Angel, who had just been joking about the soaring value of "Leiyan" and lamenting the golden mountains on the sea, could no longer laugh at this moment.
She looked around and saw that no one cared about these pirate "illustrated books" that were valuable but even more dangerous. Then she slowly stepped forward, tore off her wanted order, and studied it carefully.
She found that except for the change in the amount, the rest of the description was the same as before.
"No one else knows the process of my hunting of 'steel'. Even if Mandated Punishers divines additional information, the bounty increase time will not match Danitz's... The only possibility is to come to Midway Island The captain of Blue Mountain Rose reported the destruction of 'City Breaker' on the way, and Church of Storms judged that my danger level was even higher... Alas, an island connected to a submarine cable is too unfriendly to wanted persons."
Thinking like this, Angel rolled up the wanted notice into a ball and threw it into the garbage pile nearby. He smoothed out the "flaming" wanted notice blown by the wind to make him more conspicuous.
"I hope you will exceed my reward soon, Mr. 6,000 pounds..."
She murmured, carrying her suitcase, blending into the crowd and walking towards the short ferry she was going to take.
Para Island is only about 40 nautical miles away from Midway Island, and the steam ferry takes three hours to travel. Therefore, this ship, which can carry hundreds of people, does not have guest rooms. There are only two large rooms for passengers to rest, and a wide deck. The cabin below the deck is a warehouse that supplies industrial products and raw materials that Para Island cannot produce locally.
Not long after Angel boarded the ship, the ferry set sail with its whistle blowing. Most of the passengers were local residents who had been traveling on this route for a long time. They chatted on the deck or found a corner in the lounge to take a nap, which made Angel, a foreigner who came here for the first time, a little at a loss.
She stood on the deck for a while and blew in the cold, salty sea breeze. She soon became bored and returned to the lounge. She sat down on a long chair and leaned against the porthole to look at the distant rain clouds. The clouds were closer than what she had seen at the dock just now, and the heavy rain seemed to be coming at any time.
You can't be so unlucky that you encounter bad weather right after you go to sea, right?
Angel touched the "Good Luck" revolver on his waist and suddenly felt guilty.
Fortunately, an unexpected guest distracted her attention.
"Meow-"
Suddenly there was a somewhat illusory meow in her ears. Angel realized something and opened Spirit Vision. She found that Ms. Wensa had appeared on the porthole next to her at some point, holding a small envelope in her mouth.
"Thank you."
She thanked him gently, reached out to take the letter, and touched the black cat's furry back, but the dexterous messenger easily dodged it. His blue eyes glanced at her with contempt, then got into Spirit World and left.
I almost forgot, it's just Spirit World Creature...
Angel retracted his arm in embarrassment, opened the envelope and looked at the letter paper, and found that it was indeed a reply from Klein.
"I'm sorry for taking three days to reply. I've been through a lot at Bayam in the past few days, and I didn't solve most of the problems until today.
"The locals hiding in the darkness of Bayam believe in 'Sea God' Kalvetua, but the latter seems to have fallen into some kind of madness recently, trying to roll up hurricanes and tsunamis to attack this 'City of Generosity'. Fortunately, a Demigod from Church of Storms, 'Sea King' Yarn Courtman easily suppressed the not-so-powerful 'Sea God'. The military also cooperated with Mandated Punishers to search the city and started a melee with the resistance organization. Danitz and I participated in this matter. By the way, Danitz said that his captain believed that 'Sea King' had reached the level of Sequence 3, which was someone who should never be messed with.
"In addition, during this incident, I contacted the blue-haired captain you met last time, Alger Wilson, and confirmed each other's identity as a believer with him. We may have limited cooperation in the future. Of course, he is not aware of my relationship with you.
"Finally, there is something you may want to know. At an underground Beyonder rally on Sunday, someone offered a reward of 1,500 pounds to find a red-haired woman named Helene, who is very similar to the target searched by 'Vice Admiral of Ailment' as described in your letter.
"Looking forward to your return soon - Gehrman."
At the bottom of the letter paper is the face of a black cat, making a weird smile, which is lifelike, somewhat like the Ms. Wensa who just sent the letter.
Was he testing whether Wensa would peek at the letter... Angel suppressed his laughter, carefully folded the letter paper and put it away, and then thought about the content of the letter.
Bayam The local resistance organization, Angel, had heard about it in the communication with Hanged Man Alger and the intelligence dealer Dominic, but did not pay attention to it. Unexpectedly, they actually believed in an almost crazy "Sea God" and even wanted to flood the entire city through a tsunami.
Judging from Klein's description in the letter, Bayam may have been caught in a melee between the local garrison, Church of Storms and the resistance organization at this time. It is unknown whether the war will spread from "City of Generosity" to the entire Rhoside Islands.
The resistance organizations that have been oppressed by the colonists for a long time and are filled with anger, Church of Storms and Loen Military who believe in using violence to fight violence... The two sides are facing each other head-on. I am afraid that the war will not disappear in a day or two.
Sighing, Angel temporarily let go of his sympathy for the local residents of the Rhoside Islands and focused on matters related to himself.
The contact between Klein and "Hanged Man" Alger did not surprise Angel. They are both the Fool's Believer, and they even cooperated once when hunting "steel" Maviti. Although she was the matchmaker, Klein already knows about such a Fool believer who is hidden in Church of Storms. Although Alger does not know that there is another person behind Angel, he should be able to know the battle situation that day through the information inside Mandated Punishers, and it is not difficult to make corresponding analysis.
"I hope Mr. Hanged Man won't reveal too much about Tarot Club's situation. This requires Mr. Fool's consent..."
she murmured.
Finally, there is Helene. Tracy obviously did not successfully intercept the other party on its way back to Bayam immediately after arriving at Midway Island, so that currently it can only pass through Helene was captured through an underground reward. As the owner of a 25,000-pound reward, she would never risk offering a reward through official channels, otherwise she might be targeted before Helene.
"Fortunately, I paid her travel expenses at that time. Otherwise, if she had been delayed for a few days at Midway Island, she might have been stuck at sea by Tracy."
After praising his little kindness, Angel turned his eyes to the sea outside the window again, and suddenly found that the sky outside had become dark at some point, with dark clouds covering the top, and it was unfathomable, like a door to an unknown area.
The storm that was far away in the horizon just now has actually reached the top of Angel. The violent and changeable sea has shown its fickleness in this way.
In the blink of an eye, the pouring rain fell, mixed with bright lightning, like scars cutting through the dark sky. The originally calm sea around it had rolled up huge waves, which kept hitting the ferry, making the lounge sway erratically from side to side. The lights inside flickered, adding a sense of helplessness under the power of nature.
It's really "Good Luck"... Angel cursed and looked at the door of the lounge. The passengers who were hanging out and chatting on the deck rushed in to take shelter from the rain. They each found their seats and sat down. They didn't look panicked, as if they could see similar scenes all day long.
The few passengers who showed fear and clung to the fixed seats next to them were all "newbies" who came to the Berserk Sea for the first time. Although Angel was a little panicked inside, he still kept a straight face and tried to integrate into the atmosphere of "veteran".
The ferry continued to move forward in the wind and waves, skillfully avoiding the most dangerous position, and soon drove out of this Apocalypse-like scene. Bright sunshine suddenly appeared in the sky, and the waves gradually subsided.
Angel looked back and saw that the rain cloud seemed to be controlled by someone and moved quickly in the direction of Midway Island. It is conceivable that the dock over there will soon be attacked by the same Storm.
"Hey, this is Berserk Sea, you'll get used to it."
A man next to her, who was obviously a local, said to another passenger who was holding on to a protrusion on the wall to stabilize his body.
After such an episode, the ferry arrived at the Para Island dock according to the schedule without any other accidents. Angel followed a boatload of passengers off the ship and set foot on this small port town.
The buildings here are quite similar to the style of the Southern Continent Balam. They follow the terrain and show a more natural curvature, rather than like Loen, which prefers to flatten the hills and lay out horizontal and vertical streets.
Of course, the two-wheeled or four-wheeled carriages that travel here are not the "coffin carriages" that Balam worshiped from Death. The latter Angel has only seen in books and has always wanted to see the real thing. Unfortunately, the attitude towards death in South North Continent is completely different. If you carry a coffin on the street here, or even let a living person lie in it, you will be regarded as a fool.
After hiring a carriage, she arrived at a remote hotel after many twists and turns. She thought the driver was trying to rip off guests, but after repeated confirmations, she was surprised to find that almost all the local hotels were full. The driver was indeed kind-hearted and took her to the few places where there were still vacancies.
"Then you are quite nice..."
After paying the money still in disbelief, Angel entered this old-looking hotel and was immediately shocked by the noisy and crowded lobby on the first floor.
Could it be that this island has recently become a popular tourist attraction, hosting travelers far beyond its limits?
Although she felt strange in her mind, she still quickly came to the front desk, registered under a false name, and rented a room Single Room.
Seeing that the waiter had placed the "fully booked" sign in a conspicuous position, Angel realized that the coachman just now was really not lying. Maybe if he came a few minutes late, even this hotel would be fully booked.
"What happened here recently? Why are all the guest rooms fully booked?"
She took her number plate and keys and asked the waiter at the front desk.
"Recently? Except Storm is becoming more and more frequent, nothing else has changed."
The young man wearing a red vest and with his head raised looked at Angel in surprise and replied.
"But if you want to ask about guest rooms, all hotels are similar. Starting half a year ago, everyone's business has slowly improved. You see, the family of four over there has been staying with us for four months, and the brown-haired lady next to them has been staying with us for three months."
He pointed to the resting place in the corner of the hall and whispered.
"You will definitely stay here forever."