A lively dream

My "Flying Carpet"!

"Blood-colored Thorn" Huntley's vision went black, and he almost fainted from heartache.

At this moment, the Zombie arrived late and climbed onto the roof. One of them bent down, picked up the pitch-black Paper Figurine, and jumped off with a thud.

It handed the Paper Figurine to its owner.

"Iron Man" Maveti remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly clenched his fist tightly, before opening it again, a gust of cold wind sweeping away countless Frost black dust particles:

"This person is suspected to be an accomplice of Danitz."

"I'll find them, and I'll chop their flesh off piece by piece!"

In another Dimension.

Lorry toyed with the peacock blue carpet, his gaze wistful.

Plans can't keep up with changes... I originally just wanted to make use of something useless, to use the Illusions to hold off the pursuers, but who knew it would escape unscathed before its power was exhausted...

And he even brought back a piece of loot... So, when it comes to distributing the loot, Danitz won't get this Sealed Artifact... However, he can still choose other loot, and if I hadn't intervened, "Iron" would probably already have a "Hunter" Zombie by now...

Back when Klein was "The Magician," he played a significant role in helping Sharron and the others deal with the "Indulgence Faction" members... But my record isn't bad either... Of course, it's also related to the fact that "The Magician" himself has some rather bizarre abilities... He thought to himself without making a sound.

"Not bad." Lorry smiled at the Scholarly Man, "But I'd appreciate it if you could divine the whereabouts of that Hunter from earlier as well."

The Scholarly Man nodded slightly and took a coin from his pocket.

The owner of the wine glass is at the "Azure Wind" Inn.

Clang!

Head up!

This means the divination result was correct!

The location was exactly the same as in the Original Novel story... Lorry watched the Scholarly Man disappear rapidly, pondered for a few seconds, and then returned to the Real World.

Torrential rain poured down, and fierce winds raged.

The empty streets were almost deserted.

He was surrounded by an invisible, transparent aura that kept the wind and rain out, and he strolled leisurely in the rain as he made his way to 48 Sour Lemon Street.

This is the address of the "Azure Wind" Inn.

Inside Luxury Suite at the "Azure Wind" Inn.

After revealing everything about Admiral of Blood " and "Iron" and others, Danitz, parched and thirsty, returned to his Bedroom and downed half a bottle of Lielangqi in one go.

This was both to relieve thirst and to numb myself, to temporarily forget the pain in my left arm, so I could enjoy a peaceful sleep.

Under the influence of alcohol, he quickly Dream Infiltration.

Suddenly, Danitz heard a knock on the door.

Thump, thump-thump.

Hearing the rhythm of one long knock followed by two short knocks, he couldn't help but feel dazed for a few seconds. Wait a minute, this knocking rhythm sounds like a captain banging on Blackboard during a lecture!

As this thought flashed through my mind, a strange sense of dread washed over me.

Danitz instantly regained consciousness and realized that although the surrounding scene was the same as the layout of his real Bedroom, he was still in a dream.

Is this what the captain called a "lucid dream"?

As he was thinking, he heard a long knock followed by two short knocks on the door.

Perhaps the other party had grown impatient this time, and without waiting for a response from inside, they turned the handle directly, seemingly intending to force their way in.

Danitz secretly resolved that if the person who came in was Gehrman, he would take the opportunity to teach him a lesson and show him who was in Boss.

Uh, wait, why would I expect to dream about him? This thought popped into Danitz's head, and he was slightly taken aback, getting goosebumps all over his body.

Dogshit... This must be because I want to repay him for his "care" on the "White Agate," that's why I had this dream!

Thinking of this, Danitz clenched his fist triumphantly, then dodged to the other side of the door, preparing to launch a satisfying sneak attack on his opponent!

Let me show you what a "Hunter" is all about!

Five seconds later.

"Captain?"

Danitz exclaimed in surprise, then sheepishly pulled his fist behind his back.

"Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina looked at her Fourth Sailor-in-Charge, frowned slightly, and asked, "What are you doing hiding behind the door?"

"Uh..." Danitz chuckled dryly, changing the subject:

"Ahem, Captain, what brings you here? According to the original plan, shouldn't you be near Sonia Island right now?"

"Can the power of ' Nightmare ' be separated by such a long distance?"

Slap! As soon as he finished asking the question, Danitz couldn't help but mentally slap himself, as if he already foresaw what was about to happen.

"This isn't a ' Nightmare ' ability, but a kind of Ritual Magic, which I've explained to you before. The specific principle is..."

Edwina's lips moved as she earnestly explained the Sailor Chief's question.

I knew it... Danitz sat on the small stool, utterly dejected, propping his head up and listening to the captain's private lessons in his dream.

As the lecture came to an end, Danitz quickly spoke up:

"Captain, something has happened to our contact point!"

"Those guys whose brains were eaten by the Zombie ambushed me, but luckily I met a powerful companion on my journey..."

He quickly recounted the whole story.

Of course, some processing was involved.

For example, Gehrman Sparrow was captivated by his own personal charm and took the initiative to ask to become friends, even at the risk of becoming a "Admiral of Blood".

For example, when he planned to hunt "steel" to get back at his lost ground, Gehrman, as a friend, offered to help without hesitation.

After speaking, Danitz coughed rather guiltily:

"Captain, you just said the ' Golden Dream ' isn't far from the ' City of Generosity.' Could I ask ' Tinplate ' and the others for help?"

Edwina shook her head slightly without hesitation:

"It's not far, but it will take time."

"We spotted the armored fleet as we left, and it would take at least a week to bypass them and return to Bayam."

"However, you can indeed provide some assistance..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of turning the doorknob came from behind him.

The captain and the Fourth Sailor-in-Charge both looked toward the door and saw a man in black trousers and a white shirt walk in expressionlessly.

"Gehrman Sparrow?"

"Dogshit... This is my dream! Captain is one thing, but how could you just show up like that...? "Danitz's scalp tingled; his smile was more like a grimace.

"Captain, this is the friend I was just talking about, Gehrman Sparrow, a very warm-hearted, kind, and powerful adventurer."

He showered the other person with compliments, hoping they would give him some face.

Captain... Klein glanced at the Fourth Sailor-in-Charge, nodded, and said, "Good evening, madam, I am Gehrman Sparrow."

"Edwina Edwards." "Vice Admiral Iceberg" nodded in agreement.

"Good evening."

She paused briefly, then said calmly:

"The Ritual Magic is almost over, so let's get straight to the point."

"Danitz just told me that you plan to help him hunt down 'Iron' Maveti to get revenge. I can offer assistance. Do you need it?"

Help him get revenge?

Klein listened in silence, then looked expressionlessly at his former prisoner.