Uncle here isn't your average office worker!

Kal'tsit let out a long breath, lost in thought as she unconsciously gazed out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the café.

On an old street, a silver-haired, red-eyed woman wearing a tricorn hat and hunter's attire is swaggering through the streets carrying a large bag of bread and milk.

"hiss--"

Kal'tsit gasped.

Volume 1: Chapter 214 Commanding Isamara to Go Shopping

The highly recognizable black and white tricorn hat is clearly not made of land-based materials, but rather a garment crafted with powder from fluorescent fish scales as an adjunct. It is extremely durable, possessing excellent toughness and defensive capabilities, and is also smoother, more lustrous, and capable of glowing in the dark. And then there's his signature silver hair and red eyes.

Although she didn't sense the arrogant and overbearing aura of the Agorians from her, Kal'tsit was quite certain that the girl who appeared openly in the land city and bought a whole bag of bread and milk that she had to carry to move, as if she were on a shopping spree, must be a Deepsea Hunter!

I don't know why, but it looks a bit different from others... What is it that makes it different?

Kal'tsit frowned, unable to pinpoint the source of the unease in her mind.

Watching the Deepsea Hunter walk down the street, Kal'tsit put down the steaming coffee she was holding, stood up, and slowly walked towards the door. But her gaze never left the Hunter's back.

.........

"A bag of discounted Gallo bread, three large boxes of Simpson Ranch tumour milk, and canned frozen scaly tuna and luncheon meat. Hmm... I also need to buy some coffee."

Skadi lowered her head, carefully checking each item on the list in her hand. The aroma of malt wafting around her nose made her feel ravenously hungry, but she had no intention of sneaking any food.

Ever since the office of the company they were staying at—Rhodes Island—was inexplicably raided by a large group of sorcerers in robes and hoods, Miss Nightshade and Miss Margaret had to temporarily move to a shelter in the outskirts of the city, a place where all sorts of people lived together and a large number of infected people resided. Even if the police knew where they might be hiding, it was not an easy task to quickly find them among a group of undocumented people, wanted criminals, and illegal immigrants.

This provided Margaret and Nightfall with a safe place to stay for the time being. However, while the no-man's-land was not conducive to the police search, it was also not conducive to the acquisition of supplies.

This area was once controlled by Russell, who was taken to the city center tower and never returned. The residents of the lawless land could not and dared not leave that countryside. All supplies and social order were provided by Russell and his men. It was through this channel that he successfully gained control over the vitals of so many outlaws in the lawless land. Now that they had hidden themselves there, Margaret and Nightfall would also face the same problem.

One of them, a resident of Violet City, had already established close relationships with the locals and was easily recognizable whenever she showed her face. The other possessed distinct Kuranta features and the signature blonde hair and golden eyes of the Pegasus Nearl bloodline, making her a striking presence wherever she went. Skadi, on the other hand, the Agorian who had been lounging on the sofa in the office since arriving in Violet City, while possessing a striking beauty that was unforgettable at first glance, was not so easily associated with Rhodes Island.

Furthermore, Skadi had ample confidence in her own strength. Therefore, to ensure the shelter's food and clothing needs were met, Skadi volunteered to go out and make purchases. Surprisingly, while she attracted more attention on the street, no officer approached her to question her, let alone mistook her for a Rhodes Island resident and took her away.

Looking up, Skadi searched for coffee shops one by one along the roadside. She was a little puzzled as to why the department stores in Violet City had everything except for the instant coffee section, which was completely out of stock.

Are all those soldiers patrolling the streets carrying thermos cups filled with coffee?

"Ok?"

Just as Skadi was feeling irritable, a thought suddenly struck her. Her gaze sharpened instantly, her lazy expression vanished, and she turned her head slightly to look behind her.

Is someone following her?

The hunter's observation skills and judgment of the surrounding environment were beyond doubt. Skadi quickly locked onto the green-haired Film, who was hanging far at the end of the crowd, holding a cup of packaged coffee.

Greenish-white hair, a perpetually furrowed brow, clothing that might change, but his gaze is always indifferent and aggressive. This person...where have I seen him before? ...No, I remember everyone I've met on land. Perhaps someone described him as looking like this?

Skadi's mind was immediately filled with Roy's smile and voice, so quickly that even she found it hard to believe.

Hmm... Since I came ashore, there aren't many people who can talk to me for a few minutes instead of being cut in half by me. Roy is probably the most special one among them.

Skadi hastily gave herself an explanation, completely unaware of the fleeting shyness and worry that had just crossed her face.

She remembered the name of the green-haired woman, Flint, who was the woman Roy often mentioned, the leader of Rhodes Island—Kal'tsit.

Was it she who took in another hunter who came ashore? Although he was from the second team, he was one of her few surviving comrades?

With a sudden thought, Skadi turned and entered a small alley. Kal'tsit, who was not far behind her, changed her expression slightly, as if she had sensed something. She hesitated for a moment, then quickened her pace and followed closely behind into the alley.

The narrow wall allowed only one person to pass at a time. As soon as Kal'tsit entered, she noticed the food packaging bags neatly arranged on the air conditioner unit. Before she could speak, Skadi descended from the sky, landing behind Kal'tsit and firmly pressing her hand against her back.

With Skadi's power, if Kal'tsit were to do anything dangerous, Skadi would be able to deliver a chilling and exhilarating blow to Kal'tsit in an instant.

But Kal'tsit remained completely calm. Not only was she unfazed, she even confidently raised her hands in a Gallic salute, saying:

"Don't do anything, hunter, I surrender."

Skadi was taken aback by what she heard. If Roy were there, he would have to say something about how the old lynx's lightning-fast sliding kneeling was somewhat unsportsmanlike.

“I can tell you your identity, so you should already understand that I’m not one of those people outside,” Kal’tsit asserted confidently. “No one outside should be able to tell you where you come from.”

Seeing Kal'tsit's confident and assertive expression, Skadi loosened her fist somewhat unhappily and retorted, "Yes."

"Who?"

“Roy knew that. She also knew you were Kal'tsit, from Rhodes Island. There’s another hunter on Rhodes Island,” Skadi blurted out.

"......"

Now it was Kal'tsit's turn to remain silent.

In that instant, she thought of many things: what Roy's words from Skadi meant, Skadi's identity, and what Roy had said to her in the email: "The sea god who symbolizes struggle, the corrupt heart—Isamara is right beside me."

Finally, all the unspoken words boiled down to a world-ending lament: "Are you Isamara?"

"They actually sent Isamara out to buy things!"

Volume 1: Chapter 215 Roy's Scent

Special people and troublesome things attract each other. This seemingly unscientific phenomenon has actually become a characteristic, with different names in different places, such as "troublemaker" or "the law of aggregation and separation." The only difference is whether it sounds more sophisticated.

Kal'tsit never denied that she was this kind of troublemaker. In fact, she not only acknowledged that she had this trait, but also spent tens of thousands of years chasing after all sorts of troubles to help or "solve" those who were in trouble.

Sometimes she felt exhausted, because people often got into trouble without realizing it, and ignorant groups would even harbor malice towards those who explained the trouble—a situation known in Yan as "avoiding treatment for fear of catching one's illness." Therefore, even though Kal'tsit had tried her best countless times, she couldn't always perfectly save all the innocent people. But she couldn't stop; a sense of mission deeply rooted in her consciousness constantly urged her forward.

Over the past few centuries, she has attempted to solve the problem of the Sea's offspring countless times, but the results have often been unsatisfactory. She can look down on the whole of Terra with her long life, exaggerated experience, and a mind that has seen the vicissitudes of life and the rise and fall of nations, but the problem of the Sea's offspring is not among them. It is on par with her, originating from a vanished civilization, their last remnant.

Upon learning about the four newborn beings that Hyster possessed and the powers they each symbolized, Kal'tsit had already guessed the mission these "human" creations were given.

"We are not helpless in the face of natural disasters. In order to combat natural disasters, we create them."

This is a motto that has remained in Kal'tsit's memory for millennia, growing ever more relevant with the passage of time. It is also a microcosm of the era in which humanity frequently spoke.

That symbolizes the greatest challenge a civilization can face, and their solution—the [Catastrophe Plan].

Kal'tsit resisted the urge to continue reminiscing and instead turned her gaze to Isamara, or rather, Skadi, before her.

Located on the outskirts of Violet City, in a cramped two-story tin shack, there were no superfluous decorations or furniture, only three neatly made beds, two filing cabinets, and a desk. Even meals were eaten on stools made of chairs pushed together beside the beds. There was no air conditioning or fan; one could imagine how stifling this little house would be when the weather got hot. This was Rhodes Island's current residence, inhabited by three girls of far from ordinary backgrounds.

Margaret Nearl, the eldest daughter of the Nearl family and a Radiant Knight; Lady Nightbloom, the intelligence chief of Rhodes Island on the borders of Letania and Victoria; and Isamara, the unawakened being more terrifying than any behemoth who brought her here.

Kal'tsit said from the bottom of her heart, "You've worked hard."

"It's alright, we haven't seen each other in a long time, right, Dr. Kal'tsit?" Miss Nightbloom smiled broadly, appearing completely unconcerned. Instead, she inquired about Kal'tsit's well-being, "You haven't encountered any questioning from those sorcerers along the way, have you? Rhodes Island is currently wanted by the authorities, so we need to inform Miss Amiya as soon as possible to change course and leave Letania."

“No, no need.” Kal’tsit shook her head, saying with a hint of helplessness, “Rhodes Island is already in Letania, or more precisely, in the Violet City port. Even if we wanted to leave, it would be too late.”

"The most urgent task is to find Roy and the Queen. Only when they appear can Rhodes Island be cleared of suspicion in this matter."

Kal'tsit said incisively,

“Otherwise, as you said, Rhodes Island can indeed escape Letania immediately, but can we avoid this country forever in the future? There are also many operators on Rhodes Island who were born in Letania.”

She gazed at Ye Tan, and Ye Tan understood Kal'tsit's meaning.

She wasn't just referring to the fact that the Leitanian operators would never be able to return home again—that's the kind of mercy only Amiya would show. She was worried that if Rhodes Island's suspicions weren't cleared, the Leitanian operators would pose a huge risk to Rhodes Island if they learned about it one day.

The word "betrayal" carries a profound and suffocating meaning, so profound that every day when Kal'tsit walks past a certain gate of Rhodes Island and stands on a certain spot on the bridge, that gentle figure flashes through her mind. She created SWEEP so that Rhodes Island would never again suffer a tragedy like the Tower of Babel!

She has to resolve this situation. Otherwise, she'll put Amiya in a difficult position.

This is a huge problem, but Kal'tsit is used to it.

"Then what should we do?" Without further questioning, Radiant Knight Margaret stepped forward first, seemingly completely unconcerned about the dangers involved in this incident.

She actually had a way out; at worst, she could return to Kazimierz, where the Grand Knight and Manna would protect her. But the Radiant Knight never bowed to any danger.

Kal'tsit gave her a pleased look, then turned back and said solemnly:

"First, we need to go to the scene where the incident occurred."

"You mean the City Council building?" Ye Tan frowned. "But high-ranking military officials are all there, and the security there is extremely tight. If we get too close, we'll definitely be detected."

Kal'tsit nodded; that was a problem, but Skadi suddenly interjected:

"wrong."

"Roy's scent didn't disappear under that tower, but in another direction. In... in front of a hospital."

Roy's scent? I can't smell anything about him.

Margaret gave Skadi a strange look, as if she was considering whether to ask her more questions about what exactly "Roy's taste" meant.

But Ye Tan's focus was clearly different from Margaret's. She frowned slightly and tapped the edge of the bed in confusion:

"The hospital? But didn't the people from the Grand Election Emperor's side invite him and the Empress to a banquet?"

“Deepsea hunters are bound by blood; a hunter will not mistake the scent of his companion,” Skadi said with great certainty.

The day after Roy's disappearance, and the first day Rhodes Island withdrew from its original office, she followed the scent of the waves on Roy's body to the location of the hospital. But there was nothing wrong with the exterior of the hospital, and there weren't many soldiers stationed there, so even the soldiers obviously didn't think the accident had happened there.

But Skadi was certain she wouldn't admit her mistake.

Although she was an unregistered resident, she would never forget the scent of the hunter who had accompanied her for several months, spending every day with her and never leaving her side.

Faced with conflicting accounts from both sides, Kal'tsit decisively accepted Skadi's lead.

"Then let's go to the hospital."

Volume 1: Chapter 216 Empress: Promise me, I'm very rich

"This should be the last one."

As Roy approached the last ancient tower atop the pentagram, he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

He had just crossed another tower, the puzzle of which left both him and the Queen scratching their heads. The reason was probably that the spells the Witch King had set up to protect the towers weren't particularly powerful, but they were obscure enough, like a puzzle level in an adventure game, without any hints.