Sign In: Becoming A Great Spell Deity Starting From The Magic Academy Chapter 398 - Ten Times The Force

Chapter 398 - Ten Times The Force

The charming lines, the smooth skin, the feeling of light flowing on it...

Her hair was combed into a bun, with a strand of black hair hanging down from the left side of her forehead.

With the breeze on the surface of the sea, it swayed on her forehead, which was as smooth as a goose egg. It seemed to be some kind of seductive hint.

But such a woman, however, had a cold expression.

However, this was precisely what made her the most alluring.

Because she was s.e.xy and cold, it was undoubtedly the trait that most easily aroused men's instinctive desire to conquer.

"Ma'am, h.e.l.lo, this is the Goshawk Legion. I Am Commander Ca.s.sel. We have received your call for help..."

After hurriedly putting on his military cap and uniform, he also b.u.t.toned up the wind buckle.

Ca.s.sel walked forward with blazing eyes and spoke solemnly.

The private cabin door was opened, and the soldiers who came to rescue the Goshawk Legion saw the cold beauty.

Sitting beside her was a thin, sickly-looking young man.

As for the others, they were just a dozen servants dressed in waiter clothes.

Each of them looked frightened.

When they saw them appear, their faces were filled with joy.

"Thank you very much for your rescue. My brother and I would like to meet your supreme commander to express our grat.i.tude."

Although it was a thank you, the cold and beautiful woman's words did not sound warm at all.

However, from the joyful expressions on the rescue soldiers' faces, it was impossible to tell that they had suffered any harm because of her indifference.

"Okay, we will arrange it for you as soon as possible."

Soon, the dozen or so people on the pa.s.senger s.h.i.+p were all rescued.

And they were arranged to be in a cabin next to the Ca.s.sel flags.h.i.+p.

It was arranged that the cold-looking beauty and the sickly-looking young man would be in a more luxurious cabin.

However, they said that they wanted to be with the servants who suffered with them, so the soldiers did not force them.

After waiting for about three minutes, the cold beauty's request was fulfilled.

"h.e.l.lo, I am the highest commander of the Goshawk Legion, Commander Ca.s.sel."

Ca.s.sel, who was dressed neatly in his military uniform, exuded the masculinity of a soldier that he had not seen for a long time.

He strode forward and extended his hand toward the cold beauty while introducing himself.

The cold beauty did not move at first. It was not until Caasel's hand was almost in front of her that she suddenly took a step forward.

Before anyone could see clearly what was going on, his huge body was already controlled by the cold beauty, who was 20 centimeters shorter than him.

She twisted his hand behind her back with one hand and strangled the back of his neck with the other.

She also exerted force downward, forcing his legs to bend a little.

This caused his body to remain only five centimeters taller than the cold beauty.

Everything happened too quickly. The soldiers who were in the mood to see the beauty did not think that such a thing could happen.

However, hesitation could only happen in an instant.

Soon, all the soldiers present pulled out their weapons in a flurry.

"If you're already equipped with weapons that can be bent, then go ahead and do it."

The one who spoke was the sickly-looking young man who was blocked behind him.

"Do you...think this is a wise move?"

After realizing that he had fallen into a trap, Ca.s.sel was once immersed in a mix of anger and fear.

But when he realized where he was and the comparison of strength on the scene, he quickly regained his rationality.

"It's really unwise to say such words when the people of East G.o.d are pinching your throat," the sickly-looking young man said as he stood up from his chair with a calm smile and walked in front of Ca.s.sel.

He laughed as he looked at the soldiers who were nervously pointing their guns at him.

"When you're surrounded by forces that are ten times your own, and you still think that you're at an advantage, it's not just unwise, it's foolish."

"Ten times our forces?" Ca.s.sel laughed coldly.

"Young man, why didn't you just say that you came with a full lord's main fleet?"

Just as Ca.s.sel finished laughing coldly, he saw the investigator hurriedly walk in from the command room.

When he saw the situation in the room, he swallowed everything he wanted to say.

He looked around blankly, "This... What's going on?"

"It's nothing. It's just a small misunderstanding. If the inspector has any military affairs, just report it to me."

The ill-looking young man pulled a chair and sat down.

The inspector looked at Ca.s.sel with uncertainty.

After getting an affirmative answer, he dared to say, "Colonel, a fleet suddenly appeared in front of us. Their intentions are unknown."

"How big is it?" Ca.s.sel's neck was still being pinched, so he could not turn his head.

He could only turn his eyes and look at the sickly-looking young man beside him. Then he continued to ask, "How big is the fleet?"

"There are about a hundred heavy frigates, more than four hundred light frigates, and thousands of s.h.i.+ps of various sizes."

Hearing this, Ca.s.sel blinked his eyes in confusion.

According to this figure, the young man's words were not arrogant, but rather modest.

But where did such a fleet come from?

The Phoenix Alliance? They could actually infiltrate so far? This was impossible.

Could it be pirates? This was also impossible.

This area was within the sphere of influence of the British immortal economic cooperation. which pirate was so bold?

"There's no need to think so much, Mr. Colonel."

The ill-looking young man stood up again, walked to Ca.s.sel's side, and patted his shoulder.

"No matter what you think, you can't change your own life and the fate of your fleet, which are all in our hands."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Ca.s.sel looked at the young man in front of him and asked in confusion and indignation.

"Can't you see? We want to save your lives."

"Do you actually imagine that our goshawk legion will surrender without a fight?"

Ca.s.sel's expression looked as if he had been insulted.

"Of course," the sickly-looking young man said as if it was a matter of course.

"Are you so stupid that you want to let yourself and your brothers who follow you die in this d.a.m.n place? Just for the distant mountain lord who will leave you in the garbage heap after you have finished fighting?"

The ill-looking young man shook his head with a mocking smile.

"If your IQ and that of your colleagues are only at this level, I have nothing to say."

Ca.s.sel, who was. .h.i.t by the sore spot, fell silent for a moment. Then, he looked at his subordinates around him who had unwilling expressions on their faces. Finally, he sighed.

"All right, but I really want to know who you are and what you want to do."

"Commander Ca.s.sel, there's no need to be in such a hurry. Go to the place we've arranged for you to rest for a few days. It won't be long before you get all the answers you want."