Chapter 92 (1/2)

“Ask the sea beasts? That’s a good idea. Unfortunately, I’m not a summoner nor a druid. I am a man as clean as the wind.” Camille regretted resentfully. “So I can’t understand those crude sea beasts’ language.”

Summoner? Druid? A thought flashed through her mind. If they had somebody who could communicate with the sea beasts, then the situation would be resolved easily. However, currently, the people of Placid Waters were nervously running or hiding. How could anyone with that ability be in this chaotic and dangerous place? What exactly were the sea beasts looking for?

“If you still can’t think of a method, then the people from the Temple of Light are going to come. Haha, Reverand Hill, how are you, venerable one, here? Please return with us to the temple.” Camille’s gentle voice carried a trace of weird feeling that couldn’t be described. This guy had actually started talking in the manner of the people from the Temple of Light. With those words coming out of his mouth, it was completely sarcastic.

Claire rolled her eyes. It wasn’t like it was her who wanted the title of bishop, but that old fox, the pope, who had forced it onto her before so many people’s eyes.

“I also want to quickly fix the problem so we can continue our journey!” Claire said unhappily, then got out all the magic puppets that Emery had given her from her bag. There was a bird, a mouse, and a fish. One could fly in the sky, the other ran on land, and the last one swam underwater. Everything had been covered.

“Use these to scout?” Camille was a little interested seeing the puppets Claire had gotten out.

“Yes.” Claire nodded. Next, she infused magic into the magic puppets in her hands, then fished out a small crystal ball to view. The crystal ball split into three levels with three different viewpoints showing everything that the puppets had just seen.

“A little interesting.” Camille stroked his chin, a brow raised.

But Claire didn’t hold any high hopes. It was probably going to be difficult to find what the sea beasts were looking for. Perhaps it was because some kind of treasure the sea beasts cared about was snatched away by humans that they were so crazy.

Camille squinted at the crystal ball without a word.

Suddenly, the bottom area of the crystal ball changed. In a dark and damp place, a pair of eyes filled with hope flashed by, followed by the bottom area turning back into how it originally looked.

“What is this?” Camille’s keen senses caught the abnormality.

“The magic power ran out, so the magic puppet is returning the way it came.” Claire’s expression changed slightly. Just then she had read those eyes clearly. The owner of the eyes discovered the magic puppet and wanted to send some information.

“Which magic puppet was it?” Camille was smiling as elegantly as before.

“The land mouse. That person was underground.” Claire frowned, pondering. Was it related? Was it related to the person who had just appeared within the crystal ball?

“Normally, all city lord castles have dungeons underneath.” Camille said faintly. After seeing Claire’s gaze shift to look towards him, he immediately shook his head. “Don’t expect me to help you scout for information, that place is filthy and moist. Also, you don’t have the time to deal with this.”

“What if the it’s related to the sea beasts’ attack?” Claire said quietly, looking at Camille.

“Could that coincidence actually happen?” Camille turned and said halfheartedly.

“Let’s go. Come and see with me, assassin king. Only someone with your skills can take up such a responsibility.” Claire said quietly. Camille immediately followed, smiling beautifully. “Oh, commander, please continue to praise me. Let’s go scout out what exactly is going on.”

“Your beauty is unmatched, your keen senses make me gasp in admiration, your graceful bearing…” Claire quietly said, expressionless as she continued to walk forward. Camille smiled, pleased, following closely from behind.

The two disappeared silently into the night.

Claire sighed. Camille who smiled brightly the entire day was actually the person most suitable to live within the darkness. The darkness was actually Camille’s world, his dominion. Bizarrely, it was clearly the first time Camille had come here, but he silently brought Claire with ease and almost routinely down to the dungeon, as if he had been there before.

The dark and moist dungeon smelled moldy, without any signs of human life. Then was the person in the crystal ball a prisoner that they hadn’t had enough time to evacuate? Without knowing exactly when the sea beasts were going to break through and submerge the city, normally, they would still evacuate all major criminals. Then was the person abandoned such a sinful criminal that it didn’t matter if they lived or died?