Chapter 1867 An Unexpected Union

Chapter 1867 An Unexpected Union

One hour later, Old man McKenzie and Tilda had come to an agreement.

"You have my word, we will support you when the time comes."

McKenzie's eyes throbbed, "then you have my full support and loyalty, as well as that of my family's."

"Good..." Tilda smiled underneath her mask. "Now that your family has decided to step up the ranks, they'll be undergoing an even harder stream of training starting tomorrow. And a month later, they will receive their first assignments."

"You won't be disappointed, your highness!"

With that, Old man McKenzie rose to his feet, nodded and left the space with a lighter expression than when he first came in.

Miranda came in once more, watching Tilda slowly rise to her feet and to stare out the majestic glass window that allows her to see the outside world but makes it difficult for those outside to see her.

"What do you think?"

"I trust my sight, your highness." Miranda replied, with her hands firmly behind her back. "The old man will not fail the test."

...

Swash~

The salty waves clashed against the ships with a gentle touch. The air was salty, the sun was high, and the clouds white and soft. The seas came with her freedom, stretching forth in a beautiful canvas for as far as the eyes could. Fish jumped out from time to time, alongside various stronger and larger sea creatures too. Well, all of this would have been a pretty sight to be

Dammit! Several burly men on one side, stared viscously as the other equally barely men on the other side.

Capoi!!~

Several people spat with distaste in their mouths, gripping their weapons tight, ready to strike if they spot anything fishy. On a typical day, both sides would have been fighting, neck-deep in battle. But not this time. For you see, they have already been fighting for 30 minutes now, before a single word slip-up from the other side caused both sides to halt the battle. "STAND DOWN."

The orders caused the metal clashing and groggy voices from everyone to pause. The leaders who were fighting the leaders in the other camp, now stood squarely, staring at each other with an unfathomable light. Who would have known that one word could cause a sudden temporary truce between both sides? One word – BAYMARD. ...

Salty.

Gillinghan spat on the creaky floors, feeling his throat overly dry. His body was cloaked in sweat and his heart rate was still beating loudly from the short but intense battle just now. Maudy, who was wearing purple battle robes, also found himself in the safe predicament. Soon, a table was brought to the center of the deck, and both men then took to their seats. "Tell me... you said you were on your way to Baymard with your fleet?" "Of course," Maudy replied, his distaste for Gillinghan very obvious. Well, both sides didn't bother to hide their disgust. They both showed their true feelings they had towards each other.

The corners of Gillinghan's lips raised high, "What a coincidence, we are heading there too." This time, it was Maudy's turn to get shocked. But in just a split second, his expression recovered. Indeed, it seems Baymard has made quite a lot of enemies, other than they. Knowing this seems to put Maudy in a good mood. "A truce, you say?" Maudy questioned, massaging his thick half-done plaited beard. Indeed, a truce would be beneficial for them now. Although they were confident in their plan for conquest, that Baymard was quite a shrewd little place. As the distasteful people they were working with, it wouldn't be late to kill them off after Baymard was dealt with. Maudy's mind was spinning with calculations, and so was Gillinghan. Both parties thought of burning their bridges after crossing them. However, no matter what their later plans were, one thing was evident – both forces had now formed a temporary truce for the first time in their long history. Today, the Morgs on their way for war against Baymard, met the Adonis fleet, who were also on their way to Baymard for war! It seemed both sides had enough of Baymard's continuous nosy behavior of always budding into their plans. By now, Adonis would have taken over many empires like Zalipnia in Romain, but their plans were all thwarted by Baymard. Morgany would have kept their people on several thrones, and also kept many of their sources of money firmly in their pockets if not for Baymard's intervention. In the end, Baymard was a force they decided must go! As for who gets Baymard after they deal with its monarchs and its supporters, well... they would just have to cross that bridge when they get there, won't they? Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com