Facing an Ancient God for a Year
Chapter 1154 - 1152: Seizing the Ship

Chapter 1154: Chapter 1152: Seizing the Ship

"Those guys actually didn’t leave?"

Moments later, Delanlay looked at the nearby ship, unable to hide his surprise.

He could easily infer that the place mentioned for bandaging wounds was on the ship.

Yet, seeing the size of the surrounding Fishmen troops, the fact that the Poaching Ship was still floating nearby was indeed a bit astonishing.

"Who told you that, take a closer look."

Fu Qian did not stop his steps, carrying Delanlay, who was holding the Mermaid, in the same way.

"There’s nobody... Where did Lann and the others go?"

Reminded by Fu Qian, Delanlay barely gathered his spirits and looked again.

A closer view revealed new details.

And you call yourself a Druid with that eyesight!

Fu Qian mumbled in his heart while skimming over the sea surface.

For symmetry, he had already thrown away his other shoe, and now he was walking barefoot on the waves, which had a charm of its own.

On the way to the Poaching Ship, Fu Qian lightly leaped, dodging a surge beneath his feet, and landed precisely on the deck.

"Treat his wounds."

Facing Rachel’s puzzled look, Fu Qian casually threw Delanlay at her feet and ordered her.

The next moment, he did not stop his steps and leaped back into the sea, landing next to a Fishman.

The latter had just finished summoning the strong current and was preparing to dive back into the water.

Confronted with Fu Qian who appeared close all of a sudden, this nearby Spellcaster showed extraordinary ferocity, opening its mouth wide instantly.

The harmony brought by the singing had its limits, and Fu Qian’s recent action of passing by had indeed triggered its aggressive desires, which was no different at this moment.

Snap!

Unfortunately, the fine arrow that had just formed in its mouth, along with the sound of breaking, shattered into fragments with the Skull.

And before the body even sank into the sea, Fu Qian had already landed back on the ship.

It wasn’t until then that Delanlay and Rachel were still exchanging glances with quirky expressions.

...

It seems that Lady Vivian did not lie about this!

Fu Qian paid no attention to them, sitting back in his old spot, examining the hand that had crushed the skull.

The originally silver glove seemed to have an added shimmer at this moment.

Though faint, it still felt similar to the aura exuding from Lady Vivian.

"Delanlay?"

At that moment, Rachel’s exclamation finally came.

Fu Qian looked up, meeting her inquiring gaze.

"Mr. Fang, where did you catch him—"

Before she finished speaking, Rachel realized the problem, shut her mouth, and stopped talking, beginning to search on her body.

"Thank you, I’m very sorry about earlier."

It wasn’t until Rachel clumsily tended to her own wound with one hand that Delanlay spoke in a complex tone.

Of course, he was referring to the incident at the Curse Abyss, and even now, one could still see the unfaded marks on Rachel’s body.

"I only did a quick fix, I’ve lost most of my stuff along the way."

No matter what his reasons were, Rachel could not have a good impression of Delanlay, who almost killed her, and replied coldly right away.

"Do they really seem different now?"

After completing the task Fu Qian had instructed, Rachel couldn’t help but gaze back into the sea.

The body of the Fishman had long since disappeared, and her kin a little further away did not gather around because of the recent conflict.

"There’s no reaction at all."

Who says there isn’t? Didn’t you hear the song became a bit more soothing?

Fu Qian hummed to himself, thinking this in his mind.

Lady Vivian really showed no respect for the art of singing.

Since these lambs to the slaughter gathered here, just moving a bit slower made the resentment in the voice almost tangible.

Dealing with that Fishman just now was to slightly ease this, maintaining the balance among all parties at the moment, unrelated to retaliation after being offended.

Apart from that, it was also to verify some of Lady Vivian’s statements.

"It’s probably due to the influence of the singing on the island."

At this moment, Delanlay, who was standing beside Rachel, voiced his suspicions.

"They must have gathered here for the same reason."

"What about Lann? Why are you the only one here?"

After offering his view, Delanlay eagerly pressed with his question of concern.

He hadn’t noticed that the newcomer had been sitting motionlessly just moments ago.

"They went to the island."

Rachel glanced at Fu Qian to ensure he had no objections before she responded.

"They wanted to verify the situation with the singing."

"That quickly?"

Delanlay was taken aback, as it was clear to him that Lann and the others shouldn’t have been so courageous.

"His nails are even stranger now?"

Fu Qian, while enjoying the singing coming from the Thread of Concern, casually asked.

"Yes, there are more odd changes occurring, and not just to him."

Perhaps because the mutations on her body were already quite severe, Rachel’s tone did not seem especially heavy.

"Mutations triggered by the Sea of Ashes? Hahaha..."

Delanlay’s reaction was swift, and he did not attempt to hide his schadenfreude.

"For them, it could be seen as a fitting ending!"

"You haven’t been affected as much, so you didn’t follow?"

I...

Rachel reflexively glanced at her body.

"I’m injured as well, my shoulder forced me to stay here."

"They’re okay with leaving you alone on the ship?"

Even though Delanlay had noticed early on that she couldn’t move one of her arms, he frowned slightly, not easily convinced.

"Why not? I don’t know how to sail."

...

This reason seemed to convince Delanlay, silencing him momentarily.

Fu Qian glanced out of the corner of his eye at Rachel’s shoulder, but he could infer the deeper implications behind the "shoulder" explanation.

In any case, staying on a ship surrounded by Fishmen was not a good idea; for Rachel, however, moving with the team was even more dangerous.

It was true that Lann and his team went to find Vivian, but there was a possible secondary gain—they were also verifying whether she was dead or alive.

If they failed to find any trace, that would be one thing, but if they happened to discover her remains, the likelihood of Rachel returning would be virtually non-existent.

Of course, Rachel might not come to this realization herself—it was probably on the advice of her external brain.

So indeed, it was the "shoulder" that kept her from joining them.

And faced with this request, Lann would not have the courage to refuse.

"No worries, as long as someone can sail, that’s enough."

The next moment, Fu Qian suddenly spoke up, linking his words to Rachel’s from an unexpected angle.

Huh?

Both listeners were taken aback.

"Are we leaving? Where to?"

Clearly, even Rachel thought they could wait and see what Lann and his team were up to, without any rush to flee.

"To listen to the singing."

Fu Qian gestured in a certain direction, but his answer caused a stir in Delanlay’s heart.

He really hadn’t forgotten!

"Here, go on then."

As Delanlay inwardly gritted his teeth, he noticed the other looking his way.

"...Me go?"

"You can’t?"

"I can..."