A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 943

Chapter 943: Chapter 656: Invitation Chapter 943: Chapter 656: Invitation Generally speaking, Duanmu Huai rarely establishes branches of the Tribunal in other regions. Most of the time, he just helps others resolve troubles before he walks away, leaving behind a holy statue of the Tribunal to gather some followers–that's it. For instance, the branch in Sky Province is literally hands-off; as long as they don't violate the explicit rules of the Tribunal, nothing else matters.

But Faelun was different.

Now that it had been confirmed that the Corrupted Foil had begun to invade Faelun, Duanmu Huai couldn't just stand by. Faelun might soon become the first battlefield where the Tribunal would again clash with the Evil God, so naturally Duanmu Huai couldn't just let things take their course like on other planets.

“Is it that dangerous?”

Upon hearing Duanmu Huai explain his reasons for building a branch in this world, Anhe Guleiya was greatly surprised.

“Of course, do you still remember the first world we traveled to together? It had been tainted by the Evil God–though the contamination in that world was relatively mild.”

“Huh? Does that mean this world might see the same thing?”

“Exactly, and since the Evil God has already manifested in this world, we need to be cautious. It might further weaken the reality barrier and launch a major assault… Mary, are you listening to me?”

Duanmu Huai sighed as he glanced at Mary beside him.

Right now, Mary naturally couldn't hear him.

She was walking beside Duanmu Huai, her eyes glowing as she marveled at the various races on the streets, her face alight with excitement.

“That's an elf, they really do have long ears! And dwarves, their beards are so long! Ah, are those Lizardmen over there? I never expected to see Lizardmen… Huh? Could that be the legendary Orc, so tall…”
At that moment, Mary was fervently scribbling in her notebook, her spirit unabated… Well, one could understand. A girl who loved fantasy tales of magic and dragons would surely find herself in a dream upon arriving in such a world.

“Oh… I wonder if we could meet a prince or a princess…”

“Aren't we princesses too?”

Hearing this, An chuckled as she teased, and Mary bashfully looked down.

“Ah, sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I mean… that kind… like in the stories…”

“Well, it's not incomprehensible.”

Even though Mary's response was somewhat hesitant, Duanmu Huai understood what she meant. While An and Guleiya were technically princesses, strictly speaking, the fashion style of Manaria was already quite modern, with white shirts, bow ties, and short skirts, hardly distinguishable from modern-day attire at a first glance.

Yet the princesses in the stories Mary read were those with flowing blonde hair, wearing crowns and gowns… Well, it remained uncertain whether such princesses existed in this world.

Speaking of which, shouldn't princesses not wear crowns? Wasn't that for queens?

During the conversation, the group arrived at the city gate–of course, this time Duanmu Huai had brought them to Deepwater City again, out of habit and because they hadn't yet visited Baldur's Gate.

However, as they reached the city gate, Duanmu Huai and the others were stopped by the guards.

“Ah…”
Watching this unfold, An spread her hands helplessly.

“It's always like this when I travel with Mr. Knight.”

“Hmm… after all, Mr. Knight's outfit is too…”
Guleiya cautiously added, and of course, those in the know understood.

Unexpectedly, faced with Duanmu Huai, the guards were serious but showed no panic. Instead, they examined him carefully, and the leading guard stepped forward, bowing respectfully to him.

“Excuse me for disturbing you, but are you Grand Judge Duanmu Huai of the Tribunal?”

“Yes, that's me.”

“Do you have any proof of that?”

“No.”

Duanmu Huai snorted lightly, jokingly thinking, what were they expecting, an ID card?

The guard paused at Duanmu Huai's response, then seemed to think of something.

“Then… could you please remove your helmet, so I may verify?”

“You asked for it.”

Duanmu Huai shrugged, then took off his helmet.

Almost at that instant, the guards facing Duanmu Huai shuddered and stepped back. Meanwhile, the civilians approaching the city gate screamed loudly upon seeing Duanmu Huai; a few young women fainted, and others screamed as if they had seen a siege monster and turned to run.

“Oh dear… haven't seen this scene in a long while…”
Watching this familiar and nostalgic scene unfold, An chuckled, while Mary stared dumbfounded at the chaotic city gate… Well, it seemed that was exactly what it was.

“Any more questions?”

Duanmu Huai put his helmet back on and asked; unlike before, this time the soldiers on the city walls were on high alert, bows drawn and even the ballistas had turned to aim at Duanmu Huai's body, as if facing not a man, but a fearsome Balrog.

Chapter end

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