Chapter 306

Wolf did not press further.

Of course, he was not truly letting his young master die in battle.

He had a better plan!

"Ostien family warriors, follow me and slaughter these shameless, vile pirates! I, Adamas, fight beside you to the very last moment!"

"Kill!"

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

The soldiers, spurred on by Adamas's encouragement, went all out.

Soon, Adamas's flagship and the other warship each drew alongside the two captured vessels.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Just as the pirates had done before, the soldiers laid boarding planks and charged forward with shouts.

Adamas tried to rush over too, but was seized by Deputy Commander Wolf.

"Young Master Adamas, you must remain aboard to hold the line—this will boost morale. Let your subordinates lead the assault first!"

Without waiting for Adamas to object, Wolf leapt ahead onto the enemy ship, "Ostien family warriors, follow me!"

Seeing this, the pirates all retreated toward the aft decks.

They were outnumbered and had no chance of repelling Wolf and his men.

But they didn't need to crush them—only to hold them off. Ten minutes later, the rear fleet would arrive.

Then their comrades would deal with these Ostien soldiers.

"Kill!"

Soon, cries of battle and screams of the dying echoed across the decks.

Though it seemed the Ostien soldiers were overpowering the pirates, everyone knew despair was near.

As the pirate main force drew ever closer, Wolf no longer delayed.

He instantly turned and shouted to his subordinate, "Remove the boarding planks! Cut the ropes!"

The soldiers froze.

"What are you waiting for? Do it now!"

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The boarding planks connecting the two ships were shoved aside, and the restraining ropes were severed.

With the bonds gone, Adamas's flagship, pushed by the wind, immediately began to move.

"Deputy Commander Wolf, what are you doing?!" Adamas, caught off guard, roared in fury.

Wolf merely waved his hand and smiled, "Young Master Adamas, you are a brave young man. I am certain that soon, you will grow into a mature commander!"

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

"No! Wolf, you bastard! Get back! Turn around and come back!" Adamas screamed and cursed, voice growing hoarse as Wolf's ship drifted farther away.

Of course, it was all useless.

Wolf had already given orders to the Liushou soldiers and crew.

"Damn it! Damn it! It's all my fault! I was obsessed with revenge—that's why this happened!"

"It's already over. Why am I still clinging to catching those bastards?"

Adamas was filled with regret. If the gods gave him another chance, he would never again choose to pursue the Poison Wolf pirates.

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

Even more, he had turned misfortune into fortune—gained Lord Harry's guidance and won control of his family's naval fleet!

Now, he had turned his best card into the worst possible outcome.

"Hey! Buddy, what are you doing?"

At that moment, Adamas suddenly heard a familiar voice call out.

It made him shudder.

He would never forget that voice—it was Lord Harry's.

And last time, when he stood on the cliff's edge, the man had asked him the same words in the same tone.

Of course, Adamas believed this was merely a hallucination from his grief.

Perhaps because Lord Harry had once saved him in despair, his mind now clung to hope.

"Hey! Adamas, I'm talking to you! Isn't that rude? By the way, are you alright? Do you need help?"

Just as Adamas convinced himself this was a hallucination, the voice came again.

And this time, it sounded closer.

Adamas froze, then snapped his head up, scanning around.

Of course, his gaze found nothing.

"I… am I sick?" Adamas felt the world had become unreal.

"Adamas, I'm up here!"

A teasing voice reached him. Adamas jerked his head upward.

In an instant, surprise, excitement, disbelief—emotion after emotion flashed across Adamas's eyes.

"H… Lord Harry? Is it… really you?"

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

"I… I…" Adamas's tears surged violently. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

But he could not utter a word, overwhelmed by emotion.

"Don't get worked up! I know—you need help right now, don't you?"

"Y… yes, Lord Harry. My fleet… my fleet is surrounded by pirates! Can… can you help me?"

"No problem. It's a minor thing!"

Seeing Gervas's calm, composed expression, Adamas instantly felt as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Of course. Didn't I save you once before? Don't you trust my abilities?"

"But… Lord Harry, those pirates have over thirty warships—likely over two thousand men!"

"Relax. These fools mean nothing to me!" Gervas guided his griffin to a slow descent, then executed a flawless flip and landed squarely on the Ostien flagship's deck.

Around him, sailors and knights stared in shock.

After all, this place was at least eighty to ninety li from shore—warships rarely came here.

And certainly not knights riding flying beasts.

So how had this man appeared here?

And what had he just said? That the pirates meant nothing?

Those were over thirty pirate warships.

"Lord Harry…"

"Adamas, don't rush. My men are coming!"

Gervas cut off Adamas's words and pointed toward the southern sea.

Everyone followed his gaze—and in the next instant, they saw a dark dot racing toward them from the south.

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

Of course, this was because the wind blew from the south, propelling the southern vessel at full speed.

But speed was not the dot's most striking feature.

Soon, everyone sensed something was wrong.

"That… is that… a three-masted warship?!!"

The tone held disbelief—and excitement.

A three-masted warship—those were the kingdom's most powerful vessels.

Only dukes and the royal family could possess them.

Even the Ostien Marquis family owned only two-masted ships.

Three-masted warships weren't just massive in hull size—their decks towered high.

Before a three-masted warship, single-masted ships looked like dwarves.

So if this ship had come to rescue them, it might truly turn the tide.