Snatching Another Man's Wife by Force

From Kivis's memories, it seems that after CP0 discovered that Floyd's Vivre Card had turned to ashes a few days ago, they knew that their operation on Whole Cake Island had failed. However, although Logan's Vivre Card had also shrunk considerably, it was at least stabilizing, indicating that the enemy had only imprisoned Logan and had not killed him directly.

This is understandable, after all, anyone who knows the source of Logan's power would be tempted.

CP0 had no choice but to send its two remaining Deputy Director-General to gather information and see if there was any possibility of rescue. After all, losing two Admiral- level combatants at once would be a devastating blow even for CP0. Rescuing one of them would be considered a timely mitigation of the damage.

Moreover, Logan's secrets cannot be revealed. Although they know that unless the other party also possesses a top genius like Vegapunk who is 500 years ahead of the world, it is impossible to truly utilize that alloy, knowing is one thing, doing is another. If the Reverie were not imminent, even the CP0 Chief would have been prepared to personally take Logan back.

However, CP0 wasn't stupid. They knew Floyd's entire plan. Even with such an overwhelming advantage, they were still defeated. Sending two more Deputy Director-General wouldn't have helped. Therefore, the main task of those two Deputy Director-General was to gather information.

That's why the two Deputy Director-General could return at any time once they've gathered intelligence, and then it wouldn't be as convenient for Roy to take action as it is now.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we miss it today, we won't have another chance to infiltrate the depths of the God Realm!" Roy, dressed in a white coat and posing as Kivis, walked through the Holy Land Mary Geoise.

Along the way, many CP0 officers in white coats and guards carrying weapons greeted Roy.

After all, each Celestial Dragons is equipped with a large number of slaves, servants, guards, and dedicated CP0 personnel. In the Holy Land Mary Geoise, this would be an extremely large population. Roy's replacement of the identity of Kivis is only below the Chief and Deputy Director-General, and there are only a dozen or so people on the same level as him. If we don't count the Celestial Dragons, he can be considered a very important figure in this Holy Land.

Roy walked past indifferently, his face as cold as ice, ignoring the greetings from these people. It wasn't that he was deliberately showing off, but rather that most CP0 members were like that, emotionless killing machines who rarely showed any emotional fluctuations.

In front of the main gate of Pangaea Castle is the Celestial Dragon Gate. Once you pass through this gate, you can enter the God Realm, which is the residence of all the Celestial Dragons.

Given Kivis's status, he could indeed enter, but only if there was an emergency to report. However, that would attract too much attention, hindering his actions. It would be better to find a more discreet method, such as...

"Saint Charlos, are you on your way to Pangaea Castle?" Roy's lips curled up slightly. He didn't expect to run into an acquaintance so soon. But that's fine. Given how stupid this guy is, it seems he doesn't need to provoke him too much.

"Of course, what do you want?" Charloss asked haughtily, tossing his head as he sniffled.

"Those kings from the lower realms are discussing the Reverie at Pangaea Castle. Most of them are crude and shallow, and it wouldn't be good if they disturbed you. Let me accompany you and protect your safety." Roy appeared respectful and humble, but inwardly he was thinking, "How badly should I injure this guy? I won't be satisfied until I give him a good beating!"

"Hmm, you're right. I grant you permission to follow." Charloss nodded his large head, quite satisfied with Roy's words.

"Guest number one has arrived, and guest number two, whom I deliberately guided, should be here soon. I just don't know if that guy has the same awareness as four years from now. If not, it seems I'll have to add fuel to the fire." Roy pondered to himself, following closely behind.

"Hmm, woman, I've taken a liking to you. I'll make you my wife," Charloss said, picking his nose.

"Then I will immediately process the formalities for welcoming the Twelfth Lady to the Holy Land," said a bodyguard in black following Charloss.

"Wait... wait a minute." The beautiful young woman, harassed by Charloss, was terrified. Knowing the Celestial Dragons' notorious reputation, she hurriedly said, "I am the Queen of the Hills Kingdom! How could you..."

"It's alright, I don't mind. Anyway, I'll just send you back to be a commoner after I'm done with you," Charloss said "understandingly."

Roy's lips twitched inwardly. This statement was indeed remarkably similar to the "no money, no prostitution" line from a movie in his past life!

The servants following behind her were already furious and charged at Charloss in a rage.

"You bastard, you're provoking me... Pfft!"

Even the most junior bodyguards possess considerable combat power, giving them an overwhelming advantage against these servants who appeared out of nowhere, easily knocking them to the ground.

"How... how could this be..." Queen of Hills looked around with pleading eyes, but the families of the other kingdoms avoided her like the plague, quickly retreating and not daring to have any contact with her.

"Why struggle? Being favored by God is your honor; you should be grateful," Charloss's servant shook his head with a sigh.

"You're right... Pfft!" Charloss was shaking his fat pig-like head in approval when he was suddenly struck hard on the side of his face with a spiked club, and was 'inserted' into the wall like a flying pig.

"Ah... Saint Charlos!" Charloss's servant let out a sharp scream, glaring fiercely at the man holding the weapon.

"You bastard, do you even know..." But his voice quickly stopped, his legs were trembling, and he was sweating profusely. Because the one who did this was also a Celestial Dragons, and with his small arms and legs, how could he dare to get involved in the Celestial Dragons' fight?

"Mjosgard, you bastard, I will definitely... Pfft!" Charloss was about to say a few harsh words when the spiked club grew larger and larger in his vision, finally smashing into his face again, knocking him unconscious.

Roy, watching from behind, smacked his lips. "Tsk tsk, his features are distorted, he's definitely disfigured. But he already looked pretty much disfigured to begin with, so another disfigurement won't make much difference."

Mjosgard, standing to the side, looked at the spiked club in his hand with slight confusion. "Why did I suddenly start fighting? But this feeling... is fucking awesome!"

Just as Roy was pondering how to subtly guide Mjosgard's thoughts, he saw Mjosgard nod thoughtfully. "I understand now. This must be Otohime's guidance, which has finally made me understand the true meaning of being human!"

Roy opened his mouth, then swallowed back the words that were about to come out. "Okay, whatever makes you happy."