Chapter 1018 - The Impatient Watchers!

Chapter 1018 - The Impatient Watchers!

Everyone moved speedily, hurrying to complete their assignments.

And soon, some of the tourists had noticed the action happening.

How could they not?

Several Baymardian sh.i.p.s were speeding off in a flash, occupying different regions around the waters.

The strangest thing was that now, they were guided and showed the way to move diligently.

They smelt that something was off.

Could it be pirates? Or some unknown enemy forces?

Their ears and eyes itched to discover the truth.

But no matter how much they asked, these Baymardians had tight lips, just smiling back at them and acting clueless about the whole thing.

Smart people who owned their own sh.i.p.s chose to stay silent and observe a little bit more while sailing very, very, very slowly.

They didn’t believe that they wouldn’t be able to see anything!

It looked like a storm had come Baymard’s way.

So, the question was, will they be able to settle it?

Many looked ahead with curiosity, stretching their necks, hoping to see something.

Unfortunately, a 2-mile radius was too far for the eyes alone to see things clearly.

From where they were, the sh.i.p.s would only look like dots or streaks of light along the waters.

And coupled with the Coast Guards directing and blocking vision, their efforts were deemed useless.

Dammit! Such a perfect opportunity to gather more information had been disrupted by these smiling Baymardians right before their very eyes.

F***!

Some people even decided to sail ahead and stop around one of the Arcadian Coastal cities, towns or villages, to wait and gather information.

This sort of thing could sell like hot cake... especially for some people who made a little out of selling information.

This scene had caught their interest.

So how could they just let it go?

"Change course!"

"Change course!"

Of course, their pants were back, their leather belts black, and their boots black as well.

And dangling around their waists, was their purple sword sheaths, which also had compartments for their Blessed Dragia daggers too.

As the Dragias chanted and stumped their feet in rhythm, the Primates also got ready for battle.

The battle cry of all 150,000 people chanting and stumbling their feet in unison, coupled with the war horns, made those curious tourists miles away feel like crying.

Sure. From here, it wasn’t that loud.

And quite frankly, it sounded like a squirrel talking.

But the fact that they could hear something this far away meant that if they were closer, it would probably make their ears erupt.

Some started talking across their sh.i.p.s to the Baymardian vessels close to them, trying to bribe these people.

.

"Bro... I’ll pay you 5,000 Bays on the spot if you just give me a bit of information on the matter.

Think about it. That’s 5,000 Bays!

Eh? Is it not good enough? Then how about 8000?

10?... 20....? 50,000 Bays! I will give you that and even throw in my daughter to the first person that gives me all the juicy details."

"Young man... Young man.

Please. I’ll die if you don’t get me information.

You might not know, but the doctor said I only have 2 days to live.

Just do this one thing for me, and the God you serve will reward you handsomely.

Isn’t it your way as a Baymardian to always tend to the poor, sick and needy?

Well, I’m dying... So give me the info now!"

"Hey! These seas don’t belong to you people!

If I want to set sail in this direction, why can’t I?"

"That’s right! You all clear the way for me as well.

I want to pass this way, not that way.

So why do I have to listen to you?"

"A Soothsayer told me that if I don’t sail this way, then I’ll perish soon.

So will you be able to sleep well at night knowing that you killed me?"

"_"