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Captain – Chapter 237 – Ambush

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Captain – Chapter 237 – Ambush

After that conversation between father and son, Governor Naren returned to the warship, and the Mermaid weighed anchor and departed in the dim light, quickly disappearing into the thick curtain of night.

Day and night were difficult to distinguish in the downpour. It wasn’t until the church’s evening bell rang for the third time that the heavy dark clouds finally dispersed from above Elvet.

Fiery clouds spread across the horizon. When the last sunset before nightfall vanished, this brief spectacular view after the rain was again replaced by darkness. Under shadows even deeper than the lightless night sky, many figures in black clothing appeared faintly, surging into Elvet like a tide.

The guards never noticed these uninvited guests.

This was because they hadn’t chosen to enter through the city gates, but rather through various openings in walls, cave remnants, or tunnels. Like ghosts, they silently crossed the warning lines, and without anyone’s knowledge, efficiently took control of various key routes in this trading city.

Afterward, an unremarkable gray-black carriage, under the cover of night, quietly approached Elvet’s west gate and, after showing a pass to the guards, very discreetly drove into the city.

Soon after, that carriage arrived at the port, stopping at the shore adjacent to the warships.

The carriage door slowly opened, and a man dressed in black with an expressionless face stepped out and approached Naren and the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time.

“Joe Norton, at your service, Governor.”

The man bowed to the Governor, then reported in a low voice: “I am here by Lord Federo’s order to protect your safety.”

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“Three hundred assassins have already infiltrated Elvet and taken control of all key routes. They are now eliminating every possible factor that could threaten you.”

If Caine were still here, he would certainly recognize this man’s identity.

He was the leader of the black-clothed men who had led numerous assassins to harvest the lives of the Black Raven Society’s assassins—the trusted and valued lieutenant of Federo.

Now that Federo had stepped down from his position as Governor, he naturally no longer managed the Empire’s darker side. He had entrusted all of this to this capable subordinate named Joe.

Although he had become the ruler of Auran’s covert forces and one of the Empire’s top power holders, after receiving Federo’s secret letter through confidential channels, Joe, who had been handling affairs in the surrounding areas, unhesitatingly led his subordinates to Elvet. Because of the old man’s will, he resolutely stood behind Governor Naren.

“Besides this, all spies along the route from Elvet to Nickaga have been activated. We believe it won’t take long to confirm the location of the carriage carrying Captain Roy.”

“Very good.”

The Governor nodded slightly and asked: “What is Federo’s view on this matter?”

Joe raised his eyes to look at Naren and said in a deep voice: “According to Lord Federo, you’d better stay on the warship and do nothing. With us taking over Elvet, your safety can be absolutely guaranteed. No matter what methods Robert has, he cannot affect the overall situation.”

“But he should know that this is not the answer I want.”

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The old friend’s hopeless persuasion seemed to cross time and space, resonating in Naren’s ears, making him smile involuntarily.

Although these close friends were twenty years apart in age and rarely had opportunities to meet under normal circumstances, their understanding of each other far surpassed that of ordinary friends, even to the point of being kindred spirits.

Therefore, upon receiving Naren’s letter, the old man immediately understood his intention. While giving this basically ineffective suggestion, he had also prepared another more dangerous option that better suited his wishes.

“Yes, precisely because of that, my lord has prepared another path for you.”

As Federo’s confidant, Joe naturally knew the profound relationship between the old man and the Governor before him, so he wasn’t surprised by his reaction. He calmly gave the answer: “Lord Federo sincerely invites you to the Garcia family estate for a discussion, to review the past while also discussing the next steps.”

Hearing the word “also,” the Governor shook his head with a laugh, knowing this must have been the other’s exact words. But soon, the smile on his face disappeared, returning to a solemn expression.

“That suits me perfectly.”

After giving some instructions to his subordinates, the soldiers by the shore returned to the warship, and Naren boarded the carriage with Joe.

After several twists and turns, this carriage that had only recently entered the city followed the same route back, passing through Elvet’s western gate into the profound darkness of night.

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After receiving their orders, the assassins who had come along followed the carriage without delay, leaving only many cold corpses in the shadowy corners of the city. The spies near the port were completely eliminated to conceal the truth of the Governor’s departure in the short term.

Thick night fog permeated the desolate wilderness, severely obstructing the vision of soldiers and war horses, so the carriage moved at a fairly slow pace.

“Two days of travel, and we’ve only come this far. It looks like it will take at least half a month to reach Loriton. This is really quite tedious.”

Pouring some red wine into a crystal glass, Roy swirled the glass and complained with narrowed eyes, clearly very dissatisfied with the efficiency of the Colonel and his subordinates.

“This can’t be helped. According to the Governor’s instructions, we need to avoid towns with many eyes and ears as much as possible, which requires taking detours. Plus, the heavy rain over the past two days has delayed us considerably. This speed is already quite good under the circumstances.”

Berney took a sip of red wine, then lifted the carriage curtain to look outside, involuntary concern rising in his eyes.

“Alright, alright, the Captain reluctantly accepts your explanation, but can you find where that key is faster? Once we go a bit further west, I’ll need to find a chance to slip away, and I don’t want to still be wearing these broken shackles then.”

Seeing the Colonel’s worried expression, Roy frowned slightly and couldn’t help reminding him: “Besides, since you’ve already decided to jump off Robert’s ship, why are you still considering so much?”

“It’s precisely because I’m betraying my lord that I need to be more cautious.”

Berney sighed lightly, let the curtain down, and turned to look at the girl, explaining: “Of course I can get the key with my position as commander, but the problem is how to dispel the soldiers’ suspicions.”

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“If they were truly loyal to me, this problem would naturally be solved easily, but if there are the lord’s people among them, then the problem would become even more tricky.”

The Colonel analyzed with a serious face: “If the lord discovers anything unusual in advance, our plan will have no chance of success. Therefore, whether it’s obtaining the key, unlocking your shackles, or delaying the exposure of the situation as much as possible after you leave, all of this requires meticulous consideration.”

“Sounds really troublesome.”

Roy drained the glass in one gulp and leaned comfortably against the carriage wall: “Then I wish you all the best, Colonel.”

Seeing the Captain acting like an uninvolved boss, Berney’s face darkened. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by the carriage’s sudden violent shaking.

The wine bottle on the table toppled and fell onto the wooden floor, making a crisp breaking sound. Glass shards and crimson wine splashed in all directions.

At the same time, outside the carriage came the panicked neighing of war horses, the fierce firing of muskets, and the chaotic clashing of swords.

All of this revealed the bloody confrontation taking place in the night, or rather…

Slaughter.