Chương 298: Memorial Ferry for the Beast Girl's Demise

Speaker Jess left the meeting room with a box of sublimation crystals.

At this moment, only Bizan and the wolf-woman secretary remained in the room.

The two stared at each other for less than five seconds before the wolf-woman secretary began to work very conscientiously.

He spoke in a muffled voice while he was busy.

"Lord Bizan, with so many nobles invited, I'm afraid the arbitration conference will have to be postponed slightly."

"Won't Roland take this opportunity to cause some trouble?"

Bizan waved his hand in response.

"She's out of ideas."

"With the dragon's binding ring, she can only obediently await the judgment of the arbitration conference."

In the past, Bizan would have worried that Roland would abandon the company and her friends and family and flee alone.

That's why he previously used a surprise attack, intending to capture Roland in one fell swoop.

They were afraid that Roland would get wind of it beforehand and run away.

Although intelligence agencies judged that the possibility of Roland abandoning her friends in the group and surviving alone was extremely low.

But no matter how low the probability, if it happens, it will be a major blow to his future, and his future resources and status will decline drastically.

The power he painstakingly built in the empire will fall into the hands of his successor.

This is something he cannot accept.

Now, a red dragon has appeared out of nowhere and put a dragon restraint ring on Roland, completely dispelling his concerns.

Furthermore, according to the magical contract signed with the Red Dragon, the Church of Vulcan also had temporary control over the Dragon Imprisonment Ring before the Arbitration Conference.

This essentially eliminated the possibility of Roland escaping.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Roland really did run away, it would be equivalent to offending the proud dragon race.

With the added positioning effect of the Imprisonment Ring, recapture Roland would be even easier than in the Empire.

"call……"

During those few minutes of contemplation, Bizan's eyes became clearer, even displaying a hint of the demeanor of a legendary sage.

"Hmm... you did a great job."

"Go and contact the remote nobles of the empire. We'll take this opportunity to further promote those secondary sublimation crystals."

"It's a rare opportunity to gather a large number of nobles, which is perfect for expanding our church's influence in the empire and squeezing out that half-dead Iron Church."

The wolf-woman secretary stood up, nodded, casually pulled out a handkerchief to wipe herself, and then swayed her hips as she left the meeting room.

A slight, mocking smile played on her lips.

"Phew, Lord Bizan is really lucky. I didn't expect that not only is Roland's bloodline purer, but the technology developed by her group is also so suitable for the Church of Vulcan."

"This time, it's probably going to soar to the sky!"

She muttered to herself, reached under her skirt, and pulled out a token with a lion pattern.

This was another faction she had previously planned to join, and it was also a major faction within the Church of Vulcan.

At this moment, the token is flashing with a charging light. As long as you connect to it with magic, you can activate remote communication.

The wolf-woman secretary hesitated for a moment, then finally put the token away and tucked it under her skirt.

"Well, it's always good to have a backup plan."

"While Bizan was lucky, he still seems a bit too reckless."

She shook her head and quickened her pace to walk away.

"If that weird red dragon hadn't come out and put a restraining ring on Roland, Bizan might have really let Roland escape."

……

Fueled by several forces, the old port area witnessed a bustling scene rarely seen in decades.

Since the rise of magical technology, this old urban area has been in a state of endless decline.

The sudden arrival of a large number of nobles of high status has plunged many small merchants and minor nobles into ecstasy.

Their businesses and industries, though not of interest to the bigwigs.

But when important figures visit, they are not alone.

Instead, he brought along a large group of subordinates, followers, lackeys, and servants.

Often, a high-ranking nobleman would bring a procession of hundreds of people, along with various servants.

This massive flow of people further attracted merchants, adventurers, mercenaries, and speculators looking to make a fortune.

Faced with the staggering number of tourists, the governor of the old port district even had to reopen several abandoned docks, including the Kemono Friends Memorial Ferry.

Today, the memorial ferry for the victims of the Kemono Friends tragedy has been transformed into a city park filled with natural beauty.

The Tree Lady's clone was stationed in the center of the dock, disguised as an ordinary tree spirit that had not yet developed any intelligence.

The spreading roots enveloped the fishing boat that once carried 336 disabled beast girls.

Branches intertwined and grew between the large hole pierced by magic, their lush green leaves concealing the wounds and protecting them from the erosion of the sea breeze.

Thus, this fishing boat, a testament to the hardships, was preserved.

Everyone in the group who participated in the rescue knows this.

There once was a group of disabled beast girls who folded themselves into the shape of cargo and used their last breath to escape from hell.

The kind and benevolent Lady Roland rescued and took in the pitiful beast girls, rewarding their courage with a decent and beautiful life.

"In a game for ages 7 and up, this would be a spectacular building that increases group cohesion."

"Miss Roland, I don't understand what you mean."

"Oh, you don't need to understand, I was just saying it offhand."

Roland put down the magical telescope imbued with intermediate Eagle Eye and spoke to the spy chief cat MaiMai beside her.

She was currently on the newly constructed observation deck of the Sky Gardens.

With a telescope equipped with Eagle Vision, one can see directly from here the port terminals of the old port area.

After all, the slums were right next to New Sprouts Street, and the port and docks that required a lot of hard labor were naturally not far away either.

Roland turned the telescope upside down, gently blew away the dust that had settled on the lenses, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the inside of the telescope tube.

This expensive magic telescope was also a gift from Kalil to her.

We had planned to go out and see the scenery together, but we never got to do it.

Now, she's using it to observe the traffic situation at the port.

"Oh dear, even though Khalil was away on a business trip, she's still been helping out."

Roland sighed, then tucked the arm-length magic telescope under her skirt.

She has now learned this action as well; it is actually another way of using the spatial ring.

By creating a spatial passage under the skirt, one can naturally create a wondrous effect of an alternate dimension under the skirt.

Upon hearing this, MaiMai, the cat standing next to Roland, tilted its head in confusion, its orange cat ears perking up in a puzzled arc.

"Miss Roland, is the Caryl you just mentioned the mastermind behind Pink Harbor?"

As a catgirl who later turned to the light, she never personally met the angel investor of the Roland Group, the thief of Roland's first kiss, the big boss of Pink Harbor, the behind-the-scenes local tyrant of the Old Port District, the ultimate destroyer of Fox Tail, or the top-level prison nine gates.

In other words, the great succubus Kalil.

Roland looked towards the horizon and answered.

"Kariel... MaiMai, you haven't met her yet, have you?"

"She is my best friend. I wouldn't have achieved what I have today without her investment and help."

"However, she's been away on business for quite some time. By the time you joined the Roland Group, she had already disappeared for several months."

Cat MaiMai carefully observed Roland's expression.

Having previously served as a high-ranking official at Seven O'Clock Opening and now holding the position of head of the secret service, her ability to understand people's hearts is extraordinary.

She keenly sensed the nostalgia and subtle shyness in Roland's tone.

No wonder the succubi privately call Roland "Boss Lady"; there must be something going on between them.

However, as Roland's most loyal intelligence chief, Cat Mai Mai naturally knows what to ask and what not to ask.

After expressing her emotions, Roland turned to look at the cat MaiMai.

"MaiMai, are the courtroom staff ready?"

"The first group of aristocratic tourists has arrived at the port. Their curiosity is off the charts. You must protect the group's confidential technology and intelligence."

Cat Mai Mai stood at attention, clenched her right fist and punched her left breast, her face serious.

"Don't worry, Miss Roland."

"We guarantee to complete the mission!"