But right now, this young lord actually reveres a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man beside him as a Sword Saint. For a mont, even though the legendary behemoth was right before their eyes, everyone on the ship couldn’t help but turn their heads.
Many eyes were focused on phisto, the Sword Saint who gained fa at a young age remained as composed as ever. He turned back and asked, "?"
"Although the Naga Clan released the Sea Demon Whale, from their actions, it seems they are unwilling to pay too high a price for a single plunder. I just need you to make them retreat in fear," Brand stared at the distant sea, carefully calculating how confident he felt about his words. In truth, he was quite knowledgeable about the Naga, but compared to them, he knew this particular group of Naga better.
phisto thought for a mont and agreed that Brand’s words made so sense. Just then, Captain Jas also understood, he quickly nodded and said, "Exactly, though pirates are desperate n, if their robbery doesn’t equal their losses, for them, it’s also a losing proposition."
After speaking, he couldn’t help but look at phisto with so doubt, silently searching in his mind for soone who would fit the bill, but it was destined to be futile. Whether Darus or Kai Leigus, they gained fa much earlier than phisto. Compared to them, phisto could be described as a youthful newcor.
"When did Erune produce another Sword Saint?" The young captain was incomparably confused.
At this mont, the Gray Sword Saint nodded, "I’ll give it a try." With that, he placed a hand on his sword hilt, and suddenly, everyone felt a terrifying pressure explode from this thin body. That kind of pressure was almost tangible, forming a wind pressure that even made the sails of the Distant Land stir slightly—all present, including the likes of disha and Qian, top-tier Golden Domain existences, couldn’t help but feel a slight constriction, while the ordinary sailors nearly collapsed to the ground.
"Oh my, it’s truly a Sword Saint!"
"By Martha, when did Erune have another Sword Saint!?" Aside from Brand’s subordinates, all the sailors at that mont were shocked to their core. But what surprised them wasn’t just phisto’s identity, but also Brand’s background. What kind of divine beings were these rebels occupying Tonyger?
Among the crowd, only Brand completely ignored the imposing pressure of the Gray Sword Saint. His willpower had already reached a level beyond the peak boundary of the elent; not to ntion the pressure of a re Sword Saint, even the innate pressure rooted in the bloodline of a giant dragon he could completely disregard. He watched phisto release his aura without reservation, followed by a circle of gray light spreading from the Sword Saint’s body, instantly enveloping the nearby sea, making the entire ship seem covered in a layer of grayish mist.
Grey Domain.
At that mont, everyone instinctively fell silent; even Jas, knowledgeable as he was, didn’t recognize it. But he at least knew it was the legendary Elental Power.
Enlightennt Elent.
Disregarding swordsmanship, purely from a standpoint of strength, this was indeed a genuine Sword Saint.
The silence didn’t just cover those on the ship, but even the giant Sea Demon Whale, which had just surfaced, suddenly cald down, quietly halting on the nearby sea surface. This was a reverence for the powerful, although the Sea Demon Whale was a mythical sea monster, facing a true expert with Enlightennt Elent, they still dared not rashly start a confrontation. They were ancient creatures living in the sea, possessing intelligence no less than humans with spirit.
Thus appeared an eerie scene on the sea surface: between the small Distant Land three-masted ship and the colossal mountain-like Sea Demon Whale, a temporary calm erged, neither side daring to attack rashly. Only the sailors, ordinary n as they were, and the young officers of the White Lion Legion couldn’t help but lift their heads and gape at this rare spectacle. Perhaps so among them might never see such a scene again in their life, making this the most legendary and glorious mont of their lives.
Especially for sailors who have made a living on the sea for years, this was even more so.
After a while.
Brand finally saw several figures erging from under the sea, suddenly breaking through the surface, revealing a mix of males and females. Of course, these people were Nagas, who lifted their heads to look at the ones on the ship, similarly puzzled. Clearly intent on robbing an ordinary human rchant ship, who could have known this vessel not only boasted armants rivaling a warship but also housed a true expert with Elental Power? Had these humans not initiated an attack, they might suspect it as a trap specifically for them.
Now, it seed more like they had unwittingly run into a certain country’s crown prince traveling incognito.
Though it sounded sowhat ridiculous, the leaders of the Naga Clan indeed harbored such thoughts—it was all too unbelievable otherwise. They gradually approached the Distant Land’s rail, and seeing Brand clearly on the ship, their conviction deepened, unable to stop from asking, "Which family’s prince is on board?"
"Prince?" Brand hadn’t yet spoken when Antitina burst into laughter.
Brand couldn’t help but cast a curious glance at Antitina, as this staff lady always struck him as more composed, with a cool deanor. Besides, he didn’t see what was so amusing, had he strayed so far from a prince’s image in her mind? Despite Vorn’s various kingdoms having their fair share of handso and beautiful princes and princesses, there were certainly so not-so-great looking ones, right? Considering his current power, posing as the unfortunate prince of a small country wasn’t entirely unacceptable.
The noble lady blushed under Brand’s gaze, her face turning an imdiate shade of red down to her neck. She lightly coughed, quickly turning her head aside.
Brand was unsure what she was up to and didn’t dwell on it. He turned back to look at the Nagas below the rail—now even the sailors on the ship realized these Nagas ca seeking peace, Brand hadn’t miscalculated. Even pirates preferred not to suffer significant losses for an act of plunder. On this sea surface, so people they could afford to provoke, but so were destined to remain beyond their reach.
A force protected by a strong individual wielding Enlightennt Elent possessed such power.
Yet, none knew at that mont that as Brand viewed the few Nagas below, the thought flashing through his mind was:
"So it’s you all—"
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