Still short on money, Klein had not given up hunting pirates.
But now that Xu Yue, the Flying Red Skull, the Black Death, and the Girl of Sickness were available, and Mr. The Hanged Man might also be able to help, he did not invite Vice Admiral Iceberg again.
After finally shutting Xu Yue up, Klein returned to his room aboard the Red Skull and, still fuming, took out a radio receiver.
He prepared to monitor the broadcasts.
To that end, he had also consulted Mr. The Hanged Man, Alger, on how to use it.
Just as Klein headed to the washroom to perform a divination—
The radio receiver Alger was watching suddenly crackled, and several Old Feysac words appeared on the phantom white paper.
"Hello.
"I sensed a familiar, unique aura, but it is about to dissipate."
Alger, who was operating the receiver, was also rather dumbfounded.
What was going on? He had never encountered this before.
What the hell was this?
An evil spirit?
"Who are you?"
Alger cautiously probed, suspecting it might be some evil spirit.
The radio receiver began clattering again, spitting out a sheet of white paper.
"My name is Arrodes.
"In exchange, you must answer one question for me."
This made Alger even more vigilant.
Unknown entities with obvious intelligence were usually evil creatures of some kind.
However, he did not currently sense any threat, and Mr. The Lovers, who was suspected to be a demigod, was also aboard the ship. After pondering for a moment, Alger still replied,
"You may ask, but I may not answer."
"What does human flesh taste like?"
As the question appeared, Alger immediately felt nauseated.
Dark memories buried deep within him surfaced, making his stomach churn.
Alger and the Hurricane Vice Admiral were from the same hometown and