XXXV. Transaction

The Monsoon Cold Current from the East Shore pierced the bones by three parts, seeping into one's skin and inadvertently giving rise to a slight chill, as several thick clouds covered the celestial lights, dimming the surroundings.

The Earl did not reply but gestured with his hand, indicating for the butler standing by to hand a letter to Liszt.

"Now, it's not wartime, and privateer certificates are issued for free. In times of peace, they are worth more than gold."

The Earl also shed his previous politeness, revealing a hint of the oppressive presence of one with higher authority.

Liszt, of course, understood this principle—there are no eternal enemies, only eternal Golden Dragons. When war breaks out, the East Coast Governor must serve tea to the big bosses of Heaven Port, whose power belongs to the emergency reserves, also an advantage of the East Shore pirates.