studiobondurri Chapter 500 - 500 467, Visiting the Agres Sea
Chapter 500 - 500 467, Visiting the Agres Sea
Chapter 500: 467, Visiting the Agres Sea Chapter 500: 467, Visiting the Agres Sea Druessina followed suit and killed one of the Black Phoenix People, but she only changed her coat and didn’t change everything from inside out like Gareth did.
She also didn’t know the Beast God Transformation Technique, and could only smear sea mud on her face.
Gareth had already concealed his presence, vanished without a trace.
Druessina found an empty cabin and carefully took out a crystal bottle.
She gazed at the surging seawater inside the bottle, and at the elegantly shaped, swan-like boat, and revealed a confident smile.
Suddenly, she sensed someone pushing open the cabin door.
She quickly put away the crystal bottle and drew her Blood Demon, only to see a young couple embracing and turning into the room.
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Druessina cursed her bad luck sotto voce, her body sprung into action, and she chopped at the necks of the couple with both hands.
The young man and woman collapsed to the ground without a peep.
Facing an ambush from Druessina, a Sacred level adept like this, the young couple had no strength to resist; they didn’t even see who attacked them.
After taking care of the two, Druessina glanced at the young lady’s clothes, compared them to the one she had randomly snatched, and the naturally clean princess from the Sherlock Dynasty didn’t hesitate for a moment.
She stripped the young lady bare and changed into her clothes.
Then stepping out of the cabin and feeling the sea breeze on her skin, her mood lifted.
“Should I go back to Juno?”
“As long as I’m not within twenty kilometers of Juno, he can’t control me.
I have the Blood Demon in hand and a Swan Lake.
If I head straight for the New Continent, I could certainly carve out a career for myself, perhaps even restore the glory of the Sherlock Dynasty.”
Druessina knew that Charles was not actually heading for the New Continent but was going to the Agres Sea to
No, the knighthood was gone, having been incorporated into the Westwind Knights.
Gareth knew of his noble status, but he did not realize he should be Viscount Gareth Mosleyd; he thought he was Viscount Gareth Meklen!
Ah, Charles had even specifically asked Antonio to help change Gareth’s surname, ensuring everything was watertight.
Charlotte Drusinia was immediately choked with rage because of this small detail.
Juno had also mentioned it to her, even mocking Charles for being so cunning, for not even sparing Gareth this small advantage.
She didn’t want to speak with Gareth anymore and stormed off, thinking bitterly, “I must find an opportunity to kill this man.”
Charles was unaware that Drusinia and Gareth had both followed her.
He occasionally regretted losing these two and had even apologized to Juno.
Juno, on the other hand, didn’t mind and advised him, “Blood Servants occasionally throw small tantrums; you shouldn’t take it too seriously.”
Charles’s fleet had now corrected its course.
According to Charles’s calculations, they should be able to just make it to the Agres Sea before the deadline.
He did not pursue any further distractions; although along the way, he had encountered Georgiadi Hadrian’s fleet several times, he directly passed them by without incident.
Georgiadi Hadrian brought fifteen Magical Alchemy Warships to pursue him, but ordinary warships, merchant ships, private yachts, and transport ships all continued to sail their normal routes.
Though Georgiadi Hadrian tried hard to chase after him, firstly, both parties’ speeds were not much different, and secondly, with Herolf, an old pirate like the Golden Goat leading the way, Georgiadi’s men were clearly inferior compared to this one of the top ten pirates, so he was never able to catch up.
Two days before the deadline, Charles stood at the bow of the ship, gazing into the distance when his diary suddenly warmed slightly.
He took it out, and after turning to Agmillar’s Labyrinth’s title page, there was just one sentence: Charles Meklen has arrived at the Agres Sea and is about to enter Agmillar’s Labyrinth.
The Agres Sea was boundlessly vast with countless islands; Charles did not know where the real Agmillar’s Labyrinth was.
However, he had his ways.
Immersed in the Labyrinth Evil Magic for years, he had also mastered a bit of the Evil God’s power from Agmillar.
When a flock of seabirds flew overhead, Charles stretched out his hand and pressed it; all the seabirds unwillingly fell.
He infused a hint of Labyrinth Power into each seabird and then let them fly off again.