Chapter 874 William, You Deserve a Horrible Death

Beathan could hardly believe it. He was still alive, standing on solid ground.

He emerged from the bottom deck of a cargo ship filled with canned herring. As he inhaled in fresh air, a spark of life flickered in his gaunt, sallow face.

This wasn't Lablos. He had landed in a port of a country somewhere in the Esnua region.

No ship bound for Lablos had been willing to take him, so he had spun a heartbreaking tale of woe. It was enough to persuade an Esnuan captain to let him aboard and bring him ashore.

It didn't matter. Esnua was fine.

Beathan moved swiftly through the port, already formulating a plan in his mind.

First, he needed a place to hide. Then, he had to reach out to his contacts. There were still a few trusted allies who hadn't been caught. If they could wire him some money, he could survive.

He had to survive. He had to.

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his gaze fixed ahead, Beathan clung to that single thought

stumbled into someone. In broken local language, he muttered, "Sorry,"

a swift kick landed on his chest. He was

eyes darkened with fury as he looked up, and then he locked eyes

Collins. It's only been a few days. Why do you

he had seen a

and a pair of denim shorts highlighted her slender neck and legs respectively. Over this, she wore a parka jacket

was entirely dressed in black and wearing sunglasses, exuding a fierce,

suggested that she was in an exceptionally good mood. The glint of disdain in

burly bodyguards appeared behind him. The dock was crowded and noisy. With

floor, stunned and confused. He had changed his plans at the last minute and fled here. How had

man! He swore that he wouldn't betray me, but

you escape. I had wondered who would be foolish enough to offer you a hand. I didn't think your bond with him would be that

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