The floating ship wasnt as packed as Locke feared, or at least space wouldnt be an issue for him and Angelina throughout the ride. This didnt an that there was plenty of room, though.
Locke counted his spoils with nonchalance in a cabin on the second level.
The floating ship which Ron claid to be designed by Grandister Bamut hadnt brought any revelation to Locke. The vessels velocity was dampened significantly after a load of ten thousand captured Botanians.
Locke couldnt help but pity the vulnerable Botanians beneath his cabin. They were cramd together like sardines and there was barely enough room to wiggle around. Plenty would be trampled to death by the ti they reached Battlezone 7. His earlier conversation with Ron had revealed that a considerable number of Botanian deaths were largely expected. It was nothing out of the usual.
Usually, well find around two to three thousand dead Botanians once we arrive at our destination.
The lost lives of the Botanians were uttered as if it was nothing but a leisurely dinner topic. Locke could only keep his sighs in the depths of his conscience. Truth be told, he had no right to be empathetic; Locke had been slaughtering Botanians since arriving on their land months ago.
Judging by the speed the ship was travelling at, theyd be reaching Battlezone 7 within two days, which duration wasnt short nor was it long. Yet, it was plenty of ti for Locke to rest his exhausted body and mind.
Locke! Lunch is ready! Angelinas lovely white dress fluttered as she brought their al into the cabin.
Coming! Locke quickly returned everything into his spatial ring and went to her.
Their lunch today consisted of a simple at stew with vegetables. The vegetables were edible plants collected from Botanian soil while the at had co from the flesh of dead slaves. The Zauberians didnt collect Botanian flesh as it had a peculiar taste and was extrely unpalatable. Locke had no interest in tasting it either.
Angelina had been the one behind their lunch. Unlike the floating ship that brought them from the Imperial Academy to the Sanctum, there were no chefs on this vessel. Even the casters stationed here on the ship were required to make their own als.
Initially, Locke had wanted to cook instead. While Angelina knew that his cooking skills were impressive, she was eager for a chance to win her lovers appetite. Evident from the three distinct scents of precious potions that were wafting off the stew, the Faustian princess went all out.
Jeez! Locke chuckled under his breath. He wasnt expecting Angelina to use a few tubes of potions just for the sake of taste enhancent. Even so, Locke wasnt worried about getting poisoned since Angelina was indeed an excellent alchemist. He simply dismissed Angelinas prodigal behaviour with a small smile. Frankly, he was in no place to judge her for his current net worth was ten tis richer than before the planar war. Even Angelina wasnt sure how much profit Locke had managed to gain over the six months since arriving at Botania. Her expenditure was nothing to him.
Two days were gone in a flash. Once the floating ship had landed within the confines of Battlezone 7, Locke peered into the distance as he stretched his limbs on the deck. There wasnt much space for activity aboard and the scenery outside had barely changed throughout the journey. There wasnt much for Locke to do besides spending ti with his lover.
Admittedly, Battlezone 7 had changed drastically compared to when Locke first arrived on Botania. There were dozens of magic towers lining the territory and there were larger warehouses too. The sheer size of these warehouses was shocking. Their combined surface area had almost occupied a good two-third of Battlezone 7.
How many of these are there? Locke couldnt help but question under his breath as he watched the other floating ships that hovered above Battlezone 7. Once the floating ship had finally obtained confirmation from the ground personnel, it lowered itself and flew towards the warehouses at a corner of the zone. With his fairly good eyesight, Locke could see the floating ships ahead open their lower hatches to release the Botanians straight into the warehouses below. The direct and barbaric move caught Locke aback; he was rendered speechless.
Wait a minute. Locke?! Is that you? Suddenly, a familiar female voice was heard.
Locke quickly turned his head towards the direction of the sound and before he knew it, a mass was pouncing over. If it wasnt for the lack of malice, Locke wouldve already delivered a rough chop over. A feminine fragrance attacked his senses and amidst his pounding head, Locke finally recognised her.
It was Laney, the spellbane knight Locke t at the Princeton Hall of Knights. Hed bought Angelina the spatial pouch for Angie and a large stack of magic books from the female knight back then. Locke let out a sigh of relief. His feet still felt like it was floating since hed just alighted the floating ship recently. Locke hadnt recovered from the long flight just yet. He turned around and sure enough, there were a few more familiar faces. Laneys brother, Wright the scar-faced knight and the black-armoured Moss was here too. Apart from the two, Locke recognised the others from their little gathering at the tavern so ti ago.
What a surprise to see you here, Brother Locke! Moss ca over with an extended palm.
The scar on Wrights face twitched with displeasure. He quickly chastised Laney, who was still clinging to Locke. Release him, Laney! How unsightly!
Laney, however, felt no sha at Wrights scolding. Perhaps her loud and vibrant personality had no capacity for shyness. It was indeed rather unsightly since her comrades were in their vicinity; Laney was an eligible woman, after all, and public displays of intimacy between those who weren't partners was frowned upon. She promptly got off Locke and let out a small flustered cough, pretending as though nothing happened.
Locke had a slight understanding of how Laney was as a person so he paid it no mind. He bead at Moss and returned the handshake. Long ti no see, Brother Moss!
It was almost alti now, which ant that it was only apt if they continued their conversation further at a tavern. So the group began a heated discussion on which tavern to patronise today. As the developnt progress of Battlezone 7 beca progressively on track, more establishnts ford with the tacit approval and endorsent of the Sanctum and Hall of Knights. Taverns and diners happened to be one of them. It went without saying that the knights would prefer visiting the taverns instead.
Oh, right. And this is your-? Wright had taken notice of the caster beside Locke since earlier. Angelinas presence was extraordinary and hard to ignore.
Before Locke could say anything, Angelina answered, Hello, Im Lockes fiancee. She cast a glance over to Laney, who was standing beside Locke.
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