ge, hatred burning within them, as if it could consume the entire world.Even if Ranch wants to play special mechanics, a single card is not enough to form a system.Even limit feedback requires at leas...Chapter 241: Ranchi just has a strong sense of business.

In the cabin, only Lance remained sitting by the bed.

"Where are you, Huberley"

Feeling the slight rocking of the boat and recalling his recent tribulations at sea, Lance couldn't help but sigh.

It was a fun month traveling with her, but suddenly a magical storm that covered the sky appeared over the sea and swallowed the ship they were on.

At a moment when Lancy was idly contemplating nothing in particular, the shadow beneath his feet suddenly quivered and morphed, like a small black cat emerging from ripples in a pool of ink. It nimbly leaped onto Lancy's leg and stared at him with eyes as bright as the night sky.

"It's probably the Dimensional Bishop and the Destruction Bishop fighting over there by the sea. Their battle reacted with the natural magical disasters in the ocean, causing a ripple effect here."

The cat boss said.

It's hard to describe if this is a natural disaster or man-made, because the Cardinal of the Resurrection Church has always been called a human disaster.

Lacking in personal strength, I was unfortunately affected and have nowhere to appeal for justice.

No one dares to stop the bishops from fighting. Those who are not strong enough go and die. Those who are strong enough to intervene risk being attacked by two bishops.

All countries would rather see the two cardinals fight to a standstill and just let them at it.

The result triggered a butterfly effect, blowing it over to the sea side.

"Lanchi Meow, I told you to follow me."

The cat boss looked proud, wagging his tail with satisfaction.

It floated with Rance on the sea using telekinetic magic for a long time before finally finding a ship that was sailing.

"I now acknowledge you as the strongest at the seventh level."

Lan Qi patted the little black cat's head.

The Cat Lord, who was originally considered a disgrace by everyone in the seventh rank, turned out to be so convenient during his home travel. There is no stronger seventh-rank mascot than him.

How is Hubertian Meow doing

The cat boss worriedly bumped into Lancy's palm.

“The distance is too great, and I can’t communicate with the Great Love Poet with clarity. However, based on the emotions the Great Love Poet tried to convey last time, they should be doing better than us.”

Lan Qi closed his eyes, as if sensing something in his heart for a while. Finally, he shook his head and pondered.

When the ship wrecked, he and Huberlia were both swept away by a tidal wave of swirling currents.

Not only have the two of them deviated from their normal flight paths, but they are probably also getting farther and farther apart now.

However, fortunately, during the travels, every night the Great Love Poet and Huberlian shared a room. The Great Love Poet was also always on Huberlian.

As long as Hugh Berlian summoned the Great Poet, Lanci could sense her general location.

"Lancer, pick it up! We gotta work hard to find Huberlian Meow."

The cat boss raised his paw and patted Ranchi, cheering him on.

Although Lanche said not to worry about Huberlian, the cat boss felt that Huberlian was absent. Lanche should miss him a little bit, and hoped he could adjust as soon as possible.

Lance heard this and nodded seriously.

"Since things have come to this, I can only establish a small foothold in the Protoss Empire and then find Hephalius to complete our research mission together. This vacation looks like it's going to be very fulfilling."

Ranchi emphasizes an optimistic perspective. Sometimes, it's not that the road has come to an end, but rather that it's time to turn. The path lies beneath your feet and even more so in your heart. When your heart follows the path, your journey becomes wider. Learning to turn is also a wisdom of life, because setbacks are often turning points, and crises can simultaneously be opportunities.

The changes brought about by this maritime disaster are nothing more than my own struggle before reuniting with Huberly, to create a good environment and travel capital for her.

"Meow."

The cat boss was stunned.

It thought that Ranch at this time, might still be like a normal boy, slightly sentimental, which would make the cat feel more at ease.

Hubberley seems to be most afraid of Ranch's sudden business acumen.

She also entrusted the cat owner, saying that she and Lance were after all a man and a woman, unable to watch him at all times. Sometimes, she begged the cat owner to please keep an eye on him and not let him run amok.

But it was always listening to Huberlyan and Tatta's everyday conversations.

I've never seen anyone evolve as quickly in a new environment as Ranch.

I think Huberlyan and Tata are exaggerating. There's no such thing as mystical nonsense. If he had that kind of talent, he would have been the headmaster of Ictereus Academy ages ago

"That ranch, you're doing great meow. I hope by following you, I can also live a little better."

The cat boss nodded seriously.

He wanted to see what kind of business acumen Ranch had, he'd been curious for ages.

Don't worry, I won't let you suffer in the slightest.

Lance smiled and patted the cat to reassure it.

……

The next morning.

The endless sea surface, with waves rolling and crashing.

On deck, Lord Francis stood gazing out at the sea, lost in thought.

He silently took a cigarette box from his pocket, inserted a cigarette into his mouth. The secretary beside him quickly stepped closer half a step, one hand blocking the wind, and the other hand lit a cigarette for the master.

"Will we be able to reach Liloma City tonight"

After a moment's pause, Sir Francis turned his head to the secretary beside him.

"Yes, master."

The secretary nodded respectfully.

Lord Francis, upon hearing this, simply stood at the railing of the deck, letting the sea breeze blow through his hair.

After going back, there were still a lot of things to do, and the city-state was still plagued by those troublesome nobles. He had to deal with them. Just thinking about it made him feel like lighting a cigarette was a rare moment of leisure right now.

Several minutes passed.

Francis, who had been standing by the railing, was about to return to his cabin to work when he suddenly saw the boatswain jump down from the crow's nest.

"Sir Francis, over there."

As the sailor's voice echoed, Sir Francis raised the telescope the sailor handed him and looked towards the distant point the sailor had indicated.

In that direction, a faint outline of a merchant ship appeared.

Very soon.

This ship's shadow gradually caught the attention of the sailors. It was a small merchant ship that had set sail from the city of Liloma.

Facing the imminent convergence of two ships, Francis and their crew altered course without hesitation to avoid a possible collision.

As a result, the small merchant ship immediately changed course, as if it were coming to find them.

From the gestures of the figure on the bow, it looked like they were signaling for help.

It's normal for a boat to have problems after such a storm yesterday.

But Sir Francis frowned.

"Aren't they driving too fast"

Lord Francis murmured.

According to common sense, at this speed, there shouldn't be much cargo on board at all.

On the contrary, at this distance, their heavily laden ship could hardly avoid or get away from that small boat.

"Keep everyone on alert and ascertain the other party's intentions."

Lord Francis immediately ordered.

Formerly, in the near seas of the Protoss Empire, almost no one dared to plot against it. Any pirates would be wiped out by the Imperial Army dispatched from the province at the first opportunity.

Not long after, the two ships gradually shortened the distance between them and finally stopped side by side.

Lord Francis did not have a makeshift gangplank erected on deck.

However.

At that moment, a swarm of silver-robed figures surged from the small merchant vessel like an unstoppable barrage, leaping and charging onto the ship!

"He is a member of the Resurrection sect!"

"Charge!"

A brawl erupted on deck immediately!

(End of chapter)

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