Black sail

Chapter 679 LIX. At the Pinnacle of Immortality, Supreme in the World
The goods being transported by the Eternal Sect had already attracted the attention of the border checkpoints, who then notified the military.

However, the military had limited intelligence and did not know that the items were being sent to the mainland martial arts competition.

To avoid attracting attention, the coffin containing the dragon's corpse needed to be transferred once. It was wrapped in gift packaging, transported by another convoy, and then transported to the martial arts competition site.

They were supposed to arrive, so this delay will make them quite late, but they can still arrive at the venue before the cultural performance ends.

To keep the itinerary confidential, try to minimize attention.

After transiting through a hotel owned by the Eternal Order, the once-powerful paladin order would leave only Kiand and two squires, along with Micah, to head to the arena.

Hotel suite cloakroom.

Previously, the armor was worn to guard against special circumstances and to deal with military personnel blocking the way. That phase has been completed, and now the goods are being transported in secrecy. Wearing armor would attract too much attention.

Knights of high rank always had someone to help them put on and take off their armor.

After removing his armor, Kiand was wearing casual clothes underneath: a shirt with the top button fastened, high-waisted straight-leg pants, and a pair of tactical boots.

He had his sword hanging at the ready, and his eyes were full of majesty.

"What's wrong? Time waits for no one."

Seeing that Micah hadn't changed his clothes yet, Qiande was a little puzzled. "If you're not going, just wait here. I have to leave quickly."

Micah's expression was obscured beneath the dragon-faced helmet.

To my utter surprise... such a meticulously planned scheme went awry here.

Wait! Something went wrong!

To escape unscathed!

She could slip away now and escape unscathed. The 14th Martial Arts Tournament champion and the leader of the Holy Knights, Qian De, was completely unaware that she had been kept in the dark.

Zote's coffin has been wrapped in a layer of precious silk bearing the emblem of the Dragon Lord and sealed with a gilded ribbon. The gift box has been packaged and will not be opened before it is opened.

She could then complete the Rashomon-like story of East Coast idea king Shady, which was published in the Lostella newspaper and became known worldwide, while also revealing Zote's corpse to everyone.

This person holds extraordinary significance for Aram, as he was the deputy head of the powerful and violent regime that held sway over the entire government in old Aram.

Micah then remembered that stupid photo he took with Muron; he'd be in the newspapers too.

If I don't leave now, and they see my face, they'll be arrested right there in the act!

Let's just brush it off for now.

"Alright, business comes first. But I'd like to... make some preparations for the meeting later."

Micah replied.

Qi Ande: "???"

As the champion of the martial arts tournament, and the epitome of female, she had no idea what Micah was up to. In Chiand's story, there was only a narrative of power, not of emotion.

It was unexpected that the adjutant, who had survived the fierce battle of slaying the dragon, would be so concerned about this matter. However, it was understandable. After all, he was the pinnacle of musicians and the highest ceiling of socialites. It was reasonable for him to want to spend some time studying his attire.

"Okay, I'll take full responsibility for this. She should be waiting for you in the dressing room after the performance."

With time running out, Qi Ande immediately ordered his entourage to move the supplies to the martial arts competition venue.

Champion of each year.

They are all the most talked-about people in the world on Stargazing Day.

Not only can emperors be used as magic lamps, but popes also have to be used as magic lamps.

A dragon that has not decayed and has just been killed, although it is considered an unlucky corpse, is known to those in the know as the rarest magical material in the world, worth many times more than a whole box of red crystals.

It's an extremely luxurious gift.

But the main purpose was still to satirize the emperor, embarrass him, slap him in the face in front of everyone, and sow discord among them.
Qi Ande left the dressing room in a hurry.

Micah was left all alone.

Finally, he removed his hood and the dragon face mask. The dark runes connecting to the Annihilation Realm, including one that ran from his forehead down to his eyes, divided half of his face, were alive and were still writhing on their own.

Micah slumped into his chair, looking haggard, and let out a deep breath.

My mission is over, and it has come to a perfect end. It's perfectly fine to head home now, especially since Fen gave me the bone flute and told me how to use it.

By the time the coffin was opened, he had already left the capital. But...

The meeting with Qili was not something she wished for; it was actually arranged. She knew that a priest from the Eternal Church was coming to see her that night.

This wasn't some crazy fan stalking and forced entry; it was an equal dialogue, with the church's influence, or even... itself, summoning her.

This is a gift from the Dragon Lord, a date in the strictest sense.

As Morrison said, the scum at the bottom of the world get nothing, and everything they enjoy is just the result of using indulgences from hell in advance.

This time... going there would truly mean certain death.

The founding shareholders of Black Sail have more money than they can spend. For those in real power, beautiful women are something they only need at the dinner table.

"What a lack of ambition..."

Micah doesn't consider himself that kind of person.

He didn't know whether he was just sexually aroused or indulging in this pseudo-intimacy.

Everyone wants to deny the real world, but through the elaborate embellishments of all politicians and chess players, only the real hell will be unearthed.

I learned from Marcus that Lister was an alien. It turns out that those ridiculous jokes weren't Far Eastern tales, but genuine Arabian Nights stories.

Everyone wants to deny the real world, just like the bestselling novels of wandering knights in the Western Continent, which also involve transmigrating to another world. Regardless of royal power and national affairs, Lisite must be very disappointed, with hell following one after another.

Everyone is driven into hell by some force, which usually does not come from oneself, but from others and the environment, and cannot be refused.

but……

Those who push themselves forward see hell differently; they see what lies at the very end of hell.

Micah stood up, took off his church cloak, and dressed only in plain clothes. He casually took a wide-brimmed hat from the cloakroom shelf to disguise himself, leaving behind his former adjutant's ID card for entry.

At the edge of hell, there may be hope, or there may be the most cruel hell.

Only those who keep moving forward know this.

Micah made no attempt to dress up; for him, this wasn't a date, but a battle to confront the depths of his desires.

Above Heaven, the cycle of reincarnation is unbreakable.

Time, like a knife, cuts down even the most arrogant; on the path to immortality, one can only sigh at the alluring beauty.

Piles of white bones form a road to heaven; beauty fades, leaving only the waning night.

I do not lament that my black hair has turned to white snow, but a single thought has consumed my beautiful waist.

The path to immortality is the gateway to hell; how can one find a pure land to escape the hustle and bustle of the world?

"I am the Celestial Emperor! I shall suppress all enemies in the world!"

Micah's presence was no longer concealed.

His fame is unparalleled, and even if his headshots are about to be all over the world, Micah will remain invincible.

The Mid-Year Stargazing Festival is held in September.

The roads in the capital city of Alan were somewhat congested. Micah pulled his hat down low and hailed a Chocobo taxi.

"Where are you going, buddy?"

"Imperial Arena".

"You should find someone else; the traffic over there is too bad, you can't get there."

"Ten Golden Dragons".

"Stop messing with me."

The sound of the money bag jingling.

Ten gold coins were thrown at the coachman.

"No, brother, are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely certain that I'm living the best night ever."

(End of this chapter)