allendalepharm Chapter 240 Brando's Letter
Chapter 240 Brando's Letter
Chapter 240 Brando's Letter
In a dimly lit tavern in the port of Tiana.
"Ha—that's what life is all about!"
Danitz grabbed a bottle of Blackland, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp. The fiery liquid slid down his throat, giving him an extremely pleasant feeling.
These two days are the days when the "Golden Dream" docks for supplies, and it is also a rare time for him to indulge himself.
Eight thousand two hundred rankings! I was assigned to a full eight thousand two hundred rankings!
The thought of that number made Danitz want to shout out in excitement.
To be honest, he really wanted to take advantage of the alcohol, stand on the table, and brag to everyone in the pub about his "heroic deeds" from a while back. But a sliver of reason prevented him from having this dangerous idea.
Drinking leads to trouble. He still has a bounty of nearly seven thousand pounds on his head. Although this is the "Golden Dream" base, there's no guarantee that nothing will happen.
Keep a low profile, you absolutely must!
"I'm a millionaire now," he said smugly, taking a sip of his drink.
The bounties for "Blood Admiral" Señor and several other pirates had been successfully redeemed through intermediaries. After deducting the intermediary's share and the handling fee that Brando promised to the captain, they received a total of over 41,000 pounds.
Brando initially agreed to give him 20%, which resulted in him receiving a huge sum of £8,200!
He also became the person with the most liquid funds on the "Golden Dream" ship, second only to the captain.
"Although we were chased like dogs by various forces during that period, the ending wasn't bad." Danitz recalled the days he spent hiding with Lorne, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"The old man always says I'm useless. Next time I go back, I'll just throw the money in his face, haha!" Danitz thought excitedly, as if he could already see the old man's dumbfounded expression.
"Sigh—" After his initial excitement, he suddenly sighed again, "I should go back home for my next annual leave. It's been so long since I've seen my mother and father."
Just as Danitz was drinking and indulging in fantasies of returning home in glory, the door to the tavern's private room was pushed open, and one of his sailors strode in.
"Boss, it's settled." The sailor lowered his voice, a fawning smile on his face. "Four thousand five hundred pounds for three houses! All in the heart of Bayam!"
"No problem, right?" Danitz sobered up considerably in an instant, leaning forward to ask. "Don't worry, boss! They're all real estate developers we've worked with many times, their reputation is absolutely guaranteed!" The sailor patted his chest to assure him. "There's a businessman who lost money in business and urgently needs cash to plug the hole, otherwise it wouldn't be this cheap!"
As he spoke, he handed over several house transfer contracts.
"Excellent, you did a great job this time!" Danitz took the contract, glanced at it briefly, and his smile grew even brighter. Three houses in the heart of Bayam for only four thousand five hundred pounds—that's an incredible bargain!
"Okay, I'll transfer the money to him later." With that, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of banknotes, counted out about twenty pounds, and handed it to his subordinate. "Here, this is your reward."
"Thanks, boss!" The sailor accepted the money with a smile, then tactfully turned and left.
Danitz waved his hand dismissively, as if to say, "It's all just small change."
"Sure enough, my luck has improved a lot since I left Bran," Danitz exclaimed smugly, but then suddenly felt something was off.
"Wait a minute—without him, I don't think I'll get this money."
Clearly, he had completely forgotten Lorne's parting advice and immediately invested most of his bounty into real estate.
After all, promotions can be slower, but buying a house is a must! Especially this kind of bargain opportunity, once missed, it's gone forever.
"Danitz".
Just as Danitz was feeling smug, a clear, cold female voice came from behind him.
"Captain!" Danitz exclaimed, turning around immediately.
The newcomer was none other than "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina Edwards. She was still wearing her signature beige fitted coat and dark knee-length skirt, her light blue eyes as clear and calm as a frozen lake.
"The resupply is almost over, get ready to return to the ship," Edwina reminded them.
Her gaze inadvertently fell upon the several transaction contracts on the table, and she asked suspiciously, "You bought another house? With the bounty that Brando gave you?"
"Yes, that's right." Danitz knew he couldn't hide it from the captain, so he nodded honestly in admission.
"I remember Brando reminded you before he left to prioritize using your funds for promotions rather than buying too many properties," Edwina stated, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
"Well—Brando's words aren't necessarily right, are they?" Danitz scratched his head awkwardly.
"But I think his words are very valuable."
"Why?" Danitz asked instinctively.
"intuition."
Intuition... Danitz thought for a moment.
Well, the captain's words are beyond the comprehension of a mere mortal like me.
"This is a letter from Brando to you." Edwina took a letter out of her coat pocket and handed it to Danitz.
"Brando gave it to me?" Danitz asked curiously, taking the letter. "Did he also write to you, Captain?"
..
"Did you write it?" Danitz asked curiously when the captain didn't speak.
"..."
After a long pause, Edwina slowly spoke: "He asked me an academic question."
Aboard "Future".
"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya also received a letter from Lorne. She excitedly took the envelope and headed to her captain's cabin, intending to open it alone.
"The captain seems to be in a good mood today?" Nina nudged Frank, who was engrossed in studying some kind of plant sample, with her elbow.
"Really?" Frank looked up, looking bewildered. "The captain seems the same as usual to me."
"How could they be the same!" Nina retorted. "The captain is usually so calm and absolutely rational. When has he ever had such a strong emotional outburst?"
"I think it's fine. It just looks a little rushed, doesn't it?" Frank still couldn't figure it out. "Sigh—" Nina sighed, giving him a "you really don't understand women" look.
She held up her index finger and waved it in front of Frank: "Frank, you don't understand."
"Haven't you noticed? The captain has been acting a little different since he came back from Bayam."
"Different?" Frank rested his chin on his hand, recalling for a moment. "It seems—it is a little different."
"That's right! Since the captain came back, he's obviously been talking more, and his expression isn't as cold anymore!" Nina chimed in.
"And the captain even bought me a Sequence 6 Extraordinary Ability this time!"
"I asked her where this trait came from, but she didn't say."
"Is there anything special about this?" Frank asked, puzzled. "Maybe the seller asked for confidentiality—"
"No, no, no!" Nina exclaimed excitedly, lowering her voice, "If it was the seller's request, the captain could have just told me. But she didn't! She deliberately avoided the topic, as if she didn't want me to know about that person's existence at all!"
"What does this mean? It means that the seller with this characteristic is definitely a special person! At least, very special to the captain!"
She became more and more excited as she spoke, clasping her hands together and looking on with anticipation: "I never thought the captain would reach this point. Indeed—even the coldest ice will melt."
"When? What ice? And how will it melt?" Frank rubbed his head, completely unable to keep up with Nina's train of thought.
Nina raised an eyebrow, looked at Frank who looked completely bewildered, and sighed helplessly.
"You should continue with your experiment, but be careful not to spill the seeds."
"I don't want to eat mushrooms for a week."
Inside the captain's cabin.
Cattleya carefully opened the envelope, a smile unconsciously curving her lips without her even realizing it.
However, after reading the contents of the letter, her smile froze. "Oh, it's an academic issue—" she sighed.
This was expected, but it's still somewhat disappointing.
In the letter, Brando asked her about the language of the full moon and also attached a picture of a strange worm.
This description, and this photograph, are they "Time Bugs"? Records she had seen in some documents before flashed through her mind.
"Never mind, at least he knows that I am the most learned person." Cattleya sighed to herself, picked up her pen, and prepared to write a reply.
However, as soon as she picked up her pen and wrote a few words, an idea popped into her head uncontrollably.
He probably didn't write the same letter to "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina, did he?
"That shouldn't be the case. I'm the most knowledgeable one; there's no need for me to write another letter—"
Although she said that, the thought was like a needle, precisely piercing the softest spot in her heart.
After all, the possibility of this happening is very high.
The thought of someone chatting so familiarly with Edwina made Gadriya feel inexplicably choked up. Even if she didn't want to admit it, the "Iceberg General's" academic level was indeed quite good, which was very much in line with her identity as a believer in the god of knowledge and wisdom.
She had already personally experienced the other person's academic level on the "Golden Dream". Although the depth of their knowledge could not compare to her own, their learning ability was certainly no less than hers. Moreover, the other person seemed to be more trusted by someone else.
The other person was more like his teacher, while he was just a dispensable passerby.
No, he was more like a troublemaker than a passerby, meddling in someone else's class.
"No, no, what am I thinking! Of all the pirate generals, I am the most knowledgeable one!" Cattleya shook her head vigorously, shaking off these messy thoughts.
This is just a purely academic discussion; there's no need to dangle it into other areas.
Just as she picked up her pen, preparing to finish writing her reply, her spiritual intuition was suddenly triggered.
someone!
"Who is it!" Cattleya turned around abruptly.
A woman's figure was outlined behind her.
When she saw who it was, her pupils contracted sharply, and an expression of disbelief and horror appeared on her face.
"A female... queen?!"