Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring'

Chapter 1889 - 1494: New Plan_4

As Su Mo was struggling with his thoughts, he found himself at the entrance of Icaroya’s office.The door was open, and Icaroya was sitting at the desk, reviewing some documents.

Su Mo took a deep breath and walked in.

Just then, the door behind him closed automatically with a snap.

Su Mo walked straight up to Icaroya and said respectfully, "Lord Icaroya, the task is complete. I have successfully disrupted Krisia’s birthday party, spreading the chaos far and wide."

"Hmm, very well done."

Icaroya responded without looking up, continuing to review the documents.

"Lord Icaroya, there’s something I need to report to you specifically."

"Speak!"

"Well, at the party, there was a young man named Amiclair, who is, in fact, the son of the Duke of the Immortal Empire. His power is incredibly strong, absurdly strong, beyond what a normal person can possess. Moreover, Emperor Kilmock and others have an ambiguous attitude towards him, which I find highly suspicious."

Su Mo stated simply and clearly.

"I understand."

Icaroya replied indifferently, her words lacking any emotional fluctuation, as if she’d heard something quite ordinary.

Su Mo was quite puzzled by Icaroya’s reaction, wondering if she had known all along?

On further reflection, it seemed to be the only explanation, so he put the question aside.

Su Mo coughed and spoke to Icaroya.

"Well, Lord Icaroya, I guess there isn’t much going on recently, right? I’d like to request leave to leave Star Ring City for a while to handle some matters, if I may...."

Before Su Mo could finish, Icaroya set down the pen and raised her head to gaze at Su Mo.

Su Mo’s heart skipped a beat, and his remaining words stuck in his throat. He was puzzled about what he might have said wrong.

During the report, Icaroya hadn’t looked at him once, but now for a leave request she was staring him down?

As if Su Mo was watched until his forehead started to sweat.

Icaroya finally spoke.

"Come back quickly."

"Okay, okay, then I’ll take my leave."

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Icaroya did not respond to Su Mo, simply lowering her head to continue correcting the documents.

Seeing this, Su Mo promptly paid his respects and left.

Before long, Su Mo walked out of the administration building, took a deep breath, and spoke to Xiao Shi.

"That’s sorted out now, but I’ve got to visit the old man once."

"What are you going to see him for?"

"What for? To let him store the supplies, of course. Otherwise, taking a load of supplies along to retrieve the Purgatory Heart — what if we run into an enemy, delivering us a goodie bag a thousand miles away?"

Su Mo asked with an odd expression.

"Hmm, that’s true."

The Creator·Swallower agreed, which was rare.

"And there are many things to prepare, like the ammunition supply for the Immortal Blade, and compute the simulations, how many fleets we need to retrieve..."

The more Su Mo spoke, the more he felt overwhelmed. This task wasn’t just big!

"You don’t need to worry about the retrieval. Just bring more Energy Crystals. I can infest the Purgatory Heart and move it myself. You will only need to escort us."

The Creator·Swallower said proudly.

Hearing this, Su Mo’s eyes lit up, and he said.

"Really?"

"Hmph, of course it’s true. Or relying on you, the yellow flowers would wilt. Without at least thousands of ships, moving the Purgatory Heart is impossible, not to mention it’s still in that damned place."

"Yes, at crucial moments you’re dependable."

Su Mo was visibly joyous.

"Alright, stop flattering, hurry and find the old man, hand him the supplies for safekeeping, the sooner prepared, the sooner departed!"

The Creator·Swallower urged Su Mo in a deep voice.

"It’s rare to see you so active, huh?"

Su Mo continued to walk to the general store while cheekily teasing the Creator·Swallower.

"Hmph, isn’t it because you’re broke to death, with nothing, that you need to reaccumulate everything from scratch — as if I need to worry so much?"

The Creator·Swallower retorted unapologetically to Su Mo.

Su Mo sighed hopelessly, quickly saying.

"Alright, alright, I’ll pretend I didn’t say anything, okay?"

"Hmph!"

Seeing that matters were settled, the Creator·Swallower stopped further complaining.