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Chapter 4672
What?
Yarl's chest pounded in shock. His initial glee disappeared instantly as his expression
darkened.
He had not given Morticia much thought since the previous night as he had had to deal
with Cranos' affairs. Morticia was still unconscious, after all, and was hardly a threat.
He had not anticipated Morticia waking up.
Had the poison in the Fiend Martyr disappeared? It was vital to remember that Cranos had
been suppressing the poison in her the entire journey there.
Yarl's fear grew by the second. If Cranos' poison had healed, he would be in grave trouble.
Yarl's murder of Cranos would undoubtedly have ramifications.
"You-"
A few seconds later, Yarl turned to instruct Jarian. "Stand guard outside. I'm going to have
a look. Remember not to let anyone know about the Fiend Martyr waking up. Also, don't
let anyone into her room without my permission.” "Yes, Sir." Jarian nodded.
Yarl gave out a few more instructions and strode off quickly toward the cabin at the back
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof the boat.
Meanwhile, in the cabin.
Morticia sat with her head in her hands, her magnificent features feeble and fragile.
She could feel that the fiend Soul Energy in her was no longer as disrupted, and the poison
that had spread through her body had been suppressed in a Fiend Soul nearby.
What...
Morticia exclaimed with surprise.
She should have been dead from the poison by then, but she was not.
'Right, Sir Cranos must have summoned his internal energy to suppress the poison in me.’
She felt her surroundings sway as if she were on a boat as she considered that. Morticia
took in her surroundings immediately and noticed the vast ocean from the cabin's little
window.
Morticia was again brought to a halt by the sight.
Why was she in the middle of the ocean?
Creak!
The cabin door was shoved open unexpectedly, just as Morticia wondered what was going
on. It was followed by a handsome man who strolled in gently, his expressions hardly
noticeable.
"Your Excellency."
Yarl came to a halt briefly before sinking into an insincere bow, seeing how Morticia had
awakened. "I'm glad to see you're okay."
Yarl sneaked a glimpse at Morticia as he said that. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw
her pale and frail appearance.
It seemed like the poison had not fully cleared yet. That had been a false alarm.
"What's going on?"
Morticia furrowed her brows as she could not help but ask, "Why are we in the middle of
the ocean?"
Yarl grinned softly before saying, "Uncle and I talked about it, and we decided that it would
be best to move far out to sea and look for an island to live on to avoid the South Cloud
Royals and the Godly Region's attacks. We'll return to shore when the moment is right.
"You were unconscious, so we could not tell you. I hope you can understand this, Your
Excellency."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYarl's expression was meek and respectful. Yet his eyes traveled up and down Morticia's
figure.
What a beauty!
That Fiend Martyr was near perfect in terms of looks and figure.
Cramps had been there when they had rescued Morticia, so Yarl had not gotten a good
chance to look at her properly. He was more than loving the scenery at that moment.
Despite not being a major pervert, Yarl found it impossible to look away from such beauty.
Morticia was dressed in a black skin-tight bodysuit that hugged her curves wonderfully.
Her features, despite appearing a little pale, emanated beauty.
So that was the case.
Morticia nodded. Her chest pounded unpleasantly at Yarl’s gaze.
'This Blanc clan member doesn't have any manners at all, does he? How dare he stare at
me that way?'
Morticia said lightly, "I'd like to see Sir Cranos."
Many things would have to be considered because they were taking refuge at sea. After
all, she was pregnant then.
"Your Excellency!"
Yarl remained motionless, looking Morticia up and down with a tiny smile. ’ Sir Cranos
won't be seeing you."