After pacifying the refugees, the next step is to prepare for cross-sea migration.
Allen used the scroll he got from Rahul to cast the "wind message spell" to send a letter to his family far away in Silver Moon Island.
The next day, Allen received a reply from Teacher Sora.
The government of New Quint Town is making intensive preparations to receive refugees!
The eldest sister of the seven Swan Sisters also wrote back to Allen.
The seven sisters readily accepted Alan's invitation.
We will depart today and fly to Port Quinte.
All seven sisters carried large backpacks filled with storage bags.
Each storage bag was filled with food that Allen's father had urgently collected.
The collective farm in New Quint has had bumper harvests for three consecutive years.
The pits and valleys are full of food.
There is too much land and too few people to digest so much stored grain.
It can be used to relieve the urgent needs of refugees.
The food that the seven swan sisters carried with them was enough to feed tens of thousands of refugees on their boat voyage to Silvermoon Island.
Calculated based on the long-distance flight speed of the Seven Sisters.
I'll be able to meet Alan in a week at most.
Food and beastiality, both problems have been solved.
Now there is one last problem left for Allen.
The goal is to raise enough immigrant ships as quickly as possible.
Years of war left Port Quint almost deserted.
There are no large sailing ships in sight at the port anchorage.
They are all small and medium-sized fishing boats or cargo ships.
The one with the largest draft can only accommodate about 200 people.
If all these small boats were requisitioned, they could literally accommodate tens of thousands of people.
Unfortunately, it is just paper talk and unrealistic.
Ships with too small tonnage are not suitable for ocean voyages.
A huge wave hits the stormy sea...
All the immigrants on the boat have to go into the water to feed the fish.
Not to mention, encountering sea monsters like the "Fairy Snail"!
Allen planned to prepare for both situations.
On the one hand, efforts are being made to transform existing ships, enhance their ability to withstand wind and waves, and venture out to sea.
If this doesn't work, we can only mobilize a fleet from Silver Moon Island.
That would be a lot of trouble.
It would take at least half a year to complete a round trip.
Just when I was worried, another shocking news came.
The South Island Federation has sent a fleet of seven warships, which is about to arrive at Quint Port!
This fleet nominally came to assist Allen and others in eliminating the remaining Beast Cult forces on the island.
In fact, that’s not the case at all!
The news that Allen was treating refugees in Quint Town and preparing for cross-ocean migration had already reached the ears of senior officials of the South Island Federation.
The person who reacted most strongly to this incident was Vice Admiral Halsey from the Randolph family, a late fourth-order water elemental sorcerer.
Before, Pan Sen had written to him asking for help.
General Halsey only gave a perfunctory reply and was not in a hurry to send troops.
Now that he knew that the refugees on Quint Island were planning to flee collectively to the sea, the general became so anxious that he could not sit still.
Personally lead the fleet to stop the mass migration of refugees!
General Halsey's attitude represents the common position of all the major families in the South Island Federation.
During the war, the residents of Quint Island could die at home, but were not allowed to escape to the sea!
Otherwise, if this precedent is set, refugees from all over the country will follow suit, forming a wave of fleeing. What will happen then?!
Now that all the civilians have fled, who will farm, work, and serve for the warlock masters, and give birth to farmers, laborers, and slaves?
In addition to preventing refugees from escaping, General Halsey also had a secret mission.
I heard that there was a master of potions in Quint Town named Allen Panthers, who was respected as a "good man" by the refugees?
The potion prepared by this person is called Panthes Holy Water. What a boast!
However, think about it from another angle. If this potion is more reliable than traditional belladonna tincture, can completely cure beast transformation, and does not cause side effects, it will definitely be a cash cow!
General Halsey rushed to Quint Island in a hurry.
The goal is to get the formula firmly in one's own hands before other warlock families discover this cash cow!
As for Alan Panthers, who invented this miraculous medicine.
It would be fine if you just cooperated obediently, otherwise...
General Halsey will let him know what cruelty is!
…
Three days later.
Seven warships, like tall buildings floating on the sea, slowly entered Quint Port.
The three-story gun decks on both sides of the warship had open portholes.
The black muzzle of the gun points to the dock, showing deterrence!
Allen, Pantheon, and Tanya greeted the fleet at the dock.
The three masters and apprentices had different expressions.
Pansen frowned, unable to hide his worry.
"A friend who serves in the Navy told me privately that Admiral Halsey has bad intentions!"
"I'm afraid we have to give up our immigration plan."
After hearing what her father said, Tanya became furious.
"Halsey, as a naval commander, not only did he fail to fulfill his duty to protect his citizens, but he also prevented the refugees from making a living on their own. This is simply insane!"
Pan Sen glanced at his daughter and warned her to be careful with her words!
Tanya was still angry, so she lowered her voice, stared at the warships showing off their might in the harbor, and said viciously:
"Aren't we in need of an immigration ship?"
"I see those warships are quite large, just right for transporting refugees."
"Alan, how about we hijack the fleet?"
"Ah?!" Allen was terrified, "Senior Sister! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"
"You are planning a rebellion!"
"Don't drag me into this, I haven't lived enough!"
When Tanya saw his cowardly look, she knew that the boy was pretending.
She rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
"I'm just talking, how dare I really rebel..."
"Senior sister, it's better not to make such jokes."
Alan warned seriously.
"If someone hears it and takes it seriously, the consequences will be serious."
"Tanya! Your junior brother is right!" Pan Sen took the opportunity to teach his daughter a lesson, "Some things can be said but not done, and some things can be done but not talked about! Watch your mouth from now on and don't cause trouble for me!"
Tanya snorted and remained silent, feeling aggrieved.
Alan stood behind his senior sister and quietly sent out the "communication spell".
On the fingernail, a spider-shaped secret mark flashed by.
Soon, the general's adjutant came onto the dock.
He called out Pansen, Tanya and Allen by name, and asked the three to follow him immediately on board the flagship "Sapphire" to meet with Admiral Halsey.
The father and daughter looked at each other, somewhat uneasy.
Alan also pretended to be nervous and boarded the flagship.
General Halsey met with the three men in the briefing room.
When Allen and others came in, the general was sitting in an armchair, too lazy to even lift his butt.
He crossed his legs, with his jewel-encrusted command sword resting across his knees.
The cold grey eyes swept across the faces of the three visitors one by one with a lazy and arrogant look.
Pan Sen took a step forward and saluted respectfully.
Then, he presented a petition written in advance with both hands.
General Halsey did not reach out to take the petition.
He yawned and asked Pan Sen absentmindedly.
"What do you mean?"
"General, on behalf of all the refugees on Quinte Island, I solemnly petition you!"
"I beg the merciful General to allow the refugees to leave the island for asylum!"
"It would be great if we could send a warship to escort the immigrant ship!"
"All the refugees on the island will surely be grateful for your kindness—"
Swish!
A flash of cold light interrupted Pan Sen's statement.
The petition in Pan Sen's hand was split into two halves by the saber.
Pieces of paper flew everywhere and fell to the ground.
Pansen was stunned.
General Halsey calmly sheathed his sword.
"Pan Sen, you are also an old man."
"Can you please use your brains and stop doing such childish and stupid things?"
General Halsey's voice was cold and filled with anger.
"What kind of bullshit petition is this?!"
"It's full of nonsense, not worth a second of my time!"
"General!" Pansen pleaded earnestly, "Please go to the island and take a look at what the refugees are living like! If this continues, we won't be able to survive!"
"I can't survive... Haha, I see a lot of people on the dock, aren't they all alive and well?"
General Halsey's face darkened and he said impatiently:
"Pantheon, I'm putting this here, listen carefully!"
"No one from Quinte Island shall leave!"
"Anyone who dares to disobey will be executed on the spot!"
"You are responsible for executing this order."
"If you let a refugee escape, I'll kill you first!"
"you--"
Tanya, who had a hot temper, could no longer bear it and was about to protest, but was stopped by Alan, who told her not to be impulsive.
General Halsey noticed the interaction between the siblings.
The cold gaze lingered on Allen's face.
"Are you the legendary good man?"
"I don't deserve it!" Allen apologized with a smile, "How dare I call myself a good person in front of the noble and kind General?"
"Don't give me this flattering nonsense!"
General Halsey interrupted him impatiently.
"I'm going to ask you something. Think carefully before you answer."
"Please speak, sir! I will tell you everything I know!"
"Hmm... Not bad, you are quite sensible. I like smart people."
General Halsey, smiling with his lips but not his eyes.
"The formula for the potion to cure lycanthropy is in your hands?"
"General, I do have a recipe, but this potion is not my original creation."
Alan rubbed his hands and explained with an embarrassed look on his face.
"The recipe comes from the Silver Moon Monastery. I dare not pass it on to others unless I get the unanimous permission of the three abbots of the monastery."
General Halsey shook his head and sneered.
"I just praised you for being sensible, how come you suddenly become ungrateful?"
"Young man, the Silver Moon Monastery is far away, but I am right in front of you. You must think clearly about who you should listen to."
"General, you are deliberately making things difficult for me..."
"Haha, it seems you really don't know how to appreciate it."
General Halsey gestured.
The adjutant hurried forward to obey the order.
"Send this kid to the interrogation room and hand him over to the captain of the military police."
"Let him reflect on which side he should be loyal to, the Silver Moon Monastery or the South Island Federation."
The adjutant took the order and came over with a cold face and pushed Alan.
"General! Don't go too far!"
Pansen's face was filled with anger.
Tanya couldn't help but explode.
Alan quickly waved his hand to stop him.
"Teacher! Senior sister! There's no need to get angry over such a small matter!"
"General, I just asked you to reflect on it. It's no big deal."
Halsey sneered and said nothing.
The look he gave Alan revealed naked malice.
…
Allen was escorted to the interrogation room by the adjutant.
The captain of the gendarmerie is already waiting here.
This middle-aged man in his forties is as thin as a skeleton.
He exuded an eerie aura.
Alan was still on him, smelling the familiar scent of herbs.
It seems that I have met someone in the same field this time.
The adjutant explained the general 's instructions and left the interrogation room.
The military police locked the door and turned back to sneer at Alan.
Under Alan's curious gaze, he opened the toolbox.
Like a skilled surgeon.
Take out various gruesome torture instruments.
Each piece is meticulously maintained and wiped spotlessly clean.
The captain of the military police seems to have mysophobia and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Place the torture instruments neatly on the table.
Finally, he took out a bottle of potion and walked towards Alan.
"Do you want to drink it yourself, or should I pour it for you?"
"Uh... don't bother you, I can do it myself."
Alan stared at the bottle of brown potion and swallowed.
"I'm a little thirsty, so it would be nice to moisten my throat."
The gendarmerie captain stared at him with a strange expression.
It seemed as if he was wondering whether this young man was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.
I saw Alan open the bottle and pour the potion into his mouth.
The captain of the military police had a strange smile on his lips.
"Young man, do you know what medicine you are drinking?"
Alan shook his head frankly.
"This is the military's latest 'confession agent', a Class 5 toxin."
The gendarmerie captain wiped the whip with a snow-white handkerchief while speaking to Alan slowly.
"The confession potion won't poison you."
"But after taking the drug, your magic power will not work."
"Don't expect to use your physical training to resist the coming punishment."
Alan shrugged, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"This potion can also make you dizzy and make you lose the will to resist."
"When facing my torture, you couldn't help but tell the truth."
The gendarmerie captain went on to introduce.
Alan nodded and swallowed the potion in his mouth.
At the same time, a system prompt came in my mind.
Didi——
"Consume special food ingredients: Heart-beating Grass Extract!"
"Potential +2!"
"Spirit +1!"
Current attributes: 34 physique, 27 agility, 48 spirit
Potential reserve: 7 points
…
Allen burped with satisfaction and asked the captain of the military police:
"It's a good potion. Can you give me a copy of the formula?"
The captain of the gendarmerie raised his whip and sneered:
"I've seen too many people like you who come in and act like tough guys."
"You're not the first person to drink the confession potion and act like nothing happened."
"You want the formula, right? Take ten lashes from me first, and if you don't beg for mercy..."
"Just give me the formula?" Alan asked eagerly.
"Haha... I'll give you a taste of this!"
The gendarmerie captain turned around and walked to the brazier.
Pull a red-hot iron from the brazier.
Not counting the wooden handle, the soldering iron is about two feet long.
The shape of the end resembles an iron...massage stick.
The military police captain raised the red-hot iron and pointed it at Allen's buttocks.
A vicious and perverted smile appeared on the skinny triangular face.
"This is one of the ten torture devices I invented. It's called the 'Rectal Destroyer'!"
"Young man, once you taste this, it will give you nightmares for the rest of your life!"
He picked up the red-hot iron and approached with a grim smile.
Just at this moment, there was a sudden rumble of cannon fire outside the window!
The gendarmerie captain was stunned for a moment, put the soldering iron back into the stove, hurried to the window, and looked towards the direction where the sound of the artillery came from.
Over at the port.
The ship that Allen had collected with great difficulty these days and intended to use to transport immigrants was being bombarded by naval guns.
One ship after another was destroyed by cannon fire and sank into the sea.
Not long after.
The sound of cannon fire had not yet stopped when a scream suddenly came from outside the door!
"Be careful! There's an assassin!"
"Oh no! A warlock from the Beast Cult has sneaked in!"
"Go and protect His Excellency the General!"
The changes that happened one after another happened so quickly that people were at a loss as to what to do.
In a blink of an eye, from the warship to the dock, there was chaos!
At the same time, .
The refugees in the town were outraged when they learned that the military had detained the great man Panthers and was trying to prevent them from fleeing to the sea!
Thousands of people gathered at the dock to protest!
The angry shouts alarmed General Halsey.
His face darkened and he stood up.
He left Pansen and his daughter in the cabin and went out to check on his own.
"General, the refugees have two demands."
"First, we demand the release of Alan Panthers. Second, we demand the lifting of the port blockade and the release of the ship to Silvermoon Island."
After listening to the adjutant's report, General Halsey's face became even gloomier.
Carrying a command knife, he strode onto the flagship deck.
General Halsey stood at the bow of the ship, looking down coldly at the crowd of refugees on the dock.
"presumptuous!"
When General Halsey opened his mouth, it was like thunder!
The terrifying roar frightened the people.
The voices of protest were immediately suppressed.
General Halsey looked down upon the refugees and angrily scolded them.
"What a bunch of lowly creatures! How dare you!"
"Federal authorities are resisting foreign invasion!"
" Instead of serving the country, you gather together to cause trouble!"
"This is blatant treason!"
"If everyone is like you, only caring about yourself, having no loyalty to the country, and wanting to escape at the slightest sign of trouble."
"How can we, the South Island Federation, win this war?!"
"Hmm? Have you ever thought about this problem with your selfish brains?!"
"The country is in urgent need of manpower, and there is a shortage of labor everywhere in the trenches on the front lines."
"You lazy pigs, why don't you go to the front line to dig trenches?"
"If you have a proper job, why worry about not having enough food to eat?"
"In my opinion, you guys have been living a good life for a long time and deserve to be punished!"
"You bunch of unruly people are like praying mantises, stretching out your arms in a vain attempt to stop the steel chariot. You are overestimating your own capabilities. How ridiculous!"
General Halsey sneered and continued his lecture.
"You guys are a bunch of rabble, and nothing can be accomplished!"
"It's obvious that there must be spies sent by the enemy country, lurking among the people and fanning the flames, instigating you to cause trouble!"
"Within ten minutes, I want to meet the mastermind behind this conspiracy!"
"You'd better actively expose the truth and report each other. If anyone exposes the spy, we will forgive him for his past mistakes!"
"If you dare to conceal the truth and shelter a spy, haha... I will let you know that there are more horrible ways to die than starving to death!"
General Halsey's intimidation did not achieve the expected effect.
As more and more refugees gathered at the dock, the voices of protest rose again.
No one buys the so-called exposure of spies!
In fact, how can ordinary people get in touch with spies from enemy countries?
Even if there are some despicable people who want to use this opportunity to frame their enemies, they don't have the courage to do so.
Otherwise, as soon as any signs show, they will be torn to pieces by the angry people around them!
The smell of gunpowder on the dock became stronger and stronger.
The indignant people showed signs of rioting.
General Halsey became really angry when he saw this situation.
"I spoke to you in a nice way, but you didn't appreciate my kindness!"
"Then don't blame me for being rude!"
General Halsey, pass the order down immediately.
He ordered his six companion ships to load their guns and aim their guns at the large and small ships anchored in the harbor.
"You bunch of untouchables, you refuse to serve your country and you want to escape by boat?"
"Haha! Today I will completely shatter your beautiful dreams!"
General Halsey drew his saber and swung it forward!
Six warships opened fire on the anchorage at the same time!
The small and medium-sized ships prepared to transport immigrants were not armored.
It was bombarded by large-caliber naval guns at close range and shattered instantly!
Inside and outside the port, flames were raging and smoke filled the air.
Broken wood chips floated on the foaming sea.
The people on the dock were horrified when they saw this scene.
The young people, filled with grief and indignation, waved their fists and cursed General Halsey for his madness.
The elderly refugees shed tears.
They knelt down and begged General Halsey to show mercy.
Halsey stood at the bow, laughing .
The cries of the refugees gave him great pleasure.
The rumbling sound of cannons resounded through the sky.
The immigration fleet that Allen and Pantheon father and daughter had put together with great difficulty met its end in the midst of gunfire before it even set sail.
On the dock, thousands of refugees were heartbroken.
The cries, curses and gunfire intertwined to form a cruel melody.
clang!
General Halsey, sheath your sword.
Yawned lazily.
He was very satisfied with this good show.
One round of shelling successfully achieved the effect of deterring the unruly people.
It's time to end this farce.
"This is a small warning to you."
"If you know what's best for you, expose the spy!"
"Within ten minutes, the mastermind of the conspiracy will not be seen..."
"hehe……"
A cruel smile appeared on General Halsey's face.
"My cannon is going to fire at you, a bunch of lowly bastards!"
These words are not just verbal threats.
General Halsey gestured.
The adjutant immediately passed the order to the chief artilleryman.
The flagship's left gun porthole was open.
Three rows of thick gun barrels stretched out.
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the crowd gathered on the dock.
Even the hardest bones will be shattered in front of a cannon.
The refugees were frightened and fled in all directions.
The dock was in chaos.
At this moment, a sharp buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky above the harbor.
General Halsey's face changed slightly and he looked in the direction of the voice.
A group of huge wasps rushed out from behind the clouds.
Each one is as big as an eagle!
It was swooping down on the flagship deck.
"Humph! I knew it. It must be a spy from the Beast Cult, instigating the mob to cause trouble behind the scenes!"
General Halsey drew his sword and pointed it toward the sky.
The icy energy broke away from the blade and slashed towards the swarm of bees.
Swish!
A cold light flashed, and the sky seemed to be torn apart!
A row of giant bees were chopped off by the knife light.
The shattered remains of the giant bee fell onto the deck.
Suddenly, it exploded without warning, releasing a strong flash of light!
General Halsey was caught off guard and his eyes were immediately stung.
Knowing that he had fallen into the spy's trap, he activated the 4th level of atavism without thinking!
Transformed into a giant water element more than ten meters tall!
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind was incessant.
The rain of arrows from the air hit Halsey, the ancestor of the past, and were bounced off by a layer of soft dark blue skin that was like a film of water.
"Flash dust" and "pyrotechnics" are still exploding.
The entire flagship was filled with smoke and chaos.
But General Halsey was fearless!
Transforming into the form of a water element, his eyes were no longer fragile organs of flesh and blood.
Will not be blinded by strong light exposure.
No need to even breathe.
He remained calm even though he was surrounded by choking smoke.
Six young warlocks from the Randolph family stood guard beside the general.
These guards were all nephews and nieces selected personally by General Halsey from his family. They are absolutely loyal and reliable... right?
On the deck of the USS Sapphire.
Beside General Halsey, three guards suddenly broke away from the formation and collectively reverted to their original forms and transformed!
The strange thing is...they didn't transform into elemental forms!
There were three guards, two women and one man.
A humanoid female spider with eight claws spread out behind it.
A female giant with a human body and a wolf's head.
There was another one who had suddenly turned into a werewolf with two horns on his head, covered in steel-blue armor, looking extremely terrifying!