Setting Sail

"Hey, you guys eat, the captain and the others are calling me." Danitz coughed, tilted his head back to finish the last few sips of his drink, and scurried over.

He looked at "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina with a bright smile:

"What is it, Captain?"

Edwina glanced at him calmly, then looked at Lorry:

The person looking for you wasn't me.

After saying that, she turned around and went inside with her tray.

"Could you please get me two white bread rolls, a salmon with sauce, and two cartons of yogurt?" Lorry patted the petrified Danitz, his smile bright.

"Then deliver it to this room, thank you."

"Dogshit, Jodson..." Danitz's expression Distortion for a few seconds, and he cursed angrily in his heart. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Get ready to eat your "Flames" grandpa's saliva!

Thinking of this, he nodded with a smile:

"Okay. We caught a net full of crabs this morning, and the chef made Grilled Crab Legs with Honey. They tasted amazing. Would you like some?"

Offering help for no reason... Lorry glanced at the clumsy Hunter and shook his head.

"Unnecessary."

As he spoke, a sudden thought struck him; he keenly sensed the ill intent in the man's eyes. After a moment's thought, he smiled and threatened:

"You should know that the captain is about to organize an expedition."

"If my divination tells me there's something wrong with the food, watch out, I might find a way to get you into a trap. You'll be lucky to escape with your life..."

"Dogshit, Jodson! "Danitz swallowed hard, his lips twitching slightly.

As one of only two Mysticism experts on the "Golden Dream," he knew very well that this guy had a lot of influence in such matters.

With the captain around, he wasn't worried about the other party actually doing anything to him, but if he got tricked, he would definitely suffer a humiliating and embarrassing end.

Moreover, it was in front of everyone, including the captain... Thinking of this, Danitz couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, and shook his head with a smirk:

Don't worry.

"Given our friendship, how could I possibly do such a thing?" "That's for the best." Lorry shrugged, then patted Danitz on the shoulder. "Perform well, the ' Conspirer ' Formula will be yours sooner or later."

Danitz, who had already mentally prepared himself, twitched at the corner of his mouth again upon hearing this, and almost couldn't help but retort.

He took several deep breaths, nodding with a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Good."

Do you have the Formula for "Conspirer"?

As soon as Rory entered the captain's dining room, Lorry heard Edwina's voice, clearly having overheard their conversation outside.

He smiled and sat down opposite the "Vice Admiral Iceberg":

"More than.

"If you want to collect it, I can sell it to you at a low price."

Edwina considered for a few seconds, a hint of regret in her eyes, and calmly shook her head. "It's of very little use to me."

"You mean you possess the Beyonder Characteristic or characteristics of a ' Conspirer '?" she asked after a slight pause. "That's right," Lorry readily admitted.

Edwina forked a piece of fish, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and then hesitated slightly before mentioning the name of the Fourth Sailor-in-Charge: "Danitz..."

Just then, the Great Pirate "Flames" came in carrying a tray of food:

"Captain?"

Edwina glanced at him, then at Lorry, and finally said to Danitz, "You should seriously consider whether you want to continue your Advancement."

"If you'd like, you could try buying a ready-made ' Conspirer ' Potion from him."

Her choice of words was very precise.

The act of attempting to negotiate implies that there is no guarantee or intention to force a transaction; whether an agreement can be reached ultimately depends on the wishes of both parties.

Danitz looked at Lorry in surprise. "You really have the ' Conspirer ' Potion?"

"If you take it now, I can give it to you for free," Lorry said with a smile, "Provided you promise that the inheritance you possess belongs to me."

As he spoke, he reached out and took his food.

Danitz felt his veins throb: It was clearly a well-intentioned reminder, why couldn't you just speak properly, you piece of Dogshit? Edwina put down her soup spoon and interrupted their conversation, "He's right, you do look unsuitable for taking Potion."

"Let's wait a little longer and seize the upcoming opportunity for exploration."

The same meaning, but why do they sound completely different coming from two different people...? It really is that Dogshit Jodson's problem...

Thinking it over, Danitz nodded vigorously and asked again:

"Captain, have you decided which treasure to explore? The sunken Laurel? The Lost Newins's? Or the Ghost Empire we missed before?"

Edwina shook her head slightly and said:

Neither.

"This time we're trying to find the Solomon Empire's Legacy."

The Solomon Empire's Legacy? Danitz didn't care about that; he just wanted to know in advance so he could brag to "Tinplate" and the others.

He nodded, didn't linger any longer, and turned to leave the room.

Lorry took a bite of his white bread and continued the conversation that had been left unfinished, "I've studied the clues you currently have, and I think two of them are relatively plausible."

Edwina put down her fork, indicating she was ready to listen attentively. (Go to Bing search for the latest chapter!)

Lorry opened his notebook from last night, took out the world map tucked inside, and clicked on a yellow block in a large blue area on the left:

"The Legend of the Ghost Ship of Norgar Island"

Norgar Island is an overseas colony of the Republic of Intis, located northwest of the Oradek Archipelago, and is outside the safe shipping lanes.

In addition, due to the scarcity of resources, Intis's colonial rule was not thorough.

Therefore, the power dynamics on the island are relatively complex. Even in the most simplistic way, there are three main factions: Pirate, local natives, and the Intis Navy.

By the way:

This folk custom was provided by Danitz.

Before joining the "Golden Dream," he spent a long time operating in the Fog Sea region.

Edwina nodded:

"What about the other one?"

Lorry then turned the page of his notebook, took out the corresponding map, and unfolded it. After just one glance, Edwina's expression changed slightly, and she said without hesitation:

"The first one."

This clue came from a travelogue she found in her ancestral home during her teenage years. Most of the content was incomplete, with only a few relatively complete pages remaining.

Based on the occasional snippets of information mentioned, she speculated that the owner of this travelogue might be an ancestor who had followed Emperor Roselle.

The travel itinerary pieced together points to the deepest reaches of the Fog Sea.

"Okay." Lorry nodded readily, without saying anything more.

On one hand, the other party was the owner of the "Golden Dream"; on the other hand, he himself was more inclined to believe in the Ghost Ship legend of Norgar Island.

With the goals agreed upon, the discussion about the exploration came to an end.

"Oh, by the way, we're setting off for Bodo Port at noon." Edwina's eyes flickered slightly. "I received word that your Potion will be delivered there in three days."