LRAB Chapter 352 Cattleya: I was so stupid, really…
Chapter 352 Cattleya: I was so stupid, really…
Chapter 352 Cattleya: I was so stupid, really…
At sea, in a pirate-owned private port near Bayam.
The Future is docked here, ready to receive a new round of supplies.
"well----"
In the captain's cabin, Cattleya put down the ancient book and notes in her hands and let out a barely audible sigh.
It's been a long time — a very long time has passed.
Since that letter, Brando has never written her another, as if he had completely disappeared from her world.
"Should I have—not told the Queen about Brando directly—" Cattleya murmured to herself, a hint of barely perceptible regret in her voice.
The Queen had initially approached him to establish a connection with Brando. And now, they estimated they had successfully built a stable partnership.
Because the Queen did not show any ill will towards Brando, but simply wanted to cooperate with Brando because of the matter of Emperor Roselle, and because Brando was her adoptive mother, she gave him her mailing address without much thought.
As a result, Cattleya soon discovered a particularly awkward point.
With the Queen around, Brando seemed to have no need for him. In every way, the Queen was a complete replacement for him.
Although she always boasted that she was the most learned of all the pirate generals.
But—that's only at the "General" level. Bernadette is the "Pirate Queen"!
The Queen knew all the occult knowledge that I possessed, and she was equally well-versed in the secrets that I didn't know. In fact, the Queen herself was the one who first enlightened and taught me about the knowledge that I was so proud of.
Moreover, in terms of intelligence, the Queen, with her vast intelligence network of "Elemental Dawn," is certainly far superior to herself. Suddenly, Cattleya felt a pang of regret. Not regret for connecting the two, but regret for being too "easygoing." She shouldn't have given the Queen Brando's address so directly.
Brando wasn't the type to be bothered by others. He had only lost his composure after hearing about the bounty on "General of Disease" Tracy's head.
If she hadn't given out the address directly, but instead chosen to act as a middleman between the two, she could have used the opportunity of relaying messages between them to maintain close contact with both of these people who were very important to her.
And now—Brando seems to have "skipped" her entirely.
"Sigh—" She stretched out her fingers and rubbed her temples.
"Never mind—Brando hasn't contacted me, so he probably won't contact Edwina Edwards either." That was the only way she could console herself.
In terms of knowledge, he might be evenly matched with the "Iceberg General," who seemed to have a background in the Church of Knowledge. But since Brando wasn't contacting him, there was probably no need to contact him again.
She looked up and gazed out the window. The weather was nice today, calm and peaceful.
Recently, the Church of Storms has relaxed its control over the Rothschild Islands considerably. She plans to take this opportunity to go ashore and gather intelligence herself.
Wiz Antique Shop.
"Those shotguns sold quite well—could you get another batch?" Caesar asked, looking at Danitz sitting opposite him.
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"Sure, sure—" Danitz was in a good mood and picked up the black tea on the table, taking a sip with relish.
Brando's more conspicuous "Rippers" were not sold off casually, but instead sold to "Spade 4" Caesar, with whom he had previously cooperated.
The other party's businesses are spread throughout Bayam, including several high-end weapons specialty stores. Brando's well-designed weapons wouldn't seem out of place being sold in those stores, and Caesar has plenty of ways to deal with various official inspections.
Thanks to the guarantee of "Iceberg General" Edwina and their good relationship from previous collaborations, the deal between the two went very smoothly.
Just as Caesar handed a box full of gold pounds to Danitz, who was happily counting the remaining balance, a mixed-race apprentice gently knocked on the door to inform Caesar that a distinguished guest had arrived.
Upon hearing that there were guests, Caesar immediately gave Danitz an apologetic look. Danitz understood, closed his suitcase, and prepared to leave.
Just as he put on the baseball cap to disguise himself, picked up the heavy suitcase, and prepared to go downstairs.
"Blazing flames?"
A clear, slightly hoarse female voice suddenly called out to him.
Danitz turned around in surprise and found a woman with long black hair and glasses standing in front of him. It was a completely unfamiliar face, and he was certain he didn't know her at all.
"Who are you?"
The moment Danitz uttered those words, he wanted to slap himself. It was tantamount to admitting his identity without being asked.
Gadriya glanced around and slightly dispelled the disguise magic applied to her face.
"A Star Admiral?"
Danitz was somewhat surprised, not expecting to encounter a pirate general here.
However, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Considering his previous help to her and Cattleya's reputation at sea, she shouldn't be a threat to him.
"How did you recognize me?" Danitz asked curiously.
"Your disguise is too simplistic," Cattleya replied in a statement of fact.
Upon hearing this, Danitz's face darkened. He couldn't help but recall Brando's previous blunt criticism of his poor disguise. Are these guys all so perceptive?
"It's just a coincidence that we've run into each other. I have some questions for you." Cattleya wanted to get some information about Brando from Danitz, and also to confirm her own suspicions.
"Do you two know each other?" Xize's voice came from behind.
"Could you find us a quiet room?" Gadriya glanced at Danitz beside her, then looked at Caesar.
"sure."
Although Danitz was somewhat puzzled, he did not refuse. He also wanted to take this opportunity to get some recent information about the sea from his colleague.
The two went to the study and first exchanged some basic information symbolically. Then, Cattleya steered the conversation toward Lorne.
"Brando—he contacted you too?" Danitz asked curiously when he heard the other party mention that name.
"Also?" Cattleya's gaze lowered slightly.
"Yes, he asked me some questions about the occult a while ago. What about you?"
"He often writes to our captain with questions," Danitz replied casually, his tone even carrying a hint of familiarity that said, "This guy really doesn't consider himself an outsider."
"Often?" Cattleya keenly grasped the word.
Things didn't seem to be developing in a way that was completely different from what she had expected.
After gaining access to the mysterious queen, a more convenient intelligence channel, Brando still maintained a fairly frequent contact with "Iceberg General"?
"He—often writes letters to your captain?"
"Yes, I've written it several times before."
Several times? That means at least twice or more — Cattleya subconsciously pushed up her glasses.
"It's been quite frequent lately. Because the captain and I are helping—" Danitz stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
Firstly, the matter of helping smuggle arms was an absolute secret and could not be known to any outsiders. Secondly, he sensed that the atmosphere in the room had suddenly become somewhat strange—
He looked at the expressionless "Star General" opposite him and asked cautiously, "Madam?"
Are you... alright?
"That's strange. When did those two become acquainted?" After seeing Cattleya and Danitz off, Caesar returned to his study, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
Before leaving, Cattleya bought some information from him. Her professional ethics prevented her from asking too many questions about private matters, but as an information broker, she still had basic curiosity.
Not long after, the apprentice sent word again that more customers had arrived.
Xize was slightly surprised to see the alluring figure with black curly hair being led into the reception room by his apprentice.
"What a rare guest—Ms. Tracy."