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"Shit!"

Cage wanted to hit him on the head again, when suddenly there was a sound of nails sliding on wood, accompanied by some barely audible whimpers.

The five men immediately tensed up and pulled out their revolvers at the same time.

"The sound seemed to come from below the deck."

"Brother, there is a secret door here."

"Do you want to open it?"

Cage hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily: "Open!"

With a creaking sound, a hidden wooden door on the deck was pulled open, revealing a pitch-black entrance.

However, they did not approach immediately. After waiting patiently for a few minutes when nothing happened, they walked carefully to the entrance with guns raised.

At this time, the clouds covering the red moon were blown away by the wind, and the crimson and bright moonlight shone down. Cage and the other four could see clearly that there were densely packed people trapped at the bottom of the cabin.

There were men, women, and children among them, with typical southern continent faces, Bayam natives, and Loen faces, but without exception, they were all dressed in rags, with faces full of fear and dirt.

These are slaves?!

It turns out that the "supplies" that the Iron Hook used to transport for the big shots were all slaves?

One-Eyed Cage was not too surprised. After all, there was no job that could make money on the sea that was not illegal.

What made him curious was why these slaves...were transported all the way to Loen? So those big shots were the dignitaries of Loen?

But didn't Rune abolish the slavery law a long time ago?

Although there are still some remnants of slavery, and some wealthy people secretly employ slaves, but transporting slaves on such large shiploads... isn't it a bit exaggerated?

Cage was suddenly stunned. During the time he was at the dock, one of the most common topics he heard from people who came to the bar to drink was: someone's family has disappeared again.

Could there be some connection between these?

"Boss Cage, what should we do next?"

"Let them lower the ladder, and we won't be in charge of the rest. +鸿*特￠暁_税′茫¨ /已.發,布′罪,薪~璋¨剪^"

One-Eyed Cage waved his hand and said, "Retreat quickly!"

The five people then left quickly.

After a long time, the first slave finally crawled out from the bottom of the cabin trembling. When he saw the corpses all around him, he was terrified at first, and then he cheered in surprise: "They are all dead, all dead!"

The second man climbed out, mumbling in bewilderment: "...We are free?"

Chapter 311 Serious Lilith

When Edward arrived at 7 Pinster Street after the negative effects of the Ravenclaw Diadem disappeared, Leonard had already taken over the body again. He was still in shock and was very alert when he saw Edward:

The old man and his men actually hunted down a demigod who was stealing the path a few minutes ago!

For Leonard, who was only at Sequence 7, a Sequence 4 demigod was a terrifying existence that was out of reach. Although he knew that the old man was an angel-level existence, he was seriously injured and had never taken action. Leonard did not have an intuitive feeling of his strength.

But Leonard was very clear about how powerful the demigod... no, the Goddess' Sword of the Church of Evernight, Sequence 5 Sisimag, was.

Edward smiled and said, "If it weren't for Mr. Pales's last-minute intervention, the outcome would have been uncertain."

A demigod who has lost control and entered the form of a mythical creature, in a life-threatening situation, ordinary two or three demigods really don't dare to confront him head-on. In the original story, an old man entered the form of a mythical creature, scared off the enemies who were chasing him, and then held on until he met Klein, saving his life.

Pales said to Leonard in his mind: "Thank him for me, and then ask him what he wants from me."

"The old man said thank you, and he asked what you wanted to gain."

Edward was stunned. I was the one who initiated the hunt tonight for revenge.

Leonard added, "That thief demigod didn't carry any seals, and his only valuable Beyonder characteristic was absorbed by the old man. You may not care about gains and losses, but you can't let the helper you found work in vain, right?"

Ah, it's true that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure, and all the things need to be considered.

"That's the old man."

Edward explained, "She came to help me tonight because she reached a cooperation with me. Later, when she wants revenge, I will also help her."

Leonard is like a ruthless messenger: "The old man asked who to seek revenge on."

"A Sequence 4 Sorcerer King blessed by an evil god."

Although the Witch King Karaman is only Sequence 4, he can use the power of the Master of Summoning to directly summon the evil god S'ea!

Leonard clenched his fists. Another demigod. How come he suddenly started playing high-end games for no apparent reason? I'm only Sequence 7!

He suddenly felt a tremendous pressure.

If only...if only I could use that 1-42 silver armor anytime.

Pales chuckled: "Hey, now you feel the pressure? This is just the beginning."

Leonard took a breath and said, "Old man, you still haven't told me who the enemy is that is chasing you and hurting you like this."

"Let me put it this way. A thief like the demigod tonight wouldn't last even a second in front of my enemy."

"…"

"Hahaha, don't think too much. I've never thought about revenge as an old man. I'm lucky to be alive." Pales laughed. "Tell him that if they seek revenge on the Witch King later, I can help if I recover well."

Leonard relayed it verbatim.

After a brief surprise, Edward understood: Obviously, Pales' promise was also an attempt to make friends with the vampires. No one in this world would complain about having too many friends.

Except Amon.

"Okay, I'll tell her. That's it for tonight. Bye!"

He used [Open Door] to pass through the wall and then Apparated to Akasha's private bath shop.

As soon as he entered, Akasha, who had changed her clothes, stretched out her hand to him: "Where are my clothes?"

"Ah? I set it on fire."

"Burned?"

"Didn't you ask me to help you deal with it?"

Akasha said depressedly, "I asked you to help me get the clothes back... I was naked at the time, I couldn't just walk over and pick up the clothes and put them on in front of you." She suddenly looked at Edward suspiciously, "You didn't secretly take the clothes back and keep them."

"…"

Edward rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested. My friend said that when you go to seek revenge on Karaman, if "Him" has recovered well from his injuries, he can help you."

Akasha's eyes lit up: "Oh, there is an unexpected gain!"

She patted Edward's shoulder carelessly and said, "Not bad, not bad. Your work tonight was not in vain. Your friend is at least a Sequence 3, right?"

At this point, she suddenly said, "Wait, He is injured? Then come to us, the vampires. A few pills will ensure that He is alive and well!"

Did you add mummy powder to this medicine?

Still full of energy...

"Your blood clan's medicine will probably be useless for his injuries."

She pinched her chin and said, "That's a soul-level injury. Well, that's really hard to deal with."

"I want to purchase these materials. If you have any, please help sell them to me."

Edward handed her a note. Akasha glanced at it and said, "Wow, so many? Are you going to open a shop selling extraordinary materials?" But she didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, I'll go check it out later."

The note Edward gave her contained not only the materials Audrey and himself needed, but also a large amount of low-sequence materials, which would be convenient for him to "teach" potion knowledge when he returns to the Harry Potter world next time.

"at last."

Edward took out a suitcase and opened it. "This is for storing extraordinary items. Do you need it? There is 1 cubic meter of space inside, which can hold a lot of things."

"How much?"

"Friendship price, ten thousand pounds."

She immediately rolled her eyes and asked, "Has the price of your friendship increased?"

"The price is £8,888."

Akasha thought for a moment and said, "Let me think about it. This is not a small amount of money."

"You can also exchange it with materials of corresponding value."

She waved her hands repeatedly as if shooing away a fly, "Alright, alright, I said I'll think about it."

"Good night, then."

Edward placed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and disappeared.

"Why--"

Akasha rubbed her hair. "I really want that box, but I really don't have enough money... How about selling the Marquis's extraordinary characteristics?"

"No, no, Grandpa Zeng will definitely crawl out of the underworld and smash my dog ​​head!"

She pinched her chin, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Hey, Larder seems to have a lot of suits that he hasn't worn for decades... Hmm! Good idea~"

Hehehehehe!

...

A small villa in Queens.

Edward walked into the bedroom and found that Lilith had already fallen asleep on the bed, with her head buried in the quilt as before, revealing her hairy little butt.

Sometimes I really don't understand this little guy. Sometimes he is still full of energy late at night and parkours around the house. Sometimes he gets sleepy earlier than me.

Several times Edward asked her, she would answer seriously, "All cats are like this."

Edward walked into the bathroom quietly and cast a soundproofing spell to make it easier for him to wash. But when he returned to the bedroom, he saw Lilith sitting at the head of the bed, squinting her eyes and looking sleepy.

"You're back, Edward."

She yawned, "It's so late~"

Edward walked over and hugged her in his arms, "Lilith, I have just avenged you~"

Lilith's eyes widened a little, she slowly climbed onto Edward's shoulders, patted his head with her little paw pad and whispered softly: "Thank you for your hard work~"