Black sail

Chapter 703 LXXXIII. I still remember that night.
Detain that person before the church! Quickly!

The voice of the captain of the Imperial Guard came through the walkie-talkie, accompanied by a slight static.

Even with Kane's intelligence, it took him several seconds to understand Lockhart's meaning.

In short, I happened to be patrolling this area and was very close to the person I was supposed to arrest. I had to get there before the church did; it was extremely urgent!
"go!"

Kane, accompanied by his entourage, rushed toward the dressing room of the world's greatest musician, not daring to waste a single second.

The imperial guards began to run, the clanging of their armor creating a chillingly menacing sound.

And at this moment.

At the end of the world, a cold and cruel wonderland.

Micah completely ignored Lister's warning: don't be stupid and wait at the scene to open the coffin. Leave as soon as the contents arrive. Only God knows what will happen next.

His countdown to death has come to an end.

Within the magnificent dress, Micah truly understood everything.

He said what he considered the most important thing to Qili.

"I have been betrayed all my life, by people I trusted most, and even by the wife I once considered the only one for me."

That's incredible, isn't it?

When he came to his senses, he was already a desperate criminal, and ironically, he found his home among scumbags.

Li Si Te has proven to me over seven or eight years that only those bound by practical interests and bloody means are truly unbreakable.

I no longer trust anyone; it's just pure lust, an indelible instinct, that drives me to search for something that doesn't even exist.

You're absolutely right, I'm only here for myself.

And now, I'm going to do the impossible for you, I'm going to die for you.

Inside your skirt, I found something that shouldn't have been there, a feeling I'd never experienced before.

I know what kind of person I am.

Even my love might be tainted.

But even so...

Even if my love for you is dirty, naked, and undisguised, all I want is to have sex with you hard.

But that doesn't mean it's cheap.

I need a deposit.

Micah stubbed out his cigarette and threw it on the ground, staring blankly at the astonishing creation.

Her gaze was clearer than the spring water in the sanctuary, and her perfect figure was like a sacred mountain that martyrs would climb.

It captivates the viewer, yet within that captivation, they experience a fleeting moment of sanctity.

"Deposit?"

Qili's expression was wonderful.

Honestly, of all the pick-up artists I've ever met, this guy is definitely the most creative, the most reckless, and the most fucking insane.

Yes, a deposit.

I would die for you, and I would stand against the entire Evgeny Corporation for you.

This is not cheap or without reservation.

Micah said calmly.

Half an hour had already passed on the pocket watch, but strangely, he felt no anxiety at all, only a peculiar calm, without the slightest ripple, as if he had truly arrived at a fairyland at the end of the world.

"What do you want?"

Qili was quite interested, and although she said the same thing twice, she still expressed different attitudes.

"Next... I'm going to kiss you forcefully."

Micah himself found it amusing. Such words were usually only used to deal with musicians' patrons, but now it seemed he was in the same situation, only... at the pinnacle of socialites.

"However, you are a dying man, and you don't have time to do it."

“You’re right, but I have a slim chance of surviving, and I will do everything in my power to survive. You can only choose to believe that this is a miracle, isn’t it?”

His death countdown had reached zero; the clanging sound of armor moving rapidly could be heard outside, and there were quite a few of them.

They didn't give Qili any time to think; it was just a decision made on a whim.

"Since it's a forced kiss, what are you waiting for?"

Qili was also a little uneasy.

Micah's throat bobbed, and he could no longer hold back. He pulled Qili into his arms, feeling her slender waist and staring at her stunningly beautiful face.

Their breaths clashed and ignited like fire. When Micah's lips pressed against hers, Qili gripped his clothes tightly, as if trying to dig into the fabric's texture.

The heat between her lips and teeth and the fragrance in her hair intertwined into an inseparable tangled mess.

The frozen river began to surge, breaching all the restrained dikes.

It was as if all the things suppressed and unspoken in the first half of his life were burned into this kiss, leaving an indelible mark that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Zhang He showed no tenderness whatsoever in his actions, but rather sought to infuse beauty into his very being.

The intense heat and the constant collision of their intertwined noses made them gasp for breath as if they were suffocating.

Qili was still a little confused and tried to push him away.

But Micah still wouldn't give up.

boom!
Kane kicked open the dressing room door and arrived at the scene with a group of Royal Guard members.

Micah then belatedly realized that he had let go of her hand.

Micah wasn't given a chance to speak at all.

Kane had already recognized him; one of the people in the front-page photo of that explosive news story was him.

"Take him away and bring him up immediately."

Kane didn't dare hesitate for a second; it was extremely urgent.

The guards immediately subdued Micah, whose hands were as if welded to the ground and tightly locked with handcuffs made of magical materials.

Meanwhile, the Time Sword of the Eternal Order had also arrived, but was still a step behind Kane. Kane was the closest and would be there soon.

These white-robed men with dragon-faced helmets didn't waste any words. The cultists showed no respect for the military government and directly used force to seize people. The two Swords of Time cut down several of Kane's servants in just a few exchanges.

Two members of the Royal Guard were also holding Micah back, so Kane had no choice but to personally take charge, but he couldn't hold out for long as the Inquisition's men kept arriving.

But Kane always managed to seize the initiative and buy himself time.

When Lockhart, the commander of the Imperial Guard, arrived.

"Royal Guard, acting on the King's orders, any further action will be considered treason against Igor!"

Lockhart's tone was incredibly authoritative.

Igor was the name of the high priest of the church's special seat.

To put it bluntly as a war between the Church and the Royal Court is ineffective. It's not the officials that are the problem, but the management. They can't deal with the Pope, and they can't deal with a high priest either.
Several Swords of Time, a large group of Inquisition canned goods, and paladins who rushed to the scene were all intimidated by Lockhart's aura.

"Step aside."

Lockhart dismissed Kane's servants, inspected Micah's handcuffs, and then personally escorted him.

These pirates are fucking insane.

They're not just insane; they're all mentally ill people who scratch at the walls with their fingernails.

Is this something a human can do?
Cicero, the governor of the National Bank of Aran, had never been seen by Lockhart to show any surprise or alarm since Lockhart arrived at the royal court, but tonight he saw it twice in a row.

This is a matter of unprecedented magnitude.

So much so that someone like Lockhart, a former Continental Tournament champion and captain of the Royal Guard, had to personally detain Micah.

That was a remnant of the previous dynasty, Alan's number one wanted criminal. He was the last one standing; there was no one higher than Zote.

The remaining members of the Imperial Guard also offered token concern for Qili's safety, concluding that this madman was surely there to do something wicked.

Qili simply shook her head and said nothing.

"Walk."

Lockhart grabbed Micah, intending to take him to the royal seats and suppress the mess they'd made that day.

Qili just looked at Micah.

But there was no fear on his face, only a beautiful enthusiasm I had never seen before.

"I live in...the best moment."

After Micah finished speaking...

Lockhart led them away from the dressing room, and the armored soldiers with swords also gradually withdrew.

Qili clutched her chest, her emotions unable to calm down for a long time.

Micah, handcuffed, walked through the dark corridors of the arena, surrounded by members of the Imperial Guard, all of whom exuded murderous intent. He was led around corners in a tyrannical atmosphere until he finally saw the bright light at the end of the passage.

Flowers and gold leaf everywhere.

Or...

His own execution ground.

(End of this chapter)