I Became a Level -99 Vicious Lord

Chapter 137:

As Otto had anticipated, Drake had not shot Mordred.

He pointed the trigger at the tattered deck.

Lock him up.

Aye, Captain.

Drake barked orders to the subordinates under him, clearly not pleased with the man.

If Drake continued to look at that bastards face, he felt like he was inclined to pull the trigger on Mordreds head.

You scumbag!

How dare you betray us all, and yet you call yourself a decent human being!

You son of a bitch!

Ill never kill you gently!

The crews anger toward Mordred was immense.

The majority of the crew of the [Sailfish Pirates] were either former members of the Mustache Pirates or had a deep-seated grudge against Avery.

The entire pirate group had banded together to take revenge on Avery, so it was no wonder they felt betrayed and outraged at Mordred.

Yes, well done. A man must learn to be patient.

Kairos patted Drake on the shoulder, then turned to walk away.

Its going to be hard, but youre going to get through this. At least youre lucky you know now.

What do you mean, lucky?

Drake snapped.

That the man I called my uncle and trusted betrayed my father.

At least its not your fault.

?

What do you think it would have been like if you had continued to believe and follow that scumbag, and now not only are you fucked, but so are the men beneath you.

For a moment, Drake was rendered speechless, unable to say anything.

If he had.

What if, like Kairos said, hed been played into Averys hands, and at some point hed fallen into a trap?

It was terrifying to think about.

He couldnt even imagine how great the guilt and anger would be.

I have lived in the world for more than half a century, and do you know what is the most painful emotion in human life? It is regret, for it is a scar on the soul.

Anyone who has been betrayed knows it.

As Kairos, a man whos been on the receiving end of the husband-and-wife team of Argonne-Beatrice, he understands Drakes feelings all too well.

Thats why hed taken the trouble to offer him advice.

To Drakes ears, it might sound like a stern lecture.

At least you wont have anything to regret, so youd better get your act together now. If you are a true seaman.

And with those words, Kairos left Drakes side.

I suppose its a good thing.

Is it because Kairos had touched him?

Drake stood there for a moment, mulling over Kairos advice, then frowned, suddenly realizing something was amiss.

Hold on. He lived more than half a century?

The subject, who was in his seemingly twenties, claims to have lived for more than half a century?

Could he be messing with me?

Drake couldnt help but misunderstand.

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Meanwhile, Qasim felt a distinct cold sensation.

It felt like he was lying on ice.

But that wasnt what woke him up.

*Slap!* *Smack!*

Aah! S-Stop! Stop hitting me! No more!

Qasim was awakened by someone slapping him hard on the cheeks, several times.

Im awake, so stop Aack!

Qasim jumped to his feet angrily, realizing that something dark was staring down at him.

However..

*Slip!*

Qasim slipped and crashed to the ground.

Why did I slip?

He had clearly fallen.

Ice?

It turns out that the floor he was on wasnt actually a ground at all, but a frozen patch of ice.

Why am I on ice?

No, more than that.

You, what are you!

Qasim managed to pull himself to his feet and exclaimed in surprise to find a large penguin staring at him.

Guic?

The giant penguin tilted its head slightly, then opened its beak.

What is it? Its the Peng who saved your life. Guic.

If its a Peng, then.

Hed heard of it.

Far away, in the northern polar region called [Tundria], there were many different races, including humans.

Talking bears.

Talking penguins.

Yetis.

Northern natives.

And so on and so forth.

Among them are the so-called Pengs, giant penguins of high intelligence, and theyre proficient in magic.

Why is a Peng here?

Guic. There was an accident. Guic.

The penguin answered.

Suddenly the glacier broke off and I washed up here. Guic, Guic. I must have been here for a month or two. Guic.

Then you saved me?

I told you so. Guic.

Thank you.

Qasim thanked the penguin.

You saved my life. I thought I was going to die.

Guic. Youre welcome. Guic.

Whats your name? You saved my life, I should at least know your name.

Guic. My name is. Gui. Guick. Guick. Chirp. Guk. Guiiiikk, chirp, chirp, chirp. Gui. Guic. Guuk. Guik. Guik. is. Guik.

Eh?

Gui. Guick. Guick. Chirp. Guk. Guiiiikk, chirp, chirp, chirp. Gui. Guic. Guuk. Guik. Guik. is. Guik.

So your name is. Gui. Guick. Guick. Chirp. Guk. Guiiiikk, chirp, chirp Uh. Ummm. Mmm.

The penguins name was too difficult for Qasim to remember or pronounce properly.

Cant I just call you something more comfortable?

Guic?

The name is too complex. Can I just call you Peng?

Guiic?!

Why not? I apologize if Im being rude.

Guic? Did you just give me a name, Guic?

Huh?

Guic, we Peng People have a tradition of deep friendship with those who gave us names! Guic!

Oh?

Guic! Then you and I are friends from now on! Guic, what is my friends name? Guic!

My name is Qasim.

Guic! Qasim! Pengs friend Qasim! Guic!

O-Okay. Lets be friends. Thanks for saving me, buddy.

Qasim held out his hand for a shake, and Peng reached out with his cute little wings to clasp it.

Wait.

Qasim tilted his head as if something wasnt quite right.

You floated down a glacier all the way here? To the southern part of the continent?

Yes. Guic.

Why?

Guic?

Because if the glacier broke off, you could just swim away.

Guic.

The Peng avoided Qasims gaze.

What? Whats wrong? Cant Pengs swim?

Pengs are good swimmers. I dont know any Peng who cant swim, Guic.

But?

Peng.

Peng lowered his head.

I cant swim. Guic.

Cant swim?

Water phobia. Guic. Its bad. Ive never been swimming before. Guic.

Ohh.

Qasim was dumbfounded.

A penguin.

No, because it didnt make sense to him that a Peng couldnt swim because they were afraid of water.

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Drake pulled himself together faster than Otto had expected.

While he was certainly shaken by the tremendous betrayal, now was not the time to lash out at Mordred.

Ottos words that he had a golden opportunity to get back at Avery had cooled the flames of his anger.

As soon as Drake regained his composure, he went straight to Otto.

You said it was a golden opportunity for revenge, right?

Of course.

Otto smirked.

We can use Modred to feed disinformation back to Avery.

Okay. Ill try.

Drake seemed to have made a resolution.

But theres a condition.

Condition?

I told you, you work for me.

Ahh.

I already let you live once. If I helped you get revenge on Avery, thats like saving you twice, isnt it?

Thats right.

Drake didnt deny Ottos words.

He could never have imagined that Mordred was a despicable traitor

I am indeed grateful, and I will never forget this favor.

As for being my vassal? I dont suppose you intend to mop it up.

No way.

Drake shook his head.

Ill pledge my allegiance after I get my revenge on Avery.

Hmm.

Because I dont have the confidence to serve someone without finishing my revenge.

Ill accept that.

Otto respected Drakes opinion.

After all, how could a man whose heart was in the grindstone serve someone wholeheartedly?

Besides, Drake is one of the 100 Lords.

It would be strange if he was easy to recruit.

Okay. Youll take the oath of allegiance after you beat Avery.

Thanks for understanding.

Youre welcome.

Otto said with a smirk.

I am more thankful.

Otto knew all too well what Drake could do in a naval battle, so he didnt mind the stringent terms of his employment.

Now, then, lets get Avery.

How?

How do you want to screw with Avery.

And then,

Captain, were in trouble!

A crew member rushed into the cabin and informed Drake.

Trouble?

Yes, Captain. It appears that fifty kilograms of gold bullion are missing from the plunder cache in the cargo hold.

In that split second.

*Flinch!*

Otto flinched.

Check it again, mate. It doesnt make sense that such a large quantity of gold would suddenly disappear, and we havent even stopped on land yet since that day.

Yes, Captain.

Theres got to be a mistake, no ones disappeared in the middle of nowhere, and Is there anywhere in this cramped ship where a gold bar could be hidden? Look for it quietly. Its already a mess, lets not raise suspicions among ourselves.

Drake was undaunted by the disappearance of such a large chunk of gold, and gave appropriate instructions for the current situation.

Camille poked Otto in the side and leaned over to whisper in Ottos ear.

Look, and try to emulate him, please.

Lets be quiet, okay?

Otto glared at Camille.

What.

Turning his head, Drake regarded Otto and asked.

Why are you sweating so much, are you sick?

Haha. Hahaha.

Otto laughed awkwardly while breaking out in a sweat.

But Drake didnt doubt Otto at all.

No, he had no reason to doubt him.

It never occurred to him that the man who had informed him that Mordred was in fact his fathers betrayer, a spy planted by Avery, could have stolen the gold bars.

In fact, Otto had been so gracious to him that he would have given it to him if he had asked for it.

So what are we going to do?

First.

Otto opened his mouth.

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That night.

*Splaaassh!*

With the Red Goddess at the helm, the Lota Kingdoms fleet sailed at a terrifying speed.

The speed was several times faster than their previous voyage, and the secret was the [Red Goddess].

Drakes flagship, the [Red Goddess], was no mere ordinary pirate ship.

It was a Holy Relic, one of the most mysterious items in the world and a symbol of a Monarch Lord.

It was a warship optimized for naval warfare that could increase the speed of allied ships sailing alongside it by leaps and bounds, giving them tremendous maneuverability.