Einhorn's Blood

Sonia Sea, on the route to Oravi Island.

"To be honest, I did it to escape an arranged marriage."

Sophia spoke somewhat awkwardly, "My father—Emperor Ivan IV of Feysac —has arranged a marriage for me with a member of the Royal Family of Feynapotter."

A classic reason.

Luther thought to himself.

"Isn't it fine?"

He said, "Let's move to another place and continue our peaceful life as upper-class nobles, far away from suffering and famine."

There are probably many people in this world who would be willing to exchange lives with her.

"It's not good at all."

Sophia glanced at Luther and shook her head deeply. "I've had enough of this caged canary life..."

So she began her journey, first fleeing the capital of Feysac, Saint Millon, then heading east to the Lous City on the eastern coast of the empire, from where she boarded a ship and headed for the Sonia Sea. According to her, this was because she felt that the Sailor at sea were quite free and longed for that kind of life.

A noblewoman who ran away from home finds herself at sea in a dangerous situation.

Luther shook his head.

If the other party hadn't been an extraordinary being, they would probably have been sold to some island's Moulin Rouge long ago.

"I originally planned to be a sea Hunter for a while," Sophia said regretfully, "But I had barely reached Bayam when they caught up with the Demigod they sent. He locked me up in the Governor's Mansion, waiting for the Royal Family to send a ship to pick me up... Thank goodness you came!"

Therefore, I am now Criminal kidnapped the imperial Princess.

Luther thought to himself.

The good news is that he'll soon have a new wanted poster. Besides the Loen Royal Family, after today's incident, the Feysac Royal Family will probably also issue a bounty on him.

"Um, can I ask you for a favor?"

Just as Luther was reflecting on this, he suddenly heard Sophia's somewhat hesitant voice, "Could I stay on your ship? Don't worry, I can help. After all, I'm Sequence 7 Pyromaniac; being a pirate on your ship shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The more she spoke, the more confident she became.

"To have a Royal Family woman work for me... I can't afford such expensive crew members."

Luther shook his head.

"Then can I stay for a while?" Sophia rolled her eyes, settling for second best. "At least until my father loses patience and terminates the engagement... The payment is negotiable!"

Compensation? Will it offset the trouble you've caused?

Luther thought to himself.

"Leave her."

Inside him, Medici suddenly spoke, "This is what we agreed upon back then."

"Beg me."

Luther responded to Him in his heart.

Although Medici kept his promise and told him some things about the Tide, he only said vague and ambiguous things, which made him somewhat resentful.

"For the sake of our smooth cooperation in the future, I think it's best if we cooperate more." Medici didn't plead with him, but simply smiled. "If you really don't intend to keep her, at least draw a vial of her blood. If you won't even agree to that, then I might have to try some underhanded tactics."

Blood?

Upon hearing the words of the Red Angel Evil Spirit, Luther's heart stirred.

He had previously requested blood to break free from the seal of the Fourth Epoch underground ruins. Now he requests blood again—is it to break free from the constraints of his own body?

"I'll make sure you don't get your way; I'm going to make her stay."

Luther retorted inwardly, then looked at Sophia who was waiting for him.

"Oh well."

He said, "Remember not to cause me any trouble."

A big smile gradually spread across Sophia's face.

"Understood, Captain!"

She said happily.

After a lively night, by dawn, they were not far from Oravi Island.

Almost everyone on the ship, except for the extraordinary ones, was drunk and sprawled on the floor. The Fat Apothecary Darkwill, with a bitter face, was being kicked repeatedly in the large buttocks by his Teacher Roy King, as he forced everyone to drink hangover medicine.

We'll be arriving at Oravi Island soon, get ready.

Luther said to Roy King, "Okay, thank you very much for your help."

Roy King adjusted his glasses and said gratefully, but his kicking motion in his apprentice's backside never stopped. "I've already contacted Councilor Ricciardo; he'll pick me up at the port."

What about me?

Darkwill asked Consciousness.

You stay on the ship.

Roy King glanced at his apprentice and coldly delivered his verdict, "Councilor Ricciardo said he needed someone to relay messages between the School and the Blood Bishop, and I recommended you."

"No!"

Darkwill jumped up and shouted.

In his view, being a pirate was incredibly boring and dangerous, either spending all day on a ship or constantly fighting for his life. How could it compare to his life running a herbal medicine shop next to the Moulin Rouge, selling tonics Daytime and going out to have fun at night?

"Quiet!"

But Darkwill's protests were quickly quelled by his Teacher, who, despite his seemingly refined and frail appearance, unleashed astonishing strength, pinning him down and rendering him immobile. "You've been out there for so long and haven't improved at all! You've completely disgraced me! Take this opportunity to properly digest the Potion and strive for a promotion as soon as possible, understand?"

"Yes..."

Under Roy King's repression, Darkwill could only speak with a mournful face.

"Then, can you take me with you?"

On the restaurant's hanging lamp, Mr. Harry, the owl he kept, suddenly spoke. Compared to when he boarded the ship, its feathers were much more disheveled. At this moment, it was staring warily down below with its yellow eyes.

"Meow?"

In Luther's arms, the black cat Luna tilted its head innocently.

Since its promotion to Sequence 8, it has become much more agile, far surpassing that of an ordinary cat. Even if Mr. Harry lands on the mast, he is still caught. Luna didn't eat it, but just for fun, she caught and released it, making the owl suffer quite a bit.

"What?! You stupid bird, you actually want to betray your master!"

Darkwill was furious. He didn't dare argue with his Teacher, but he felt no pressure to scold his pet. So the man and the bird began to verbally attack each other, making the scene quite lively.

"Take your things and I won't go into port."

Luther ignored the pair and took out the Dice from his pocket. "Don't worry, I just scared it. It should behave for a long time."

Thus, this Uniqueness created item returned to the hands of the Life School of Thought, and the unborn Chairman could finally rest easy.

"OK."

Roy King carefully examined the state of the Dice, put Dice in his pocket, and then cautiously glanced at Darkwill, only breathing a sigh of relief after confirming that he was far enough away from him.

"I will speak to Councilor Ricciardo about that."

He added this before disembarking.

That matter naturally refers to the spying of the "Abomination" and the "Mother Tree of Desire".