Chapter 306: Is It a Hallucination?

Wolf did not insist any further.

Of course, he did not truly intend to let his young master die in battle.

Instead, he had a better plan!

"Warriors of the Marquis Marquis Aosiding family, join me in slaughtering these shameless and despicable pirates! I, Adams, will fight alongside you until the last moment!"

"Kill!"

Amidst the cries of battle, the flagship and the remaining single-masted warship turned their bows around.

Encouraged by Adams, the soldiers threw caution to the wind.

Soon, the flagship where Adams was located and the other warship respectively latched onto the two captured warships.

Bang bang bang!

Just as the pirates had done before, the soldiers set up planks and charged toward the opposite side with shouts.

Adams wanted to rush over too, but Vice-Commander Wolf grabbed him.

"Young Master Adams, you should hold your position on the ship to boost morale. Allow me to lead the men across to fight first!"

Without waiting for Adams to object, Wolf leaped onto the opposing warship at the forefront, "Warriors of the Marquis Marquis Aosiding family, charge with me!"

Seeing this, the pirates one by one retreated toward the rear deck.

They were outnumbered and had no possibility of repelling Wolf and the others.

However, they did not need to defeat them; they only needed to hold Wolf and the others at bay. In ten minutes, the fleet behind would arrive.

By then, comrades would naturally come to deal with these soldiers of the Marquis Marquis Aosiding family.

"Kill!"

For a moment, cries of battle and wails of agony continuously echoed from the warships.

Although it seemed the Marquis Marquis Aosiding family soldiers were suppressing the pirates, everyone knew clearly that a desperate situation was about to arrive.

Watching the main pirate force draw ever closer, Wolf delayed no longer.

He instantly spun around and said to the subordinate beside him, "Remove the gangplanks and cut the ropes!"

The soldiers were stunned for a moment.

"What are you staring at? Hurry!"

Crack crack crack!

Immediately, the gangplanks connecting the two ships were overturned, and the binding ropes were directly cut.

And with the restraints gone, the flagship where Adams was located, aided by the wind, immediately began to move.

"Vice-Commander Wolf, what are you doing?" Adams, caught off guard, roared in anger and demanded an explanation upon seeing this.

Vice-Commander Wolf merely waved his hand and smiled, "Young Master Adams, you are a brave young master. I believe that in the near future, you will grow into a mature commander!"

"Of course, I can no longer accompany you in this fight. Remember to avenge me!"

"No! Wolf, you bastard, quickly, pull back, turn the ship around and pull back!" Watching Vice-Commander Wolf drift further away, Adams cursed and shouted, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse.

Of course, it was all in vain.

Wolf had already instructed the soldiers and crew left behind.

"Damn it! Damn it! It's all my fault! I was so focused on revenge, otherwise this wouldn't have happened!"

"The matter is already in the past. Why must I still be obsessed with catching that group of bastards!"

Adams was filled with regret. If the gods could give him another chance, he would never choose to pursue the Poison Wolf Gang pirates again.

After all, he had already resolved that crisis with the help of Lord Harry Potter.

Moreover, he had turned a misfortune into a blessing, receiving guidance from Lord Harry and thereby securing the family's naval fleet!

And now, he had played his best cards into the worst possible situation.

"Hey! Buddy, what are you doing?"

Just then, Adams suddenly heard a familiar call.

This made his body tremble.

He would never forget that voice; it belonged to Lord Harry.

Moreover, last time when he stood on the cliff edge, he had asked him with the exact same words and tone.

Of course, Adams felt this was definitely a hallucination caused by excessive grief.

Perhaps because Lord Harry had once saved him in despair, he had developed this expectation.

"Hey! Adams, I'm talking to you. Isn't that too rude? By the way, are you okay? Do you need help?"

But just as Adams thought this was a hallucination, the call came again.

And this time, the call seemed to come from closer.

Adams froze, then suddenly raised his head and looked around.

Of course, his sweeping glance obviously found nothing.

"Am I... am I sick?" Adams felt the world had become unreal.

"Adams, I'm up here!"

A voice almost mocking came through, and Adams suddenly raised his head.

The next moment, joy, excitement, disbelief, and other emotions successively surfaced in Adams' eyes.

"Ha... Lord Harry? Is it... really you?"

"Of course it's me, Adams. Are you alright?"

"I... I..." Tears suddenly surged from Adams, his mouth opening as if to say something.

But in his excitement, he could say nothing.

"Don't get excited! I know, you definitely need help right now, don't you?"

"It... it is, Your Grace Harry. My fleet... my fleet is surrounded by pirates! Y-you... can you help me?"

"No problem, a trivial matter!"

"Really?" Adams, seeing Gervas's calm and composed expression, instantly seemed to have truly grasped a lifeline.

"Of course. Did I not save you last time? Do you not trust my ability?"

"But... Your Grace Harry, those pirates have over thirty pirate ships, and probably at least two thousand men!"

"Rest assured! These fellows are nothing before me!" Gervas let the griffin descend slowly, then executed a graceful flip, landing directly on the deck of Marquis Marquis Aosiding's flagship.

All around, whether sailors or knights, stared at Gervas in shock.

For this place was at least eighty or ninety li from the coastline, and even merchant ships rarely reached here.

Let alone a knight riding a flying magical beast.

Flying, so how did this person appear here?

Moreover, what did he just say? That those pirates were nothing.

Those were over thirty pirate warships.

"Your Grace Harry..."

"Adams, do not worry, my people have arrived!"

Gervas interrupted Adams, who was about to say something, and then pointed toward the southern sea.

Everyone looked in the direction Gervas pointed, and the next instant, they indeed saw a black dot speeding toward them from the southern sea.

The black dot moved very fast; in the blink of an eye, it grew larger and larger.

Of course, this was because the south wind was blowing at this moment, so the ship coming from the south was surely moving at full speed.

But speed was not the black dot's distinguishing feature.

Because very quickly, the crowd noticed something was wrong.

"Th-that... that is... a three-masted warship?!!"

The tone held disbelief, as well as excitement.

A three-masted warship was the warship with the highest combat power of the Kingdom.

Only Dukes and the Royal Family could possess them.

Even their Hou Jue family, the Austins, possessed only two-masted warships.

And a three-masted warship was not only huge in hull, but its deck was towering.

Before a three-masted warship, a single-masted warship was no different from a dwarf.

So, if this warship had come to rescue, there was indeed a certain possibility of saving the situation.