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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thin and his gaze fixed ahead, Beathan clung

made his way forward, he stumbled into someone. In broken local language, he muttered,

landed on his

up, and then he locked eyes with a pair

been a few days. Why do you

as though he had seen a ghost. "Emelie

pair of denim shorts highlighted her slender neck and legs respectively. Over

dressed in black and wearing sunglasses, exuding a fierce,

outfit suggested that she was in an exceptionally good mood. The glint of disdain in her eyes as she looked at

was to flee. But before he could make a move, four burly bodyguards appeared behind him. The dock was crowded and noisy. With just a glance from Emelie, the bodyguards grabbed Beathan and hauled him into a nearby building, throwing him to

changed his plans at the last minute and fled here. How had she found

that he wouldn't betray me, but he broke his promise. He's going to die a horrible

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

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