Backlund, Cherwood Borough.
As the Red Light faded, Fors saw the familiar desk and the open notebook where Record his Spirit Intuition.
For her, this experience, though nothing new, still filled her with a deep sense of awe.
This is a power that does not belong to humans; even Demigod and mortals cannot possess it!
"I'll get the Spirit Eater's stomach in a couple of days, and my ' Apprentice ' Potion has been digested... Finally, I'm going to become a ' Trickmaster,' I wonder what kind of extraordinary abilities I'll gain... Relying on my own to advance, my teacher will definitely pay more attention to me, and in addition to Potion recipes, he'll surely provide some extraordinary materials... I'm so excited! I don't even know what the corresponding Sequence 6 and Sequence 5 are called yet, I only know that Sequence 7 is ' Astrologer.' Once I become a ' Trickmaster,' I'll immediately write to my teacher..." Fors felt that he was one step closer to escaping the Full Moon Curse.
Just then, she heard hurried footsteps approaching and fading into the distance, finally turning into the clanging of the front door.
"Hugh's out again. She's so busy," Fors sighed silently. "If it weren't for the 400 pounds she owes Glaint Viscount, we'd be on holiday in Desi Bay right now."
After a long period of hard work, thanks to his improved strength, some previously impossible tasks became easy. In addition, he occasionally received some well-paid small tasks from the man in the golden mask. Hugh has increased his savings from £110 to £320, leaving him only £80 to pay off his debts.
Actually, I could have lent her the 80 pounds, but unfortunately, although she's not very tall, she's still very proud... Fors pulled herself out of her thoughts and started thinking about the matter Mr. "World" had entrusted to her.
As a Doctor and a Author, she knew little about radio or even the mechanical field in general, and she didn't pay attention to related content when reading newspapers. She had no idea where to buy the radio receiver the other party wanted.
"Department stores? I don't think so... Oh right, Avril writes science fiction, he should know a lot about this." Fors quickly found someone to consult.
But she immediately faced a new dilemma: should she visit him in person or write a letter to inquire?
Glancing at the armchair covered with a thick, soft blanket, smelling the aroma of coffee and tobacco filling the room, and feeling a slow, creeping warmth, Fors's motivation to go out gradually crumbled.
"I don't know him well, I shouldn't have visited him so abruptly." She muttered as she sat down and unfolded the letter.
City of Silver, the Berg family.
Derrick opened his eyes, waking from his feigned sleep.
According to his original plan, he should have held the sacrificial ceremony now and sent out the stomach of the Spirit Eater, but the words of the " The Hanged Man " reminded him to be more cautious and observe more.
Um... First, gather all the materials Mr. The Hanged Man wants and complete the sacrifice in one go... Derrick paused for a few seconds, then attached the " Hurricane Axe " and headed straight for the spire.
He first checked the available items at the merit exchange point, then decided not to complete the transaction immediately. He planned to wait until the lightning in the sky subsided before checking the underground trading market.
Derrick went up to the third floor and headed straight for the mythology and ancient texts section of the library, eagerly searching for valuable knowledge he had never learned before.
Suddenly, he saw a book with a hard, yellowed cover:
The Handwritten Manuscript of the Black Rock Book of the Giant King's Court
Records passed down directly from the Giant King's Court? I wonder if there's anything related to the " Angel King "... Derrick reached out and pulled out the book, discovering it was bound together with sheets of brown Monster parchment.
At that moment, on the upper level of the library, Colin Iliad, stood quietly, gazing down.
His unkempt, graying hair was gently ruffled by the breeze blowing in through the window, and his light blue eyes were deep and reserved.
January 12, Wednesday, 5:40 PM.
The sky was dark, with swirling clouds and deep blue waves rising and falling.
The " White Agate " bobbed up and down in the approaching storm, like a toy in the palm of a Giant's hand.
"This is the sea; no matter how powerful a force may be, it appears insignificant before it." Danitz stood at the window, admiring the scene outside. "Fortunately, we're almost at the ' City of Generosity '."
After departing from Bansy Harbor, the White Agate's voyage proceeded smoothly. With the help of the wind, its speed stabilized at 15 knots. As a result, it arrived at Tiana Port only slightly later than scheduled, completing its journey half a day earlier than usual.
In other words, the " White Agate," which was originally scheduled to arrive in the " City of Generosity " on the morning of the 13th, will arrive in port on the evening of the 12th.
Upon hearing Danitz's remark, Klein merely glanced up at him before looking away and continuing his own thoughts.
The more Acting the role of " Gehrman Sparrow," and the more he had to force himself to act in accordance with the character's persona at times, the more he realized what kind of person he was and that the choices he truly wanted to make in different situations were different from those of " Gehrman Sparrow."
For example, normally he would respond to Danitz at this moment, chatting with him about the weather at sea and the disasters brought by those terrible storms, but Gehrman Sparrow would not; he would inevitably treat him coldly and remain silent.
"The more contrasts I see, the clearer I understand myself," Klein sighed inwardly.
This was an experience he never had when he was working as the private Detective Sherlock Moriarty, because back then, he didn't need to fake a personality; he could just be himself.
I feel like I've digested my Potion a little... However, Gehrman Sparrow. At least when I chose to disembark and enter Bansy Harbor to rescue people, my identity completely overlapped with that of him, there was no difference... Of course, you could also say that I added a persona to myself to some extent. Beneath the gentleness and madness lies a kind, brave, compassionate, and sentimental heart. Heh, self-praise is not advisable. If I had known earlier that Bansy was Bincy, I, I probably would have chickened out... Or maybe not, at least the danger Divination at the time was within a tolerable range... Klein thought to himself, half summarizing and half mocking.
This made him realize something even more: although Acting a purely fictional person could help him digest the Potion, to speed things up and increase his progress, he really needed to take on an existing identity, gain the affirmation of the other person's interpersonal relationships, experience the corresponding joys and sorrows, and immerse himself in the experience without becoming addicted.
To become anyone, but ultimately return to oneself? And to receive feedback from the people involved? Klein stared at the pale yellow carpet, his mind racing.
Seeing that Gehrman Sparrow did not respond, Danitz helplessly shrugged, feeling frustrated.
Aside from making me do servant's chores, this crazy guy is fine in every other way, except for one thing: he doesn't like to talk and has communication difficulties. If this continues, I'll definitely go crazy because of it... Thank goodness, thank goodness, we're finally going to Bayam, we'll finally be free! Danitz felt that sooner or later he would develop the habit of talking to himself in the other person's similar silence.
After a while, he saw Gehrman Sparrow look up, smile, and say:
"You can tell me which of Bayam's contact points are pirates."
"... Bullshit! You'd better not say anything!" Danitz's expression Distortion instantly.
Ugh!
At 6:15 p. m., just before the storm arrived, the " White Agate " successfully entered port and arrived at Bayam, the capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, known as the " City of Generosity ".
This region is also known as the Spice Islands, with a wide variety of exotic spices, and its economy is Pillar on plantations producing these spices.
Blue Mountain Island, where Bayam is located, occupies more than half of the archipelago's land area. It has mineral deposits such as gold, silver, copper, coal, and iron, high forest coverage, a wide variety of fruits, and exceptionally fertile land. For this reason, the first colonists named the city they built by the sea " City of Generosity," believing it to be a treasure land promised by the gods, flowing with milk and mead.
Klein picked up the suitcase Danitz had packed, left room 312, and entered the passageway leading to the deck.
Unsurprisingly, he encountered Donna's family and Krivis, among others.
After being frightened earlier, the two siblings are still somewhat afraid of Klein, hiding behind their parents and bodyguards, not daring to speak, like deflated balloons.
Klein nodded slightly, as if to greet them.
Just then, Urdi Blanche hesitated for a second, then took half a step forward and said:
"Mr. Sparrow, will you be staying in Bayam?"
"If I want to hire someone—no, please help me—how can I contact you?"
As expected of an adventurous businessman, even with fear, he still wants to befriend people with extraordinary abilities... Klein thought for a moment and said:
What newspapers are here?
"The main newspapers circulating in the archipelago are the Sonia Morning Post and the News," Uldi answered without needing to recall.
"You placed an advertisement in the Sonia Morning Post for three consecutive days seeking to purchase Damir's special cured meat, and left your address. I will come to you. If I haven't appeared after three days, it means I've gone to sea again." Klein cautiously provided a one-way communication method.
"Okay." Uldi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Krivis and the others expressed their gratitude once again and left the cabin in an orderly manner.
As the gangway came into view, Donna suddenly slowed her pace, shrank back next to Klein, tilted her head back, bit her lip, and said:
" Sparrow, since such power inevitably brings danger and madness, why did you choose it?"
She thought about this question for a long time before finally mustering the courage to ask it.
Klein paused for a moment, then instinctively formed a smile:
"For the dream."
Then, his voice lowered, and he uttered two words:
"And, to protect."
"Protect..." Donna muttered the word with a slightly bewildered look, quickened her pace, and caught up with her parents.
After watching the Blanche family leave the " White Agate," Klein looked away and said to Danitz beside him:
You are free.
Huh? Danitz was a little taken aback.