svetikya Chapter 193 A Terrible Voyage
Chapter 193 A Terrible Voyage
Chapter 193 A Terrible Voyage
Lorne and Danitz, who was holding a cat, followed behind Cattleya in silence.
Lorne rubbed his temples, which were still throbbing slightly. The sudden shock had left his head still a little dizzy.
What exactly is that thing? Why does it feel so vaguely familiar?
Forget it, I shouldn't overthink it.
That's definitely not a good thing.
After a moment's thought, Lorne forcibly suppressed the dangerous urge to activate his "spiritual vision" and take another look.
Danitz, standing beside him, felt a pang of panic as he looked at Cattleya, who was holding her forehead with one hand, her steps unsteady, and who was clearly not in good condition.
Is she really "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya? This seems so unreliable!
Then, he turned his gaze to Lorne, who was equally radiant beside him.
Brando, that guy, suddenly looked sickly too—oh.
Danitz sighed heavily in his heart. He felt that his trip to Bayam was beyond just bad luck; it was the worst vacation he had ever had.
After walking for a while, the three stopped at an extremely secluded dock. A slightly dilapidated-looking small boat was quietly moored by the water.
This boat is so small!
Lorne examined the ship closely. He noticed that it was even smaller than the small pirate ship he and Tracy had stolen when they were adrift at sea.
Using this kind of ship for ocean voyages?
Danitz's face also turned extremely grim. As a seasoned pirate, he knew better than Lorne what it meant to sail such a small boat in a place like the Sunia Sea.
He leaned close to Lorne and muttered in a very low voice, "Damn it! This crappy ship, forget about catching a storm! If we're unlucky enough to run into a church patrol boat, we won't even be able to escape!"
Hearing this, Lorne could only steel himself and ask Cattleya ahead, "Madam, are you planning to use this ship to take us away?"
"Don't worry." Cattleya, still holding her forehead with one hand, replied in a slightly weary tone, "This ship is just for transit."
"Transit?" Lorne asked, somewhat puzzled.
But Cattleya didn't explain further. She simply turned around and looked at them with her still sharp eyes.
"Now that the agreement has been signed, I will definitely get you out of here safely."
"Come on up."
Lorne and Danitz exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and unease. But given the circumstances, they had no other choice.
Having no other choice, I gritted my teeth and followed Cattleya onto the small boat.
On the ship's deck, nothing particularly special was found. But when they followed Cattleya into the narrow cabin, they immediately discovered some carefully arranged materials that exuded a special spiritual energy.
There are silver sheets painted with intricate symbols, and dried herbs soaked in a special liquid.
Seeing the two's puzzled looks, Cattleya, who was resting against the cabin wall, took the initiative to explain:
"Once we're a little further away from Bayam, I'll activate a ritual spell. This ritual will carry the ship, evading the Storm Church's patrols, and directly to my true flagship."
Ritual Magic
Upon hearing this word, Lorne immediately thought of his captain, Edwina.
This style is somewhat similar to the captain's. However, judging from her previous state, the two of them shouldn't be on the same path, Lorne thought to himself.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
In the suite of that luxury hotel, Katarina sat somewhat disheveled on the plush sofa. Her beautiful white dress was torn in several places and looked shabby.
"Russell's daughter is really not cute at all." She looked at her slightly wolfish reflection in the mirror and muttered in dissatisfaction, "She resorts to violence at the slightest disagreement, really—"
Although both are Sequence 3 demigods, the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette has an absurdly large number of magical items! If they were to fight head-on, she would be no match for her.
"But why is she also eyeing that Brando?" Katarina sighed, resting her smooth chin on her hand as she fell into deep thought.
"Could it be that that little fellow possesses some secret I don't know about, a secret that even Rosell's daughter would find interesting?"
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something interesting, she chuckled softly.
"It seems this little guy is quite good at causing trouble."
"First it was my little Tracy, then it was that 'Iceberg Admiral' Edwina Edwards that little Tracy mentioned, and now—we've added a 'Mysterious Queen' Bernadette Gustave."
"Sigh, really. Because of that woman's actions, I have no idea where my little one has gone."
As she spoke, she stretched out her slender fingers and carefully plucked an inconspicuous black hair from deep inside her collar. It was a hair she had secretly "borrowed" from Lorne during their "date" when he wasn't looking.
"Thank goodness—."
"I was prepared."
The small boat sailed steadily on the dark sea for a while.
Away from the dangers of Bayam, Lorne and Danitz finally felt a little relieved.
"Meow—"
Even Laki, who had been on high alert, seemed to relax, curled up in a corner, and fell into a deep sleep.
However, the good times did not last long.
After the small boat had sailed a considerable distance away from Bayam.
Despite the lingering discomfort, Cattleya, who had been resting with her eyes closed in the cabin, forced herself to stand up and began preparing for the ritual magic.
Just as she picked up a silver plate engraved with symbols and was about to place it in the designated spot, her body suddenly stiffened!
"Rou Dang"
Ah!
A suppressed roar of extreme pain escaped from deep within her throat.
That familiar feeling that terrified her returned once again! The vast, chaotic torrent of knowledge from the "Hidden Sage" surged into her mind without warning once more.
She couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed heavily to the ground, curling up in agony. Unable to suppress the pain, she even scratched deep, bloody gashes into the wooden floor!
"Meow?!"
Laki was jolted awake from her sleep by this sudden turn of events.
"Damn it! What happened to her?!" Danitz's voice trembled as he looked at Cattleya writhing on the ground in pain.
Is it going to get out of control again?!
"Brando! What do we do now?" He instinctively turned to Lorne for help.
However, when he turned his head, he found that Lorne's face had also become extremely pale! He was covering his head with one hand and pressing the wound on his chest with the other, leaning weakly against the wall of the cabin.
"Damn it!" Lorne gritted his teeth, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead.
He found his head spinning again. Even the wound on his chest, which had been beginning to heal from the claws of "Iron" McVitie, suddenly throbbed with excruciating pain!
Damn!
A premonition of "disaster" has been triggered!
Something terrible is coming!