So before Grouk and the enemy could react, the whip hit the enemy's waist hard, directly kicking the guy who was brewing magic power to the far side of the deck.
"Ah...ahhhh."
The enemy who fell on the ground struggled to get up and escape, but found that he could not control his current body at all.
Because in his body, there is a force that he has never seen before that is crazily devouring his own magic power. Not to mention activating the ability to escape, even the strengthening of the body by the magic power itself is now gone!
Yes, this is the power of dreams.
After Carl replaced the Foundation Talisman, he now actually no longer needs to rely on the [Decapitating Blade].
As long as it is an attack that contains his power, every punch and every kick is a terrifying attack that contains the power of dreams.
In other words, even a truly strong person with a third-stage talisman will be disabled on the spot if he is punched by Karl, let alone this guy who is only a second-stage talisman.
So under Grouch's stunned gaze, Karl slowly walked towards the extraordinary man who had collapsed on the ground.
Due to the destruction of the magic structure in the body, the guy's disguised appearance gradually lost its effectiveness, and his true colors were slowly revealed.
This is a bald black man with dark skin and not a single hair on his head. His strong and tight muscles fully demonstrate that he is a strong man with a good body, and he is not some lolita or noble lady that he has seen before.
"..."
Carl was silent.
This was not because of himself, but because he thought of the victims who died last night.
Judging from the death conditions of those people, this black man must have transformed into some particularly beautiful and lovely girl and seduced these guys.
Thinking about what happened to these people and this black man before they died, Carl felt a chill in his back.
"Disgusting, right?"
Rarely, Ceryl also said with a look of disgust.
"Karl!"
Just as the two of them were sizing up this guy, Grouch, who was behind him, belatedly followed him and chased after him.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Why, how can you just kick..."
Seeing Grouch, who was excited and gesticulating incoherently, Karl gave up helplessly:
"This guy is just a second-stage talisman. It's not as troublesome as you think."
"But, but this guy!"
"Okay." Interrupting Grouch's sigh, Karl leaned down and looked at the bald man curled up on the ground.
"Tell me, what's going on with you?"
"Damn...damn British guy, do you think I will tell you anything?"
"I won't tell you even a word!"
"..."
"At least you have told me that you are hostile to the British."
After giving this guy a dull look, Karl stood up in the glare of the other person's glare, and then shouted loudly to the sailor on the side:
"Please find me a bundle of rope."
"By the way, captain, I'm telling you that the murderer has been caught and the ship can now sail!"
The scene that happened on the deck was witnessed by many people, so Karl's request was quickly met, and a bundle of rope that could trap this guy into a rice dumpling was placed in front of him.
Afterwards, the "Morning Star" resumed sailing and began to continue sailing towards London, which was already in sight.
While heading to the port, Grouk also tried to ask something out of the bald man's mouth. Unfortunately, this guy's mouth was as tough as what he said, and he would not reveal any information at all.
They didn't get any new information until the ship docked.
So amid the thanks from the captain who finally showed up, Carl and Grouch took the prisoner off the "Venus" together.
Standing on the soil of London again, Karl felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
Although he had only left for a few years, the city in his eyes had changed a lot from when he left.
You can actually see people dressed as judges patrolling back and forth on the streets in broad daylight. This is a scene that was absolutely impossible to see before.
Turning to look at his companions, Karl asked:
"Celile, where do you think we should go first?"
"You can go to White Star Company first or go home, it depends on what you want."
"Wait!" After hearing the conversation between Karl and Seliel, Grouch beside him became uneasy again.
"What did you just say?"
"White Star Company?"
From Grouk's point of view, it was okay that his old friend had acted together with the Lord Adjudicator. At this time, he actually said the name "White Star Company"!
What kind of fuss is this!
That is the "White Star Company", the "White Star Company" that dominates almost all British paranormal research institutions!
"It's nothing. In terms of status, I am still an employee of "White Star Company"."
After a little explanation, Karl turned to answer Cyril:
"Let's go home and take a look first."
"If the place is not sold by the government, we can contact Olivia through Nina."
"I've been away from London for so long, who knows if anything has changed here."
"Um."
Agreeing with Karl's statement, Cyril naturally took Karl's arm, and then the two of them planned to go back to the home where they had lived for a while.
"Karl!"
Just as the two were about to leave, Grouch suddenly stopped them in their tracks.
"That, Carl."
"According to the rules and regulations, you have to go to the judicial authority with me to report on your work."
"..."
That seems to be the case.
Even if you act bravely, you should still make a record.
After all, you shouldn't go against the authorities, so it's better to follow the rules and regulations, otherwise it may bring you a lot of trouble.
After paying attention, Karl immediately nodded towards Grouch.
"No problem, shall we leave now?"
"certainly."
Seeing that Karl agreed to his request, Grouch immediately nodded vigorously.
To be honest, before Karl spoke, he was a little worried that the other party would reject his request, in which case it would be a little difficult for him to handle the matter.
"Um."
After confirming his next itinerary, Karl thought about it and made another decision.
So facing Cyril, Karl ordered:
"I'll go to the judicial authority to register. Seriel, you can go home first."
"Just take a look at Nina or Olivia, don't make them worry too much."
Hearing Karl's words, Cyril instantly understood what he meant.
Assuming that the judicial organs want to cause some mess, then they might be able to avoid some trouble through "White Star Company".