Things at sea are more complicated than I imagined... Klein sighed inwardly as he listened to the intelligence Danitz shared.
He turned toward the notorious pirate washing his clothes in the washroom and said calmly:
"I can understand Vice Admiral of Ailment Tracy. You've made an enemy of her, after all."
"But why is Admiral of Blood Seniors targeting people from the Golden Dream?"
As far as he knew, Admiral of Blood had ties to the Rose School's Indulgence Faction. Those lunatics certainly lashed out at anyone they saw, but their hostility toward Vice Admiral Iceberg's forces seemed excessive.
"That bastard Seniors died ages ago. The one active at sea now is just a substitute using his name!"
Danitz shook off some soap suds and said with a hint of disdain, "Pretty much any pirate with decent connections in Bayam knows about it."
"Really?"
"How can you be sure that information is true? And how did Seniors die?"
"Of course I'm sure! Because I was the one who killed that bastard!" Danitz shook the soap suds off his hands, his voice rising despite himself.
"You?" Klein drew out the word.
"Of course it was me... Uh..."
Under the mad adventurer's icy stare, which seemed to be regarding an idiot, Danitz's freshly inflated bravado instantly collapsed, and his voice weakened slightly.
"Though... Brando and Admiral of Stars Cattleya did lend a little help at the time..." Danitz rubbed his nose and added guiltily.
"But my contribution to the fight was absolutely substantial!" he continued boasting.
Klein offered no comment. He simply stared at him.
Silence hung in the room for several seconds. Only after Danitz began squirming under his stare did Klein speak in a voice devoid of warmth:
"You never mentioned anything about Admiral of Stars before..."
"Danitz, you haven't