Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 542 - 320: Shadow in the Darkness

"Everyone, clear the way!"

The loyal Mamluk guards rushed to escort Governor Iben to the ship anchored at the port.

Before boarding, Governor Iben turned to look at Damietta City, ablaze and unknown where the fire started, with a sense of regret. This beautiful city that had contributed countless wealth to him would ultimately belong to others.

He set foot on the ramp and boarded the ship, exhaling slightly in relief.

"Quick, set sail!"

The captain looked at Governor Iben with a bitter expression: "Sorry, Lord Governor, the ship can’t set sail."

"Are you trying to raise the price?"

Governor Iben’s gaze became dangerous.

"No... of course not."

The captain was on the verge of tears, pointing to a slender figure on the mast.

"Alert!"

The Mamluk guards beside Governor Iben drew their bows and arrows in alarm, standing protectively around him—at this moment, the evening breeze was strong, and the mast even stronger. The opponent standing steadily atop it was clearly no ordinary person.

"Shoot him, kill him!"

The arrows shot out as if striking an invisible barrier, falling feebly onto the deck with a crackling sound.

The people seemed to have seen a ghost,

But when the slender figure gradually became clear in the ship’s lights, their eyes went blank, filled with the word astonishing.

A stern voice of a young girl echoed on the deck: "Put down your weapons, I will ensure your personal safety."

"Are you... a witch?"

Governor Iben asked somewhat unwillingly.

"No."

Chelina paused slightly, seeming to sense the other’s lingering thoughts, her calm eyes turning into golden beast-like vertical pupils, glimmering with danger: "But killing you would be effortless."

The last of Governor Iben’s courage was exhausted.

He weakly ordered: "Put down your weapons and comply with this lady’s wishes."

Chelina nodded slightly; she wouldn’t slaughter the weak, but if stubbornly resisting, she wouldn’t hesitate to kill a few to deter the wicked.

"Take me to see your master then."

Governor Iben said with a bitter smile.

Originally, he was unwilling to leave here, but now he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.

...

Losa walked slowly within the Governor’s Mansion, alongside a garden planted with cornflowers, windflowers, irises, and other plants, with marble floors leading to a pavilion in the garden.

His demeanor was relaxed, his steps casual, as if strolling through his own home, not at a perilous enemy headquarters.

Which seemed fitting, since starting today, this place would take the surname "Ha."

"Da..."

"Who?"

"It’s me, sir."

Chelina appeared quietly behind Losa, startling him: "Could you walk with a bit of noise?"

"Sorry, sir."

Chelina pressed her lips together, wanting to laugh yet not daring to.

Although her relationship with Losa had grown closer after the world of combat records, her interactions with him were quite different from Prajna, Jeanne, or even Furinjira’s, having a brotherly yet friendly feel.

Losa put on a stern face: "What happened?"

"I captured Governor Iben on the ship at the port."

"Where is he?"

"Imprisoned in the Inner Castle’s dungeon. Due to his capture, the Inner Castle guards didn’t resist much and surrendered."

"This guy really is unlucky, leaving neither early nor late."

Losa laughed lightly.

In reality, he didn’t think Governor Iben was particularly foolish; anyone would find it hard to abandon a bustling city like Damietta to flee by ship. Even if aware of having extraordinary individuals under his command, the vast gap between truly powerful extraordinaries and ordinary troops was beyond imagination.

After all, novels and minstrels’ tales always featured knights capable of fighting Giant Dragons and hunting demons, suggesting little difference between ordinary people and creatures like demons and dragons.

"He said he wants to see you."

"Well, let’s see him then. Perhaps in this mansion lies the treasure he’s hidden; a smart rabbit has three burrows, I don’t believe he’ll entrust all his wealth to his relatives to take away."

Losa casually pinned a blue cornflower plucked from the garden into Chelina’s hair.

Facing Chelina’s puzzled expression, he explained: "You really suit blue."

"Thank you."

Chelina took out a tin box, offering it as a gift.

"Hmm, it tastes good; it’s vanilla-flavored."

Losa munched on the cookies and walked straight into the mansion.

"Is Miss Prajna not with you?"

Chelina asked in surprise.

Since Losa and Kurs nearly being assassinated by a Vampire, his security had heightened significantly, matching the level during the trap in Montreal.

"Oh, haven’t told you yet, Prajna acquired a new ability; she can bring me into her small world anytime if I need."

"Similar to what the Vampire cast?"

"Yes, but not entirely the same. If the Vampire’s small world belongs to its creator, Prajna’s small world makes her merely an administrator, capable of indirect control."

Prajna’s Ghost Face Shield, after devouring the Blood Knight’s Helmet, gained a new ability called "Hell Gate."

The effect is to send enemies or allies into Hell.

Prajna left a mark on Losa; at his call, she can transport him to Hell anytime—even Losa hasn’t tried it, as Hell isn’t a pleasant place.

This ability wasn’t entirely derived from the Helmet imbued with death divinity; Prajna naturally possessed the potential for such power, demonstrated previously during the "Evil Ghost Bodhisattva" state in the Texas siege.

"It’s formidable already."

Chelina remarked.

Currently, Prajna has Anomaly and normal states, her comprehensive abilities exceed those of her and Jeanne, both elite six-stars.

Chelina further asked: "Is Furin still asleep?"

"Yes, she can’t fully master the Blood Magic Source yet; she’s adapting and needs a good rest after each use. Once she achieves elite status, she should be able to use the Magic Source without any lingering effects."

The promising future for Miss Furinjira has finally arrived.

The half Blood Magic Source seized from an unknown Vampire Duke has given Furinjira an "infinite power" buff; disregarding consequences and overusing the Magic Source, she would surpass Anna in destructive power without upgrading.