Since he was only wearing a hood and did not cover his face, Angel was not surprised to be recognized by the other party, and just nodded lightly:
"Good afternoon, Ms. 'Admiral of Stars' Cattleya, 'Hermit'."
As one of the seven Pirate Admiral, Cattleya's portrait has been circulated all over the world, so she was not disguised, but her face was still a bit illusory and hazy in the crystal ball. She also smiled slightly and moved her gaze to Klein, with a trace of exploration in her eyes and an emotion that was difficult to distinguish.
"Then you are Mr. World."
Klein raised his eyebrows slightly. He had confirmed with Angel before this meeting that "Admiral of Stars" only knew that a "believer of Mr. Fool" was going to take the boat, but not that he was a member of Tarot Club. Therefore, being recognized here slightly disrupted his plan.
Am I already so famous?
But the long-term experience of playing Mad Adventurer gave Klein a bigger heart than before. He responded expressionlessly:
"How did you recognize it?"
"The Beyonder Ingredients you acquired, your approximate Sequence and scope of activities, various legends about 'Gehrman Sparrow'."
The other party's answer verified Klein's guess. He recalled his various actions when he came to the sea and found that it was not difficult for someone to confirm that "the world" was equal to Mad Adventurer Gehrman. Therefore, he did not ask further questions, but nodded with an indifferent expression and ended the topic.
"So, when do we leave?"
Angel changed the topic at the right time, drawing Cattleya's attention back to him.
"Tonight at 8 o'clock, Pier 6 of Nast Port."
There are only less than 6 hours left. It seems that her "Star Pirates" is near Nass... Angel thought about it and replied:
"Okay."
Cattleya in the crystal ball did not move. Her figure disappeared in the glare. Then the heavy ball returned to normal, and the surrounding light absorbed by it returned to its position.
After leaving the warehouse, they called the boss, who was leaning against the door and almost asleep, to clean up the scene. The two of them left the grocery store one after another, and returned to the street where the scent of Whale Oil and Gray Amber filled the air, and vague gunshots and noises could be heard.
"I didn't expect that I would be so famous."
After a moment of silence, Klein whispered.
Unlike Angel, who had already carried a reward of 23,000 pounds, he was not on a wanted order except for being informed by the military about killing "Eloquent Speaker" on the street through newspapers. Therefore, he was easily named by "Admiral of Stars" and even contacted "The World", which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
"'Vice Admiral of Ailment' Tracy's flagship sank and has rarely appeared at sea recently. She will definitely spare no effort to promote your strength and appearance, and look for opportunities to secretly retaliate. And the fact that you once boarded 'Golden Dream' is not a secret. You have a close relationship with the two Pirate Admiral, and it is normal for 'Admiral of Stars' to care about you."
Angel explained, pushing down the wide-brimmed hat on his head, covering the upper half of his face, as if he wanted to block others from coveting the reward.
Because she had to board the ship of "Admiral of Stars", the "hypocrisy" ring could not be used for a long time, so she simply did not disguise herself. Now that she was talking about the bounty, she was still a little worried about being recognized and arrested to receive the reward.
"You should know that I have nothing to do with them..."
Explaining helplessly, Klein cursed Tracy in his heart for exposing his identity.
This Pirate Admiral of "Demoness Sect" didn't know whether it was to cover up his defeat or simply want to take revenge on the two. Shortly after they sneaked into "Black Death", Klein The fact that has the ability to change appearance has been made public, causing many people to connect Gehrman Sparrow with the previous "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingus who had the same ability.
Although this has increased my reputation and Intimidation power, it is always uncomfortable to have my trump cards revealed... He muttered, and walked aimlessly on the streets with Angel, enjoying the exotic street scenery, buying a few street snacks from time to time, and spending the last few hours in Nass.
This colony, which is close to the Sonia Sea, Feysac Navy and God of War Church, is not called the "pirate paradise" for nothing. In less than an hour on the street, the two recognized several "well-known pirates" who were walking on the street without concealment.
Their wanted warrants range in value from a few hundred to two to three thousand pounds. Within a few hours of appearing in Bayam, they will be followed, attacked, and arrested to collect rewards, but in Nass no one cares.
If they had not boarded the ship to leave tonight and did not want to cause trouble, Angel and Klein would not be able to help but "take out" these Gold Pound to enrich their not-so-large wallets.
But soon it became clear to them why the city couldn't be bothered with dealing with pirates.
I don't know when a group of people holding banners appeared on the street in front of me. They were tall and blond. They had obvious Feysac blood. They shouted loudly:
"Oppose the indiscriminate hunting of beluga whales and respect the marine ecology!"
"Beluga's life matters!"
"Get out Nass, greedy whalers!"
In this place where pirates were rampant, gunfights occurred everywhere, and there was almost no rule of law, a parade actually appeared. Angel and Klein looked at each other. They turned into an alley, avoiding the crowded Protest March, but continued to watch with interest.
Soon, local policemen wearing gray whale skin coats and holding copper-clad wooden shields, blunt-ended long forks and iron rods wrapped with cloth strips stopped the growing team.
It seemed that this was not the first time that the two parties had come into contact. They first stood still and shouted, then quickly escalated into arguments and abuse, and finally turned into a fierce confrontation at close quarters.
Protest March Crowds of people crowded forward, and from time to time someone threw open cans of wolf fish and lit bottles of spirits. The police who were fighting against them no longer restrained themselves, holding back the crowd with large shields, stabbing them with long forks and beating them with sticks.
The two stopped to watch for a moment, and saw that the conflict was escalating. A carriage with a dusk and sword-shaped "God of War Church" logo had arrived at the scene, and then quietly left from the alley.
"No wonder the police and even the church have no time to deal with pirates. The conflicts between local residents alone make them miserable."
Angel commented.
Unlike Loen, who has both Three Great Churches and can take care of both the mainland and the colonies, the only legal religion of the Feysac Empire is "God of War Church". Although High Sequence has more powerful people than any of Evernight, Storm or steam, but the total number is not as good as Loen Kingdom. In addition, the territory is vast and the homeland must be defended, so the maritime power is extremely weak.
According to the information obtained by the two, Nast Island is the capital of Gargas Archipelago. The most powerful official Beyonder is Archbishop of God of War Church. There is only Sequence 5. Although in With the help of Sealed Artifact and a large number of the Tribunal, Beyonder can compete with Pirate Admiral, but it can only ensure that the most profitable local industries such as whaling and oil refining are not controlled by pirates, and they can only turn a blind eye to ordinary pirates who come ashore for entertainment and fun.
Bypassing Protest March, they simply went to a roadside bar, sat in a corner seat, ordered low-alcohol beer, and while killing time, listened to the conversations of Sailor, Adventurer and even pirates around them, trying to learn some fresh intelligence.
When ordering a drink, the bartender's undisguised look of surprise made Angel feel a little ashamed. Everyone around him, whether male or female, was drinking "Nibos" and "Lielangqi". Drinking beer here was like sitting at the child's table at a banquet.
In short, it is not necessary to recognize my identity and shout to report... She comforted herself, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of the beer that had a burnt aroma and a bit of spicy taste. She wondered if it was mixed with cheap spirits.
"Did you hear about it? 'Vice Admiral of Ailment' reappeared after more than two months of silence. He changed his flagship and was looking for the 'Mad Adventurer' everywhere!"
Gu——
Angel quickly swallowed the wine in his mouth, raised his ears to listen to the conversation behind him, and looked at Klein across the table, making the other person feel uncomfortable.
"That Gehrman Sparrow? The Great Adventurer who is ambiguous with Pirate Admiral?"
"It's two Pirate Admiral! In addition to 'Vice Admiral of Ailment', there is also 'Iceberg Admiral'!"
"What did he do?"
"He had lunch with 'Iceberg Admiral' in full view of the public, entered her captain's cabin, and stayed there for a whole day before coming out; then he sneaked into the ship of 'Vice Admiral of Ailment' and had a battle with her. After that, this Pirate Admiral disappeared for two full months before reappearing..."
The freckle-faced drunkard who was the first to start the conversation danced and spoke with emotion and emotion, telling the rumors that were both true and false, but seemed extremely ambiguous when exaggerated by his words.
Klein, who was sitting opposite Angel, held a wine glass in his right hand and pressed the table with his left hand across "Creeping Hunger". His expression changed again and again, and his eyes kept moving between Angel's face and the drunken drunkards.
No wonder I feel that "Admiral of Stars" looks at me strangely, no wonder Sailor Chief of "Red Haired Woman", the pirate who retired from "Golden Dream" is a little hostile to me, no wonder my reputation has spread throughout Five Seas...
Who is spreading rumors about me?
He pursed his lips, feeling that the beer he just drank was extremely bitter.
"Who is spreading rumors about me?"
A roar interrupted the discussion among the drunkards. They all looked at the location of the sound and found a tall and thin man wearing a half-top hat and a dark windbreaker.
He had brown-black hair, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes were like a falcon, shooting towards the table behind Angel, then he walked step by step and stood in front of several drunkards.
"'Vice Admiral of Ailment', 'Iceberg Admiral', huh?"
He bent slightly and moved closer to the freckled drunkard, his voice was low and his face was ferocious.
"Did you forget 'Admiral of Stars'?"
He suddenly shouted loudly, frightening the drunkards at the table to lean back. Sailor and the adventurers at other tables also stopped talking and looked this way.
"You, you are Gehrman Sparrow?"
In the bar where the needle drop could be heard, a person suddenly asked.