Chapter 132 - 132: How About I Take Care of This Crazy Woman for You?

[Third Class: ??? (Specific information inaccessible due to Class traits) (Pending Activation)]

[Activation Requirement: ??? the wife of Osial, Beisht]

Bai Luo: "???"

Wait a second– Can you explain yourself clearly? What exactly do you want me to do with his wife?

Why is the activation condition still a mystery even at this point?

Unlike Bai Luo, who had a slight smirk at the corners of his mouth, the expressions on the faces of others didn't look so good.

Beisht might not be well-known, but her husband's reputation was notorious.

Osial—without exaggeration, they all grew up hearing horror stories about him.

As kids, if anyone acted out, parents would scare them with threats like, "I'll throw you into the sea to feed Osial."

It wasn't just a joke; it was a real terror that silenced crying children.

Now, everyone was on high alert, watching those four massive snake heads with utmost caution, unsure of what to do.

However, Beisht didn't seem to be attacking relentlessly. Instead, she kept roaring at the Alcor, her fin-like appendages fully spread and trembling violently.

It seemed... she was afraid of something.

"Kaedehara, take Mr. Himura to the small boat nearby. I'll strike one more blow. If it draws her attention, take the chance to leave and catch up with the fleet immediately," Beidou said.

After downing half a jug of wine, Beidou's face was already tinged with drunkenness, but her gaze toward Beisht was full of boldness.

The taste of wine mixed with the blood in her mouth wasn't pleasant, but the alcohol had done its job, dispelling the fear that had just begun to sprout in her heart.

Osial, suppressed by the Geo Archon himself.

As one of the Archon's people, how could she not stand up to Osial's follower?

If the Archon can do it, so can I!

If the Archon can suppress, so can I!

But Beidou hadn't completely lost her rationality to the alcohol.

She decided to have Kaedehara and Bai Luo leave on the small boat.

Of course, if others wanted to leave too, she wouldn't blame them.

After all, these sailors had families.

In truth, from the very beginning, she had resolved to stay behind alone and face Beisht.

Beidou, the Uncrowned Lord of the Ocean.

Born for the sea, and destined to die for it.

No regrets!

Pulling out the hairpin from her head, Beidou handed it to the silent Kaedehara standing behind her.

Her leather gloves had already torn during the standoff with Beisht, and her palms were full of wounds.

She had used her lightning to cauterize the injuries, concealing the blood to avoid lowering morale among her crew.

The burnt smell was entirely masked by Beisht's stench of rotting fish, so no one noticed anything unusual.

In fact, not just her hands—despite Kaedehara's wind cushion, the earlier fall had left her in bad shape.

That drink... was just to wash down the blood stuck in her throat.

If she struck another blow, she knew exactly what would happen to her.

"Take it. With this, the fleet won't dare play any tricks," she said.

She reached out and removed the hairpin from her head, letting the hair it held in place cascade down over her shoulders.

The hairpin was made from the bones of Haishan, a beast she slew long ago. Though not of the finest material, it was exceptionally sturdy, even usable as a weapon—and in a pinch, it could even boil a pot of bone soup.

She had never parted with this item. It was her most definitive symbol of identity.

"Big Sis..."

Holding Beidou's hairpin, Kaedehara's hands trembled slightly.

"No need to say more. I've got high hopes for you, kid. Oh, right— if you make it back alive, pass a message to Ningguang for me: tell her boiled cabbage isn't anything special. Chugging wine and eating meat in big bites is much more satisfying. If there's a chance, I'll treat her to some stir-fried pork at Wanmin Restaurant."

Beisht continued her deafening roars, the sound so overwhelming that many ordinary sailors clutched their ears and crouched down in pain.

The fishy sea breeze blew Beidou's hair, but she simply gathered it gently and tied it behind her.

Carrying her Blackcliff Slasher, she stepped onto the prow of the Alcor.

With her sword raised toward the heavens, she prepared to strike down Beisht.

Under Kaedehara's guidance, a significant number of people had already chosen to leave.

Only a small group of those with no family ties remained steadfast at their posts—including the sailor who had earlier thrown the stone spear.

Those who stayed weren't feeling great, but those who left were equally torn.

Many of them were dragged away by their friends.

As Beidou's subordinates, they knew their captain best. There was no need for melodramatic declarations like "If you die, we'll die together."

As Beidou had said before, while they might feel the rush of staying, their families—wives, children, and elderly parents—would suffer for a lifetime.

Leaving or staying was a gut-wrenching decision either way.

For those who had ties at home but still wished to stay, their friends knocked them out and carried them to the smaller warship nearby, waiting for Beidou to create an escape opportunity.

"Mr. Himura, let's go."

After ensuring everyone else was sorted, Kaedehara approached Bai Luo.

The wind whipped through his hair, leaving it a tangled mess, and even the usual calmness on his face seemed shattered and scattered in the gale.

There was no hint of reproach in his tone. Bai Luo was, after all, merely a passenger on this ship, under no obligation to act.

What's more, Bai Luo had already saved Kaedehara's life once.

Huixing was a brilliant talent, a rare and gifted navigator who had to survive.

Suling was a famed blacksmith and couldn't perish at sea.

If Bai Luo boarded the escape vessel, perhaps the chances of the crew's safe retreat would increase.

Everything proceeded in an orderly fashion.

Standing at the prow, Beidou tore off the remnants of her leather gloves.

There was no point in keeping them anymore.

Her scarred, burnt hand gently pressed against the Alcor's figurehead.

"Old friend, let's go crazy one last time."

Purple lightning crackled across her body again, though weaker than before.

Even so, it was enough to draw Beisht's attention.

No— it wasn't Beidou who caught Beisht's attention—it was the person behind her.

"Captain Beidou, how about this: For one Sunsetia, a black coat, and two single swords. I'll take care of this crazy woman for you, deal?"

The wandering swordsman clad in red robes spoke with a calm, determined tone.

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