Chapter 209 - Chapter 209: Chapter 199: One Against Three (2/2)

“Long live Lord Chris!”

“We won!”

“Hahahahaha!”

The members of the Fischer family all cheered and jumped for joy, and then Theo immediately began to organize the crew to salvage the sailors and items that had fallen into the water, while Vanessa took charge of organizing a crew to repair the ship and treat the injured.

Chris, facing the sea breeze, took a deep breath, knowing clearly in his heart that there were actually not many among the Extraordinary Exponents below the Monarch Level who could threaten him now.

“Hmm…”

Among the people he knew, only Viscount Bast could be considered one, perhaps.

Undoubtedly, capturing the Priestess Cyan Blue of the Sea God Cult was a great achievement, and soon after, Chris found a Treasure-class mysterious rare artifact on her.

“Green Feather,” it looked like a cyan feather, but in reality, as long as the “Green Feather” had touched any trace of the target, it could automatically seek the enemy and drift slowly toward the location of the target, and the most impressive thing was that there was no limit on distance at all.

“This guy is a priest of the Sea God Cult?”

Before long, Theo and Vanessa both saw the middle-aged woman whose limbs had been cut off and who was unconscious from the severe blood loss, Chris nodded calmly.

He did all this effortlessly, as though he had just caught a chicken instead of a high-level Transmutation powerful expert, a priest who ruled over a faction of the Sea God Cult.

Theo felt reassured for the Fischer family to have such a powerful warrior, and Vanessa, seeing Chris uninjured, sighed in relief.

Vanessa stared at the unconscious Priestess Cyan Blue and said solemnly,

“It was this person who came to kill us… It’s strange, they seemed to know our shipping route in advance, the timing is a bit too coincidental.”

Theo also felt that this was the case and nodded slightly, saying calmly, “Perhaps someone leaked the information about the route. After we clean up the aftermath, we need to question this person, as well as the other captives, and by comparing their statements we will know the truth.”

Several hours later, after the interrogation was done, they learned of an astonishing piece of news!

The Priestess Cyan Blue had actually been commissioned by the Spirit Communicator of Radiance Island to intercept them. According to the agreement, they would take the money and resources the Fischer family had gained through trade, with the Sea God Cult obtaining thirty percent of the profits and the Spirit Communicator taking the other seventy percent.

Even after the attack and plunder, the Priestess Cyan Blue was instructed by the Spirit Communicator to deliberately leave one ship for the Fischer family to report back, not affecting the subsequent business between the Spirit Communicator and the Fischer family at all.

Vanessa was shocked and said with her eyes wide open,

“I really didn’t expect that these people overseas would be so greedy and brutal! Their moral bottom line is even lower than that of the nobles on the continent!”

Theo hadn’t expected it to be such a matter, but Chris was not very surprised.

Because, at the time, the Spirit Communicator had been too easy to talk to.

But considering the living environment of the residents on that island, the strict hierarchy, and the Spirit Communicator’s image, he was definitely not a kind and orderly being.

Overseas is a barbarous land with no moral bottom line, where almost everything is starkly about the survival of the fittest.

——

The fleet finally returned to the port of Nasir Town, and as the ships gradually docked, everyone couldn’t help cheering, with tears welling up in their eyes as they sang, touched that they were alive to return!

Many members of the Fischer family had come to the port to welcome them, and when Chris disembarked, he looked towards Byrne and the others who had come to greet him. He was about to ask about Darren’s matter when he felt that something was very wrong.

The atmosphere was unusually heavy, and everyone was looking at him as if there was some very important matter that also involved him.

“…”

Chris calmly approached Byrne and suddenly realized something, unable to help himself, he spoke up,

“Where’s my sister?”

He hadn’t seen his sister, who had returned to the family, after coming back from the sea—it was logically impossible!

Byrne took a deep sigh, said nothing, and Chris felt stunned as if struck by lightning.

So that was it.

He felt a heart-wrenching pain surge like never before. It was the greatest agony he had experienced in his life, even more so than if his limbs had been smashed to pieces.

Soon, everyone was shocked to see a scene they had never witnessed before, nor could have ever imagined.

Tears slowly trickled from Chris’s eyes.

His face was expressionless, yet he couldn’t stop crying, his body trembling slightly until he was tightly embraced by Vanessa, who was also crying.

“Chris, Chris…”

Vanessa was also someone Hospital Director Irene had watched grow up. To her, Irene was also the best sister, an irreplaceable family member.

Archibald in the welcoming team couldn’t help crying as well.

“Hospital Director Irene, she’s gone, and didn’t even get to see Chris for the last time… Damn it, why did it have to be this way?”

Theo sighed and asked, “Did Madam Irene return to the Lord’s embrace because her time had come?”

“No.”

Lilian stepped forward, shook her head in denial, and explained the events that had recently transpired to the stunned few.

“That’s how it was. I believe my aunt was happy in the end. She has returned to the Lord’s embrace, so we need not feel sad for her.”

Lilian truly felt that way, and she wasn’t afraid of death at all either because the great Lord of the Lost would surely take all of his devout followers.

“It’s the Meyer family again!”

After hearing the whole story, those who had returned with the fleet were filled with hatred. Everyone but Chris gritted their teeth with a desire to rush immediately to the front lines.

Only Chris remained silent, saying nothing, his cold eyes filled with a purest form of killing intent.