I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

Chapter Seventeen, I never intended to pay.

After arranging everything, Folyago left the Shadow Isles silently, transforming into a wisp of black mist and flying north.

The barrier surrounding the Shadow Isles can only isolate ordinary ghosts and black mist, but it cannot isolate Feuergo.

It would be easy for Folyad to leave the Shadow Isles.

As he passed a stretch of sea, Fóyego looked down at the ocean.

In the deepest darkness of that boundless Wangyang lies the territory of Nagakaporos, the goddess of Baru.

This ancient god was also an irreconcilable enemy of Feuergo.

After all, the Buddha has enemies all over the world, and that's no joke...

Or rather, the god of Baru is actually the enemy that Feuergo needs to face directly right now.

Every time the Night of Souls erupts, Nagakaporos and his cult are the main force fighting against it.

It was precisely because of Nagakaporos's existence that Soul Eater Night was prevented from expanding recklessly.

In particular, if Folyago wants to take action against Bilgewater, this octopus god is an obstacle he cannot avoid.

Because the entire Bilgewater Islands are permeated with the faith in Nagakaporos, it is a veritable sphere of influence.

If Fryego were to launch a direct attack on Bilgewater, the likely outcome would be nothing more than a fight with this giant octopus.

After the fight, everyone went home.

As long as Nagakaporos has a breath left, she will not stand idly by and watch Fryegor occupy Bilgewater.

To break the current situation, Foygo already had a plan in mind.

To avoid alerting the enemy, he only glanced at the deep sea a few more times before quietly leaving.

Now is far from the time to take action.

The solution lies in Bilgewater!

It's important to understand that there are some things that even demigods cannot easily interfere with.

Thinking of this, a pleased smile appeared on Foygo's lips.

The defeated king is about to reign supreme in Bilgewater!

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On the edge of the Blue Flame Islands, far from the mainland, lies the unique port city of Bilgewater.

Sea serpent hunters, dock gangs, and smugglers have come from all corners of the known world to settle here.

Here, becoming incredibly wealthy or losing one's family can happen in the blink of an eye.

For those fleeing trial, debt, and persecution, this city offers a chance to start anew.

Because on the winding streets of Bilgewater, nobody cares about your past.

As a result, Bilgewater has been shrouded in chaos for years.

Bilgewater has no fixed ruler; whoever has the biggest fist and the strongest power can have a say in the city.

There are no laws, no police, and no law enforcers here.

No one will sympathize with the weak.

The law of the jungle prevails over the weak; that's the survival rule in Bilgewater!

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"Oh!"

"Look at those two pistols, they're beautiful!"

"They're just like two delicate, aristocratic young ladies!"

"I wonder how powerful those two girls are!"

A filthy man covered in dirt made a very crude assessment of the exquisite weapon in his hand.

Those were a pair of dual-wielded pistols with large calibers.

Upon hearing this, a tall, beautiful woman with long red hair revealed a hint of helplessness and disgust in her eyes.

"Planck, it's time to keep your promise!"

"Leave enough gold coins, and then you can take them away!"

Abigail's tone carried a clear sense of rejection; she sensed that forging weapons for this filthy pirate would be the greatest disgrace of her life.

Abigail was an extremely famous gunsmith in Bilgewater.

About a year ago, a pirate named Planck commissioned her to forge weapons for him.

Abigail would never have entrusted her work to such a scoundrel.

However, unable to resist Planck's threats and inducements, he eventually compromised and agreed to make weapons for him.

And now, it is the day the two agreed to make the deal.

"Oh, no no no!"

"My dear Abigail, we're old friends, don't be in such a hurry!"

To everyone's surprise, even after hearing Abigail's words, which implied expulsion, Planck still maintained a carefree and jovial expression.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Such a beautiful weapon, I wonder how effective it is at killing people!"

"Shouldn't I at least...check the goods?"

As he spoke, Planck's smile slowly faded until finally a chilling glint appeared in his eyes.

Because he never intended to pay.

"you!"

"You bastard!"

"You are not worthy to use the weapons I made!"

"You worm from the gutter, you scum!"

Seeing Planck's expression, Abigail finally couldn't take it anymore.

The beautiful woman's pent-up anger erupted, and she immediately launched into a tirade against Planger.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Abigail's curses only made Planck burst into laughter.

"That's right!"

"You're absolutely right!"

"Now!"

"Why don't you try it yourself and see how powerful it is for your little girl!"

"boom!!"

As Planck finished speaking, a crisp gunshot rang out.

"bump......"

This is the sound of a woman's body falling to the ground.

Blood stained the floor, and Abigail's eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.

Chapter 18, Investing and Betting

It wasn't until her deathbed that Abigail realized that this man named Planck had no humanity in his blood.

"Husband~"

Planck blew away the thick smoke coming from the muzzle of the gun and casually tucked it into his waistband.

"It really is a good gun."

"My dear Abigail, dying at the hands of a weapon you made yourself must feel pretty good!"

After a moment of reflection, Planck looked at Abigail's terrified face and said with a mocking expression.

This foolish woman actually believed a pirate whose profession was murder and robbery; she was incredibly naive.

Planck strolled out of the room with an air of nonchalance, showing no sign that he had just killed someone.

Then, he took out a torch, lit it, and threw it back into the house. Soon, the house was engulfed in flames.

"Huh huh huh~"

"La la la~"

Humming a song, Planck left without looking back.

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