1792 The Lady's Mission
Cramous stared at his lady, kneeling his hands cupping his front area.
Scary… His mistress was quite the scary one when she was angered.
It's not that he purposefully wanted to annoy his lady, but that some of their ships had been targeted by giant sea monsters and were now sinking down below.
The bad news came suddenly, as they were expecting some of those ships to arrive with a few secret items of their own.
Well, they can't very well swim down the bottom of the ocean and hold those giant sea creatures accountable.
So their only choice is to swallow their anger and replan things again
As for the reason Camilla was angry, he too also felt angered by the actions of those sailors.
Camilla gnashed her teeth so hard they made sounds.
"They should thank their lucky stars they died at sea, or else I would have topped their hearts out, plucked their eyes out and cut off their little things between their legs for my pet to eat!"
"Well me, Cramous, is it so hard to follow instructions?"
Cramous dared not say a thing.
"Well, answer me, Goddammit? Answer me now, or you will pay on their behalf."
Gulp~
Cramous swallowed hard with a face so pale you would think he was a ghost.
"N-noy hard, my lady. It is indeed their doing."
"Everyone knows that from November to April, the Sollaring Sea line currents are chaotic and crazy around these times.
It was not impossible to travel through them without problems but the probability that your ship would have damage to it was 6/10.
It was a 60/40 situation that you'll be able to cross to the other side with damage to your ships. And within that 60% possibility, half of the time, your ship will sink.
So for the love of heaven, why would they choose to sail across that line during this very delicate time?
Nothing could make them do that except for greed.
They must have wanted to steal or forcefully collect treasures from others, entering the line without permission
Those bastards were still thieves at heart, choosing to take risks for greed.
That mere act was what made them lose their life at sea.
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"Greedy little pieces of Trash!" Camilla loudly cursed in a thunderous roar. And in under a split second, the floor was now covered with sorts of broken items.
Cramous dared not flinch.
It was amazing that despite his lady's shrewish behavior, she still looked like an enchantress.
Her beauty was still so great that it looked surreal. But after being with his lady for so long in this life, he knew she was far from the soft and delicate lady she painted herself out to be.
After releasing her pent-up anger, Camilla calmly ran her hands through her hair. Taking a seat before the kneeling Cramous. "So we only have 4 ships at our disposal for the time being?"
"Yes. My lady." Cramous replied with his head slightly bowed. "My lady, the other 11 ships are scattered out on other missions and won't be back any time soon." Especially those sent out by the Master himself, her husband.
Although he called him Master, it was only because of Camilla.
He was Camilla's person, and everyone knows Camilla was crazy for her husband.
She could kill for him and cut off her head for him.
She was crazy in love with her husband, and he too was crazy in love with her, though both of them together made a chaotic pair who loved killing others together.
Cramous would secretly light candles in his heart for any who openly provoked the 2.
Leaning into her seat, the blue-toned beauty seductively crossed her legs, thoughtfully drumming her fingers on her elevated knee.
"Cramous… my dear Cramous… no need to get so flustered. Does the fact that my crossed legs are so close to your lips disturb you?"
Cramous lowered his head even more, wishing he had the power to vanish into the ground.
Why does his lady always try to tease and tempt him?
She knew what she was doing when she slowly lifted one of her legs and crossed it over the other in a tease.
With his hands joined and covering his front little man, Cramous was quick to send his fingers towards his thigh to pinch himself so hard with his nails that he almost bled.
Many times, pain kept desire away.
No man who has blood running through his veins with a highly active sex life would see a woman like Camilla and not think of her naked body in their arms at least once.
She was a devilish woman who tempted her to pry in that manner. Should they fall, she and her husband would then play the jealous game, with Camilla enjoying her husband's actions when he later goes on a killing spree to murder her unfortunate lover and all his generations and family.
Camilla truly got off from seeing her husband murder these boys/men in front of her. And in the end, they would make out in front of the corpse.
With everything he knew about his lady, how dare he allow himself to fall for her teasing?
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Camilla chuckled, "Cramous, as usual, you are no fun… On second thought. I need you, don't I?"
Cramous felt bitter in his heart. So his life was a toy to her?
Although it always hurts to know, he still won't ever betray his lady.
It was sad to say, but she had him wrapped around her little finger, even though they had no intimacy between them.
It was as though she had him under a spell, one he could never break free from no matter how hard he tried.
After feeling she had enough fun to quench her earlier fury, Camilla started getting serious.
Her face was no longer that of a playful Goddess, but one who was aloof with a trace of pride in her eyes.
She adjusted her body on her seat, now looking like a heavenly being staring at the humans below in disgust
"Cramous, rise."
"Yes, my lady."
Cramous's face also turned serious.
"Cramous, tell me… what do you know about that place, called Baymard."
Cramous frowned, looking to the ground and recalling all he knew.
"To be honest, my lady… Buildings that go to the sky, carriages as long as a giant centipede… I think it's a little exaggerated."
In this world, seeing is believing.
Even if they had those things painted in their catalog books and touristic pamphlets, who is to say it's all real?
They say painters can paint their vision for the future.
Perhaps, those painters who diligently spent 8 to 10 hours painting each page, were only painting things they imagined would one day come to pass.
Cramous lived in a Zohl Empire that hadn't even been touched by Baymard yet.
What he meant by being touched, was that it didn't have the so-called peace treaty signed yet.
There has been no talk of Baymardian transportation ships for the people here.
And if not for a few neighboring merchants who brought in Baymardian goods they purchased from the treaty signed by Zohl's neighboring empires, he would have never known there was such an empire called Baymard.
Speaking of that, didn't Pyno always have 5 empires; Carona, Deiferus, Yodan, Tarique, and Arcadina?
So where did this 6th empire come from?
It was all too strange for him.
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Cramous's frown deepened.
He truly couldn't confirm whether the information he had on Baymard was authentic or not.
It seems he has stayed too long in this empire that he wasn't keeping up with the outside world's matters as diligently as he used to.
This couldn't be blamed on him because before now, he was focused on several missions Camilla had given him from the TOEP.
He had deadlines to complete them or his neck would be on the line.
Being in the TOEP had its perks, which he gladly loved. However, there is always a bad side to everything in life.
This meant he must be deserving of their perks.
Missions must be completed, and he had a certain failure attempt range he was allowed to do.
You fail once, that's okay. Go back, think of the unknown factors that popped out and do it again.
As a leader of a unit, if you fail more than 4 times on the same mission, you will get demoted. And if you fail the same mission more than 10 times, the price will be execution without question.
Cramous felt the TOEP was quite generous to give him 10 chances to complete a single quest before execution.
This was one of the reasons why he loved the organization to a fault.
Some people would rush and kill him after he failed just once on a mission, but not the TOEP.
They 'valued' their members (so he thinks), even going as far as avenging any fallen TOEP anywhere in the world.
Was that not a good organization?
What Cramous didn't know was that the TOEP didn't rush to kill their members so their population kept thriving.
After you fail the 6th time on a mission, you are told to head back to Morgany for extensive 4~8 months of hardcore brutal training to make you super strong.
What you will face in Morgany is like none other than will toughen you up like crazy!
And when many return after the intense training, they typically never fail the mission anymore.
Every chess piece, be it weak or strong, was valuable to the TOEP.
