Justice Got Her Wish

Even if Jodson had someone else collect the Bounty of eight or nine thousand pounds, he could still get at least six or seven thousand pounds... Add to that the Beyonder Characteristic of this group, the Sealed Artifact, the Cash, and other such things... In other words, this Third Mate mate earned no less than ten thousand pounds in just one night...

Ten thousand pounds... I stayed up until midnight last night and only managed to catch a few guys who looked like Pirate Informant or local Gang. The total haul was a little over twenty pounds, not even covering the cost of that Wireless Telegraph... Klein silently did the math and suddenly felt a little lost.

The worst thing is to compare things.

To be honest, he was in a pretty good mood initially.

After all, the main purpose was to find opportunities to play the role; fishing for Pirate was just a casual act, practically equivalent to getting a Wireless Telegraph.

But now... let's not talk about it.

It's all this big crackdown's fault, it scared away the Pirate, no, it scared away my mobile wallet... Maybe I should consider Danitz's suggestion... Changing Port didn't seem to affect the effectiveness of listening to radio signals, killing two birds with one stone... Lost in thought, Klein looked at Danitz expressionlessly:

"Listen carefully."

--After communicating with "Vice Admiral Iceberg," he immediately provided the code and frequency band to the other party upon receiving the Wireless Telegraph.

If given a choice, no one would want to do this kind of tedious work.

Danitz nodded with a mournful face:

"Rest assured.

"From today onwards, I will absolutely not step out of my room."

He had already decided that unless he was working with Gehrman, he would stay in his room and leave all his needs to Guest Room service.

"Don't be so absolute. Are you going to stay home even if the church and the Military come looking for you? Also, I advise you to take back that statement; don't set yourself up for something so outrageous..." Klein silently retorted to the Great Pirate, glancing at him expressionlessly before repeating his earlier words:

"Listen carefully."

Then, he picked up his coat and prepared to go out, when he suddenly heard a faint, layered voice of supplication, from which he could vaguely discern that the supplicant was a woman.

He hesitated for a moment, then put down his coat and headed towards the Washroom.

Uh, didn't Gehrman just come out twenty minutes ago...? He's gone again, tsk tsk... Danitz's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of schadenfreude flashing within them.

Inside the Washroom.

Klein locked the door and walked four steps backward to the Above the Gray Fog.

Gazing at the Crimson Star that belonged to Miss "Magician," constantly expanding and contracting, he extended his Spirituality and chose to listen:

"Fool doesn't belong to this era..."

"Please tell Miss ' Justice ' that I will immediately Sacrifice the ' Mirror Dragon's Eye '... and please also tell Mr. ' The Hanged Man '..."

There's finally a follow-up...

Upon hearing the prayer, Klein instinctively felt happy for the first two members and transmitted the corresponding fragments to their respective Crimson Star.

East Chester County, the Hall Family's Castle.

After finishing Breakfast and chatting with her family, Audrey Hall made an excuse to return to her Bedroom, where she excitedly performed a Bestowal Ritual.

A moment later, she successfully obtained the Beyonder Characteristic she had been dreaming of, and happily lifted her skirt, twirling several times on the carpet.

"Advancement ' Psychiatrist ' today!"

Lowering her skirt, Audrey forcefully swung her little fist.

She reopened the door, intending to go to her nominal chemistry lab, when she saw the Golden Dog squatting outside stand up.

The Golden Dog turned around and cautiously looked around before pacing into the room. "Audrey, you seem very happy. Is something good happening?"

"Uh, is it that obvious?" Audrey pursed her lips, speechless for a moment, then broke into a smile brighter than the sun.

She nodded slightly, and taking advantage of the fact that no one else was around, snapped her fingers in an unladylike manner, "Congratulations, Susie, you got it right, but there's no reward..."

Meanwhile, in Bayam, the "City of Generosity".

Alger, who had just finished his morning prayers and was on his way to the casino to gather information, froze for a fleeting moment, almost imperceptibly.

But he quickly recovered and went unnoticed by anyone.

2500 pounds? Why doesn't she just rob someone? Alger thought irritably, deciding to find an opportunity to pray to Mr. Fool and ask for a bargain.

My money didn't just fall from the sea breeze.

Although he would soon receive the generous Bounty promised by the church, most of it would have to be divided up, leaving him with only three thousand pounds.

He couldn't bear to spend 2,500 pounds at once.

Moreover, the remaining money is also very useful, and I need to find a reasonable excuse to explain where the Bounty went; gambling is a good option.

Spend time at several casinos during this period to create the illusion of losing money... The high turnover rate here makes it difficult to verify exactly how much a gambler has lost...

Then, consider buying two more Sealed Artifact... This money comes from the price difference between the amount Mr. "Moon" paid for the Sanguine Baron trait...

Lost in thought, Alger suddenly felt someone looking at him. Following the gaze, he saw Ralph, a former Pirate now a merchant.

The other person walked over with a smile and greeted me.

"Good morning."

"Good morning." Alger took a deep breath, suddenly having a bad feeling.

At this moment, Ralph lowered his voice, pulled him aside, and whispered, "I remember you once said that you also believed in the ' Sea God '."

"Would you believe me if I told you that I have received His favor? He sent down a divine message, hoping that we would help His weak lambs..."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Alger fell silent.

A moment later, with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, he went to the casino, hoping to win back the hundred pounds he had just donated before starting his act at another casino.

He quickly lost over ten pounds, grumbling as he walked towards the door, ready to move on to the next casino and continue with his original plan.

Tirinius Harbor, High Mountain Inn.

Lorry rubbed his head, which still throbbed slightly from the hangover, and sat up in bed. He reached out and pulled back the curtains, finding that the sunlight was quite lovely today.

He pulled the bed bell to have the Attendant bring his lunch, and after enjoying a delicious meal, he used Ritual Silver Dagger to create Wall of Spirituality in the room.

Immediately, the corresponding materials were taken out, and preparations were made to hold the "Star Mark" ceremony.

Last night, Lorry traded the heads of Zamir and his gang for £7,000 from the owner of Breeze Bar and also found out about Chandler.

According to the former Pirate and current Bar Owner:

Chandler was indeed the top black market dealer in Tirinius Harbor, with good relationships with all sides and no history of misconduct.

He is a generous person and often gives up profits in transactions.

As a result, his reputation grew, and he gradually earned the nickname "Shadow Merchant".

Lorry had secretly used his "Mind Reading" ability to confirm that the Bar Owner was not lying, but considering the possibility that the other party might be deceived, he decided to ask "Vice Admiral Iceberg" again—since he had other things to ask anyway, he might as well ask them all at once.