Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

“The last one, and it went more smoothly than I expected,” Carola said with a smile.

There is also competition among the enforcement teams, and those teams that complete their tasks more efficiently will have a greater chance of being elected to the Garden Council in the future.

She had already received the news that even the fastest-progressing enforcement teams still needed to retrieve five more magical dolls, so she was determined to win first place.

I really hope this Kafka can save me some trouble.

Well—it's just a bit of a hassle, but nothing really happens. The script has already been written; no matter how the actors on stage improvise, they will all eventually end up taking their final bows.

All she needs to do is play her role well.

"Reporting to Lady Carola, Kafka..." A mage from the enforcement team returned from the front, but she was panting heavily and was clearly not in good condition.

"What kind of decorum is this, all this panic? Remaining calm even when a Titan crashes down in front of us, and unfazed even when a dragon slays us from behind—that's the basic quality of our enforcement team," Carola smiled. "At all times, we must be elegant."

"Lady Carola is absolutely right," the mage Carola clapped her hands in response.

She truly deserves to be the strongest candidate to inherit the position of Rose Witch in the future!

"Will Kafka resist strongly? This is all within my expectations, that old stubborn man," Carola laughed. "We just need to take special measures to get him to reveal the whereabouts of SC1317."

"No, Lady Carola."

"Oh? Is he unusually docile? That saves a lot of trouble, since I hate violence the most; it's not elegant at all." Carola took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands.

"No, it's not that... Lady Carola."

"It's neither this nor that. Are you making fun of me? What's wrong with Kafka?"

"He...is missing."

A handkerchief slowly fell to the ground, and the whole atmosphere became unusually eerie.

Carola remained motionless in place for a long time, as if she were in deep meditation.

"You mean he ran away?" Carola said.

"Yes."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Oh no, Lady Caroline has gone mad. Wasn't she supposed to remain unmoved even if a Titan were to crash down in front of her?

"When did this happen?" Carola smiled, but her smile was unusually cold. You could read the meaning in her eyes—if you can't answer that, you can forget about staying here.

"Witnesses said that Kafka was seen yesterday, so it must have happened last night."

Last night—hehehe…running away?

In this Garden of Demi-European Elegance, a guilty man trying to run away? That's the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard. Calm down. As a native of Garden of Demi-European Elegance, he should know what running away means.

There has never been a person in history who successfully escaped—and he was known for his ability to compromise, not for being a ruthless character.

So, why did he think of running away?

Unless—someone helps him.

Who helped him?

Carola stared menacingly into the distance—at the escaped magical doll, SC1317…or perhaps, she had other accomplices?

"Kafka ran away?" Irene asked, enjoying her daily bread. "Oh, who is he?"

“Irena, you really don’t care about work at all,” Morissa complained. “He’s our last target.”

“That means we can call it a day!” Elena slammed her hand on the table and stood up. Although there was no table, she simply slapped her knee and sat down on the ground. “Great! I’m going to find Hayley to settle our wages.”

Kafka was the last target.

Kafka's departure means the goal is gone, the job is over, and the money is distributed.

Finally, I'm done. Even though I didn't do anything, I'm still exhausted.

Morissa looked at Elena speechlessly: "We must find Kafka and retrieve SC1317 to end the mission."

"Oh." Elena sat down listlessly again. "Then we'll just be wasting our time here until we find him."

"Sigh, he can't escape. He'll be found soon." Morissa ate her bread in small bites.

"Huh? Why?"

"Because this is the elegant garden of Europe."

……

"I told you, this is the Garden of Beauty and Elegance, I can't escape here—Diana, what are you doing back here?!" A grumpy middle-aged man yelled at a girl.

Qin watched this scene silently.

Last night, he and Diana sneaked into Kafka's residence.

Diana tried to reason with him and persuade him to leave the garden of Demiéville, but Kafka kept urging Diana to leave as soon as possible, to leave this country as far away as possible.

Why did he go to such lengths to erase her confinement order in the Garden of Beauty and order her to leave?

Isn't it all for her?

Finally, Gynt couldn't take it anymore, so she knocked Kafka unconscious with a scabbard and then took him to this abandoned warehouse.

But right now, his location magic has been activated, and with Qin's perception, she immediately sensed a large group of mages heading this way to encircle and annihilate them.

Moreover, just now, Jean had already tried to take the unconscious Kafka out of the Garden of Demiémy.

The answer is that once he leaves, his skin will rapidly decay, clearly indicating that some kind of special magic has been cast beforehand to prevent his escape.

That was done flawlessly.

It must be said that a magical kingdom with such advanced magical technology is truly not to be underestimated in any aspect.

“Kafka, I’ve heard they’re demanding the banning of us. They’ll definitely interrogate you then. What will you do then?” Diana said.

"The worst that can happen is death—I'm tired of living anyway."

"These two are so annoying..." Qin pondered her next move.

For him, he could withdraw at any time. The worst outcome would be that he would never come to the Garden of Demi-Omega again. Oh, and he might also implicate Elena, since she was his guarantor.

But none of these will be fatal.

"Kafka, you're surrounded. Surrender now." A magician's voice rang out from outside the abandoned warehouse.

“I will take full responsibility. You all need to find a chance to run away,” Kafka said. “Even though I don’t know who you are, take Diana and run as far away as possible.”

run?

We're surrounded like dumplings on all sides, what are we running for? Where can we run to?

"So that's how it is. SC1317, you were here after all." Through perception magic, the mage had already learned about the abandoned warehouse in advance.

Because Qin had used magic to shield herself from the detection of the other party's magic beforehand, she has not yet been discovered.

A deadlock... You can't break it by yourself alone.

The optimal solution is to escape alone.

He has done what he could—even if the final result is terrible and he is criticized by countless people. As long as he feels that he has done nothing wrong, that's enough.

What others think is none of my business.

"It's like searching high and low only to find it right under your nose." Members of the enforcement team had already entered the abandoned warehouse and were steadily heading towards Kafka's location.

Just when everyone thought it was only a matter of time before Kafka was caught.

A gunshot rang out from the horizon, shattering the less-than-pleasant atmosphere.

Then everyone let out a sharp popping sound.

"Holberley!" Someone's scream immediately disrupted the atmosphere of the entire venue.

"It really is her! Wasn't that out-of-control doll dead? Damn it! I was fooled!"

"Catch her!"

At the critical moment, Holberly created a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Without thinking, Jean knocked Kafka unconscious again, carrying Kafka in one hand and Diana in the other, and took advantage of the chaos in the hall to turn into a streak of blood and leave.