radicalducati Chapter 139 Captain, Why is it you?
Chapter 139 Captain, Why is it you?
A muddy, gray, slowly flowing river - the Gray River.
In fact, it is the sewer of Fontaine.
A bar called "The Croods" sits on the riverside, in stark contrast to the surrounding hustle and bustle.
This is where the lower class people of Fontaine live.
Walking into the bar is like entering another world: noisy sounds fill every corner, colorful lights flash constantly, and dynamic music is deafening.
Here, you can see all kinds of people: some are swaying on the dance floor, as if they want to put all their worries behind them; others are sitting at the bar, drinking one glass after another, trying to numb themselves with alcohol.
However, in such a chaotic place, a unique figure attracted everyone's attention.
The door of the bar was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with a cold temperament and beautiful appearance stepped into this chaotic place.
For Alechino, this was not her first time here, but she still felt disgusted by the environment here.
Her eyes were calm and determined, like two sharp swords, piercing through the crowd and quickly locking onto the target - the contact person she was looking for.
She was wearing a tight black dress that perfectly outlined her curvy figure. The hem of her skirt fluttered with her steps like a dancing black butterfly.
Her silky long hair fell naturally on her shoulders, sometimes gently brushing against her snow-white skin, exuding a charming luster.
A pair of black eyes are sharp and keen, shining like the brightest stars in the night sky.
The cold expression reveals an aura that makes people feel difficult to approach.
In a corner of the bar, there was a man sitting, his figure hidden in the dim light, looming.
Alechino's eyes were like a hawk's, instantly locking onto him.
She was seen walking towards him slowly with graceful figure and light steps.
"We meet again. I didn't expect it would be you this time, Captain." Alechino walked up to the man and sat down gracefully.
At this moment, there happened to be two cups on the table, and one of them was empty, obviously specially prepared for her.
Alechino always acts decisively and efficiently, without any delay.
She picked up the bottle on the table and skillfully filled a glass for herself.
"What? Can't I come to Fontaine?" The man's voice sounded at the right time, with a hint of rhetorical question in his tone.
"I thought you were still handling affairs in Nata." Alechino took a sip of the inferior wine in the glass, and the strong spicy taste burned along the throat all the way to the stomach.
"I don't understand what Her Majesty the Queen is thinking about Lord Water God getting married. Anyway, I was just sent here to act as a spokesperson." The man answered calmly, as if he didn't care about the matter.
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"Fufu, don't worry, trust me, I will be back soon."
Shen He gently stroked Funina's silky soft hair, his eyes full of doting.
Although Funina's attempt to stop him from taking immediate action seemed a bit naive, Shen He did not feel annoyed at all. On the contrary, he was secretly happy in his heart, because this made him deeply realize Funina's sincere feelings for him and her deep dependence on him.
"No! You must not go. That woman is really dangerous!" Funina was extremely anxious. She shook her head desperately and hugged Shen He's arm tightly with increasing strength.
She seemed to be afraid that if she let go, Shen He would leave her. At this moment, worry and fear flashed in her beautiful eyes.
In Finina's eyes, Alechino was like a devil, and his power was astonishing.
In comparison, Shen He was simply unable to compete with him and could be said to be on a completely different level.
However, this was just Funina's wrong assessment of Shen He's strength.
Ever since completing dual cultivation with Hu Tao and successfully condensing a virtual godhood, Shen He has already possessed the baseline strength of a demon god.
Of course, even if they are all demons, there are differences in strength between them.
The Grass God might be one of the weaker gods among them.
Shen He evaluated himself and felt that he was similar to the Little Grass God. Although he was not a top-notch expert, he at least had a certain level of strength.
"Don't worry, I can easily defeat her now... Well, I can't be too confident. After all, my combat experience is still a little lacking, so it may be difficult for me to achieve a complete victory." Shen He said.
He knew very well that one would make mistakes if he spoke too much, so he did not dare to say anything too absolute.
After all, if things go against your wishes, you will lose all face!
In fact, combat experience does play a vital role in actual combat.
Especially when the strength of both sides is similar, whoever can better use their own skills and strategies will have a greater advantage.
Although Shen He now has superior strength, he cannot guarantee that no accidents will happen.
After a long and patient consolation, Funina's wounded heart finally found some comfort and gradually calmed down.
She sighed softly, indicating that she was willing to let Shen He go.
As the gentle hands slowly moved away from Shen He, he felt relieved, but at the same time a little lost.
However, now is the time to say goodbye, and no amount of lingering will help.
"Go, but be careful!" Funina whispered with affection and reluctance.
There seemed to be tears gleaming in her eyes, as deep and blue as the sea, as if they would fall at any time.
Shen He stared at Fu Nina's slightly opened cherry lips, watching her gently exhale a breath of warm air. This warm air was like a gentle spring breeze, brushing across his cheeks, making his heart ripple.
His eyes gradually became hot.
Holding Funina in his arms, Funina felt Shen He's strong hug and her breathing began to become rapid.
Then Shen He quickly leaned over, pecked her tender lips twice, and then waved goodbye to her.
This brief but affectionate kiss goodbye is like a shooting star across the sky, brilliant for a moment yet eternally unforgettable.
Furninha lowered her head shyly, her cheeks as red as the sunset.
This is probably the thing that Funina regrets the most.
If Shen He could have been kept, the subsequent events would not have happened.