At this moment, the directors of the "Netherlands Bank Group" and the coalition's mobile units, who played no effective role, the only survivors left on the city wall, had gathered at the "Golden Summit Cathedral" not far from the bank group's headquarters.
"Bishop, please take action!"
He looked at the few small-sized sea monsters that continuously circled the cathedral, seemingly pondering where to attack.
Mr. Joel, the head of the bank group, had a face that flickered between pale and red, while the expressions of the directors under him were even more ugly.
By this time, they had long realized that they had all been outwitted by the seemingly amiable Pirate King.
All the rumors of him being generous, bold, and brotherly... were just disguises by Harkins.
They coveted the "wool" on him, but what he coveted was their entire treasury!
