First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

Andrew followed Sarah to the driver's seat, but he was out of breath after walking less than a hundred meters.

Having endured both mental and physical torment during the day, it's a miracle he can still walk; it's his will to survive that kept him here.

“You are…” Raven recognized Andrew, his eyes filled with anger. He had led many operations to hunt down Miss Fortune in the past.

"You're actually still alive?"

"Your task is to teach them how to operate the 'Leviathan' and explain the function of all the devices in this room."

“The faster they learn, the higher your chances of survival, understand?” Sarah’s tone was authoritative.

Andrew finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground again, his voice weak.

“Yes…of course, it’s precisely because I’m most familiar with the Leviathan that Planck sent me.”

"But could I have some water first? And maybe some bread too, I'm really at my limit right now..."

His head was swaying precariously, and he seemed about to fall into a deep sleep.

"You've become someone else's prisoner, and you still dare to make so many demands?" Raven glared angrily, his hatred for Andrew intense.

“Calm down, Raven,” Sarah comforted him.

"Do as he says. The most urgent task now is to learn how to operate the 'Leviathan'. Without him, this ship will remain stranded at sea indefinitely."

“…Yes, Captain.” Raven suppressed his anger, left the bridge, and went to the hold to find water and food.

Sarah then instructed Chief Engineer Sanchez: "I will send two more sailors to keep an eye on him. You all need to work hard tonight and make sure he doesn't hold back anything. Get the ship moving as soon as possible."

"Yes, Captain!"

……

three days later.

Harker didn't dare to delay for a moment. Before the ship had fully docked, he hurriedly jumped ashore and headed straight for Planck's estate.

He couldn't sleep a wink for the three days of his return journey.

He never imagined that a simple tracking task would completely change his worldview!

Harker, piloting the disguised cargo ship, kept the Siren in sight at all times and contacted the Leviathan every half day.

Only after leaving Bilgewater far enough away did the Leviathan go at full speed and circle around to intercept the Sirens.

As the Leviathan drew closer, Harker grew bolder, sailing to an even closer distance so he could see the details of the entire process through his binoculars.

But what did he see?

He saw a mysterious figure wielding a giant sword wreaking havoc on the "Leviathan".

He saw a magical barrier standing in front of the "Siren," blocking all the artillery fire.

He saw people jumping into the sea seeking help.

He watched as the Leviathan finally fell silent, with no more shells fired and no more shouts of killing.

"Quick! Retreat!" Hark shouted desperately, not wanting to stay in this area of ​​water for another second!

He staggered to the manor gate, and without taking a break, panting, he said to the guard, "Quick, quick, tell Mr. Planck that Huck is back!"

Upon arriving at the manor, Huck recounted in detail everything he had seen and heard along the way to Planck.

“It was my oversight. I didn’t expect that bald mage to be so powerful.” Planck’s face was grim.

"Having either of them would make Miss Fortune run rampant in Bilgewater. If both of them were to obey Miss Fortune, then only the four legendary heroes would be at your beck and call..."

"Hmph, so you're saying you're scared out of your wits and want to seek refuge with Miss Misfortune?"

Planck leaned forward, his eyes cruel, as if he might suddenly lunge and grab Huck by the neck at any moment.

"No, no..." Hack broke out in a cold sweat instantly, unsure how to explain.

“Those two people won’t be permanent guests on Miss Fortune’s ship; they’re just passing through.” Planck leaned back in his chair.

“When she returns to Bilgewater, those two will definitely not be on the ship. Otherwise, it's inexplicable that Miss Fortune left Bilgewater after the bald mage boarded the ship; it was clearly to see someone off.”

"Where's the man carrying the greatsword?" Hack wiped his face. "He's been on Miss Fortune's ship lately."

"Didn't you realize? The giant swordsman and the bald mage are on the same level."

"He's been on Miss Fortune's ship for so long just to wait for the bald mage to arrive; they're going to Ionia together!"

"It's not strange for people of this caliber to know each other. I was just unlucky to have attacked Miss Fortune before they left."

Isn't it because of your misjudgment of their strength...? Hack muttered to himself, but dared not say it aloud.

"Once they disembark in Ionia, even if Miss Fortune steals the 'Leviathan,' it won't bridge the gap between us and the Iron Trench Gang!"

"Getting out is easy, but getting back in will be difficult. I have the geographical advantage, and she has no supplies outside. Let's see how long she can hold out!"

Hack disagreed. Having witnessed power beyond human capabilities, he felt that no matter how strong Plank was, he was just an ordinary person.

Seeing Planck's confident demeanor, Huck decided to gradually reduce his contact with Planck until it was completely severed.

He had already decided that Miss Fortune would be the ultimate victor, and that Planck would lose everything.

After witnessing that battle firsthand, can you still say such a thing?

It's not enough for me to do it alone. Oh, and I should tell Crow and Old Blowing about this.

The three of us formed an alliance, and we now have almost the same manpower as the Iron Ditch Gang. The only difference is that our ships are not as powerful as the "Fear".

But distancing ourselves from Planck is imperative! It will be too late once Miss Misfortune takes over; cutting our losses now is the best option!

Just as Hark was lost in thought, Planck slowly said, "I hope you will be a wise man and keep everything you see to yourself, and not tell anyone. Otherwise, you should know what your fate will be."

"Ah, of course, of course. You know, I'm the smartest among the leaders of big gangs, and I know best what makes a smart choice."

Huck remained calm and verbally agreed.

That's right, what's the smartest choice? Miss Luck, of course!

I refuse to believe that your eyeliner can cover every corner of Bilgewater!

After leaving Planck Manor and returning to his headquarters, Huck ordered his men to deliver a letter to Raven and Old Blow.

They arranged to meet at an abandoned warehouse at the slaughterhouse dock, but did not explain the purpose of the meeting.

"Sorry, Planck, you have no idea what you're facing."

Huck sat in the dark room, talking to himself.

Without those two monsters, Planck's loss to Miss Fortune would have been inevitable.

Besides, even if those two monsters aren't here, who knows when they might come back?

With their backing, Planck dreams of being king? To hell with it!