirens."
"There's still Dragon blood here."
"You fools, hurry up and clean up this bloodstain!"
"Before the leader finds out, absolutely no trace can be left, otherwise, you'll stay here and become food for the sirens!"
Draeger, his scarred face twisted, listened to the conversation between the captain of the guard and the patrolling guard outside the cabin.
"A bunch of good-for-nothings! If it were my Dragon-hunting group, not a single Dragon would have been stolen by sirens."
But now, Draeger could only remain silent.
His tall, broad figure squeezed out of the narrow cabin door.
The captain of the guard, who was scolding the soldiers outside, instantly flinched in fear.
He looked at Draeger with complicated eyes.
The former overlord of the sea stood before him, like an ancient siren gazing at him.
Even a single glance was enough to make him instinctively forget to breathe.
Draeger nonchalantly stretched, letting out a yawn that was almost a roar.
This yawn was like thunder; soldiers from the deck to the stern could hear it clearly.
In an instant, all the soldiers on the entire ship seemed to be under a spell, frozen in place, not daring to move.
Not only them, but even the Dragons confined in iron cages on the ship immediately curled up quietly upon hearing this roar.
Looking closely, one could clearly see the curled-up Dragons trembling.
It was as if they had heard something that terrified them to their very souls.
"Thump-thump-thump."
Draeger calmly left the cabin door, taking a deep breath of the oncoming sea breeze.
His curly black hair, like instant noodles, fluttered in the wind.
He walked with a steady pace towards the deck connection.
Savage stood with his arms crossed in the morning sunlight.
He looked down at Draeger, who was walking from another ship.
His gaze was as triumphant as if he were looking at a defeated opponent.
"Esteemed Dereg, did you sleep well last night?"
Draeger snorted lightly, not answering Savage's question.
"Depart for Sand Island immediately. Grimmore won't wait for anyone on one island forever."
Savage's lips curved slightly upward.
It was as if he was looking at a prey struggling in his hand.
The more the prey struggled and resisted, the more excited he became.
The more noble and proud Draeger appeared now, the more comfortable Savage felt.
Draeger boarded the warship where Savage was located.
Savage smiled faintly.
"Draeger, I thought about it carefully yesterday."
"I think I should sell these Dragons first, and then help you with your revenge."
Draeger's steps halted, his chilling gaze falling on Savage.
"Are you going back on your word?"
As he spoke, Draeger had already aimed his prosthetic limb at Savage.
As the former overlord of the sea, even having Dragon King Alpha by his side did not mean absolute safety.
As a pirate, one must not only possess excellent swordsmanship and absolute strength but also turn one's flaws into deadly weapons.
Draeger's prosthetic limb was certainly not for show.
Most people would also underestimate him because of his prosthetic limb.
Savage looked at Draeger, whose face was filled with murderous intent.
"No, it's not going back on my word."
"It's a better solution."
Draeger snorted coldly.
"What good solution do you have? Why didn't you say it last night?"
Savage turned and walked into a small cabin.
The guards stood by the door behind him.
Draeger followed closely.
It was the same spot, the same food and red wine.
"If you have a solution, speak it quickly."
"Don't waste my time. While it would be troublesome without you as my ally,"
"that doesn't mean I have no other allies besides you."
Savage did not doubt Draeger's words; otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of killing Draeger directly last night.
This was to prevent him from secretly accumulating power and re-establishing dominance over the sea.
"Don't rush."
"I've already sent a message to Grimmore."
"We will meet in the sea east of Green Town."
A thought instantly flashed through Draeger's mind:
"Could it be that Savage wants to secretly ally with Grimmore to eliminate him?"