Chapter 290: Chapter 290 Proxy President Chapter 290: Chapter 290 Proxy President “Thank God, we’re finally saved!”
As soon as she got on board, Holly embraced her husband and sobbed loudly; the experiences of the past few days had been like a nightmare to her.
While drifting on the life raft at sea, Holly had controlled her emotions so as not to let her child beco too frightened.
Kant refrained from asking about what happened that night; so things could perhaps remain as if they never happened if not ntioned.
Roger didn’t know much about cruise ships, but the yacht they were on was luxuriously decorated and, judging by the crew’s conversations, it seed not to be open to the public.
“Ladies and gentlen, this is a private yacht, and most of its areas are off-limits. For the next few days, you can only stay in the lower level,”
a burly sailor explained to the group, “You may use the facilities in the common area at will, but the ship’s course is set, and we won’t be stopping on the way.”
The sailor seed a bit apologetic, “You can only disembark once we reach our destination.”
“There will be rescue personnel to handle the relevant procedures for you at that point.”
“Thank you so much!”
Kant kept nodding his head; his worldview had been shattered by the experiences of the past few days, and he was starting to doubt the reality of this world.
“Could you provide us with so clothes?”
When they boarded the life raft, they had discarded many non-essentials to make room for more food and fresh water on the boat.
After the monster died that night, the wooden structure of the entire ship broke apart completely, and the heavy tal plunged into the water.
After several warnings, everyone went to the lower-level area of the yacht. Although it was the lower level, the space here couldn’t compare to the small boat Kant had been on before.
Besides the dining area and rest quarters, there were even entertainnt facilities. Roger obtained a satellite phone and then, separating from the others, returned to his own room.
By his estimation, it had been seven days since he left New Moon City. He had no idea how far the situation in Bordeaux had progressed during this ti.
He dialed Henrik’s number, and after a few rings, the call connected.
“Hey, old friend, what’s up with you calling ?”
Henrik’s voice was flippant but familiar through the phone. Before Roger could respond, Henrik continued, “How have you been? Running all over the world lately?”
Roger quickly realized sothing and kept quiet. Sure enough, Henrik then babbled on about a bunch of nonsense.
After a while, when it seed to get quieter around him, Henrik’s voice beca more hushed through the phone, “Is that you?”
“Henrik.”
“Thank God, you’re still alive!”
Henrik’s voice could not hide his relief, “It’s been so long, where have you gone?”
“I thought sothing had happened to you.”
“I’m at sea right now, to be honest, I’m not sure of my exact location. How are things over at New Moon City?”
Next, Roger recounted his experience from that day, omitting so of the details to make the story seem plausible.
“Abraham has escaped!”
Henrik’s words carried a tone of frustration, “After leaving that estate, I received a call from Mr. Sean as soon as I returned to Bordeaux City.”
“After we agreed on a strategy, we entered New Moon City as quickly as possible. By that ti, the city had already started to beco unsettled, with several beams of light shooting up into the sky.”
“It seems like they planned to release sothing terrible.”
“The black fog!”
Roger thought of everything he had seen in the laboratory.
Henrik nodded, “The pathway you and Dickinson entered into New Moon City was partially destroyed, which affected the integrity of the entire ceremony, buying us crucial ti.”
“The entity released by Blake and his people didn’t pass through the portal into reality, but many in New Moon City were still affected.”
“Most died on the spot, while a small number transford physically into non-human monsters, and they beca highly aggressive.”
“Mr. Sean and I found Blake and his group. After a fierce battle, everyone was killed, and Blake was captured.”
“But just then, Abraham suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Mr. Sean engaged him in combat, with Abraham clearly having the upper hand, but he seed to have no desire to prolong the fight.”
“After bursting into the main hall and seemingly taking sothing, Mr. Sean chased after him. The two moved so quickly that by the ti I caught up, all that was left was a heavily injured Sean.”
“He told Abraham had hidden a passage, and he escaped New Moon City through that passage. I don’t know what they talked about, but Mr. Xian actually took the initiative to inquire about you.”
Hearing this, Roger’s heart skipped a beat. His identity was a big secret, and if Abraham had set him up before fleeing, Roger would likely face a lot of trouble upon his return to Bordeaux.
“What did he ask?” Roger was curious.
“Your origins, your strength…”
Henrik, however, was not surprised, “You’ve disrupted Abraham’s ceremony, maybe he badmouthed you on purpose.”
But he still cautioned Roger, “Don’t return to Bordeaux for the ti being. After the Abraham incident, the whole Hunters Sub-guild needs a cleanup.”
Henrik sighed, “No one knows how many people in the guild were once attached to Abraham. Under these circumstances, as soon as you co back, that guy will know imdiately!”
“We’ve found a clue; that guy is probably still in Arnia.”
“Even Mr. Sean was seriously injured; you cannot expect to have that kind of luck a second ti. That guy is a real madman, willing to do anything to achieve his goals.”
“Have you contacted anyone else besides ?”
“No.” Roger shook his head. Contacting Henrik was a well-considered decision.
“That’s good.” Henrik breathed a sigh of relief.
“I will keep your secret.”
“Stay in touch.”
“How are Amanda and Adeline doing?”
Just before hanging up, Roger suddenly asked.
“Adeline is all normal, she belongs to a different world from us; nothing that’s happened here has affected her.”
“As for Amanda…”
“I just contacted her not long ago, and she ntioned that, due to the New Moon City incident, their original Awakening Ceremony was forced to halt, from what she implied…”
“Ms. Margaret seems to be preparing to take everyone away from Bordeaux to conduct the Awakening Ceremony elsewhere.”
“They are leaving Bordeaux?”
“Where to?”
Henrik shook his head.
“I’m not sure about the specifics. After a while, when she’s completed the Awakening Ceremony, maybe you can ask her yourself.”
Henrik let out a wry laugh, “If she still wants to see you, that is.”
“Sorceresses can sotis beco aloof after their Awakening.”
“Tsk tsk.”
“You idiot, you had so many opportunities but never made a move…”
Just then, a delicate female voice ca through the phone, “Mr. President… Your docunts.”
The voice was getting closer, sickeningly sweet.
Henrik laughed heartily, his laughter full of self-satisfaction.
“Ellensa, how many tis have I said, I’m only the acting president right now, make sure to get it right next ti!”
“Slap.”
A sound, neither too heavy nor too light, rang out.
From the crispness and the feedback, Roger could guess where Henrik had just slapped.
“If you get it wrong again next ti, I’ll have to punish you…”
Roger could imagine Henrik’s smug face at that mont.
He bewilderedly moved the phone away from his ear.
“What’s going on?”
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