Chapter 404 Surrender

"It's nothing, it's just about the trade in the western sea area. I want to discuss something with you." Sigmund said.

"Trade? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Bureau of Investigation, does it?"

"But it has something to do with me." Sigmund glanced at Garcia, and sat on the sofa with a relaxed face, sinking his entire back into the softness.

"Everything at sea is related to me. I will give you a list of what Akkad can and cannot buy from us. These must be strictly implemented according to the list. If I find any prohibited items, Admiral Garcia..." Sigmund sat up straight.

"You can think about it, Akkad's navy."

"How dare you threaten me?" Garcia sneered.

"It's not a threat, but an explanation of the facts. I think I've heard a lot of rumors about the matter in the southern waters, some of which you investigated yourself, and some of which Yvonne told you. But why don't you listen to the information of me, who has experienced it personally?" Woolen cloth?"

In fact, although the Oracle Church suffered heavy losses in the southern waters, after the relevant news reached Akkad and Elan, it has changed beyond recognition.

For most people, they are used to the power of the church, and they will occasionally hear such exaggerated remarks. The more times they hear, the more people will even have a part of their immunity.

It is possible to subconsciously block these exaggerated news.

At that time, all those present were Knos and the nearby island countries. They had very little contact with Elam and various countries in the Western Continent, and even less news.

As for the pirates who were there?

Who would believe the crazy things the pirates said these days.

So the real result is that the church and Akkad's high-level people were shaken, but in the relatively closed middle and lower levels, the real speech was distorted and blocked by everyone.

Most people don't believe it.

This is also what Sigmund personally felt along the way to the north by boat.

It can only be said that compared with Akkad, the power of the Oracle Church is almost unshakable in the hearts of ordinary people.

"Of the nine fifth-orders who participated in the operation, only two came back alive, and the four sixth-orders who set off together, three died. Although Yvonne survived, Gintama was severely injured, and her strength regressed to the fifth rank. There is no chance of recovery."

"Other than that, the title Saint Shepherd, dies."

"Pope Baishan of Akkad, dead."

Sigmund looked up at Garcia, "I think you should know what the Pope means?"

"Pope? Could it be that... there is really a sleeping ancient god hidden in the depths of the southern sea?" Garcia was surprised, but he soon realized something.

"But what does that have to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it." Sigmund smiled, "You can now see me as the agent of this ancient god, so I will say that everything on the ocean is related to me."

While Sigmund was speaking, a tall man standing beside him rubbed a dark ring on his hand expressionlessly.

The next moment, the thick darkness enveloped the entire room, and Garcia's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to do something, but he didn't wait for him to react.

His shoulders sank slightly, and the tall man appeared behind him at some point, his broad palms pinning him in place.

What is frightening is not the speed of this man, but the terrifying power transmitted from the other party, which far exceeds the current limit of his class.

Beyond the existing hierarchy of life, breaking an impossible boundary.

"Seventh...seventh order!!"

Garcia felt like he was falling into an abyss, and he couldn't even think of any resistance in his heart.

In the thick and inextricable darkness, Sigmund slowly walked up to Garcia.

"Now would you like to have a good talk with me?"

"What do you want me to do?" His cheeks twitched, and Garcia gave in completely.

With a wave of his hand, the black mist dissipated, and the room returned to normal. The ring on the man's hand became dim, and then he stood behind Sigmund with his usual expression.

At this moment, what Garcia felt from the other party was barely close to the power of the sixth level, but he controlled himself, not even daring to set his eyes on the other party.

"Agent? A person who should have died in Yvonne's mouth is still alive..." Countless thoughts rose in his mind, and Garcia felt as if he understood something.

"You have joined together a long time ago? This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy planned by the Investigation Bureau? Did the Duke also participate in this plan?" Garcia asked.

Sigmund smiled without saying a word.

"Yes, it must be like this. Together with that ancient god, you have controlled the southern waters, waterways, and trade! And here, the Akkad navy has been in a slump. Except for the north, you have mastered all the sea routes near Elam!"

Think carefully.

"Are you not afraid that we will tell Yvonne and the Oracle Church?" Garcia asked with some doubts when he suddenly thought of something.

"You won't, because in Yvonne's heart, Steve and you are bound together." Sigmund replied, "Of course, in order to prevent you from doing something stupid, I will show you a thing."

As he spoke, he threw an extraordinary item to Garcia.

Garcia activated the props with a puzzled face, and then saw the mermaid and some pirates.

"This... what is this?!"

"Guess, if Yvonne finds out Steve's true identity, will Yvonne let you go?"

Garcia really wanted to nod, but remembering the shocking scene he saw just now, he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Well, what do you want me to do?" He gave in completely at this moment.

"Do what I asked you to do just now, don't worry, I will find a way to help you balance the pressure from the outside world, so that no one will find that you are doing things for me, and of course, you will keep it a secret."

"There is another thing. I need to investigate some transaction information recorded in the Western Sea." Sigmund thought about it seriously. The blood that controlled the nobles could never come from the Southern Sea. Not strong.

As for the north, although the distance is far away, the sea route is relatively safe, but the largest seaport in the north is Abetus, which is under the strict surveillance of Duke Dressel.

Relatively speaking, the trade between Akkad and Elam is already frequent and the operation is the easiest.

The concealment that this thing wants to do is to form a subtle control, which is done without the knowledge of the controlled.

So what could be simpler than mixing blood into common merchandise?

A special coffee or a certain brand of red wine favored by the nobles can quietly appear in the purchase list of the nobles.

As for transportation by extraordinary means, it is not impossible. This requires Sigmund to conduct a careful investigation after seeing Duke Dressel.