bookpower Chapter 29: | 029 | The Fallen One, Laplace
Chapter 29: | 029 | The Fallen One, Laplace
In the fortified vault imbued with various runic enchantments and secured with several chains, a gorgeous white-haired lady lay shackled at its center. Quite contrasting appearance from the monster-like imprisonment.
When the fortified vault doors slowly unfolded and opened itself to the outside world. The white-haired lady slowly opened his eyes and saw the one that imprisoned her along with many others.
She noticed the unbridled fear in the captain's eyes, making her slightly chuckle at his unfortunate circumstance.
On the other hand, Abraham was in a daze as though he had seen something profound, which wasn't far from the truth for the middle-aged man.
A stunning white-haired lady with demon-like black horns and a dark lizard tail was a check in the list of things he found attractive.
Though, Abraham controlled himself and didn't reveal much from his expression. It would be damned if the other side thought of him as a weirdo.
"My, my... Crassus. You lost your life." An exquisite voice escaped her supple lips while the captain trembled in horror.
Abraham noticed the reaction of Crassus and wondered what the captain feared so much from the white-haired lady in front of them.
"It looks like you already knew what happened to the ship." The Fleet Admiral remarked and the beautiful white-haired lady raised an eyebrow before returning to look at him with interest.
"So, you understand our languages. Here I thought, I will be handling another annoying language barrier." She lightly chuckled as if not bothered by her situation.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Fleet Admiral Abraham Shepherd of the United Navy." As per etiquette, Abraham introduced himself to the imprisoned one.
The gorgeous white-haired demoness merely gazed at the Fleet Admiral, seemingly stupefied. However, she hid it quickly for a second.
"I am honestly dumbfounded, a human actually respectfully introduced himself to a beastfolk. Is the sun rising from the west?" The white-haired lady playfully commented.
"Apologies, but the sun is sadly rising from the west." Abraham gave an amusing smile to the lady, while the Marines glanced at the Fleet Admiral in shock.
But the 2nd Lieutenant glared at his men to not react much to their Fleet Admiral's attempts. There must be a reason for it, a plan perhaps.
"What a jolly gentleman," The white-haired lady giggled while being shackled by dozens of chains.
"May I know your name?" Abraham asked as his mind ran with various digital screens that helped him talk eloquently to the beautiful white-haired lady.
According to Systema, he needed all the help he could get. Or specifically, her words were.
| Fleet Admiral, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to grow and graduate as a man. Systema will assist every moment of this conversation for the Fleet Admiral's future. |
Abraham didn't know if he should be disappointed in himself for asking for assistance from his precious partner, but with how things were going, he wasn't regretting it.
"I am Laplace, the Dragoness of the East." The imprisoned one finally introduced herself to the Fleet Admiral, bringing about an amiable atmosphere.
"Good to see you, Laplace. Call me, Abraham. I'll set you free." Abraham smirked at the white-haired lady and walked over to the runic enchantments imbued on the vault's walls.
He took out a military knife from his coat and began ruining the enchantments. In mere seconds, the enchantments lost their power and the suppression of Laplace faded in an instant.
The white-haired dragoness, or Laplace, felt her strength returning to her weakened body. It has been a while since she grasped this great power.
Afterward, the chains restraining her to the center broke into pieces as she steadily moved her shackled limbs left and right.
Abraham felt the strength of the dragoness and wondered the limits of her power. She might be able to lift a truck with ease, and maybe more in her current state.
"How does freedom feel like?" He inquired, to which the white-haired dragoness replied with a saddened smile.
"Delightful and Heavy." Quite a depressing answer, but Abraham gave a thumbs up and remarked to the freed white-haired dragoness.
"It looks like you're free."
Freedom wasn't always without a price as it has responsibilities and consequences. You would become in charge of your own life, and become responsible for your failures.
Sometimes, you would fear the responsibilities of freedom. But that's a natural process and time will help you adapt to its difficulties.
It was something Abraham personally understood from his former experiences.
Meanwhile, Crassus was beside the Marine, in fear of the dragoness doing something against him. She stared at him in intrigue and grinned, revealing her fangs.
"Do I appear like someone who wants to eat you, Crassus?" Laplace seemed like teasing Crassus, but Abraham knew that the captain would have died if not for the dragoness understanding that he needed the captain alive.
The color of her sentiments towards Captain Crassus was incredibly hostile. Which was understandable. You just don't move on from enslavement, because someone said so.
"We can chatter later, how about we climb to the upper decks?" Abraham coolly advised, which everyone in the bottom deck accepted.
The group then walked through the staircase with Abraham and Laplace leading the way. It didn't take long for them to reach the main deck and the radiant light of the sun swiftly covered their bodies.
Laplace used her pale arms as cover from the bright radiance of the sun and soon observed the main deck of the conquered merchant vessel of Pinguis Arca.
As her golden-slitted eyes discerned her surroundings, the dragoness promptly noticed gigantic metallic warships passing beside the merchant ship. One towered over everything and created a vast shadow encompassing the ship.
It was then she realized the exceptional power of the United Navy.