"Woooo--" The [Caribbean] cruise ship sounded its whistle.
The 180-meter-long giant ship slowly sailed out of the port under the guidance of the pilot boat.
It happened at this moment that two carriages, escorted by the Royal Cavalry, hurried to the port.
A blond beauty wearing a white lace dress got out of the carriage a little lost. Princess Yolanda Arora next to her helped her.
"He... Mark Destiny just left like this?" The beauty's red lips trembled, obviously unable to accept the result. In anger, she raised a nice eyebrow at the housekeeper beside her: "Le
Mr. Mei! Has your invitation really been delivered?"
James Flamel, the royal butler, said bitterly: "Your Royal Highness, it has indeed been delivered. The person who accepted the invitation was Mr. Destiny's housekeeper, Miss Mishull. But I have never received a reply."
They didn't know it at all, and a wonderful misunderstanding occurred:
It is true that many of them were saved by Mark, but most of the nobles' pockets were about to be cut off by the Orthodox Church, so they couldn't afford any decent thank you gifts.
If it were someone else, maybe they would come up with real money to thank him, and Mark needed this the most.
However, the funny thing is that when they knew that the rescuer was a genius from the Destiny family, and the person they happened to be dealing with was also Bishop Albert, the representative of the Destiny family, a big mistake was born - he was assigned to
The families of the noble men who were imprisoned by the Church of Light all sent larger thank-you gifts to the Destiny family.
This is not to blame the nobles. Originally, Mark's dethronement was a very hidden matter within the church, and the old man did not want it to be spread. After Mark became famous, he did not completely cut off from the family, especially after the Vap Province incident, he was even taken into account.
Let's promote it as a major event for the Destiny family. The aristocratic circle simply doesn't understand the relationship between Mark and the family.
I still thought that if I wanted to give something away, I would have to give it a high-end extraordinary thing. The problem is that even if such a thing exists, it is not a rare thing that can be obtained with just money.
As a result, they seemed a bit cold when dealing with Mark, basically saying, "You are our family's best friend. We are good at such and such a thing. If you need anything, you can come to us."
Mark was studying during this time, and Helena knew nothing about the way of communication in the aristocratic circle, so she thought she had saved a group of white-eyed wolves.
After some confusion, Mark thought that these miserable people were going to be slaughtered, so he didn't care about it. After testing the attitudes of the two nobles, he found that they were both the same, so he simply didn't give them any more.
Who loses face?
Anyway, he didn't want to be part of the rich world, so he just ran away by boat.
What's funny is that Mark even forgot about the existence of a royal butler. The princess's identity was kept secret so well that he didn't care whether he could save the mysterious person from the royal family or not.
Ahem! In fact, he was caught by a zombie on the bridge, but he didn't dare to reveal his identity, so he was ignored by Mark.
"Your Highness Marianne..." Princess Yolanda didn't know how to persuade her.
The princess pursed her lips: "Do you know where his ship is going?"
The steward made a grimace: "Your Highness, we have no authority to control the whereabouts of the church's ships."
"When I find out where he is, I will chase him."
"But……"
Princess Marianne raised her eyebrows and said, "What a joke! Can I marry into another royal family or a noble family in my current situation? Unless my father explicitly prohibits me from coming out, no one can stop me."
"..."
Here, Mark knows nothing about the Wright royal family.
After sailing, he started reading with the [Eye of Knowledge] again.
The more he uses this secret technique, the more he feels that a new skill is being born in his soul.
"If I'm not wrong, maybe the effect will be better if it is used in the other world."
Today, the Caribbean has become a huge [anomaly] under the transformation of Famine Knight Baipa. It can exist in the real world and the spiritual world at the same time, or the entire ship can enter the real world or the spiritual world.
The ship itself is a multidimensional anchor.
For the safety of the mortal crew and waiters, Mark would not let it enter the spirit world.
Mark arranged a few words and entered his Hall of Valor alone.
A mist drifted by, and the Hall of Valor, which was once a bit too dead, now gained popularity. The most important thing is that in the left area responsible for the energy supply of the Hall of Valor, there is now a huge [Devil's Stomach].
After being reduced, this thing can still fill a basketball court.
If used like this, this terrifying S+ evil card can digest all the extraordinary beings and extraordinary objects it eats, and convert it into evil spiritual power for the needs of the large magic circle.
Mark's Hall of Valor definitely didn't want to be contaminated by this thing, so he recruited all the good or neutral priests, priests, and bishops from the good or neutral camp here, led by John Brown, and began to slowly transform this living body according to the purification rituals in the occult.
Demon.
This is destined to be a very long process.
Mark doesn't need it to completely turn into a lawful good item, just turn it into lawful neutral.
Now a large number of magic sticks in the form of heroic spirits are here, consuming the accumulated spiritual essence day and night to forcibly transform the demon's stomach.
Mark killed a lot of demons this time and originally gained a lot of spiritual essence. Unfortunately, he had just exchanged it from the goddess of the night and had to hit this big hole again.
He was also speechless.
It's worth it. Once the devil's stomach pouch is successfully transformed, his Hall of Valor will have an additional 'bioenergy generator'. Even if it is not sustainable, it will at least be a relatively sufficient source of spiritual power supply.
After checking the work of these magicians and seeing that the fate dice showed him only 1% of the transformation progress, Mark smiled bitterly, glanced at the "three missing one" group of Apocalypse Knight statues, and finally came to the Hall of Valor
's secret room.
He began to read with the [Eye of Knowledge] again.
After reading for a while, Mark felt something.
Dazzling spots of light flash alternately in the field of vision, and countless characters twisted into spirals appear and collapse at the end of the field of vision. All the words and paragraphs in the eyes are undergoing rapid cyclic changes.
Mark swallowed. Although this was a meaningless act in his Hall of Valor, Mark still clenched his fists, trying to use this small gesture to calm down the illusory nausea caused by mental overload.
The scenes seen in the depths of the spiritual sea began to spread from the bottom of the eyes to the vision of the spiritual world. Mysterious thick fog covered the eyeballs, and the perception of time and space became blurred in an instant.
The harder I try to recall, the less I can grasp the key points. Everything in my memory starts to get confused, and the fragments of memories seem to have been splashed with thick abstract oil paint.
Mark found that he could not express the strange scenes in front of him in words. All he was left with was extremely shocking heart palpitations and a tearing feeling in his soul that spread through his limbs and bones.
When the feeling was about to reach its peak, Mark decided to stop reading.
Soon, these feelings faded away as the spirit gradually calmed down.
Experience tells Mark that this is a phenomenon caused by forced soul splitting, a bit like the soul body that had its arm torn off by the curse of bad luck, but this is Mark's active self-soul splitting.
He consciously copied the consciousness about shooting to the part of his spiritual body that was about to split.
He is very clear that his strength has reached a bottleneck. His biggest advantage now is that his spiritual power is far superior to existences at the same level. To take advantage of this advantage, in addition to conventional operations such as strengthening knowledge and speeding up spell casting, Mark also wants to
Now, can I create a secret version of the [Floating Cannon]?
By splitting a small piece of the spiritual body with his will from the main body, he can vent the excessive spiritual power in his body and attack the enemy with pure spiritual power.
Obviously, today's attempt failed.
It's not important.
Mark vaguely foresees that when he has read a thousand extraordinary books, he will make a leap in promotion.
After reading the book, Mark returned to his room on the Caribbean.
This is the largest suite in the entire ship, second only to the bridge in height.
With a full 300 square meters of space, you can have an overview of the scenery in front and on the left and right.
The warm sunshine shines in through the 2.8-meter floor-to-ceiling windows, and along with the gentle sea breeze in October, it is really refreshing.
A voice came from behind.
Mark didn't mind, because Gerald and the two escort knights were in the guard room next to the suite hall, and no outsiders could come in.
As soon as Mark turned his head, he saw Yaldai with a slightly red face.
"Master, you are back. I prepared black tea and snacks for you. Because lunch time is coming, I didn't prepare much."
Mark didn't look at these gadgets, but instead turned his attention to Yalde.
She was even more embarrassed, lowered her head, and gently lifted the hem of her skirt: "This is a maid uniform modified according to your requirements. Does it still meet your requirements?"
The outfit in the morning was too old-fashioned, a thick black long skirt that hung down to her ankles.
Mark made a small comment.
Unexpectedly, he only went to study for a few hours, and the tailor on board the ship would tailor a new version of the maid uniform so quickly.
It is also a maid outfit. The black pleated skirt underneath has been changed to be very short. You can see the white garters above the knees. When the wind blows, it feels like it can't hold down the skirt.
The upper body is still a classic black and white combination, with a small chiffon lace apron as the core, and a bud-like structure on the chest with a heart-shaped opening in the middle. Black suspenders with white ruffles are tied on the shoulders, extending to the back shoulders.
Although you can't see the bare shoulders behind her from the front, you can see from the side that the edge of a big white bow is exposed on the back waist.
Mark held his chin: "Not bad! Really good!"
Yaerdai lowered her head, and her pointed chin almost poked into her heart-shaped opening: "Master, just be happy."
Mark pulled her over and asked with a wicked smile: "Okay, dear Baroness, have you ever fantasized about running away with a servant of your choice?"
Yaerdai's body softened on the spot, her face was so red that it was almost bleeding, and she hesitated a few times: "I have read a taboo novel about a countess because her family wanted to marry her off to an old, ugly fat pig.
Earl, in order to resist, he did not hesitate to elope with a handsome groom..."
"Well, Countess, have you ever thought that the handsome groom will become his master, and you will become a humble maid?"
