Although the girl opposite him had painted her face with various pigments, making her originally somewhat youthful features appear much more mature, Klein, who had been deeply impressed by that "live-broadcast" naval battle, still recognized her true identity—Jane Grant Miranda, the 7,000 Gold Pound bounty hunter known as Lady Sickle.
At the same time, Jane, who had met Klein's gaze, was even more shocked than he was. Her hands clenched involuntarily, her body tensed, and while staring fixedly at him, she quickly scanned her surroundings with her peripheral vision, searching for an escape route.
Having spent the past month or so in Nass, she knew far more about the various rumors at sea than when she had been aboard the Future, whether actively or passively.
And Gehrman Sparrow was the most famous name on the seas lately!
Even without deliberately looking into him, Jane had seen his photograph and heard about this adventurer through various channels. From killing Maveti "Iron," to helping Vice Admiral of Ailment Tracy resist the Demoness Sect's pursuit, to successfully hunting multiple great pirates with bounties above 7,000 pounds, every tale displayed the madness in his character.
He left the Rorsted Archipelago and came to the Gargas Archipelago? Why is he looking at me... It seems like he recognized me... Is he going to hunt me?!
But most of my weapons and Beyonder items aren't with me. Summoning a Dead Spirit to retrieve them and lift their seals would take time...
Calm down, Jane... He doesn't seem hostile... Or rather, he doesn't seem to be planning to attack immediately.
Suppressing the instinctive fear and unease rising within her, Jane watched Klein approach the seat beside her and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Gehrman... don't come any closer!
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't do