LRAB Chapter 192 Departure and Chaos
Chapter 192 Departure and Chaos
Chapter 192 Departure and Chaos
Having made up his mind, Lorne returned to the "Wiz Antique Shop".
Fortunately, Caesar told him that the mysterious woman was still in the store.
He put on the pure white mask and, led by Caesar, returned to the study.
The woman wearing the white mask remained quietly seated at the large desk, as if she had been in that same position since yesterday, quietly reading a book.
This time, Lorne went straight to the point:
"Madam, I've made up my mind. I want to leave tonight, is that alright?"
Upon hearing this, Cattleya, who was turning the pages of her book, paused slightly. She looked up and quietly observed Lorne for a moment.
She seemed to be weighing the risks of her request to "leave tonight".
After a moment, she slowly nodded, agreeing to Lorne's request.
"Regarding the money," Lorne continued, "I can pay half as a deposit first. The other half, we'll pay you after we arrive safely at Damir Port."
Cattleya nodded again.
"Can."
She then gestured for Lorne to wait a moment and told Caesar to come in.
"We need to sign an agreement," she said to Caesar.
"Okay, ma'am."
Caesar skillfully retrieved a yellowed parchment that looked quite old from a hidden compartment in the study.
The captain had once mentioned the 'notary'—a magical item with a binding effect—and Lorne pondered as he looked at the parchment that exuded a faint spiritual aura.
A short while later, with all three parties present, a concise and clear agreement was drafted.
Lorne took it and glanced at it, but didn't see any obvious linguistic traps.
"Do we need a signature?" Lorne was a little hesitant. Lorne Disenke couldn't be exposed, and Monkey Brando was too famous now. Would making up a name work? "No need," Caesar replied. "For the sake of confidentiality, both of you just need to place your palms on the contract at the same time."
That's good, very thoughtful. Lorne breathed a sigh of relief.
After the contract was completed, he paid £1,500 in cash on the spot.
After accepting the deposit, Cattleya arranged a final meeting time and place with him.
Midnight, Warehouse No. 7 in the dock area.
Leaving Wiz's Antique Shop and walking back to the hotel, Lorne still felt somewhat uneasy.
Although he didn't sense any obvious "disaster" warning, he had an inexplicable, strange feeling.
May you have a safe journey.
Lorne said to himself in his heart.
He returned to the hotel where he was hiding, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Danitz lying weakly in a chair, his body wrapped in bandages.
"Brando, you're back?" Danitz saw him, sighed first, and then said in a somewhat dejected tone, "I—I just risked going out again to try and contact the captain. They'll need some more time—"
After a moment, Danitz seemed to remember something and added, "Oh, right, I also heard something. I heard that the reason the Church of Storms is so anxious to search for me all over the world is because—they heard some damn rumor about the captain from somewhere."
"Rumors?" Lorne asked.
Danitz nodded, his face showing a mixture of anger and confusion: "Yes! Rumors say the captain is planning some kind of 'big operation' in Bayam!"
"Bullshit! I don't know if those guys from the Storm Church have lost their minds from being hit by the waves! We people on the 'Golden Dream' have always been obsessed with exploring ruins and adventures, when have we ever planned any 'major operation'?"
"Can you still contact the captain now?" Lorne asked directly after hearing his complaint.
"Now? Yes, it is possible, but what's wrong?" Danitz replied.
"That's good." Lorne's expression turned serious. "Immediately inform the captain to tell them not to come to Bayam again."
"We can't let them get dragged into this too."
"If what that damned rumor is true, and if the captain and the others appear around Bayam and are accidentally discovered by the Church of Storms, then this rumor will be impossible to clear up."
"Really! That's what I thought too!" Upon hearing Lorne's words, Danitz sat up straight in his chair excitedly. He had originally intended to persuade Lorne to abandon his plan to have the captain pick them up.
But after a moment, he slumped down again, looking distressed, and said, "But—how should we get there?"
"Don't worry." Lorne looked at him with a helpless smile. "I've already made all the arrangements."
"It might cost you some money."
"Shit! 1,500 pounds—"
After contacting the captain and informing them that they no longer needed to come to Bayam, Danitz still harbored resentment over the enormous "ticket" cost.
"Stop complaining." Lorne, who was packing his luggage, said without turning his head, "Didn't I already tell you? Yesterday, another powerful unidentified individual targeted us, and their rank was very high. Now, the important thing is to get out of here safely as soon as possible."
As he spoke, Lorne took out a pure white mask without any patterns from his pocket and handed it to Danitz.
"Put this on."
He had previously spent several tens of pounds at "Wiz Antique Shop" to buy this for Danitz.
He learned from Caesar that this mask, made of special materials, has a certain mystical interference effect, which can effectively block most low-level spying and possession.
After all, Danitz was a notorious pirate; his face was too distinctive, making it easy for others to recognize him. An extra layer of protection...
It's always good.
Danitz took the mask, put it on with some disdain, and muttered under his breath, "It feels like ever since I met you, I've been in constant trouble."
Meanwhile, on the other side...
A team of heavily armed "Punishers" raided the abandoned bar warehouse.
"Captain! There are obvious signs of a fight between Extraordinary Beings at the scene! And—" a Punisher who was investigating the scene reported loudly, "there are also traces of the 'Rose School' all around."
"The 'Rose School'?"
The experienced captain of the substitute punishment team paused for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
Recently, the search for pirates has been ongoing. First, rumors circulated that "Iceberg Admiral" was planning trouble in Bayam. Later, during the investigation of "Flame" Danitz, several traces of pirates belonging to "Blood Admiral" were unexpectedly discovered.
Could it be that these forces are planning to join forces and carry out some big operation in Bayam?
"Report this situation to His Excellency the Bishop immediately!" he decisively ordered. "This matter may have exceeded our capabilities! It's very likely related to 'General of Blood,' Señor himself!"
"If she really is a 'Star Admiral,' then—is she truly reliable?"
On the way to the dock area, Danitz, wearing a white mask, still spoke with some unease.
"Meow." Rachel, who was perched on Lorne's shoulder, also let out a worried meow.
"At least, I didn't sense any obvious hostility from her, nor did I sense any sign of 'disaster'," Lorne said, gently rubbing the orange cat's fluffy head reassuringly.
"I haven't revealed your true identity to her, but I can't rule out the possibility that, given her abilities, she might be able to figure something out. So, wait a moment, and try not to speak. If there's anything you need to say, I'll tell you, or you can tell me first."
As he spoke, he lifted Laki off his shoulder and placed her in Danitz's arms.
"Laki, you take care of her too."
"Huh? Meow?"
"No, you're mistaking me for a maid?"
At midnight, the Bayam Pier area was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the sea breeze.
"This should be the so-called Warehouse No. 7," Lorne muttered to himself, surveying the building before him.
If there's nothing wrong with your spiritual intuition, then there shouldn't be any problem.
Then, together with Danitz, who was holding the cat, they pushed open the heavy, half-closed warehouse door and went inside.
"Madam, we're here," Lorne called softly to the warehouse piled high with crates.
However, after a long while, they still did not hear any response.
Not here? Or—we're too early? A hint of doubt flashed across Lorne's face.
"Damn it, could this be a trap?" Danitz immediately lowered his voice, moved closer to Lorne, and said warily.
Just then...
Listen—ah—
A suppressed groan, filled with extreme pain, suddenly came from the depths of the warehouse, drawing the attention of the two men.
this·-.
Lorne and Danitz exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
They stopped in front of a small, tightly closed door. The sound was coming from inside.
Lorne pulled out the "Phantom" and then made a gesture to Danitz to stay alert.
Then, he slowly pushed open the door.
The sight before them left them both stunned.
The black-haired woman, dressed in a classical robe and wearing a white mask, was curled up on the floor, her body writhing and convulsing in intense pain.
What's going on? Lorne recognized her at a glance; she was the mysterious lady from the antique shop.
However, at this moment, she had completely lost the calm, composed, and confident demeanor of a strong woman. Instead, she appeared unusually lonely and could only lie paralyzed on the cold ground, letting out painful roars.
Lorne and Danitz exchanged another glance. The current developments had completely exceeded their expectations.
"Madam, are you alright?" Lorne asked tentatively.
Upon hearing his voice, Cattleya, who was lying on the ground, slowly raised her head, but did not speak.
She never expected to be so unlucky today! To be forcibly fed knowledge by that damned "Hidden Sage" at such a crucial moment!
This time, the indoctrination of knowledge was exceptionally intense, leaving her no time to pay attention to the two "passengers" who had already arrived.
She could only wave her hand with difficulty at them, signaling them not to come near her!
"What should we do? Something's not right!" Danitz whispered anxiously in Lorne's ear.
"Is she about to lose control?! An out-of-control Extraordinary Being can turn into a monster, and we're both still injured!"
Upon hearing Danitz's words, Lorne's brows furrowed deeply.
If a "Pirate General" level powerhouse were to lose control and turn into a monster, it would be something that the two of them, in their current state, could definitely not handle!
He could either retreat before she lost control—but that would mean losing all his money—or go all in and take advantage of her struggle. After a moment's thought, Lorne activated his "Spiritual Vision" and looked at Cattleya, who was lying on the ground, struggling in pain.
From his "spiritual vision" perspective, he saw that above Cattleya's chaotic spirituality, something seemed to be floating.
He focused his attention, trying to get a closer look at what it was.
He saw a pair—
A pair of cold, ruthless, eyelash-less, almost completely transparent eyes!
"ah!!!"
Lorne let out a scream, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees!
"Brando! How are you?!"
"Meow!"
Upon seeing this, Danitz immediately panicked. He hadn't even seen what happened; he only saw Lorne suddenly let out a scream.
He knelt down on the ground. He rushed to Lorne's side and asked anxiously.
"I—I'm fine." Lorne covered his eyes with his hands, blood seeping through his fingers. He was breathing heavily.
After a long pause, he reluctantly lowered his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just that I think I saw something I shouldn't have seen."
At the same time, Cattleya, who was being bombarded by an endless torrent of knowledge, suddenly felt that the irresistible pressure that was driving her crazy suddenly eased!
The torrent of knowledge that had been frantically chasing after her suddenly shrank considerably, transforming from a tsunami capable of engulfing everything into a wave that was still within a controllable range.
She finally got a chance to catch her breath.
She struggled to her feet from the cold ground, her sharp gaze, hidden behind the mask, instantly...
He then turned his attention to the two passengers in front of him.
Is it because of them—or is it just a coincidence?
"Madam, it's getting late." Lorne, who had stood up again, looked at Cattleya.
"Also, you don't mind if we bring another cat, do you?"
Caldelia remained silent. She activated her "Eye of Secrets" and carefully examined Lorne and Danitz for a few moments.
However, she did not find any obvious or special traces on the two people.
After a brief moment of contemplation, she forced herself to endure the lingering pain and discomfort in her mind and whispered:
"Come with me—"