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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ahead, Beathan clung

forward, he stumbled into someone. In broken local language, he

landed on his chest. He was sent

he looked up, and then he locked

only been a few days.

pupils shrank as though he had seen a ghost.

was oppressive, and Emelie was dressed according to the weather. A strappy top and a pair of denim shorts highlighted her slender neck and legs respectively. Over this, she wore a parka jacket and a pair of knee-high

and

that she was in an exceptionally good mood. The glint

dock was crowded and noisy. With just a

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

swore that he wouldn't betray me, but he broke

it was William who helped you escape. I had wondered who would be foolish enough to offer you a hand. I didn't

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