Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon-Chapter 270 - 269 Return to the Old Continent
Chapter 270: Chapter 269: Return to the Old Continent
Chapter 270 -269: Return to the Old Continent
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As the sun gradually sank into the sea horizon, the ocean turned pitch black and tranquil. Only the region bathed in the sunset still held some color, the surging orange-red glow of the waves at first glance looking like a large fish adorned with dazzling scales.
In front of this stretch of the sea, the land also emerged from the clouds, lying across the curved horizon. The plumes of smoke rising from the shore were illuminated by the afterglow of the sunset, outlining the silhouette of Bloodhand Port.
“…So beautiful.”
Lieutenant Colonel Ryan Kray couldn’t help but murmur.
Although it wasn’t his first visit to this Old Continent port, the feeling of gazing down at the city from above gave him a completely new understanding of it. Owing to Bloodhand Port’s duty in pioneering new territories in the New Continent, its level of militarization was quite high—for example, there was a naval base beside the harbor, and the artillery for dealing with pirates was the latest. He always felt that for an enemy to sneak into Bloodhand Port undetected was an extremely difficult task, but now they seemed to have managed it with little effort—at least halfway.
After all, which sentry would be on guard against a bird flying high in the sky?
“To think it really only took one day…” Shandela couldn’t help chuckling softly. “How many more secrets does the Paradise Sect hold that we are unaware of? Mr. Dane, did you really join the Paradise Sect partway?”
Departing in the morning and arriving at dusk, the formidable sea that separated the Old and New Continents suddenly didn’t seem so awe-inspiring.
Dane maintained a nonchalant facade, but his heart was just as shaken as the rest—if not more so because he knew more, and thus felt even more turbulent inside. “I guess you’re wondering why the Paradise Master chose to establish our base in Magnificent Castle?”
Before this, nobody had heard of the Paradise Master’s name.
Yet with the variety of miracles Mr. Zhao had demonstrated, they were entirely justified in establishing a foothold in the Old Continent.
Shandela sighed lightly, “After all, Magnificent Castle is indeed quite insignificant.”
“Maybe it’s because it’s on the edge of the world that it needs to be illuminated by the light all the more,” Dane looked towards his former partner Farrelan. “Even far from the Royal Capital, one can still be saved. Am I not the best example?”
The other party uncomfortably avoided his gaze.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we’re about to land soon, please return to your places, fasten your seatbelts, to prevent any falls and injuries.”
The reminder came through the copper megaphone from the pilot.
The four of them hurried to comply.
Soon, the airplane emerged from the clouds, descending rapidly until the view out of the portholes was completely replaced by the sea. Everyone realized they were now extremely close to the water’s surface. When the sound of the massive waves crashing overpowered the roar of the engines, the cabin suddenly shook violently! Ten seconds later, the plane finally stopped moving smoothly forward and instead started to bob up and down like a boat, a familiar sensation that put the reporters and others at ease.
The pilot emerged from the cockpit, walked past everyone towards the rear of the plane, manually lowered the tailgate, and then fetched a roll of rubber that was spread out for everyone to help inflate.
When the rubber was fully inflated, Ryan was surprised to discover it was actually a rubber dinghy.
“For the next part of the journey, you’re on your own,” the pilot swept a glance over the four of them. “As per Mr. Zhao’s instructions, I will stay here for the night and return at sunrise. If you encounter an emergency tonight, you’ll still have a chance to get back here.”
“Thank you,” Ryan said, taking a paddle and being the first to jump into the dinghy. “We can handle things from here.”
Shandela, Dane, and Farrelan also boarded the dinghy one after another.
“Don’t forget to put on your life jackets, and take this emergency pack; you might find the stuff inside useful.” The other person tossed a carry bag toward them, then pushed the dinghy away from the airplane.
Ryan and Shandela took up paddles, one each, and rowed vigorously towards the port that was gradually disappearing into the night. Once the airplane’s engine noise had completely stopped, all that remained were the sounds of lapping waves.
“What’s inside the bag?” Farrelan asked curiously.
“Let’s see…” Dane opened the bag and rummaged through it, “Signal flares, waterproof food, warm bags, and even diving goggles?”
“Everything we need for infiltration is here, even more complete than we expected,” Ryan licked his lips, “Damn, why do I feel like the Paradise Sect doesn’t seem at all like a traditional sect? It’s as if they’ve done this kind of thing hundreds of times. I bet the spies trained in military academies aren’t this professional.”
Shandela felt the same way. However, when she thought about how these guys, with just a few people, had turned Magnificent Castle upside down, she felt somewhat relieved—it wasn’t that she was incompetent as a defense officer; the opponents were simply too unconventional. Her work, at least, had been up to standard…
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Without the sun’s light, the ocean was as dark as an abyss, where one couldn’t see their own hand in front of their face. The guards of Bloodhand Port could never imagine that four people on a dinghy, small enough to be overturned by a single wave, were approaching the city’s coastline so brazenly. Since most of the shoreline was inhabited by fishermen, no one would be there to verify their identities. After landing, they deflated the dinghy, folded it up, and hid it in a clump of bushes, successfully infiltrating Bloodhand Port.
“What do we do next?” Shandela asked.
“Let’s align our objectives first,” Dane said while walking, “We all want to go to the Royal City, right?”
Among the four of them, Ryan and Shandela, as members of the Kingdom Army, wanted to assist the king; Dane bore an important mission from Mr. Zhao, needing to create a major news event for the Paradise Sect; Farrelan had decided to return for a simple reason—he couldn’t leave his wife and daughter behind in the Royal City.
Seeing no objections, he continued, “I’ve been away from the Old Continent for many years, so I’m not as familiar with this place as Sir Ryan and Detective,” pausing for a moment, he added, “However, with the Kingdom now in civil war, I think it is always right to be cautious. So, before we make plans to travel, we should gather intelligence to understand the extent of the rebellion and its impact on the cities along our path, and then decide on our specific actions.”
“Just like the old times…” Farrelan muttered.
It was this reporter-detective pairing that had made a name for themselves before.
“I get it, I get it. When our investigative team first arrived at Magnificent Castle, that’s what we did,” Ryan said immediately, nodding, “Taverns, news offices, marketplaces, chambers of commerce… Perfect for splitting up. Plus, this is a naval base, and I have my own channels for news.”
“I have no objections,” Shandela agreed.
Although she was very worried about the general and Elise’s situation, this was not the time to rush headlong on their journey.
“I must remind you that Dane and I are civilians; we can snoop around for information with no problem, but it’s different for you and this lady,” Farrelan said, casting a serious look at the two of them, “If Bloodhand Port is already under rebel control, your identities as members of the Kingdom Army could lead to fatal consequences. Even if you survive, you won’t avoid being captured and enslaved, so…”
“Don’t worry, we’ve already thought about that back at Magnificent Castle,” Ryan said with a grin, “There’s no need to reveal our identities unless necessary. And if it becomes necessary…”
“We won’t shy away,” Shandela said calmly.
