The Rich Cultivator
Chapter 137. Taste of Raw Meat ; First Encounter with Federation

Chapter 137: 137. Taste of Raw Meat ; First Encounter with Federation

The ship glided smoothly through the calm waters, its sails filled with the gentle ocean breeze. Lily walked along the deck in the middle of the night, enjoying the cool air and the serene sound of the waves lapping against the hull. The ocean stretched out before her, silent and deep, its surface shimmering under the pale moonlight. She looked up at the starry sky, her thoughts drifting along with the gentle rocking of the ship.

As she gazed at the stars, her eyes caught a glimpse of something unusual—a figure moving swiftly through the night sky, riding what seemed to be a flying sword. The figure, dressed in a black hooded cloak, was barely more than a silhouette against the stars, but it moved with purpose and speed.

"Huh... Some rats," Lily murmured to herself, realizing that this mysterious figure was likely an intruder. She watched as the figure flew off into the distance, disappearing into the darkness of the night sky. Satisfied that the figure posed no immediate threat, she turned and made her way back to her cabin, deciding to report the incident to Tyler in the morning.

Meanwhile, the figure in the black hood, now far from the ship, sighed. "Looks like they’re not an easy target," he mumbled to himself. The crew of Tyler’s ship seemed more vigilant and capable than he had anticipated. He adjusted his grip on the hilt of the flying sword, pondering his next move. Capturing Astrid was Captain Silver Eye’s problem, not his.

As the night wore on, the ship continued its steady course toward Rich Berg Island, unaware of the dark plans being hatched in the shadows. Lily, back in her cabin, fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, Lily found Tyler on the deck, discussing the day’s plans with some of the crew. She approached him, her face serious. "Tyler, we had a visitor last night," she said, her voice low. "Someone on a flying sword was spying on us."

Tyler’s eyes narrowed. "A flying sword? Probably some pirates," he mused. "Especially with her on board." He raised his chin, gesturing in Astrid’s direction.

Astrid, wearing a chef’s apron, was busy in the ship’s kitchen. She emerged with a plate of tuna, her face beaming with pride. "This is tuna, my childhood best friend’s favourite dish," she announced, setting the plate on the dining table where Mana and Silvia were already seated.

On the table sat a clean, white plate showcasing a dish of tuna. The tuna slices were a vibrant, deep red, indicating their freshness and quality. Each slice was cut thinly and precisely, with a sheen that caught the light, highlighting the fish’s delicate texture. The tuna was artfully arranged, each piece overlapping slightly for an elegant presentation.

Next to the plate was a small, stylish dish containing soy sauce, its dark colour providing a rich contrast to the bright tuna. The aroma of the soy sauce was salty and slightly sweet, complementing the subtle, oceanic scent of the raw tuna. A sprinkling of finely chopped scallions or a light dusting of sesame seeds was added on top of the tuna for a touch of colour and flavour. The dish exuded a simple, refined elegance, inviting diners to enjoy the purity and freshness of the tuna.

"Isn’t this just raw fish—ouch!" Mana began to say, but Silvia elbowed her before she could finish.

Silvia took a pair of chopsticks and grabbed a piece of tuna. She dipped it in soy sauce and placed it in her mouth, chewing slowly to savour the taste. Her eyes lit up. "It’s good," she complimented, reaching for another piece. Astrid’s face brightened with a happy smile.

"Chewy, chewy..." Mana muttered, contrasting Silvia’s reaction as she bit into the tuna and found it a bit too chewy for her taste.

"Usually, I love the taste of raw meat in my mouth with white sauce, but this isn’t for me," Mana said, shaking her head.

Astrid and Silvia didn’t understand her comment, but Tyler, who overheard, nearly choked on his own laughter. Trying to maintain his composure, he turned to Mana. "Oh, what type of meat?" Astrid asked, curious.

"Oh, it’s Tyler’s—mmm mm." Her mouth was quickly covered by Tyler’s hand, cutting her off.

"Nothing you need to worry about," Tyler said, his face slightly flushed. "Just enjoy the meal."

After separating from them, Mana asked, "Come on. Nowadays you’re very busy with other things. You even forgot to feed me meat."

"Can you please stop? Do you think I don’t know you’re visiting Mathilda’s room?" Tyler gave her a sidelong glance.

"Well, it’s not like you’re not allowed. Just come and come... I mean, come and enjoy. It’s been a long time since I had meat," Mana said. Suddenly, her eyes turned suspicious as she looked at him. "Are you targeting another girl? So you’ve put us on hold?"

Mana asked suspiciously.

"What do you mean? I don’t target girls. I just wait for them to jump on me," Tyler replied smugly.

Suddenly, something fell on the ground. Tyler and Mana looked to the left. Darla had dropped the tea tray and was cleaning it up.

"Are you alright?" Tyler asked as he helped her.

"I’m good," she replied. Her face turned red as she murmured, "So I have to jump on him?"

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Tyler’s ship stopped in the middle of the sea. Not only Tyler but many other ships were blocked by a group of ships with white hulls and a blue kingfisher symbol on them.

"Those are Federation ships," Lily said.

The Federation is one of the top three powerhouses in this world. The Federation, the Bank of Atlantis, and the Ocean Overlords are the top powerhouses that rule most of the northern territories.

"Please stop. The Federation is looking for someone. The Federation is looking for someone. Please cooperate," a crewman from the Federation said.

A Federation crewman is a basic rank for those who handle the essential functions of the ship, such as maintenance, supply management, and general labour.

An Ensign with a picture was boarding each and every boat. He stood on the deck of the ship and used his divine sense to scan the whole vessel. Tyler was surprised because the Ensign was only a 5-star Elite Warrior, but he had a powerful divine sense.

"Every Federation member is baptized by their organisation’s secret method, which enhances their divine sense to another level," Lily explained, noticing his confusion.

Tyler quickly instructed Mana. She disappeared and reappeared near Astrid, giving her a mask and telling her to put it on.

It was the Phantom Mask. With it, her presence changed completely. If the Federation is looking for the Angel, they needn’t worry.

Ensigns are junior officers who carry out orders and handle tasks as assigned by their superiors.

The Ensign then reached Tyler’s ship and politely said, "Excuse me, Captain. I will just make a quick check if you don’t mind."

Tyler nodded.

The Ensign used his spiritual sense to scan the whole ship. He was taken aback because he felt that this ship was the wealthiest one here. Even the furniture in the rooms looked very expensive.

"Thank you," the Ensign said, nodding, and was about to leave.

"Can you tell us who you are searching for?" Tyler asked.

The Ensign nodded and gave a paper to Tyler. "If you find her, please inform us."

It was a wanted poster of a girl with a bounty of 80 million Lydia. She had tanned skin and was wearing a cowboy hat.

Her name is ’Manhunter’ Isadora Nightkiss.

Soon, the ships left one by one.

One of the ships next to Tyler’s was full of male adventurers. They were drooling over the women on Tyler’s ship.

After Tyler’s ship left, the adventurers’ ship also departed in another direction. By midnight, the men on that ship were naked and crawling on the deck. They were shouting for someone to save them.

A beautiful girl stepped out of the cabin, her beauty enhanced by her alluring attire. She wore a black, fitted corset top that accentuated her figure, paired with a cropped leather jacket with fringed sleeves. Her sleek leather shorts hugged her hips and revealed her tanned thighs. High-heeled, knee-high cowboy boots added to her confident stride, their spurs glinting in the light. A classic black cowboy hat with a silver band cast a shadow over her eyes, enhancing her mysterious allure. Silver hoop earrings, a matching choker, and fingerless gloves completed her captivating look, perfectly befitting her nickname, the Manhunter.

She is Isadora Nightkiss. She looked at the men crawling like dehydrated people in the desert with disdain.

"The Federation even sent someone to capture me in the south. Looks like I should just go back north immediately after getting that thing," she sighed and looked at the three moons in the sky.

"Ahhh..." The men around jumped into the ocean one by one. They couldn’t swim and drowned in the sea with satisfied smiles.

Isadora Nightkiss didn’t care about these men as she took a small portrait from her pocket.

"Looks like I have to find you to get that," she said, looking at the portrait.

It was a picture of Astrid.

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