Chapter 125: Reputation Continues to Decline
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Compared to Jiang Qiao’s ability to quickly reach New Zealand by riding a manta ray, Elysia’s side didn’t have such freedom.
They could only honestly take a ship there — they couldn’t even seek help from Schicksal or Anti-Entropy.
As an S-rank Valkyrie, Rita could use her connections to requisition a transport ship if she wanted to, but once she used Schicksal’s connections, it would definitely attract Otto’s attention.
After all, Rita herself served as his eyes. Although thanks to Jiang Qiao’s efforts, she had been more or less turned and wouldn’t actively leak their whereabouts, this didn’t an Otto was foolish enough not to investigate.
If there was no connection to begin with, it would be fine, but the mont Schicksal forces were mobilized, that Overseer would probably turn his attention their way. At that ti, not only would Elysia’s 【K423】 body receive focused attention, but the Oceania branch would definitely beco alert, which would in turn alarm Cocolia and World Serpent.
The sa logic applied to Anti-Entropy connections.
Once they alerted the enemy, given Gray Serpent and Cocolia’s cunning, it would be fine if they just ran away, but if they were cornered like rabid dogs, there was no telling what they might do — after all, that vixen Cocolia had already gone mad enough to place Honkai energy reactors throughout Nagazora City and attempt to detonate them.
— So, they had to travel to New Zealand in a way that avoided the attention of World Serpent and Anti-Entropy as much as possible.
“Mm, delicious~ So delicious~”
Although the ship they were on couldn’t be called a luxury cruise, the company that Miss Dodo had contacted dared to operate routes from the Far East to New Zealand despite extre weather conditions, so their capabilities were naturally not weak.
At least regarding the food, the white-haired fluffball holding a chicken leg in one hand and a crab in the other, chewing away with gusto, was eating quite happily.
It was just that her crude appearance made other passengers couldn’t help but gossip, vaguely saying — how could such a handso young man eat like he was a starving ghost reincarnated?
Even the 【Kiana】 beside the white-haired fluffball — Elysia’s reputation was continuously declining as well.
Because they were together, the white-haired fluffball’s starving ghost performance would also lead people to speculate about “abuse.”
“…”
Miss Elf, experiencing this kind of treatnt for the first ti, propped up her cheeks, her face sowhat dark.
She puffed out her cheeks looking at the 【Jiang Qiao】 beside her who was constantly damaging her reputation. Although she would feel a kind of satisfaction from getting revenge, she was more annoyed.
She had wanted to personally handle the matter of damaging bad Jiang Qiao’s reputation!
But her previous thods didn’t seem very effective.
Why… why is your effect so obvious!
Besides the sense of frustration, there was also indignation… this idiot wasn’t just damaging bad Jiang Qiao’s reputation, but her own as well!
Elysia was so angry! She could barely eat!
Watching the white-haired fluffball eat more and more enthusiastically, Miss Fatty actually lost her appetite, propping up her cheeks and taking a big bite of the french fries that Miss Maid handed over.
Mm~ delicious.
Rita, who was conducting a feeding play, smiled as she watched the white-haired girl eat the french fries, feeling a sense of satisfaction in her heart.
As expected of Durandal’s sister, even the way she eats is so cute~
And if it were Durandal herself, she wouldn’t have the chance to play like this.
Sigh… it would be nice if Durandal could be this obedient soday.
The maid, who was an S at heart, thought this way, and her fantasies had already positioned Durandal in eighteen different poses — though before that, perhaps she could try positioning Kiana in eighteen different poses first?
Sensing that eager gaze, Miss Elf, who had been peacefully accepting the feeding play, felt a chill down her back, but had no idea where the crisis was coming from.
Subconsciously, Elysia moved slightly farther away from Rita, then asked a concerned question:
“How long will it take us to reach New Zealand?”
Rita, asked about a serious matter, fell into thought.
As a Schicksal Valkyrie, she mostly traveled by transport ships, and even for normal transportation, she at least used planes. Rita really wasn’t too clear about ships.
“About a week.”
The milky-flavored voice sounded. Bronya, wearing casual clothes, spoke without emotion in her tone, but with complete certainty.
As Cocolia’s daughter, although she was also the type who traveled more by air than sea, Ducky paid attention to more things.
“This cruise ship is a relatively advanced type. Under normal circumstances, it would only take about 3-4 days from Nagazora City to New Zealand, but the sea conditions haven’t been too good recently, so it will take longer.”
As she spoke, a route map appeared on the tablet she projected.
—Departing from the Far East region, then going south along Shenzhou to refuel in Singapore, and finally sailing toward Oceania, composed of New Zealand and Australia.
That part was also the most difficult part of this voyage.
“…A week, huh.”
Propping up her cheeks and looking at the sea chart on the tablet, Elysia’s gaze followed the map downward, inadvertently passing over a certain sea area in the Guangdong region of Shenzhou, but quickly overlooked it.
…I wonder what bad Jiang Qiao is doing right now?
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Dark alleys always tend to breed malice and violence, and this point seems to never change no matter where you go.
New Zealand was no exception.
Even from a certain perspective, New Zealand’s public security couldn’t be called good at all, since its neighbor was the Mu Continent.
Although it was far from the infamous, notorious Twilight Street, it definitely didn’t lack the taste of freedom.
Just like now—
A group of fierce-looking thugs were cornering a young man in an alley, their hands holding various weapons filled with violent aura.
“Heh heh, you really like playing hero, don’t you, kid?”
The lead thug looked at the young man wearing a half-mask and cape, his scarred face showing a ferocious expression.
— To be honest, for them, targeting such a brat was completely aningless, since they couldn’t squeeze any profit from this kind of kid.
But this kid was really too annoying.
Wearing a broken mask and a broken cape, he was often active in the alleys helping persecuted citizens — disrupting their business, and with so real skills, one or two thugs really couldn’t handle this kid.
Well, today they finally managed to corner him.
“Wearing a broken mask and thinking you’re a hero, ddling in other people’s business without knowing your place.”
“Hero, hah!”
The thug leader spat and sneered mockingly:
“Will any so-called hero co to save you now?”
The young man lowered his head.
But the next mont, a voice as sweet and lively as silver bells rang out in the alley—
“There might not be a hero, but there is an elf here, you know?”
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