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Chapter 345

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The scar-faced man followed behind Angor, trembling in fear.

It was not a long journey, but for the scar-faced man, it was the longest he had ever walked in his life.

During this silent journey, the knife-scarred man imagined all the possible outcomes of his future. Most of them were bleak endings. In the end, he would either die as cannon fodder or become a corpse in the wilderness that would not be able to cause any waves.

It was only a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity to the scar-faced man. In his mind, he had "died" countless times in different ways.

The scar-faced man's imagination was probably the best among all the people Angor had ever met. Before Angor could organize his thoughts, the scar-faced man suddenly knelt on the ground and began sobbing.

The man begged for mercy. Angor was puzzled for a while before he figured out what the man was thinking from his stuttering words.

Angor did not know whether to laugh or cry. But since the scar-faced man was so afraid of death, Angor decided to beat him at his own game. "I can consider not killing you, but I have something I need you to do. If you can do it honestly, I'll spare your life. Otherwise … "

Angor did not finish his words, but the scar-faced man understood what he meant. He quickly nodded. "I'll do it. As long as it's within my power, I'll do my best!"

The scar-faced man was not a kind man, so it was normal that he thought Angor would kill him. However, if Angor needed him to do something, he would say, "I won't kill him for now."

As long as he did not die, there was still hope.

"Get up. I have something to ask you." A greasy fat man with tears and snot all over his face, kneeling on the ground and sobbing … Angor did not like this at all.

After the scar-faced man wiped his face with his clothes, Angor asked in a plain voice, "What's your name?"

The scar-faced man lowered his head and answered respectfully, "I'm Baal Farker. You can call me Baal, sir."

Angor walked forward while asking, "I need to know everything about this city, this country, and other neighboring countries."

Barr was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused as to why he would ask about this, but he didn't dare to express it. He racked his brain to recall the information he knew.

"Milord, this is the Boya Gulf. The Boya Sea is the largest inland sea in Zeal Dominion, connected to the Ocean of Paradise thousands of miles away."

So it wasn't an inland lake, but an inland sea? As for Baal's "Paradise Sea", he couldn't think of a place near the Fey Continent called that. All he knew was the Devil's Sea. He had passed through it when he was traveling from the Old Earth to the Fey Continent.

Was he not on the Fey Continent?

"The city up ahead is an important economic hub for Zeal Dominion. It's called Water Grasse, which means' the pearl embedded in the sea '. It's currently under the control of House Griffin, one of the nine pillars of the dominion. The current head of House Griffin is Count Leonrick, the father of the woman in the carriage."

Barr noticed that Angor's expression did not change at all. So this man really had nothing to do with the Griffin Clan.

Barr continued, "Water Grasse is a trading city that accommodates merchants from all over the world. But it's also a place where raw materials are exported."

Barr carefully observed Angor's expression as he spoke. He noticed that Angor didn't seem to care about the details. Instead, he paid more attention to the location and the neighboring countries. So, Barr began to filter his information.

When they were about to reach the city gate of Water Grasse, Angor finally stopped Barr from talking.

As Angor expected, Baal was a local tyrant who knew a lot about this place. What surprised Angor was that Baal seemed to know a lot about international affairs. Baal also knew a lot about the conflicts between major countries, which surprised Angor a lot.

Angor tried to organize the information he learned.

This country was called Zeal Dominion. It was a young and lively country that only existed for nine hundred years. Among all the neighboring countries, it was the most peaceful and neutral one. They were currently in Water Grasse, the second-largest city of Zeal Dominion, which was also the center of trade and economy.

Zeal Dominion bordered two countries by land and an island nation by sea. However, Angor had never heard of any of these countries before. Barr could not tell if the continent they were on was the Fey Continent or not.

The Fey Continent was too big, and he didn't pay attention to the map of the Fey Continent.

It seemed he had to ask the "Magician" Barr mentioned.

According to Barr, most people in Water Grasse were mortals who had never seen a supernatural world in their lives. As a member of the dark side of Water Grasse, Barr only heard rumors about supernatural beings. He never saw one before. "Magician" was the only supernatural Barr knew about. He didn't know where he came from. He only contacted Barr to kidnap Leonrick's daughter, Margot.

As for why "Magician" wanted to kidnap Margot, Barr had no idea. He only lent Angor an "Illusion Ring" and left.

According to Barr, "Magician" was wearing a silver mask that covered half of his face. Angor couldn't tell how old he was. However, the man had a violent personality and would go on a killing spree at the slightest provocation. Several of Barr's minions were chopped in half by "Magician".

Yes, Barr said "chopped" with a knife. Angor carefully analyzed the situation. The magician was probably a low-leveled apprentice, and his tricks were too immature. There was no way he was a real wizard.

As long as he wasn't a wizard, Angor wasn't worried. Even if he couldn't defeat the man, he still had Toby. If Toby couldn't win, he could run. And if he couldn't escape, he could use his parasites. He had two Parasites in his Nightmare Domain. Even wizards would fall prey to them if they were careless, let alone a low-level apprentice.

Angor decided to meet "Magician" in person. Perhaps he could get some useful information from him.



Water Grasse's city gate wasn't surrounded by walls like the one in Dark Sovereign City. Instead, it looked more like a toll booth.

There were such "gates" not only on land, but also on the Boya Sea.

Their main job was to provide temporary permits for outsiders. Temporary permits that could be obtained with money would allow one to stay in Water Grasse for a short time. If one wanted to stay here longer, he or she would have to apply for a residence permit at the city hall.

With a gray organization like Barr around, Angor didn't have to worry about that.

He simply lowered his top hat, activated the effect of Infinite Reticence, and quietly blended into the crowd.

Water Grasse was more prosperous than he had imagined. Compared to the fierce Low-Asians in Midnight Sovereign, Water Grasse was much more peaceful and down-to-earth.

Most of the people he met along the way were peaceful. Occasionally, he saw some well-fed stray cats. There was not much trash on the streets either. Judging from these details, Angor could tell that the people in Water Grasse lived a good life, and the people who ruled the city were not corrupt.

Following Barr's lead, Angor arrived at a place that looked like a dock but was actually a public bus station. There were many boats of various styles parked here.

"I have a house near the bay area. If you don't mind, sir, you can stay there for the time being." Barr revealed a proud look when he mentioned "bay area".

Just like every city, there were bustling areas, commercial streets, political centers, wealthy districts, and slums. Water Grasse also had its own prosperous district, which was called the bay area.

The bay area wasn't located on land. It was located on the Boya Sea.

Angor once watched a movie on his hologram tablet and learned that there was a famous floating city called Venice on Earth. Water Grasse's bay area looked just like Venice.

The bay area was located on the Boya Sea, but it was much more prosperous than the land. He looked around and saw luxurious skyscrapers, shops, and waterways running through the area.

Sitting on a small boat, not only did it have a different style, it was also quite comfortable.

Angor sat on a small boat that looked like a crescent moon. He enjoyed the salty sea breeze and slowly sailed into the bay area.



At the same time, in the center of Water Grasse, a middle-aged man wearing a blue and white robe entered a building with countless white medical flags.

"Sir Count, you're here." A silver-haired old man in a gentleman's suit greeted him.

If Angor was here, he would recognize this man as the coachman he met on the way. The count he was referring to was none other than the current ruler of Water Grasse, Leonrick.

"I heard Margot was attacked by the Cyclops Brotherhood? How dare they! Barr must have a death wish! " Leonrick yelled and quickly put on a worried look. "Is Margot alright?"

"Miss, she's fine. She got some scratches when she fell from the carriage, but —" Leonrick saw Margot before the old man could finish. Margot was not in her room. Instead, she was sitting in the main hall of the medical center with a roll of bandages in her hand. No one knew what she was thinking.

When Leonrick rushed over, Margot finally regained her senses. Maybe it was because she finally saw her loved one, but she still looked calm. Margot's calm expression suddenly changed. She hugged Leonrick and began to cry loudly.

Leonrick patted him on the back to comfort him, but after a while, he realized that something was wrong.

No matter how hard Margot cried, she couldn't make a sound.

"Don't scare me, Margot. What's wrong? Say something. "

Margot's face was blurred by her tears, but she still couldn't speak. She kept shaking her head.

"Sulu, didn't you say Margot was only scratched? He can't even speak now! What's going on?! "Leonrick glared at the silver-haired old man.

Sulu sighed. "It's not the Cyclops Brotherhood's fault that Miss Margot can't talk. It's because … we met an unusual young man."

"Unusual young man?"

"I suspect that young man … is the legendary magus."

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