The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 313: Chapter 258, quite accurate

“Oh!”

Andre Willow responded and quickly set aside the documents, intending to deliver them to the elf Deputy Steward.

But before she could stand up, a knock at the door interrupted her.

Thump thump thump~!

The knocking was somewhat urgent.

Andre Willow opened the door and saw a small, sturdy figure standing outside.

After glancing at Wu Heng, he bowed slightly, “Team Leader ‘Olin’ at your service, Deputy Steward.”

His voice was rough.

Still too late, they were now caught at home.

“Come in,” said Wu Heng.

He scrutinized the newcomer as he entered.

Dark brown skin, about 1.6 meters tall and looking very strong.

His fiery red beard was thick, he wore dark brown leather armor, and a grey-feathered owl perched on his shoulder.

On his waist hung a short-handled battle axe, and a strong crossbow was strapped to his back.

Short people!

His profession was probably that of a Ranger or a Sentinel.

Upon entering the room, the dwarf did not sit but immediately said, “Deputy Steward, we’ve located intelligence on the Shark Teeth Pirate Gang. They’re making a trade outside the port tonight—an excellent opportunity to capture them.”

Wu Heng leafed through the wanted notice concerning the Shark Teeth Pirate Gang.

Captain ‘Lieu,’ a level three fugitive, with a bounty of 445 silver coins.

His crimes included raiding merchant ships, trafficking people, and assaulting members of the association.

Given the world’s current state of intelligence work,

Many deeds done go unnoticed and unrecorded.

For the association to document so many offenses, the crimes committed must be significantly more numerous.

“Give me the details, and tell me about the difficulties we might face trying to capture him,” Wu Heng continued.

The dwarf pondered for a moment before speaking, “Lieu is a level 13 professional. It’s unclear how many will be with him, but it likely won’t be many. The difficulty lies with ‘Lieu’ himself; rumors suggest he has Merfolk blood, which means if he jumps into the sea when in danger, no one can deal with him.”

Level 13!

The level wasn’t high.

He was now at level 10, Skull Crusher at 16, and Blood Axe at 14.

Killing him wouldn’t be a problem at all.

But the fact that the enemy could jump into the sea and escape upon facing danger was a complicating factor.

“Is the intelligence reliable?”

“The intelligence is definitely accurate,” the dwarf confirmed.

Wu Heng nodded, “Go get ready, we’ll gather at the door later.”

The dwarf rejoiced, “Thank you, Deputy Steward!”

With that, he turned and left.

…

“Master, it might be somewhat inconvenient to make a move on the ship,” Andre Willow said thoughtfully.

A level 13 enemy wasn’t a concern.

But at sea, it was a different matter entirely.

No matter how skilled one is, if those skills cannot be utilized, they are useless.

If the enemy were to escape, it would reflect poorly on Wu Heng as the Deputy Steward.

“No problem. If the intelligence is solid and they are near the port, there shouldn’t be much issue,” Wu Heng assured Andre Willow before adding, “Let’s go. Tonight, you’re coming with me.”

“As you wish, Master!” Andre Willow also donned her armor.

…

The carriage creaked and groaned as it moved along.

Blood Axe sat next to the cart driver on the outside of the carriage.

Wu Heng and Andre Willow sat on one side, while Skull Crusher and the dwarf Olin crammed together on the other side.

The rest of the third squad rode on horses following outside.

Olin, the dwarf, fed his owl and then asked, “Deputy Steward, do you have any plan?”

Wu Heng countered, “Tell me your plan first.”

“I have two plans. One is to kill from a distance, not giving the enemy a chance to flee; this is difficult due to the limited visibility at night and the strength of the crossbows.

The second is to quickly approach and block his escape routes,” Olin continued and pulled out a scroll. “I have an ice-based Magical Scroll that can temporarily seal a section of the water’s surface.”

Both thoughts were plausible, but neither guaranteed success.

The enemy was indeed hard to kill, or else he would have been dead by now.

“Deputy Steward, what do you think of my plans?” inquired the dwarf.

“Hmm, we can try both approaches when the time comes,” suggested Wu Heng.

…

Night fell.

The ocean turned pitch black in an instant.

Gusts of night wind caused the waves to rise and fall.

On the sea outside the port, a wooden boat slowly moved forward, driven by the rowers’ efforts.

Shark Teeth Pirate Gang leader – Lieu, sat on the beam of the boat, patting a girl’s head as if she were a pet.

Under his feet lay three young girls, bound and curled up in terror, their eyes filled with fear.

They trembled slightly but dared not make a sound.

Lieu inhaled the cool air and said, “Behave well. If you don’t sell, I’ll have no choice but to feed you to the fish.”

Hearing this, the girls’ faces turned even paler as they sobbed quietly.

And hearing those sobs, Lieu laughed heartily, delighted.

He thoroughly enjoyed the look of fear on these people’s faces.

“Captain, there’s a boat coming over there,” a sailor rowing the boat suddenly reported.

Lieu looked ahead; on the dark sea, a light was lit, revealing a small boat that was also not too large.

It seemed the buyer had arrived.

Lieu said, “Move closer, be careful, and act if there’s any danger.”

“Understood,” the sailor answered and began rowing toward the other side.

Soon, the two boats neared each other.

Someone on the other side, holding an oil lamp, asked, “Shark Teeth’s?”

“Hmm, did you bring the money?” Lieu asked.

“Where’s the merchandise?”

Lieu glanced at the other party’s wooden boat, kicking the person on the ground forward with his foot, “It’s all here.”

“Good, I want to check the goods.”

“You can.”

The person on the other side came forward with the lantern.

Illuminating ‘Lieu’ and his people.

Just then, Lieu’s pupils suddenly contracted and he whirled around to grab at something in mid-air.

Pu-chi~!

His palm didn’t catch any arrow, and the left side of Lieu’s face disappeared in an instant.

Hot, sticky blood splattered all over everyone.

Lieu touched his face and immediately thought about jumping off the boat to escape.

The next second, the sound of something cutting through the air came again, and the back of Lieu’s head exploded, his body collapsing onto the deck.

…

“Damn it, they killed the captain, avenge the captain!” the other members of the Shark Teeth Pirate Gang immediately drew their weapons.

They bellowed and lunged directly at the other side.

And the buyer, now also reacted quickly.

Seeing the charging pirates, they didn’t have time to explain.

They too drew their weapons and met the charge.

On the dim sea, the boats rocked unsteadily.

The sound of weapons colliding and anguished screams echoed throughout the area.

…

On the deck of a distant cargo ship.

Wu Heng held a telescope and watched the distance, while Andre Willow lay on the deck, holding a sniper rifle in her hands.

Andre Willow really had a talent for shooting.

It wasn’t easy to hit the target at such a long distance, especially with the small boat swaying with the waves.

The first shot was actually very precise.

For a normal person, that shot was enough to be fatal, but the target was a Level 13 professional after all.

At that moment, he even thought about escaping.

Fortunately, the second shot followed swiftly, hitting the back of his head.

Wu Heng, through the telescope, saw the confrontation turn into a fight.

He said into the radio headset, “Fugitive is eliminated, there are hostages on the boat, don’t kill the wrong people.”

“Okay!” came the voice of a Short person from the headset.

Immediately afterward, a small boat quickly headed towards the location of the fighting ships from below.

…

“Keep firing a few more shots, consider it practice,” said Wu Heng.

Andre Willow was also surprised by the range and power of the weapon, once again taking a deep breath and focusing, aiming through the scope at the target.

The next second, she pulled the trigger.

Bang~!

The sound of the gunshot resounded, and the recoil pushed Andre Willow’s body, her pert rear creating ripples.

At the location of the target, a pirate’s temple suddenly burst open, his body falling into the sea.

“Pretty accurate!” Wu Heng praised, sitting down nearby and placing his hand on the furry tail.

Wei’er glanced sideways at him.

Her bushy tail flicked up and landed, covering his hand.

Then she continued to pull the trigger, picking off distant targets.

She stopped shooting only when the Short people’s squad arrived.

She continued to peer through the scope, monitoring the fight in the distance.

The pirates and the buyers had already been fighting for a while, with some injured and some dead.

The Short people’s squad joined in.

Those with the strength abandoned ship and fled, while the injured were killed by the squad during their resistance.

…

Soon, the fight was over.

The third squad, along with the other two ships, returned to shore.

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A Short person came over, his voice gruff, and said, “Deputy Steward, the fugitive is confirmed dead.”