Chapter 265: Displaced Authority

Morgana Once out of the port, Morgana chose a different route instead of heading home. She decided to visit a bar called the Sailor's Buzz, not far from the port. Perhaps, she thought to herself, she could find another source of information about the discreet plans she had. The bar she entered had the distinct smell of beer, sweat, and pleasure magic. On stage was a pink-haired succubus with a microphone in her mouth, dancing flirtatiously as her sultry and seductive voice filled the room. Impervious to her charms, Morgana walked straight through the crowd of entranced men and made her way to the bar. "What can I get for you?" the dark-haired woman behind the counter asked. Her arms were covered in black tattoos similar to the Admiral’s. Another warlock, Morgana noted. "Is there a reason why you chopped off all your hair?" the bartender continued. "If I remember correctly, you used to like keeping your hair long and colorful to show everyone how much better you are than them." Mor