Pick~ Pick~

The sound of raindrops hitting the windows was a little quick.

The dots are connected into lines, and the lines are connected into surfaces. Finally, the entire window is covered. The wiper is started and the rainwater is scraped away and it continues to repeat.

The time to leave Moss Island was nearly a whole day ahead of schedule, as all passengers returned to the cabin.

The captain was unwilling to do it at first. He paid attention to his reputation in his career. If there are any mistakes and omissions, if the outside world knows about it, he will lose the guests.

People know that you are a captain who leaves without waiting for anyone, who dares to get on your boat?

But there are always exceptions, especially when a guest on the boat showed the wallets and their weapons from the other passengers, there was nothing to say, especially when there were a few people next to him who expressed that they had seen the bodies of those guys with their own eyes.

Waiting for the dead is not necessary, isn't it?

What's more, the two who killed people are by their side.

There are laws to control killing people at sea, but Demingham doesn't care about those who go out to board islands outside the waters managed by Demingham. The reason is very simple and I can't control it at all!

Whether it is the police station or the strange investigation bureau, they are aware of the situation in the overseas archipelago. Sometimes, when they attack each other, they may just dislike each other or make a meaningless argument, they will have to divide life and death. The body will be eaten by wild animals on the island within a few days. How can such cases be investigated or found?

Uh~hiss~

The short-haired woman was in a coma for more than an hour and her consciousness finally became clear. Anthony underestimated the mental power of a wizard. The physical scars did not affect her mental strength.

Even though she can't move yet.

“Where am I…”

After looking at the scene around her, it should be the cabin, not the lounge on the boat, but the captain's room. She was just lying on the chair behind the rudder, and a white cat squatted beside her.

When Finger saw the woman awake, he jumped from the cargo box beside him and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window next to the captain's room, stretching out his claws and slapped the glass, attracting Donald's attention.

"You finally woke up. What happened on Moss Island? Who are you? I saw a lot of your companions' bodies on the ground."

Donald wanted to inquire about the power behind this woman, so he kept waiting by her side. As for him and Anthony, they were leaning on the side of the ship outside, with backpacks and the like in the cabin. People had rainproof cloaks and were not afraid of being wet.

The woman glanced at Donald, didn't speak, but leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at the roof of the cabin. The sadness in her eyes was hard to hide.

"In fact, there is a reason for me to save you. This is what I found in you... You don't need to move, I didn't want to steal your stuff."

It was about to get ashore in a while. Donald didn't want to find the people of this sect to find nothing. He took out the ring he took off from the woman's finger. The latter cared very much about this object and struggled to take the thing back, so that Donald had to take the initiative to put the ring in her hand before continuing,

"Look at this, what my parents left me, and in their letters said that as long as I hold this ring, I can join you, I keep it until today."

The effect of indirect attacks was not great, so Donald could only go straight, take out the ring he carried with him, walked to the woman, and gave her a look.

"Golden Ring..."

Noting that this ring was obviously different from that in their hands, the woman finally spoke.

As for this "golden ring", Donald thought about it, not talking about its material, but about expressing a certain meaning it represents.

"In fact, if you don't have a ring that looks very similar to it, I will not save you at all. If possible, can you tell me about your situation?"

Noting that the expression on the woman's face was obviously relieved after she took out the ring, Donald knew that she had done it right.

"We were attacked by Norton's Spear, and everyone except me... all, dead... I deserve to die."

The woman glanced at the captain who was still at the helm in front of her, as if she was confirming his identity. Her tone was weak and hoarse, and she sounded like a stalemate.

Norton's Spear, Anthony is right, this organization has set its sights on these people.

"Then why do you appear on Moss Island? And there are so many people, can't you notice it?"

The combat power of a wizard and a group of wizards is not something that can be calculated by simply adding. The combination of different spells can often produce more powerful combat power.

And this group of wizards were destroyed on a small island of low intensity, and no other person's body was seen at the scene.

"This is a damn trap! Ahem... they must have found out that Bakins first found a mutated beast... let the beast kill him, and deliberately asked him to send a message in front of him or borrow his hand... sent a message to the sect for help, and then tricked us into this island. They came with us, that ship... that ship!"

The woman's intermittent words made Donald roughly understand the general situation of the incident.

The man who held the notes of the Black Clawed Mole that Donald and Anthony discovered was Baggins in the mouth of this woman. No matter how he knew that there was a Black Clawed Mole on this island, his actions should be monitored by Norton's Spear.

After the Norton Spear found that Baggins was going to sea alone, he immediately sent someone to follow him and came to Moss Island to find an opportunity to get rid of him with the help of the black-clawed mole. Perhaps in this matter, Norton Spear was not exposed. Out of his will to survive, Baggins sent a message of help to his sect. Or after Baggins' death, Norton Spear used some device he held to send a message of help.

In any case, the sect where Baggins was located received the message and sent a team to rescue him as soon as possible. As a result, he was completely trapped by Norton's Spear and they found an opportunity to assassinate on Moss Island.

If Donald hadn't had the accident, Norton's Spear would have been successful. Once these people died on Moss Island, when the sect discovered this, it would have been after the rainstorm week. By then, all traces had been destroyed by this primeval forest and storm, and there was no way to detect it.

"Why are the men of Norton's Spear chasing you?"

Donald realized that this sect was not as safe as he thought.

"......that power!"

The woman was silent for a long time and finally gave such an answer. Donald wanted to continue asking, but she closed her eyes and the meaning was clear.

So Donald left the cabin and returned to the side of the deck.

“How is the situation?”

Anthony wore a strange mask, not a strange appearance, but just an ordinary mask. The key is that the mask has some mechanical structures in the eyes and mouth, and some strange mechanical devices in the ears.

The rain hit the two lenses in front of the lens tubes that were about half finger long protruding in Anthony's eyes. When the rain accumulates to a certain extent, Anthony will press down a small mechanism in his ear. In just a blink of an eye, the lenses seemed to be replaced and renovated.

"I have the power of her... token. My parents have participated in the sect where she is, so I chose to save her before. They were deceived on Moss Island and were assassinated by Norton's Spear. They suffered heavy casualties. She said it was due to power. I don't quite understand... Is your mask a strange thing?"

Donald didn't wear goggles, his face was blown away, and he didn't want to enter the crew's rest cabin. The smell there was not as good as smelling the wind and rain outside.

"Mask? I asked someone to make it. You just came to Demingham not long ago. I don't know it's normal. The mechanical technology here is very developed. After I go back, I will introduce you to a place. He specializes in making these masks, which not only cover up the appearance, but also has many functions, such as the lens return and exchange. This is just a primary function. The lens barrel on some of his masks can even be enlarged and reduced, but the price is another level."

Anthony turned around and switched lenses several times in front of Donald, and the topic returned to the woman in the cabin.

"I heard people talk about Norton's Spear in the sea market. This organization often appears in assassination incidents of forces with each other. The woman in it should belong to a certain sect and said it was due to power. So I think it was her organization who provoked another organization to fight for some... status or something, assassination of each other is not a rare thing in Demingham."

Anthony, an old resident of Demingham, knows obviously more in some ways than Donald.

"Not common...assassination often?"

Donald stayed in Puston for nearly two months, reading newspapers every day, but never saw news about assassination.

"Yes, for example, in the previous whale oil industry, several large companies and forces competed for the priority development rights of this technology, and they fought hard. The fight here does not refer to anything, but real battles, whether it is business, politics, or private assassination. During that time, Demingham's newspaper and news agency were very happy. Every day when they wake up, there were big news waiting for them to report."

Demingham is not only far superior to Pston at the social level, but is very different in all aspects.

Here, major chambers of commerce, consortiums, and power organizations are no longer vassals of politics. They are participating in politics and using these networks of relationships to seek a profit cake for themselves in this commercial metropolis.

This is an inevitable development trend. Fighting for interests is often the most tragic struggle. If you want to get the best part, you naturally have to fight and grab it.

If you want to gain a foothold in Demingham, if you don’t have factions, support, relationship networks... and so on.
Chapter completed!