6kv Chapter 487 Louis Wayne
Chapter 487 Louis Wayne
Chapter 487 Louis Wayne
"Great, my ship is in dire need of a doctor."
Luzer had no objection to the arrangements made by Congressman Rachaud.
The portly pharmacist's role is likely to be that of an intermediary, facilitating communication between the two parties. Furthermore, while Lu Ze is skilled in surgery, he lacks effective treatments for other diseases. Disease outbreaks are inevitable at sea, making a pharmacist a very suitable option.
Thinking about it more deeply, it might even be useful when facing a "disease-ridden general" later on...
So, after only a moment's consideration, he decided to accept this acquaintance.
But Darkwell had no idea that Luze on the other side was an old friend.
isn't it?
Are we really going to get on their ship?
Darkwell looked troubled. He had witnessed Luzer's methods recently, and the image of a large number of pirates falling into corruption with a wave of his hand had left a deep impression on him. The thought of having to live with such a terrifying being day and night made his legs tremble.
What kind of damn fate is this? I encountered so many difficulties while trying to deliver useless messages, not only did I make a wasted trip, but I also have to continue to...
Dealing with "Blood Monks"?
I refuse!
Help!
Although that's what he thought, Darkwell didn't dare say it aloud. "Alright, it's settled then."
Rachel didn't give Darkwell a chance to refuse, smiling as she put away the "Lucky Wheel." "Darkwell, follow Mr. Gascoigne and do the task I've given you."
"Yes."
Darkwell could only grimace as he raised his arm, causing the owl high above to descend. Now, he carried a silver satchel at his waist, its durable, glossy material adorned with numerous mysterious symbols.
After bidding farewell to Senator Rachaud, the two men and the bird left the bell-ringing hut and headed for the harbor. There, his crew was already assembled and waiting for him. Some of the sailors reeked of alcohol, some were drowsy, and others were hunched over weakly, clearly exhausted from the previous night's work.
"captain."
Walter, the long-armed "Sea Serpent," came up to greet them.
"How's it going? Is everyone here?"
Lu Ze asked.
"Everything's here, but there was a little mishap. Uruk was tricked by a streetwalker and kidnapped by the forces behind her."
"Kidnapping? Who would dare to be so bold?"
Lu Ze frowned slightly.
"An organization called the Celestial Cult, led by a Sequence 8 madman," Walter quickly replied. "They seem to be involved in some kind of underground religion; that guy Uruk almost became a human sacrifice... Luckily, the first mate went over and took care of them all by himself."
Celestialism?
I've never heard of it. It doesn't seem like some kind of evil organization with a history. It's probably just a small group that was formed on the island.
"Oh, I see. Never mind then."
Hearing Walter say this, Luzer nodded casually.
Normally, he might have asked more questions about the sect's beliefs and rituals, but now he was in a hurry to set sail, and since Anderson had already resolved the matter, he decided not to pursue it further.
He glanced at the sailor named "Uruk" from afar and saw that he was mentally sound, except that his eyes were slightly red.
"Everyone, I'm sorry to have disturbed your rest."
Putting those thoughts aside, Luze walked up to the group. "The matter is urgent. We must get to Bayam as soon as possible. It's the capital of the Rosewood Islands, the richest place in the entire archipelago... Let our pirate crew's reputation resound there."
As he spoke, he subtly used his "audience" ability, and the previously somewhat listless crew members were invigorated by his words and quickly became excited. Those who craved money heard about wealth, those who had a grudge against Rune heard about the capital, and those who wanted to make a name for themselves heard about fame.
"yes!"
They were shouting and yelling, attracting the attention of people around the harbor.
"Also, there's a second thing: we have a new crew member on board." Luze pulled the portly pharmacist in front of the sailors. "Our old acquaintance, Darkwell, will soon be our ship's doctor. If you feel unwell in the future, you can go to him for help."
"Alright, that's all. Let's set sail."
After giving his brief instructions, he gave the order to depart.
The sailors sprang into action, but the merriment of the previous night had clearly had a profound impact on them. Luze clearly saw that several sailors were so weak in the legs that they almost couldn't even climb onto the ship.
It really is...
Lu Ze cursed under his breath, then turned to Darkwell. "This is your first task: get these guys back to their normal condition. Those who need to sober up, sober up; those who need to nourish themselves, nourish themselves. Understand?"
"Understood, understood."
Darkwell smiled apologetically, carrying a medicine box in his hand and a small bag slung over his waist, as he swayed his plump body and climbed onto the boat.
"Pat-pat."
The owl flapped its wings and flew up onto the mast.
"Meow."
Luna stared at the owl, making hooting noises. The owl, as if noticing its predator's gaze, quickly flapped its wings and flew to a higher vantage point.
"That guy is no ordinary being, just like you. Don't destroy the house, understand?"
Lu Ze rubbed the black cat's ears and said, "Alright, stop staring. Come back to the captain's cabin with me. I need to prepare your potion."
Backlund, Joewood District, 22 Hope Road, Hat Trick Hotel.
Fors calmly stepped down from the carriage, discreetly checking her surroundings out of the corner of her eye before walking calmly into the building. After a series of counter-surveillance maneuvers, she finally confirmed that there were no followers before heading to another floor of the inn to meet her teacher.
They were supposed to meet at the train station, but her teacher gave her a coded warning, leading to their reunion here instead.
"Teacher, what just happened?"
After Fors entered the room, he immediately asked with concern.
"I ran into an acquaintance at the train station."
Her teacher, Dorian Gray of the Abraham family, closed the door and gave a bitter laugh. "...Now we're enemies."
It turns out that he was also one of his former students, who later rebelled with "The Traveler" Boutis, leading to the near annihilation of the entire upper elite of the Abraham family.
"What has he done?"
Fors sensed the sadness in her teacher's eyes and asked with deep sympathy.
Dorian remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke, revealing some information to the student who was gradually gaining his trust:
"Lawrence, Lauborn, Anlisa, and I were all once part of the same organization. This organization suffered a severe blow due to the betrayal of certain individuals, including the one who just spoke."
"How awful!"
Fors cursed, feeling a deep empathy. The people Dorian had mentioned had all offered her some help, making her involuntarily dislike them. She even began to consider using the members of the Tarot Club to purge this traitor.
This idea was amplified after Dorian praised her progress and rewarded her with an extraordinary item.
"Teacher, I want to know who that traitor is?"
Fors couldn't help but ask.
"You should have known, so you could have at least taken precautions."
Dorian sighed, "His name is Louis Wayne, and it's said that he's now one of the 22 divine messengers of the Aurora Order."
Hmm? An aurora viewing party?
When Fors heard the name, her eyes widened in surprise.
Now she knew who to turn to.
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