Chapter 409 - 408. Masha, Isadora Nightkiss
The sun cast a golden shimmer over the vast sea, where a majestic adventurer’s ship floated silently across the endless blue.
The breeze was gentle, but there was something peculiar about the scene—every crew member on board wore the same lovestruck expression, eyes twinkling with adoration, as they worked with exaggerated grins.
In the captain’s quarters, a woman sat at a large wooden desk, her boots resting on the map-strewn surface. She wore a weathered cowboy hat, and her long, purple hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.
This was Isadora Nightkiss, infamously known as the Manhunter—though her current expression looked more like a bored librarian than a deadly seductress.
Suddenly, the entire ship shuddered.
Her eyes snapped shut, and in that moment, her consciousness flickered through the vision of one of her crew members stationed on the deck.
There, standing at the bow of the ship, was a striking blonde woman. Her spiky hair seemed to defy gravity, and her muscular figure radiated raw strength. She was surrounded by crew members with weapons drawn—but they still wore those goofy, heart-filled expressions.
"Ho ho..." the woman chuckled, her voice deep and bemused. "You’ve really leveled up, Isadora. Your charm magic has improved drastically. And you’re still not even at the Divine Seeker Realm yet."
Back in the captain’s office, Isadora narrowed her eyes.
"Back off," she whispered.
Instantly, the crew lowered their weapons and returned to their tasks, as if nothing had happened.