Chapter 1087 - Styx Brigade
“…”
The young elf lady curled up instinctively upon hearing Rhode’s voice, lifting her head in uncertainty toward him. For some unknown reason, Cheryl felt familiar with this voice and this left her in lingering fear. She thought that Rhode didn’t know who she was, but most people in the Country of Light knew who he was. To her surprise, not only did Rhode recognize her immediately, but he also called out her name. This baffled her and she didn’t know how to respond. On the other hand, Mini Bubble Gum turned around curiously, shifting her gaze between Rhode and the young elf lady.
“Leader, you know her?”
“She’s from the Country of Light. I met her a few times.” Rhode didn’t explain further. In fact, what he said was the truth and their meetings happened in the Munn Kingdom… Back then, if his movement speed with the sword was much quicker, perhaps this elf mage wouldn’t be alive now. Considering their current location, perhaps it would have been the best choice to kill her back then?
“What happened to your eyes?”
Rhode gazed at the young elf lady who kept her eyes closed, where there were clear, purulent and heavy scars. But Rhode couldn’t recall her having such injuries back then. And now, she closed her eyes tightly and seemed like she was gravely injured.
“I-I… hurt myself by accident… during the bloodbath…”
“Wow… you actually survived the bloodbath.”
Mini Bubble Gum said and sized up the young elf lady curiously. Judging from her extremely delicate state, Mini Bubble Gum couldn’t imagine her surviving a bloodbath as it definitely wasn’t easy. Shortly after, Mini Bubble Gum nodded as though she understood something and soliloquized.
“Hmm… but it isn’t actually surprising for one in the Peak Master Stage to survive.”
“Your reward sure is generous.”
The ferryman seemed impressed, but the tone of his voice didn’t waver at all as though it were just a piece of rock that Stefania laid out before it.
“But my apologies. There isn’t enough space on the ferry. I can only take in four more passengers.”
“Heh, heh…”
The group of demons on the ferry giggled complacently. They whispered into each other’s ears, before turning to the group and bursting into laughter.
“It’s fine, there is lots of space here. Those women won’t take up much space anyway, since they can sit on us… hahahahaha…”
No one responded to the demons’ teases, but Cheryl curled up in uncertainty. Rhode didn’t even look at them once. If one took notice, one would discover that Rhode had moved his fingers slightly, where two cards flashed abruptly and disappeared into thin air.
At the same time, the irritable laughter came to an end.
In the blink of an eye, two petite figures in white cloaks flitted across the air like ghosts. Their razor-sharp blades penetrated the demons’ hearts and tore apart their throats mercilessly. In an instant, before a dozen of demons seated on the ferry reacted, their flame of life extinguished completely without any warning. Shortly after, an ice-cold storm rose abruptly, flinging their massive corpses into the river. The seemingly crowded ferry suddenly became empty.
At this moment, Canary laid down her palm, while Gracier and Madaras who had sneaked onto the ferry let out a string of crisp, bell-like giggles, before hiding into the shadows. Upon witnessing this scene, Stefania smiled and turned to the ferryman.
“Now, it seems like you’ve sufficient space for us?”
“… Of course.”
The ferryman standing by the bow laid down his defensive arm gradually, swirling his ugly eyes that glinted in yellow radiance, and let out an ear-piercing laughter.
“Welcome aboard my ferry, everyone. I guarantee to provide you the best and most comfortable service.”