Chapter 119

them. But at this moment, the bald man among the two investigators stood up and said vigilantly, "A transcendent person is approaching." Edward froze immediately and became cold all over. He didn't know if the other person was talking about him. If so, where was he exposed? "Distance." The smoking investigator spit out the cigarette, and the red cigarette butt made a sizzling sound when it fell into the wet mud. "Very close, very close." The bald head said seriously. "This distance is enough for the opponent to activate the spell, but we haven't seen him yet, which means he doesn't want to be exposed in front of us." Spells or skills that can be hidden are not uncommon for extraordinary people. "Then find him!" The smoking investigator snorted, took out the flint and steel, activated his ability, and along with the hot air and the smell of burning, a flowing fire appeared in his palm. He gave his companion a look, and then slowly moved towards Edward's position. Edward was so nervous that he wanted to run away, but that would definitely give him away. what to do? what to do? If they were discovered, they would definitely notify the picket bureau. Edward had no confidence in escaping from the pursuit of the entire picket bureau. The investigator had arrived very close. He held up the fire and looked around, but found nothing unusual. "Are you sure it's a transcendent?" "It's hard to tell." The companion's eyes moved slightly, "Maybe it's a beggar or a mouse or something." "How dare you let me come and take a look? It's really boring." The investigator extinguished the fire and walked back in the original direction. Edward breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he smelled the breath of death approaching instantly. The heat wave exploded in an instant, accompanied by flames and splashing mud and garbage. The scar-faced investigator's eyes were cold as he inspected the mess he had blown up. "A mouse." He picked up the dying thing. The flames were still burning its hair, and it looked like it would die in the next moment. "No matter what it is, it's better to deal with it." His companion comforted him, and the content was exactly what he wanted. Edward felt severe pain all over his body, his brain was in a blur, and he completely lost the ability to judge the current situation. But he also heard the conversation between the two investigators. If he didn't resist, he would definitely die. So Edward roared, his bean-sized rat eyes showing madness and cruelty, and with a shudder he broke away from the investigator's restraints. The scar-faced investigator did not expect why this dying rat could suddenly burst out with such a powerful force. Before he could make a sound to warn his companions, he felt a chill in his throat, as if something was passing by his neck. His vision began to rotate in a subtle direction and speed. When it stopped, he only saw a slightly familiar headless corpse standing in front of him. Cruelly biting off the investigator's neck, Edward didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately rushed towards the other person after landing. The bald man's eyes widened. Before he could realize what was happening, he saw a huge werewolf more than three meters tall suddenly jump out and slap his head into the mud, smashing it to pieces. Edward released the transformation and looked at the two headless corpses on the ground and began to gasp loudly. He killed someone, and he killed an investigator from the picket bureau. They had even participated in collective actions together before. Sad? No, are you glad? Neither. Edward couldn't figure out what he was feeling. He thought of these two investigators. They clean up heretics and potential dangers for this city and this country, and maintain the peace and order of this country. They should also have their own families, parents, wives, daughters or sons. But now all this is gone. Edward killed their lives, families and futures with his own hands. But there is no way. If he shows mercy, how can he get the money? Edward closed his eyes in pain. He is a cleaner, a wild dog in official captivity, but so what? He also had a family, a seriously ill daughter, and a trivial and ridiculous dream... After only a moment of sadness, Edward gathered his thoughts and headed towards Black Crow Port, stepping on the corpses and bloodstains. Once he got the money, he took his family and left the city and the country. *Edward emerged from the sewer opening. His body was covered in filth and blood, and his numb and cold pupils were lifeless. Through the sewers, he had entered the Black Crow Port. This should be the area where goods are placed and transferred. Edward twitched his nose and could only smell the stench of his body and the cold sea water. This is so weird. The entire Black Crow Port doesn't smell like anyone. Even on weekdays, this place is at least guarded by military personnel, right? His heart was full of uneasiness, and after hesitating for a moment, Edward walked towards the dock. He killed someone, and the person he killed was an investigator from the picket bureau. There was no way back waiting for him. The pier was also deserted, except for the sound of cold raindrops and the crashing waves of the sea. Edward found a corner and squatted down, his face full of exhaustion. There is still less than half an hour before the agreed time. This was the time he had reserved for himself. So far, his actions were going very smoothly, and he did not delay for too long, and no living person discovered him. Edward, who had nothing to do but wait, thought about what he would do after getting the money. First of all, we need to move to Viana, which is safe and far away from Arthur, and where medical skills are very advanced; it is best to buy a big house, close to the forests and fields, and you can touch the slowly falling snow with your hand; and then... a strange smell that impressed Edward interrupted his imagination. He stood up and looked at the waves in the distance. A huge, majestic four-masted ship broke through the rain and waves and approached the port silently. It was definitely the largest, most arrogant, and most powerful ship that Edward had ever seen. It is made of hard wood wrapped in metal and is about 120 meters long. Countless thick cannons protrude from the windows of the hull. Each cannonball can easily destroy the thickest city wall or the most courageous army. The flag on the main mast flutters with the sea breeze. On it is the image of a lion wearing a bright red cloak and blue and white armor. That is the flag of Arthur's Royal Fleet. Chapter 124 The mighty warship docked silently at the dock. Edward swallowed. He felt deeply ominous and strange. There was no trace of any living people on the ship. This is a bit too incredible. We must know that the permanent crew of the main warship of Arthur's Royal Fleet starts at around 600 to 1,500 people. How could there not even be the smell of a living creature? It was like a ghost ship passed down from word of mouth by sea dwellers in the last century. It sailed from the depths of the ocean with no one at the helm or navigation. It appeared silently and approached silently... Edward's scalp was numb. He wanted to leave here immediately and surrender to the picket. It was ten thousand times better than staying in this ghost place and suffering from sourceless fear and uneasiness. But there was no such choice, and when he appeared here, there was no other choice. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the royal warship. Edward finally couldn't bear it any longer. He panted and slowly approached the ship step by step. Whatever was on that ship, he had to get the damn thing back! Approaching the bottom of the ship, Edward felt more and more his own insignificance and the majesty of this great ship.