Chapter 743 - 509: Crime and Punishment (Part One)
Niergen, the kid, was sitting in a wheelchair aboard the ship. Although Malin wanted to open a teleportation channel for him, who would have thought that this kid actually had an allergy to teleportation – the kind that makes his whole body uncomfortable for half a year each time he uses the portal.
Malin’s departure was a relief to everyone in Sim Port – the nobles who got plastered by Malin last night suddenly realized that although the Frost Giant was small and a half-blood, he was still legendary, and a Chosen Champion, at that. How did they even survive drinking with him last night?
Was it because Fate gave them a break? Or did the Chosen Champion simply close his eyes?
No one knew, and ignorance was bliss. No one wanted an answer to that question, so Malin’s departure meant they wouldn’t have to risk their lives drinking with a gentleman tonight. That was good news for everyone.
Yes, it was good news for Malin too. At least the would-be maid with an exceptionally rugged appearance wouldn’t be coming along to serve Mr. Malin anymore.
Please, a noble lady with arms thicker than Malin’s legs – just don’t appear in each other’s lives ever again.
After a half day’s journey by ship, Malin and his party returned to Copenhagen. Niergen was knocked out by a Sleep Spell from Malin, which proved to be very effective. There was no way Niergen could resist Malin’s spell formation, and he slept all the way until they arrived, leaving old Jack no choice but to wheel the boy back to their home.
Malin, along with Eleven and Old Gaett, returned to the Northern Kingdom’s royal Little Palace that had just been prepared for him – news of the Chosen Champion’s duel had already spread across the world last night. Malin didn’t know how many people would be shocked, but the two-story garden villa seemed to have been cleaned overnight, even the maids were carefully chosen, and the one leading them was said to be a side-branch princess of the royal household. She looked to be in her twenties, tall like the Northerners and delicately beautiful like the High Elves, but most importantly, she was very voluptuous.
And her Elvish was incredibly standard, even carrying a bit of a High Elf accent.