bdsm-fiction Chapter 187 Gentleman, do you need help?
Chapter 187 Gentleman, do you need help?
Chapter 187 Gentleman, do you need help?
Lorne helped the limping Danitz, and the two stumbled back to the cheap hotel.
To be honest, if he hadn't deliberately used a coin to reserve the spot before coming back, he wouldn't have dared to come back here directly.
As soon as the door opened, Rachi, who had been curled up asleep on the bed, immediately opened its amber eyes. It looked at the two men, both covered in wounds and looking utterly wretched, and seemed surprised.
"Meow?"
"Bullshit!"
As soon as Danitz entered, he collapsed into a chair, unable to hold on any longer. He grumbled and rummaged through his luggage, pulling out a first-aid kit and starting to treat the wounds inflicted by Misor.
"Brando, here you go." After treating his own injuries, Danitz handed Lorne a bottle of alcohol.
Feeling the stinging pain from the wound on his chest inflicted by Maiviti, Lorne took the bottle of alcohol. He gritted his teeth and poured the highly irritating liquid directly onto the wound.
"hiss-."
The sharp pain caused Lorne to involuntarily furrow his brow.
After Danitz had treated the wounds on both of them, Lorne spoke, his expression grave:
"Time was of the essence, so before returning, I briefly performed a 'spiritual séance' on Maiviti's body."
"Iron" Maivitt only recently returned to Bayam. And with him, it's very likely—that of "Blood Admiral"—was also back."
"His collaboration with Misor should be a private matter on his part. So, from that perspective, we are safe for now."
"Damn it! What are those two lunatics doing in Bayam at this time? Aren't they afraid of those guys from the Church of Storms?!" Danitz cursed.
"Can you still contact the captain?" Lorne asked the most crucial question again.
"I—" Danitz's expression became hesitant, "That contact point—has been destroyed. And the other backup contact points, I'm afraid—I'm afraid they're already being watched—"
"You should rest first." Lorne looked at him and didn't say anything more. "I'll think of something else."
The next day, after a brief rest, Lorne went out again.
He first went to several nearby taverns, quietly making his way around and gathering the latest information.
Then he learned that Danitz's official bounty had been raised to 5500 pounds.
This news undoubtedly made their situation even worse.
Then, clinging to a sliver of hope, he returned to Roy King's doorstep once more.
In his mind, this "senior" who had once sold him the potion formula and reminded him about the bounty at a crucial moment was ultimately more reliable than the mysterious female seller he met on the exchange whose origins were unknown.
However, to his disappointment, he returned empty-handed once again.
Just like last time, no matter how much he knocked on the door, there was no response from behind the tightly closed door.
Could it be that the situation has become too tense lately, so they left early to avoid the limelight?
Lorne stared at the closed door, wondering to himself.
After being turned away by Roy King, Lorne could only turn back, filled with disappointment.
It was almost noon.
Lorne saw a decent-looking, fairly clean restaurant by the roadside and, thinking he'd just grab something to eat, pushed open the door and went inside.
However, as soon as he pushed open the door, he heard a familiar voice, tinged with surprise, coming from the seat to the side:
"Oh my, what a coincidence, we meet again. Gentleman~"
Lorne's body froze instantly.
He slowly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that same beautiful face that still haunted him, now smiling at him.
It's that mysterious woman!
This time, Katarina changed out of her previous pristine white robe and into a white dress with lace trim that made her look younger and more vibrant. Combined with her youthful, girlish face, she resembled a demure and aloof noblewoman.
To be honest, Lorne found himself somewhat unsure of this woman's real age.
He had initially assumed the other person was several years older than him, but judging from their attire, they seemed to be around the same age.
The thought only lasted a moment before Lorne snapped back to reality, instinctively taking a step back, ready to turn around and leave the restaurant immediately.
However, Katarina preemptively stood up from her seat, extended her slender, fair hand, and gently blocked his path.
"Oh dear~ We've met so many times, it must be fate." She said in a slightly aggrieved tone, "Why are you always in such a hurry to leave? Gentleman, do you dislike me?"
As she spoke, she actually raised her hand and made a pitiful expression as if she were about to cry, covering her face and sobbing.
Feeling the accusatory and incomprehensible gazes cast at him by the diners around him, especially the men, Lorne felt a chill run down his spine.
He had never encountered this situation before.
Helpless, he could only sigh heavily in his heart and stiffly walk to her seat.
As he sat down, Lorne discreetly reached into the pocket of his trench coat and slipped the Silent Ring onto his finger.
"Look, the two of us are really destined to be together." Katarina looked at Lorne, who had taken his seat, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
"Are you sure you're not the one stalking me?" Lorne silently thought to himself.
No, we must seize the initiative.
Under the cold, rational influence of the "Silence" ring, Lorne suppressed his wariness and discomfort, and took the initiative to speak, probing in the opposite direction: "I didn't expect that a lady like you would come to such an ordinary restaurant."
"I'm here to experience life," Katarina blinked her innocent blue eyes and said matter-of-factly, "Of course, I want to experience everything, no matter where I am."
Could she really be the daughter of a nobleman or wealthy merchant who ran away from home? Lorne wondered to himself. After all,
Whether it's her stunning appearance and demeanor, or her extravagant behavior in the upscale restaurant, she doesn't seem like an ordinary person.
For wealthy young men who are not short of money, becoming an extraordinary individual is not difficult. With the accumulation of wealth, it is not impossible to become a mid-level individual. Could this person be one of them?
Is her charm an extraordinary ability?
"Sir, are you an adventurer?" Katarina suddenly leaned forward and asked with a curious expression.
"I suppose so," Lorne replied simply in a cold tone.
"Really? That's amazing!" Katarina's eyes shone with utter admiration. She rested her chin on her hands, looking at Lorne with longing. "I've heard that the life of an adventurer is incredibly exciting!"
"It's not about excitement," Lorne corrected, his tone still icy. "It's about danger and opportunity."
He felt a strong sense of unease. Normally, any normal man would be overjoyed to see such a beautiful woman looking at him with such adoration and flattery.
Although there was indeed a faint, almost imperceptible stirring in his heart, the moment that emotion surfaced, it was forcibly suppressed by the cold rationality brought by the "Silence" ring.
In the ensuing conversation, Katarina "casually" revealed her "background": she came from a very wealthy family; her father was the owner of a shipping company, and her mother was a lord. Lorne nodded without commenting.
To be honest, although he had thought this woman was very suspicious from the beginning, her demeanor and speech at this moment were so perfect that it didn't seem like she was pretending.
After all, whether it's Captain Edwina or "Admiral of Illness" Tracy, although they are both very beautiful, you can tell from the temperament they inadvertently exude that they are definitely not ordinary characters.
But the woman in front of me was completely different.
She had absolutely no sinister aura about her.
During that time at the upscale restaurant, he did sense the other person's unusual charm, but since she didn't show any murderous intent, his premonition of disaster was understandable.
"Could it really not be because of my bounty?" Lorne pondered.
"By the way, sir, do you need any help?"