Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 710 A Legendary Battle!

The next moment, a long, polluted breath erupted out!

"puff!!!!"

Nini's eyes widened, and she froze for a moment before quickly moving aside.

The pollution brushed past her face, splashing up a large spray of water in the sea!

"Wait, Monica, how come you have a rear gun position?"

"Hahaha, this is our combination move!!" Monica's arrogant laughter came from ahead.

Just as Nini was about to say something, she looked up and saw several more streams of polluting breath spraying towards her head!
"Puff puff! Puff! Puff puff puff!"

Beatrice became more and more skilled with each spray. The time she spent practicing in the fountain over the past few days had not been in vain. Her day and night training had made her breath control incredibly proficient!

Nini's situation immediately became precarious. She had to find a gap in the barrage of breaths to slip past them. She swam among the barrage of breaths like a fish!
Meanwhile, Nini's hands were not idle either. After all, she was the most skilled spellcaster among the banshees! Her six hands seemed to be weaving spells, dodging and weaving through the polluted breath while releasing countless water arrows forward!
Monica is far inferior to Nini, but she is not fighting alone!
Beatrice turned her head and exhaled while signaling Monica to perform various maneuvers.

Stepping on the left shoulder dodges to the left, the right side dodges to the right, kicking the buttocks is a serpentine maneuver, pulling the left side of the hair is the accelerator, and stomping on the right side is triple the accelerator.
It must be said that their experience flying together allowed them to quickly develop a tacit understanding, perhaps even a little too much.
"Ugh, I don't have a massage chair!"

"There's no zero gravity either!"

For a moment, Beatrice, riding Monica, fought Nini to a standstill, with water arrows and pollution flying everywhere in the air. Both sides dodged and attacked at the same time, making for a very entertaining spectacle.

The Banshee squad next to them were stunned, and even Ash applauded.
"This is real naval warfare!"

"What an exhilarating chase!"

"To see a battle like this, even being locked up would be worth the ticket price!"

In the other office, Hughes stared in disbelief at the live stream on the mind link.

Other visitors to Castel either went insane from fright or fainted and had to be hospitalized.

Despite being injured, Beatrice not only didn't develop Castells syndrome, but she also fought to a standstill with Nini, one of the strongest fighters.

As expected of His Holiness the Pope, he is terrifyingly powerful. Could anyone else do this?
Hughes would call him a legendary visitor.

Although it was only possible by riding Monica.
Wait a minute, aren't there a lot of legends about Castel?
Soon, amidst the banshees' regretful sighs, Beatrice and her mount successfully landed, while Nini ultimately fell short, suffering a bitter defeat.

Some banshees and the Guardians were already waiting on the shore; some were sent by Hughes, and the other part was the Coast Guard.

After all, this chase and battle was quite intense in both scale and intensity.
Nini was immediately taken away and put in solitary confinement—she had just attacked people with water arrows, although they were all twisted away.

"Wait, why are you only arresting me!" Nini, with all six hands cuffed together, shouted her injustice, "It's not fair! I want to see the Lord! Beatrice fought back too, we were fighting each other!"

The female enforcer beside her remained unmoved: "Beatles' breath isn't an attack. It's just a normal physiological reaction, on par with spitting."

"Huh?" Nini was completely shocked. "She counts as spitting? Does that mean my water jets don't count as spit?"

"No, unless you can vomit it up too. Want to try vomiting?"

Nini opened her mouth and tried to make a gesture of releasing water arrows with her tongue, then fell silent after a while.

She couldn't help but remain silent; her tongue was tied in knots.
Nini whimpered and was led away, looking dejected. The Banshee approached Monica and Beatrice. Monica nervously looked up and said, "I... I was driving legally, everything was in accordance with the procedures!" The Banshee gave her a complicated look, nodded without speaking, and then turned to Beatrice, who was standing to the side: "Show me your driver's license."

"Driver's license?"

"Yes, what you just did while riding the Monica was considered driving a non-motorized vehicle in a non-navigation area, which requires a driver's license."

"Wait, how did I become a non-motorized vehicle?" Monica shouted angrily.

"Then are you a motor vehicle?"

".Not really."

“Non-motorized vehicles traveling at speeds exceeding 25 km/h require a driver’s license, and the vehicle must also have a rearview mirror. Hmm, you do meet that requirement.” The banshee glanced at the rearview mirror on Monica’s shoulder and nodded.

"I...I don't have a driver's license."

"Driving without a license? 25 Rios fine, pay to court within ten working days, and the car will be impounded." The female enforcer winked behind her, and the dumbfounded Monica was dragged away.

"Wait, wait! I wasn't the one driving without a license, so why are you taking me away? I'm not having this! I demand to see the lord!"

"Shut up, or we'll enforce the new rules—the new rules require cars to have left and right turn signals." The female enforcer looked Monica up and down with ill intent.

Monica immediately covered her mouth with six hands and was dragged away.

Beatrice looked timidly at the tall, law-enforcing banshee, and couldn't help but shiver when she turned to face her.

The succubus before them resolved the issues with a legendary doctor and a legendary reporter with just two sentences; this must be a realm beyond the legendary.
But the female enforcer simply slipped a piece of paper into her arms.

"This is the ticket. Remember to pay it. After you pay, there will be a reprimand and Chloe will nag you for a bit. Then you can go to the parking lot to retrieve your impounded vehicle."

Beatrice nodded blankly, then turned to look at Monica being dragged away, and hesitated before speaking:
"I...I am the Pope of the Candlelight Church, the Empress of the Holy Mil Empire, so, could you..."

"Oh, I understand!" The Enforcer Banshee reached out and snatched the ticket back from Beatrice's hand, scribbled something on the paper, tore it off, and handed it to her.

"This is."

"This is the invoice. You can take this to the Candlelight Society or the Empire for reimbursement."

The female enforcer left with the Coast Guard's religious guards, leaving Beatrice bewildered in the wind.

She looked at the ticket and receipt in her hand with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, feeling a strange mix of emotions.

Is this Castel? She's different from when she last came—no, to be precise.
It's unlike anywhere else.

The invoice was stamped with Castells's seal, the edge of which was decorated with flame-like patterns.

Castel, fire and light in the storm.

"Let's go, Beatrice, the lord is waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)