Chapter 303: Mars Moves
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Chapter 303 Mars Moves
As time went by, the auction continued, and soon the 50th item appeared on the stage.
Ambrose, who was seated near the top row, looked with boredom in his features, as he was just waiting for Mars to make his move.
However, even though his appearance seemed calm, there was agonizing pain boiling inside him.
He could feel his soul shuddering in pain and wanting to break through his flesh and escape from his body.
However, since this body was Ambrose's, the soul couldn't do anything but endure the unbearable suffering.
'Yeah, yeah, I get it. You are not only suffering.' Ambrose spoke to his soul as if it were a different entity, but it was just another part of him.
At that moment, the auctioneer announced the item.
"This is a special kind of poison from the Poison Lands of the Dark Continent. It is said to be potent enough to kill a person in just a second.
"This poison also has its own mind—if one puts their own slave contract on the poison, they can control it to tell who to kill and who are allies—that's why you also get an extra slave contract stamp in addition to the poison!"
Ambrose's expression turned serious.
'What a scary object, but also very useful... very.' nove/LB-1n
However, when the starting bid was announced, Ambrose's eye twitched in annoyance, as he wasn't even wealthy enough to participate in the starting bid, let alone win the object.
'I heard that the heart of the Nymn Tree got sold for 1.2 million silvers. Maybe I could sell it as well...'
Ambrose felt dizzy about the amount of money he could acquire with that object.
After a short while, a black-haired man with a long scar running down his cheek managed to purchase the poison and the slave contract. He looked like a vicious pirate who would definitely use this poison to do atrocious deeds.
"Hmm..." Ambrose silently thought about something with narrowed eyes.
The night then moved by, and when the large clock near the ceiling struck midnight, the auctioneer spread his arms and announced the ending of the auction.
In total, 88 items were sold, and the auction seemed like a smash hit. The pirates then left the hall with a sense of satisfaction and excitement, eagerly anticipating the next auction.
At the entrance of the hall, Tyrannus shook hands with every bidder as they departed from the hall with their purchased goods.
After a short while, Tyrannus saw Mars, followed by his crew, which included Ambrose, walking out of the hall.
He smiled silently, stopped shaking hands with the pirates, and moved onto the nearby room.
The room was dimly lit, but the large window showed the entirety of the island.
"Are Dreadnought and Arkham in the positions?" Tyrannus asked and glanced at the corner of the room.
"Yeah." Adam raised his cup, which was filled with expensive wine. "Cheers for the successful auction."
"It's not over yet." Tyrannus crossed his arms behind his back and walked over to the window. "We'll have to ensure that they get safely out of the island, or our reputation will suffer.
"However, it ain't my problem what will happen outside the island."
"What about Mars?" Adam asked. "Logically, he should wait till the person who purchased the heart sets sails before attacking."
"I talked with him." Tyrannus said. "I told him about someone planning to steal his item. He believed me. He will wait in Haventown till I say so, and Mars ain't a patient person; I can tell because he is like me."
"This is all just because you wanted to find out what Mars wanted." Adam shook his head. "You should've killed him immediately in your throne room. You don't even care about that mace."
"There is something else behind this; I can feel it." Tyrannus formed a fist with his right hand and pointed it at the window. "Does he simply want the luck that the heart of the Nymn Tree offers, or is there something else? I'll force him to tell me."
Adam looked at the cup of wine in his hand and saw its liquid surface reflecting the flickering candlelight. It changed the color of the wine from red to a deep, rich purple.
"Go to Haventown." Tyrannus said. "I'll come shortly. I am certain that Mars will make his move tonight when he thinks I am still occupied with the dealings of the auction."
Adam downed the wine, then put the cup down on the table and walked out of the room.
Tyrannus rubbed his neck and took a deep breath.
He then reached his hand towards the door, and suddenly, his battleaxe smashed through the door and landed on his hand perfectly.
"Hahahahaha..." He laughed in a sinister manner.
...
"Captain, we are not going to the ship?" Apollo asked as he noticed that Mars was heading over to the bridge that went over the raging water and led to Haventown.
"No." Mars replied shortly and looked like he had no intention of answering.
However, his gaze intensely followed the back of a certain pirate dressed in a fancy suit. One of his crewmates beside him carried a wooden box with tree engravings.
After a short while, the crowd that departed from the auction hall had finally arrived at Haventown after nearly an hour of walking, as they also had to walk down the mountain.
Mars came to a stop in front of a store that sold cold drinks. He got seated in a seat, and ordered some refreshing drinks.
After the drink arrived, he took a short sip and looked across the street towards four-story inn, where the pirate with fancy suit and his pirate crew went for the night.
A short distance away from Mars, Damian, Apollo, and Ambrose were leaning against a wall of a nearby brick building.
"So, what were you doing?" Damian asked Ambrose. "Since you didn't come with us,"
"I traveled with one of Sea King's crewmates." Ambrose said vaguely. "Nothing special happened."
He didn't want to talk about what might happen tonight because there was nothing they could do and they might put themselves at unnecessary risk.
Ambrose was confident about his strength, but even he was preparing to die. However, his death wouldn't be permanent, unlike theirs, so unless he really needed their help, he wouldn't tell.
Apollo narrowed his eyes and felt like there was something odd about the whole situation, but he didn't think he was close enough to Ambrose to pry deeper.
At that moment, Ambrose heard a voice inside his mind.
'Mars has been following a pirate captain who bidded on the heart.' It was Bonney's voice.
'You don't sound like you are in pain. Easier to use your abilities now?' Ambrose talked inside his mind.
'Yes. Now that I have my body back, I have re-learned to use my abilities, and I am able to move around more easily.' Bonney said telepathically.
'Anyway, Mars will most likely make his move tonight, and I've seen an unusual amount of movement from Sea King's side in Haventown.
'Tyrannus must be expecting Mars to attack.'
'He is,' Ambrose said to Bonney.
'How do you know that?' Bonney asked strangely.
'Adam and I made a deal.' Ambrose said. 'Whoever wins between Tyrannus and Mars will die by our hands.'
'Adam?!' Bonney's voice turned serious. 'He is one person I would be wary of. I never know what he is planning, and I've always had a feeling that he knew I was just a clone.
'Just do not trust him.
'Also, Dreadnought and Arkham will make things very difficult.'
'Arkham and Dreadnought are dead.' Ambrose said. 'Also, I am not fully trusting Adam. I also know that he has some kind of ulterior motive.'
Bonney immediately turned silent after Ambrose spoke so casually about the deaths of two Sea King Commanders, who were higher rank than her and also vastly more powerful.
Yet they were dead just like that.
'I understand...' Bonney said softly, but then exclaimed. 'Mars is making his move!'
Ambrose shot his gaze towards Mars, who stood up and fixed his sleeves as he began approaching the inn.
Mars was finally going to do his move!
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Chapter 303 Mars Moves
As time went by, the auction continued, and soon the 50th item appeared on the stage.
Ambrose, who was seated near the top row, looked with boredom in his features, as he was just waiting for Mars to make his move.
However, even though his appearance seemed calm, there was agonizing pain boiling inside him.
He could feel his soul shuddering in pain and wanting to break through his flesh and escape from his body.
However, since this body was Ambrose's, the soul couldn't do anything but endure the unbearable suffering.
'Yeah, yeah, I get it. You are not only suffering.' Ambrose spoke to his soul as if it were a different entity, but it was just another part of him.
At that moment, the auctioneer announced the item.
"This is a special kind of poison from the Poison Lands of the Dark Continent. It is said to be potent enough to kill a person in just a second.
"This poison also has its own mind—if one puts their own slave contract on the poison, they can control it to tell who to kill and who are allies—that's why you also get an extra slave contract stamp in addition to the poison!"
Ambrose's expression turned serious.
'What a scary object, but also very useful... very.' nove/LB-1n
However, when the starting bid was announced, Ambrose's eye twitched in annoyance, as he wasn't even wealthy enough to participate in the starting bid, let alone win the object.
'I heard that the heart of the Nymn Tree got sold for 1.2 million silvers. Maybe I could sell it as well...'
Ambrose felt dizzy about the amount of money he could acquire with that object.
After a short while, a black-haired man with a long scar running down his cheek managed to purchase the poison and the slave contract. He looked like a vicious pirate who would definitely use this poison to do atrocious deeds.
"Hmm..." Ambrose silently thought about something with narrowed eyes.
The night then moved by, and when the large clock near the ceiling struck midnight, the auctioneer spread his arms and announced the ending of the auction.
In total, 88 items were sold, and the auction seemed like a smash hit. The pirates then left the hall with a sense of satisfaction and excitement, eagerly anticipating the next auction.
At the entrance of the hall, Tyrannus shook hands with every bidder as they departed from the hall with their purchased goods.
After a short while, Tyrannus saw Mars, followed by his crew, which included Ambrose, walking out of the hall.
He smiled silently, stopped shaking hands with the pirates, and moved onto the nearby room.
The room was dimly lit, but the large window showed the entirety of the island.
"Are Dreadnought and Arkham in the positions?" Tyrannus asked and glanced at the corner of the room.
"Yeah." Adam raised his cup, which was filled with expensive wine. "Cheers for the successful auction."
"It's not over yet." Tyrannus crossed his arms behind his back and walked over to the window. "We'll have to ensure that they get safely out of the island, or our reputation will suffer.
"However, it ain't my problem what will happen outside the island."
"What about Mars?" Adam asked. "Logically, he should wait till the person who purchased the heart sets sails before attacking."
"I talked with him." Tyrannus said. "I told him about someone planning to steal his item. He believed me. He will wait in Haventown till I say so, and Mars ain't a patient person; I can tell because he is like me."
"This is all just because you wanted to find out what Mars wanted." Adam shook his head. "You should've killed him immediately in your throne room. You don't even care about that mace."
"There is something else behind this; I can feel it." Tyrannus formed a fist with his right hand and pointed it at the window. "Does he simply want the luck that the heart of the Nymn Tree offers, or is there something else? I'll force him to tell me."
Adam looked at the cup of wine in his hand and saw its liquid surface reflecting the flickering candlelight. It changed the color of the wine from red to a deep, rich purple.
"Go to Haventown." Tyrannus said. "I'll come shortly. I am certain that Mars will make his move tonight when he thinks I am still occupied with the dealings of the auction."
Adam downed the wine, then put the cup down on the table and walked out of the room.
Tyrannus rubbed his neck and took a deep breath.
He then reached his hand towards the door, and suddenly, his battleaxe smashed through the door and landed on his hand perfectly.
"Hahahahaha..." He laughed in a sinister manner.
...
"Captain, we are not going to the ship?" Apollo asked as he noticed that Mars was heading over to the bridge that went over the raging water and led to Haventown.
"No." Mars replied shortly and looked like he had no intention of answering.
However, his gaze intensely followed the back of a certain pirate dressed in a fancy suit. One of his crewmates beside him carried a wooden box with tree engravings.
After a short while, the crowd that departed from the auction hall had finally arrived at Haventown after nearly an hour of walking, as they also had to walk down the mountain.
Mars came to a stop in front of a store that sold cold drinks. He got seated in a seat, and ordered some refreshing drinks.
After the drink arrived, he took a short sip and looked across the street towards four-story inn, where the pirate with fancy suit and his pirate crew went for the night.
A short distance away from Mars, Damian, Apollo, and Ambrose were leaning against a wall of a nearby brick building.
"So, what were you doing?" Damian asked Ambrose. "Since you didn't come with us,"
"I traveled with one of Sea King's crewmates." Ambrose said vaguely. "Nothing special happened."
He didn't want to talk about what might happen tonight because there was nothing they could do and they might put themselves at unnecessary risk.
Ambrose was confident about his strength, but even he was preparing to die. However, his death wouldn't be permanent, unlike theirs, so unless he really needed their help, he wouldn't tell.
Apollo narrowed his eyes and felt like there was something odd about the whole situation, but he didn't think he was close enough to Ambrose to pry deeper.
At that moment, Ambrose heard a voice inside his mind.
'Mars has been following a pirate captain who bidded on the heart.' It was Bonney's voice.
'You don't sound like you are in pain. Easier to use your abilities now?' Ambrose talked inside his mind.
'Yes. Now that I have my body back, I have re-learned to use my abilities, and I am able to move around more easily.' Bonney said telepathically.
'Anyway, Mars will most likely make his move tonight, and I've seen an unusual amount of movement from Sea King's side in Haventown.
'Tyrannus must be expecting Mars to attack.'
'He is,' Ambrose said to Bonney.
'How do you know that?' Bonney asked strangely.
'Adam and I made a deal.' Ambrose said. 'Whoever wins between Tyrannus and Mars will die by our hands.'
'Adam?!' Bonney's voice turned serious. 'He is one person I would be wary of. I never know what he is planning, and I've always had a feeling that he knew I was just a clone.
'Just do not trust him.
'Also, Dreadnought and Arkham will make things very difficult.'
'Arkham and Dreadnought are dead.' Ambrose said. 'Also, I am not fully trusting Adam. I also know that he has some kind of ulterior motive.'
Bonney immediately turned silent after Ambrose spoke so casually about the deaths of two Sea King Commanders, who were higher rank than her and also vastly more powerful.
Yet they were dead just like that.
'I understand...' Bonney said softly, but then exclaimed. 'Mars is making his move!'
Ambrose shot his gaze towards Mars, who stood up and fixed his sleeves as he began approaching the inn.
Mars was finally going to do his move!
Chapter 303 Mars Moves As time went by, the auction continued, and soon the 50th item appeared on the stage. Ambrose, who was seated near the top row, looked with boredom in his features, as he was just waiting for Mars to make his move. However, even though his appearance seemed calm, there was agonizing pain boiling inside him. He could feel his soul shuddering in pain and wanting to break through his flesh and escape from his body. However, since this body was Ambrose's, the soul couldn't do anything but endure the unbearable suffering. 'Yeah, yeah, I get it. You are not only suffering.' Ambrose spoke to his soul as if it were a different entity, but it was just another part of him. At that moment, the auctioneer announced the item. "This is a special kind of poison from the Poison Lands of the Dark Continent. It is said to be potent enough to kill a person in just a second. "This poison also has its own mindif one puts their own slave contract on the poison, they can control it to tell who to kill and who are alliesthat's why you also get an extra slave contract stamp in addition to the poison!" Ambrose's expression turned serious. 'What a scary object, but also very useful... very.' nove/LB-1nHowever, when the starting bid was announced, Ambrose's eye twitched in annoyance, as he wasn't even wealthy enough to participate in the starting bid, let alone win the object. 'I heard that the heart of the Nymn Tree got sold for 1.2 million silvers. Maybe I could sell it as well...' Ambrose felt dizzy about the amount of money he could acquire with that object. After a short while, a black-haired man with a long scar running down his cheek managed to purchase the poison and the slave contract. He looked like a vicious pirate who would definitely use this poison to do atrocious deeds. "Hmm..." Ambrose silently thought about something with narrowed eyes. The night then moved by, and when the large clock near the ceiling struck midnight, the auctioneer spread his arms and announced the ending of the auction. In total, 88 items were sold, and the auction seemed like a smash hit. The pirates then left the hall with a sense of satisfaction and excitement, eagerly anticipating the next auction. At the entrance of the hall, Tyrannus shook hands with every bidder as they departed from the hall with their purchased goods. After a short while, Tyrannus saw Mars, followed by his crew, which included Ambrose, walking out of the hall. He smiled silently, stopped shaking hands with the pirates, and moved onto the nearby room. The room was dimly lit, but the large window showed the entirety of the island. "Are Dreadnought and Arkham in the positions?" Tyrannus asked and glanced at the corner of the room. "Yeah." Adam raised his cup, which was filled with expensive wine. "Cheers for the successful auction." "It's not over yet." Tyrannus crossed his arms behind his back and walked over to the window. "We'll have to ensure that they get safely out of the island, or our reputation will suffer. "However, it ain't my problem what will happen outside the island." "What about Mars?" Adam asked. "Logically, he should wait till the person who purchased the heart sets sails before attacking." "I talked with him." Tyrannus said. "I told him about someone planning to steal his item. He believed me. He will wait in Haventown till I say so, and Mars ain't a patient person; I can tell because he is like me." "This is all just because you wanted to find out what Mars wanted." Adam shook his head. "You should've killed him immediately in your throne room. You don't even care about that mace." "There is something else behind this; I can feel it." Tyrannus formed a fist with his right hand and pointed it at the window. "Does he simply want the luck that the heart of the Nymn Tree offers, or is there something else? I'll force him to tell me." Adam looked at the cup of wine in his hand and saw its liquid surface reflecting the flickering candlelight. It changed the color of the wine from red to a deep, rich purple. "Go to Haventown." Tyrannus said. "I'll come shortly. I am certain that Mars will make his move tonight when he thinks I am still occupied with the dealings of the auction." Adam downed the wine, then put the cup down on the table and walked out of the room. Tyrannus rubbed his neck and took a deep breath. He then reached his hand towards the door, and suddenly, his battleaxe smashed through the door and landed on his hand perfectly. "Hahahahaha..." He laughed in a sinister manner. ... "Captain, we are not going to the ship?" Apollo asked as he noticed that Mars was heading over to the bridge that went over the raging water and led to Haventown. "No." Mars replied shortly and looked like he had no intention of answering. However, his gaze intensely followed the back of a certain pirate dressed in a fancy suit. One of his crewmates beside him carried a wooden box with tree engravings. After a short while, the crowd that departed from the auction hall had finally arrived at Haventown after nearly an hour of walking, as they also had to walk down the mountain. Mars came to a stop in front of a store that sold cold drinks. He got seated in a seat, and ordered some refreshing drinks. After the drink arrived, he took a short sip and looked across the street towards four-story inn, where the pirate with fancy suit and his pirate crew went for the night. A short distance away from Mars, Damian, Apollo, and Ambrose were leaning against a wall of a nearby brick building. "So, what were you doing?" Damian asked Ambrose. "Since you didn't come with us," "I traveled with one of Sea King's crewmates." Ambrose said vaguely. "Nothing special happened." He didn't want to talk about what might happen tonight because there was nothing they could do and they might put themselves at unnecessary risk. Ambrose was confident about his strength, but even he was preparing to die. However, his death wouldn't be permanent, unlike theirs, so unless he really needed their help, he wouldn't tell. Apollo narrowed his eyes and felt like there was something odd about the whole situation, but he didn't think he was close enough to Ambrose to pry deeper. At that moment, Ambrose heard a voice inside his mind. 'Mars has been following a pirate captain who bidded on the heart.' It was Bonney's voice. 'You don't sound like you are in pain. Easier to use your abilities now?' Ambrose talked inside his mind. 'Yes. Now that I have my body back, I have re-learned to use my abilities, and I am able to move around more easily.' Bonney said telepathically. 'Anyway, Mars will most likely make his move tonight, and I've seen an unusual amount of movement from Sea King's side in Haventown. 'Tyrannus must be expecting Mars to attack.' 'He is,' Ambrose said to Bonney. 'How do you know that?' Bonney asked strangely. 'Adam and I made a deal.' Ambrose said. 'Whoever wins between Tyrannus and Mars will die by our hands.' 'Adam?!' Bonney's voice turned serious. 'He is one person I would be wary of. I never know what he is planning, and I've always had a feeling that he knew I was just a clone. 'Just do not trust him. 'Also, Dreadnought and Arkham will make things very difficult.' 'Arkham and Dreadnought are dead.' Ambrose said. 'Also, I am not fully trusting Adam. I also know that he has some kind of ulterior motive.' Bonney immediately turned silent after Ambrose spoke so casually about the deaths of two Sea King Commanders, who were higher rank than her and also vastly more powerful. Yet they were dead just like that. 'I understand...' Bonney said softly, but then exclaimed. 'Mars is making his move!' Ambrose shot his gaze towards Mars, who stood up and fixed his sleeves as he began approaching the inn. Mars was finally going to do his move!
