Chapter 1137 (1/2)

Chapter 1137: 352. Free Fate Writing

Noland Lee sat in a chair made of bones, his body swaying slightly with the bone boat.

He feigned examining the items he carried, rummaging through his robe pocket with his head bowed.

This pocket with storage space could hold about five cubic meters.

Noland Lee pretended he didn’t know the pocket contained the Queen’s handwritten contract.

He searched it thoroughly from top to bottom, going through all things within.

From the personal belongings of the Sea Monster Emissary to the items needed for practicing deep sea magic, all the way to the casting materials.

Finally, when the Metal Box that held the contract came into view, Noland Lee let out a silent “huh” in his heart, feigning confusion to draw the attention of the Assassin Angel.

When he opened the Metal Box and saw the Contract inside, a subtle look of surprise appeared on his face, but it didn’t attract any attention of the Undead Guards.

“Your Excellency, this appears to be a personal letter from the Sea Monster Queen.”

Noland Lee opened the Contract inside the pocket, peering into the pocket through the opening, and his gaze swept back and forth over the letter, focusing on the signature.

The Assassin Angel’s ring emitted an invisible fluctuation that burrowed into the robe pocket, moving along the surface of the Letter Paper.

About ten seconds later, the Assassin Angel spoke,

“Indeed, it is the Sea Monster Queen’s handwritten Magic Contract, along with an Order Book personally written by the Queen. The Order Book states this is the Queen’s last attempt to seek an alliance with the Undead Cult, and the Sea Monster Emissary must bring this Contract, making the greatest effort to get the Undead Cult to agree to the terms within.”

“This Contract came at just the right moment, but…”

The Assassin Angel fell silent, his tone devoid of any trace of excitement—as his emotions were always minimal.

Noland Lee felt that the Assassin Angel seemed concerned about some factor, just as “a pillow presented to one who is dozing isn’t necessarily a good thing.”

Upon reflection, Noland Lee couldn’t deduce the reason.

As someone educated in a society with information, he thought the appearance of the needed Contract in his pocket should be just a simple matter of happenstance concealing inevitability.

Look, the Sea Monster Queen had sent emissaries to contact the Undead Cult multiple times, only to be turned away by Friar Luo Fei with various excuses.

After several repeated visits, the Sea Monster Queen naturally would feel her dignity compromised and her patience run out.

Consequently, there arose a visit by an emissary bearing the Magic Contract Book.

All this might make sense.

But what was the Assassin Angel worried about?

Noland Lee pondered deeply.

Gradually, he too sensed something amiss, as if he were overlooking some vital detail.

An emissary sent on a mission to seek an alliance.

Noland Lee’s pupils dilated slightly.