Chapter 254 The boss didn’t quit the internet, he was caught
It's over! Everything is over!
——I knew I wouldn't be so lucky! Nothing comes easy!
Augustus Canter was in a very depressed mood at the moment.
He placed his hands in front of him, bound by two triangular illusory shackles, and his power of the Tao was also sealed.
In fact, Augustus himself did not engage in violent resistance to the law throughout the entire process.
In other words, his brain had already crashed when the freighter just arrived at the port and a dozen fully armed inspectors riding griffins suddenly rushed over.
At this moment, when Augustus saw the people on the boat who were chatting and laughing with him, and who went straight into combat as if they had a plan in advance... he was completely stunned.
The barrier was erected in an instant, and large-scale ceremonies that were ready to begin, mixed with ritual spells, changed the surrounding atmosphere.
Behind him, demons were summoned one after another, spells of cold and fire intertwined; some immediately retreated into the shadows, while others drew their longbows. The bard who had previously drunk and sang with him also took out two drums and sang a war song.
Augustus even saw them bringing out cannons—
—Oh my god, how do they still have this?!
At that moment, he suddenly understood his current identity:
Could this be a smuggling ship?
The people on the boat wanted to rush outside, as if they could melt into the crowd by just rushing out, but the law enforcers riding on griffins also saw through their motives and blocked them on the boat.
Augustus stood in the center of the battlefield, motionless like a puppet. Those who followed him seemed to have completely ignored him, fighting each other without hesitation, some even resorting to direct killing blows.
Perhaps because of the deep confusion and fear in Augustus' eyes, the spells completely avoided him, as if he were just an outsider.
The inspectors who rushed over to fight ignored him and just glanced at him at most.
But the tense battle did not last long and began to become one-sided.
There are more than sixty armed forces on this ship, with complete professional skills and good coordination.
The people on the boat seemed to have clearly underestimated the other party's strength—
They thought they were just monitors, but didn't realize they were inspectors... As a result, their formation didn't last long before they were overwhelmed by these elites. This was even when the other party wanted to protect the goods and didn't use heavy hands.
Thunder roared in the sky, and the griffins, accompanied by a hurricane, directly broke up their front-line formation.
The assassins who were advancing in the dark were electrocuted by the crackling lightning and twitched all over before they got close; the spells were dispelled before they reached them, and the arrows with the sound of breaking through the air were shattered in the air by the wind blades rolled up by the griffin's claws.
The demons had barely emerged from the summoning circle when they were shattered along with the circle itself by a series of majestic thunderbolts. The woman leading the group raised her staff, summoning bolts of lightning that crackled and danced through the crowd.
Augustus saw it clearly—the assassin, less than two meters away, had just revealed himself, still paralyzed, when the lightning pierced through him, his entire body lighting up before being reduced to charcoal. The intense static electricity made his hair stand on end, and even his skin felt vaguely numb.
The few strong men who were still fighting against many enemies were unwilling to admit defeat. They drank the alchemical potion one by one and went into a state of frenzy.
——And those "knights" wearing silver-white armor were also fearless.
Thunder wrapped in lightning and griffins surrounded by storms rushed forward.
Their attitude was more urgent than heroic—in this situation, if they charged even a little slower, they would be blocked by their own people. Those who were less decisive were even so anxious that they started cursing.
Those "strong men" were like lions being hunted by hyenas. They were separated into different battlefields, and then repeatedly pulled and pulled by these highly mobile inspectors, and their bodies were constantly bound by one law spell after another.
They could have killed the opponent with just one hit, but they were unable to launch even a single effective counterattack.
As the fighting progressed, the armed forces on these ships jumped off the ships one by one without hesitation and tried to dive into the sea - but they couldn't even do that.
The result was that he was trapped by pure white spells and bound in mid-air by two triangular circles of light.
By then, the small, reddish-brown griffins, their sharp, eagle-like beaks stained with blood. The limbs of those who resisted most fiercely were broken to a degree that was almost cruel.
Where had the civilians nearby ever seen such a situation?
But they were not afraid of this bloody scene. Instead, they became extremely excited, as if they were watching a gladiatorial arena.
After all, most people may not see the scene of a crime involving supernatural powers for more than ten years or even decades, let alone such a colorful and varied large-scale group fight.
In the end, these supervisors, with fewer than twenty people, defeated and even killed a group of extraordinary people that outnumbered them three times. They didn't even cause any deaths, and only three people were slightly injured.
When Augustus, who had been frozen in place and motionless the entire time, was also tied up and thrown aside by the magic, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.
Great! I'm glad I didn't get killed off easily...
This hellish scene is finally over...
He closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, hoping to pass himself off as an innocent traveler, or someone they had kidnapped—he regretted not being a young boy or girl, otherwise he could say he was a kidnapped commodity.
But those who tried to jump off the boat and were captured alive immediately gave him away.
——I’m just here to sell goods!
Didn’t Mr. Antler say that he was very powerful in Avalon?
Mr. Deer Horn, please help!
When Augustus struggled to tell the lady in front of him his identity and the reason for coming here, he noticed that the other party looked at him strangely.
"The 'antler' you are talking about is probably the former Minister of Droste."
The other party kindly explained to Augustus, "He was the former Minister of Trade. And the cargo ship you're on is his special smuggling vessel."
"...Then, that Minister Droste..."
Although he had already guessed the answer in his heart, Augustus still wanted to struggle.
"He has been sentenced to death for multiple crimes including treason, espionage, murder, and smuggling. He was executed just a few days ago."
The lady replied.
Mr. King was immediately disheartened.
Good news, the big customer did not run away with the order.
Bad news, the big client has been caught - and he has dragged himself into it.
Although Augustus repeatedly explained that he had nothing to do with the matter and that he didn't know Droste... it was no use saying that at this point. He was still dejected and taken to the Inspectorate.
When he was about to arrive, Augustus heard even more terrifying news -
Princess Isabel, the current first heir to Avalon, was waiting for him inside. The Minister of State was also paying attention to this matter and asked to see him.
Is it really that serious! Is it really that serious! Is it really that serious!
This is just an order for 800 white coins - of course, it is indeed a lot for me, but big shots like you probably won't take it seriously!
Augustus was screaming like a stray dog whose paw had been stepped on, but the expression on his face became even more dejected.
So when he was led into the room by the lady, he knelt down fluently before the most dignified and noble person in the room, and blurted out the words he had rehearsed for so long: "Please spare my life, Your Highness! I'll tell you everything, just spare my life. I have a daughter who's only a few years old. If you want me to be a witness, I can cooperate..."
As a result, he secretly looked up and glanced at the other person out of the corner of his eye, and found that the other person's expression was a little strange.
"You've got the wrong guy, sir."
The other party couldn't help but laugh out loud, and pulled out the youngest-looking girl behind him: "This is our Princess of Avalon. I am Avalon's Minister of State, Aiwas Moriarty."
"...Ah, ah. It's true, I don't look very much like a princess... It's okay, Mr. King..."
The delicate girl said awkwardly, "Some people usually say that, like Aiwass..."
——It’s over! Everything is over!
Augustus screamed in his mind.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed something.
...Hey, wait?
What did she call me?
"Nice to meet you... Long time no see, Mr. King."
The Minister Aiwass, whom he had mistaken for, was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and his left hand resting on his chin.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was very happy: "Let me introduce myself - I'm Fox, and this is Lulu."
...It’s an acquaintance!
A strong hope suddenly burst out in the eyes of the "King".
But he soon noticed something else.
——Why am I named “King”?!
He screamed in fear again.
Who could have imagined that one day the life of a nobody like me would be held in the hands of a real "princess"! !
It's over! It's really over this time!
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