Chapter 301: A Script from the Playwright

Chapter 301: A Script from the Playwright

Ilya emphasized her tone: "Explain more clearly."

The person nodded and continued: "Ince Zangwill once encountered Nast, one of the Five Kings of the Sea, on the ocean. They had a great battle in the spirit world, but only Nast emerged from it."

"According to our investigation, Nast stole 008 at that time, but didn't announce it publicly. Only a few of his deputies knew about it."

"Our source of information comes from Nast's third mate, who can guarantee that Nast did indeed take 008 from Ince Zangwill."

Ilya fell silent. If it was confirmed that 008 had been taken from Ince Zangwill by Nast before arriving at Puning Port, then their investigation would need to change direction.

Their main purpose this time was to find the cause of Ince Zangwill's abnormality and to investigate the whereabouts of the sealed item 008. 

Between these two tasks, recovering 008 was the top priority.

The situation with Sharon and Hastur might be related to the Yellow Robed Monk organization, possibly involving the cause of Ince Zangwill's abnormality.

After some consideration, Ilya made a decision. If this information was verified, she would lead two Red Glove members to set sail and search for Nast and 008.

The other Red Glove members would remain in Puning Port to continue investigating the lead involving Sharon and Hastur.

"I would like to go to sea to search for 008, if Ms. Ilya would allow this selfish request," said Leonard.

He volunteered to leave Puning Port for the sea, taking on a relatively dangerous and unpredictable mission.

Ilya looked at him in surprise, "Are you close friends with Hastur?"

"He was the first friend I made in Backlund."

"Alright, you can come with me to sea," Ilya granted Leonard's small indulgence.

Not wanting to personally investigate his good friend, choosing instead to voluntarily undertake a more dangerous and unknown mission out of loyalty - this choice made Leonard's entire image radiate with glory.

Faced with the admiring gazes from the Red Glove team members, Leonard stood silently like a warrior statue, his eyes full of determination.

Back in his room, lying on the bed, Leonard began frantically calling for the old man to chat.

"Old man, do you think I'm stupid? It would clearly be safer to stay in Puning Port, but I chose to leave here and go to the vast sea to search for some King of the Five Seas."

"That's the sea we're talking about, and the King of the Five Seas! How did I make such an impulsive decision?"

"Sigh, Hastur, you've really gotten me into trouble. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to suffer this injustice."

Leonard kept complaining, but there wasn't much regret in his heart.

He didn't have many friends, and Hastur was the first friend he made after coming to Backlund. They had even gone through the Witch incident together, and he cherished this friendship.

He really didn't want to face Hastur as an interrogator for a second time, so it was better to find an excuse to leave.

"Old man, why aren't you saying anything?"

"..."

"Do you also think my decision was too foolish?" Leonard became a bit anxious.

After a long while, a faint sigh finally came from deep within his heart.

"I was actually going to praise you for this decisive choice, as you rarely show signs of having intelligence. But it seems I thought too much."

"..."

This time it was Leonard's turn to be silent. Something about those words didn't seem right. Did the old man mean that he approved of this decision and was even planning to praise him, but Leonard's constant complaining shattered the old man's illusion?

He cleared his throat and said, "Old man, you misunderstood. I was just talking casually earlier. I made this decision after careful consideration, not to avoid anything."

"Do you even believe that yourself?"

Leonard was momentarily speechless, then asked, "Old man, why did you think it was better to leave this place?"

"Hehe, what do you think?"

The old man's voice faded, leaving Leonard alone lying on the bed lost in thought.

...

In an ordinary residence in Puning Port, Madam Lisa slowly put down the pen in her hand. It was a very ordinary quill pen that she had just bought on the street for 5 pence.

She didn't need an elaborate pen, nor did she need a pen with magical powers like 008. As long as it was a pen held in her hand, she could naturally write a script of fate.

Playwright - she used to like this sequence very much.

Of course, she still couldn't write a perfect script now, so she had to go out in person.

That little girl known as the Eye of the Goddess was a Sequence 3 extraordinary person. Given enough time, she would notice that she was being influenced by some power and break free from the script.

Madam Lisa pushed open the door and walked down the street, heading towards the hotel at an unhurried pace. Arriving at the entrance, she glanced up slightly, then went up to the second floor via the stairs.

She passed by each room, pausing for two or three seconds when passing Ilya's room, then returned via the stairs the way she came.

"Oh, aren't you Madam Lisa who was still writing books late at night in Hastur Castle?" a voice suddenly called out to her.

Madam Lisa turned her head to look, a kind smile on her face as she nodded and said, "I came here to buy a few good quill pens."

Leonard sighed with emotion, "That's wonderful. When I'm old, I also plan to write some books for myself."

"Writing books is a very interesting thing. If you need any help in this area, you can come find me."

"I'm afraid it would trouble you."

"It's no trouble, you're a friend of the Count." Madam Lisa deliberately changed her wording.

After chatting briefly about how to write books, Madam Lisa took a deep look at Leonard before leaving, "If you need help in other areas, you can also come find me."

"Thank you for your kindness. If I need anything, I'll certainly come bother you."

After watching Madam Lisa disappear into the crowd, Leonard sighed with emotion, "What a warm and energetic old lady. At that age, she can still persist in writing late at night. Those authors who only write two or three chapters a day should really feel ashamed."

Returning to the hotel, Leonard went up to the second floor. Just as he was about to return to his room to rest, Ms. Ilya's door opened.

Leonard walked over to greet her. Ilya nodded slightly, "We'll set sail tomorrow. If you need to prepare anything, you can get it ready today."

Curious about this, Leonard asked, "Has it been confirmed that 008 is in the hands of the King of the Five Seas?"

"Yes, we should set off early so we can return to Backlund sooner."

"Alright, I'll go prepare now."

Leonard went down the stairs again to buy some necessities from the shops on both sides of the street.

This sea voyage - who knew how long they would be at sea? It was better to stock up on supplies to avoid having to eat fish every day.

After bustling about for most of the day, it wasn't until after 9 PM that Leonard returned with a large bag of items, ending today's shopping.

After taking a bath first, Leonard lay comfortably on the bed. After resting for a while, he called out in his heart, "Old man, you've been very quiet today."

"Hmph."

"Old man, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

"People without hearts or lungs are always happier."

"Hey, old man, I'm showing concern for you. Why are you suddenly attacking me personally?"

"I'm just stating facts."

Leonard was already used to the old man's tone and couldn't be bothered to argue. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Old man, do you really think 008 is in the hands of Nast, the King of the Five Seas? I feel like something's not right about this."

"If someone wants 008 to be in his hands, then it naturally should be in his hands."

"Old man, why do you always speak in riddles?"

Leonard grumbled dissatisfied, but no one answered him again.

At around 7 AM the next day, Leonard and another team member followed Ilya to set sail.

As the ship gradually disappeared on the horizon, Madam Lisa withdrew her gaze and closed the window facing the sea.

...

At the castle, Hastur was also having people pack up. He planned to settle in Puning Port for a while to properly reorganize the navy of the three ports.

After returning, Madam Lisa went straight to the study to see Hastur.

"Is it done?"

"Some of them have already set sail to search for 008. Your friend is among them."

Hastur raised an eyebrow and asked, "Was this also your arrangement?"

"No, it was his own choice."

"It seems he doesn't want to stay here and face me." Hastur smiled, in a fairly good mood.

Madam Lisa said uncertainly, "There seems to be something inside him that can interfere with fate, or perhaps he's been parasitized by a powerful extraordinary being."

Hastur asked curiously, "Can you see through the secrets on Leonard?"

"I can guess roughly what it is. We were very close, and I'm quite sensitive to unusual fate fluctuations, especially abilities related to parasitism and theft."

Hastur waved his hand and said, "You don't need to intervene in this matter. Just pretend nothing happened."

Madam Lisa didn't say anything more and quietly left the study.

(End of chapter)