Liszt didn’t know who started it.
During the Doringger era, due to his age and experience, he was from the grandparent generation.
And Liszt was clearly not from that generation. The overly gangster-like title of ’boss’ didn’t reflect the high-end business style of Black Sail, but his position was there, so the cadres often called him Lao Da, considering it a term of respect.
Lao Da, class RIDER, his treasure is a helicopter.
"An envoy from the Aran Army, how can this be?"
Fen pondered for a while.
Clearly, the Aran Royal Court wasn’t a monolithic block. The special task force for anti-black operations in the East Sea and the Aran Army were different departments. The task force had its own achievements, and the army had its own KPIs.
Negotiations were definitely impossible, so what trick were they playing?
"Maybe we were too fierce yesterday and scared Crocodile Island."
Shadi, who had faced Aran generals in Wind Breath Canyon’s mine, admitted that Edmond and the likes had some skills, but there was still a big gap compared to the lord of a region like Doringger, especially when facing the now massive Black Sail, which required courtesy before hostilities.
"How many people came?"
Liszt asked, not worried about a surprise attack from Crocodile Island since the sentry towers and strongholds they had taken were not just for show.
"Three people," the pirate answered.
"Very well. We kill two, leave one to take the message back. Let them in," Liszt said with interest.
Three envoys were being interviewed in the fortress’s reception room. Since the ancient fortress had only recently been reactivated, one wouldn’t expect high-end furniture.
The pure prison style, spider webs in every corner, with rustic furniture like tree stumps for chairs in the stone room.
Making the three envoys frown.
By rights, Aran seniors are treated like nobility wherever they go.
But this made the leading envoy feel a bit of contempt for Liszt, thinking this kind of setup would never measure up to Doringger.
A former Sergeant from the Witch Hunting Secret Department who had worked under Doringger was entrusted to assist him.
The cruise trade in the Far East Islands was heavyweight business.
In short, due to the betrayal of Beima’s mentally impaired king, despite the close inland port on the East Coast for Far East exchanges, the Aran Royal Court repeatedly urged the king to garrison troops, all to no avail.
Thus, today’s situation unfolded, which was somewhat complex.
Everyone knew the Narrow Sea was a bizarre area where countries issued privateer certificates, leading to the militarization of pirates. The value of this Golden Waters area was extremely high. To prevent escalation of conflicts within a controllable range, there was a Narrow Sea Convention Organization, emphasizing conflict without breaking, contention without harming.
The Cross Alliance was just the county government; the Narrow Sea Convention Organization was the courthouse, holding the economic lifeline of the Western Continent. If there was a blockade and chaos in the Narrow Sea, the balance of necessary imports and exports for each country would be disrupted, leading to a financial crisis that could evolve into a world war.
While Aran stood at the pinnacle of world land power, the Narrow Sea was beyond its sole control.
The Narrow Sea Convention Organization was used to restrain the Black Gloves under various powers. However, as pirates became more militarized and disciplined, the most powerful figures in the organization turned out to be pirates. The organization could not be sidelined by nations; pirates had to have a say, otherwise the fragile order would collapse, and everyone loved coming to the Narrow Sea to claim their share. This was not an ordinary ranking but belonged to the Valley Summit, where the opening of the season was terrifying and absolutely not something to start lightly. They were raising tigers, and that was already dangerous.
It was purely about profit, not involving terrorists or cultists.
This was the true top tier of the world’s black market today, the Narrow Sea Convention Organization, the Thief Guild, the Gate of Truth, and the Evgeny Consortium, recognized as the Four Heavenly Kings. As everyone knew, there were actually five in the Four Heavenly Kings, but the East Sea was not among them.
Heavenly Harbor’s advantageous position was too strong. If Aran couldn’t extend through Beima, they had to find another way.
Within the Narrow Sea Convention Organization, Aran’s representatives who issued privateer certificates were like the Caribbean Pirates, acting as the Narrow Sea Pirate Kings. There were six in total, with one representing each of the West Continent’s Five Permanent Nations, plus one as the spokesperson of the Narrow Sea Convention Organization, known as the Giant Whale Guest, the ultimate old gun, said to be the de facto sixth member after the Five Permanent Nations.
Diaz was known as the Emperor of the Night. At night, his words carried more weight than the Emperor’s.
Meanwhile, the Giant Whale Guest’s influence in the Narrow Sea surpassed the Emperor’s.
And the Giant Whale Guest’s position wasn’t granted by any nation; the Narrow Sea had been his family’s domain for a century. The revered ’Pirate Bill’ had been crafted by his ancestors.
His family, however, wasn’t interested in establishing a nation. They only did business and didn’t choose spokespersons; their entrenched power in the Narrow Sea was unshakable.
Despite its name, the Narrow Sea was actually larger than the Pacific Ocean.
As times changed, the importance of the Narrow Sea Golden Waters grew, and the Giant Whale Guest’s family declined. The nations formed a convention organization, giving him an out.
Seemingly a tactical retreat, it was actually a strategic withdrawal. The Giant Whale Guest couldn’t be easily replaced. Most smaller nations couldn’t challenge him, and attempting to harm him would lead to total chaos, stopping everyone in their tracks.
This time, he truly became formidable. He could mediate international disputes and sign non-piracy agreements for specific periods.
In short, since the Beima connection failed, Aran’s pirate king henchmen were sent to connect with Doringger. Far East goods could take a longer route, given higher shipping fees, reaching the Narrow Sea and being sold at Aran ports.
But what kind of man was Doringger? That is my Egypt, how to fence, how to fence, great, it is Pharaoh, the East Sea is saved!
He was never going to bow to Aran’s lackeys.
In Doringger’s view, the Giant Whale Guest was his peer.
Once the Giant Whale Guest himself mediated, Doringger became a hidden member of the Narrow Sea Convention Organization.
The former Sergeant who once fled to the Narrow Sea worked for Doringger on the Giant Whale Guest’s behalf.
This was why things that Liszt didn’t clarify in the past now had answers in the East Sea.
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Originally, Doringger encountered misfortune. Fundamentally, the Narrow Sea Convention Organization was supposed to help.
Unfortunately, the people of the East Sea were far wilder than those of the Narrow Sea. Those people had become lapdogs, but Doringger had ambitions and met his fate because of them.
If he had been content to be a boss, without engaging in provocative operations, aiming for the new era of the Sea God ironclad ships, and sought to incorporate the East Sea Governor, Liszt’s rise wouldn’t have been so easy.
Yet, Doringger wasn’t satisfied. He didn’t want to compromise with the West Continent but sought Yisu Country in the Southern Continent, aspiring to both official status and autonomy, with an appetite big enough to consume the Emperor.
One more day of being driven mad by East Sea desperados. Doringger’s antics required the help of a singer.
In summary, some confidential issues possibly needed to be discussed. Only Liszt and Fen would talk with the three envoys.
The leading envoy then bluntly stated,
"Lord Dor formerly had a lot of supporters. Who supports you, Liszt?"
The leading envoy directly challenged him, calling him by his name.
Liszt was amused. Hell, you still think this is Aran?