Abandoned by the Alpha, I Became the Lycan King's Mate-Chapter 365 Color-pennant Town

[Donald’s Perspective]

After finishing speaking, I no longer cared about Ruth, who was prostrated on the ground, and walked out the door with my gun in hand.

Unbeknownst to me, Gino signaled his men to watch Ruth closely and then followed me out with large strides, saying as he walked, "I know I can’t dissuade you now, but Levi and Henry are not easy to deal with! Going there now might not necessarily rescue Margaret, and it’s very likely to expose your own position and put you in danger, so I suggest..."

I stopped by the car door and turned back to glance at him, saying indifferently, "Since you know you can’t dissuade me, what’s the point of saying so much? I suggest you don’t give me suggestions, just stay here and wait for my further instructions. Our plan to attack Poison Snake Island remains unchanged!"

Just as I was about to crouch into the passenger seat, Gino grabbed my arm. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

I glanced at my arm, held by him, and looked sideways at Gino, my eyes filled with iciness saying: Let go!

Gino sighed, released my arm, and looked at me somewhat speechlessly, saying directly, "You always act impulsively without considering anything else; that hasn’t changed at all. Can you hear me out before leaving, Your Majesty? My suggestion is that I lead the way, and we take a shortcut by flying there to save them!"

Flying was certainly the best option, but the only drawback was that the main force couldn’t keep up; we could only take a few elites from the assault team ahead, while the rest of the troops would follow quickly by vehicle.

"This is the first time I’ve seen you lose control like this; it seems Margaret really is the love of your life!"

Gino sat next to me, holding a mini submachine gun and said without turning his head.

On hearing this, I gathered my somewhat distracted thoughts and slightly frowned, retorting, "Less talk, be careful when we rescue her later. Don’t slow down the assault team with your age."

Seemingly dissatisfied that I mentioned his age, Gino gave me a light glare and quirked his mouth speechlessly, "Still as unlovable as ever, haven’t changed a bit! How did a gentle and beautiful girl like Margaret fall for you? Tell me honestly, did you use your Lycan king identity to force her?"

"So you remember I am the Lycan king, huh! Since we last met, you haven’t addressed me properly even once, right? Considering you made such an effort today, I won’t hold this ’grave disrespect’ against you; no need to thank me!"

After finishing speaking, I faintly exhaled, feeling some of the irritation inside me dissipate.

Gino feigned a snicker and gave me a somewhat speechless look, but I naturally didn’t take it too seriously because I knew he was deliberately joking to lighten my agitation and anger.

If we really calculate, Gino and I have known each other for nearly ten years. This guy has always been this carefree, even before I inherited the Wolf royal family. He says I haven’t changed at all, but hasn’t he remained the same himself?

This guy has always been a troublesome friend to me; whenever we meet, we inevitably tease or mock each other, and that’s just our way of getting along.

Actually, this trip to Lilo Sea saw Gino putting in quite an effort, both openly and behind the scenes. I ought to thank him, even though he is a ’jerk’ hovering between the lawful and the lawless sides.

From Black Sand Bay Pier to this so-called Color-pennant Town, it took us less than half an hour. Because helicopters are too conspicuous, we found a place to land as we approached the town.

The night sea breeze was cold, chilling even, when it blew on my face.

I adjusted my overcoat, disrupted by the helipad’s breeze, and my wolfish eyes gleamed in the darkness, "People are still loading and unloading goods at the pier at this hour; the villagers really live ’diligently,’ don’t they!"

As I spoke, I took out my gun and crouched low, moving closer; Gino and Christian quickly followed behind me.

[Spread out and close in, I want to see what’s inside their cargo holds!] I ordered all the Lycans through the mind-link.

As their figures merged into the night, I turned back to look at Gino and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell which shipping company that boat belongs to?"

Upon hearing that, Gino slightly straightened up and began observing, and after a while, he replied in a low voice, "The ones who use red and black stripes as their flag are only Berton’s private ships and the ’Far Voyage’ logistics company from the north. But judging by the vessel’s construction, I tend more towards it being ’Far Voyage’."

"’Far Voyage,’ huh? Seems we can’t avoid them no matter how much we turn around," I repeated the name of the logistics company, my eyes dark and dangerous.

This was the clue that Eric had tried so hard to find previously, and now it emerged blatantly before me—I was not about to be polite!

Thinking this, I raised my hand signaling Christian to act, paying no mind to Gino’s somewhat puzzled look toward me.

"You know about ’Far Voyage’ logistics? Then what were you asking me for just now?" Gino followed closely behind me, his voice low.

Only then did I turn to look at him, the corners of my mouth curving up slightly, and I whispered, "Eric came here under my orders for them. Do you think I should know?"