"Hunt them?" Danitz asked instinctively.
Once he truly understood what Gehrman Sparrow meant, he instantly became excited, shifted his posture, and said in a low voice:
Is there anything I can do to help?
As a qualified part-time pirate, he had nothing to do with words like tolerance, compassion, and benevolence. Since he almost died at the hands of "Iron" Maviti, and now had a chance to get revenge, he certainly wouldn't miss it!
He believed that his ability to survive in the piracy business stemmed from his accurate grasp of the situation, knowing when to resist, when to fight desperately, when to pretend not to see his enemies, and when to settle old scores.
And now is the opportunity!
Danitz wasn't sure just how powerful Gehrman Sparrow Lunatic, but judging from how he took down the Depravity Bishop Miller in ten seconds, dealing with "Iron" Maviti wouldn't be too difficult, and even against " Admiral of Blood " Senor, there was still hope of victory.
Of course, this refers to one-on-one situations, but pirates never talk about chivalry... Danitz thought with deep feeling.
Klein leaned slightly forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and clasped his hands together, saying:
I already said that.
Huh? What? Danitz felt he often couldn't keep up with Gehrman Sparrow's train of thought.
He could only console himself that normal people and Lunatic are different.
Seeing that the other person didn't speak again, he thought carefully and finally remembered what he should do:
Write about " Admiral of Blood " and what his pirate crew did!
Hmm... Gehrman Sparrow must want to know how much they've looted... Danitz quickly settled on a plan, found some paper and pen in the room, and scribbled down a whole bunch of stuff.
During this process, he was especially grateful that it was his left arm that was injured.
After he finished writing, Klein reached out and took it, reading it carefully. From the parts that Danitz had not elaborated on, he confirmed that the " Admiral of Blood " gang was indeed the most typical and vicious pirates, not only plundering property, but also kidnapping people, Slaughter crew members, and abusing women.
Danitz, that pirate, actually knows how to write Ancient Feysac... He's educated after all... Klein muttered to himself, then took out a copper penny and used Divination to confirm the authenticity of the material.
Then, in a tone as if instructing what to eat for breakfast the next morning:
"Tell me about ' Admiral of Blood ' and his men."
Detailed information is needed... Are they preparing to hunt them? Danitz was overjoyed, only regretting that he didn't know enough.
" Senor ' Admiral of Blood,' is suspected to be Evil Spirit. Anyone who faces him will die mysteriously, either strangling themselves, shooting themselves, embracing bombs, or Slaughter their comrades. Our captain says it's because he's possessed by Evil Spirit."
"It's very much like Miss Sharron's extraordinary abilities... ' Wraith '?" Klein didn't speak, listening silently as Danitz continued.
" Senor can let out a terrible scream. Last time I fought them, I almost passed out and fell off the deck into the sea. Haha, I retaliated by setting one of their ships on fire."
" Senor knows a lot of Death; he's cruel, bloodthirsty, and has a strong libido. His targets are men, women, or even humanoid creatures."
It aligns with the permissive nature of the Rose School of Thought, or more accurately, a certain aspect of the " Prisoner " pathway... most likely, it's a " Wraith "... Klein nodded thoughtfully.
Danitz became even more enthusiastic after receiving a response, and his speaking speed increased slightly:
"Our captain believes that Senor possesses a very powerful magical item that makes him incredibly lucky, always receiving divine favor. For example, at crucial moments, his opponents might suddenly slip or their abilities might fail, or he might win 21 consecutive bets."
A magical item that brings good luck? That's very rare... Did it originate from a " Monster "? Or is it connected to some evil spirit? Klein made guesses based on his knowledge of occultism.
"I haven't directly fought Senor, that's all I know." Danitz was about to shrug, but the pain in his left arm stopped him in time. "He has about seven or eight ships, the flagship is the ' Tree of Flesh,' haha, that's different from us. We mainly chase treasure, we don't indiscriminately recruit subordinates, we only have the ' Golden Dream ' ship."
No wonder " Admiral of Blood " has a much higher bounty than " Vice Admiral Iceberg," reaching 42,000 pounds... He must also be stronger... Klein suddenly realized.
He maintained his previous posture, seemingly unaffected by the " Admiral of Blood " intelligence:
Where are your men?
Danitz was prepared and immediately said:
" Senor's ten strongest men are the first mate, second mate, third mate, and captain of each ship..."
"'Iron' Maviti is the second mate of the flagship. We speculate that he is Sequence 6. His body is like steel, capable of withstanding bullets and artillery shells. He is immune to fire, drowning, and various forms of magic. He possesses immense strength and swift movements, capable of tearing opponents apart. He has mastered certain Death spells, allowing him to awaken the Living Corpse and cultivate puppets..."
" The Living Corpse?" Klein immediately thought of Maric, who was playing cards with the Living Corpse.
Considering the " Wraith " characteristic of " Admiral of Blood " Senor, could it be that this group of pirates is actually a peripheral organization of the Rose School of Thought, or rather, an organization used to make money? Unfortunately, I don't have a messenger, nor did I ask Miss Sharron if she did, otherwise I could contact her to confirm the identity of " Admiral of Blood "... Klein guessed with a hint of regret.
He didn't give up just because it might involve the Rose School of Thought. He could always change his tune and identity later. Besides, he had already offended the Aurora Order, the Demoness Sect, the Rose Redemption, and the Hermits of Fate, so he wasn't afraid of offending one more.
Actually, it's not like I haven't fought against the Rose School of Thought before. I've already killed a " Wraith," a " Living Corpse," and a " Werewolf," and stolen the " Crimson Moon Corona " and the " Biotoxin Bottle "... Klein suddenly realized that he had really gotten himself into quite a lot of trouble.
" Maviti probably doesn't have any particularly powerful magical items, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to escape earlier," Danitz said with a sense of relief. "He's surrounded by a group of puppets and Living Corpse, and he also has several Sequence 7 8 subordinates with him. As the second mate of the flagship, since he's here, he should be the leader of the people in the vicinity. We can consider hunting him down first."
Below the High-Sequence, a large number of Beyonder can lead to a qualitative change. The combination of different abilities is enough for them to defeat Beyonder stronger than themselves, just like a Nighthawks squad can definitely take down a Sequence 6, or even Sequence 5... Klein did not underestimate "Iron" Maviti and his men because of the increased strength he gained from " Creeping Hunger," and remained as cautious as ever.
We must plan our actions carefully and make thorough preparations. Hmm, the frequency bands and codes we obtained from " White Shark " can come in handy now. Once Miss " Magician's" radio receiver arrives, we'll have Danitz monitor it regularly to see if we can obtain any relevant intelligence so I can seize the opportunity to quickly reap the rewards... And I'll use this gap to explore the possibility of actually Acting... Klein quickly came up with a plan and continued listening to Danitz recount the intelligence about the other subordinates of " Admiral of Blood ".
After a long while, Danitz finally finished speaking and concluded with great enthusiasm:
"If I can kill 'Iron' Maviti and get my name on the list, it'll definitely make the newspapers and spread, and I won't have to worry about how to notify the captain!"
He feared there was a traitor within his ranks, and that all the communication points in the Rorsted Archipelago had been taken over by the enemy, so he dared not make any contact rashly. He was worried about how to alert the captain.
"You have some good ideas..." Klein nodded and said.
"You are responsible for gathering intelligence on all aspects of 'Steel'."
"Alright!" Danitz replied with a slightly sinister smile, recalling the punch that had nearly pierced his heart that evening.
Klein slowly got up, walked to the window, and saw that the sky outside was dark, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring down, as if the Apocalypse had come.
Thinking about what he was about to do, he couldn't help but feel a sense of Acting in a different way, and he smiled and muttered to himself in a low voice:
"Tonight, Gehrman joins the hunt."
Inside the Sea Waves Cathedral in Bayam, the " City of Generosity ".
Alger Wilson, having obtained the " Sanguine Anesthetic Gas," was preparing to set sail to acquire the other main material for the " Wind-blessed " when he was summoned by the local diocese bishop.
"A rumor has been circulating recently that ' Vice Admiral Iceberg ' has obtained the Death's Key, and the pirates of the entire Sonia Sea are in an uproar," the diocesan bishop said in a deep voice. "Investigate this matter."
This was an elderly man with gray hair, but he was still very energetic and spoke faster than a young person, as if he might rush out at any moment to solve all the problems himself.
He was strong and muscular, his bishop's robes bulging with his breath, the wind whistling around him, the air moist.
Similar rumors circulate every year, but they're always false... These kinds of stories always seem to spread at sea... And even if they were true, I have no right to get involved, and there's no need to take the risk. I can just inquire from the outside... Alger muttered to himself.
He solemnly clenched his fist and struck his left chest:
"Yes, Your Excellency Chogo!"
" The Storm is with you!"
Bishop Chogo was pleased with Alger's attitude and reciprocated with the same courtesy.
" The Storm is with you!"
Encouraged Alger Wilson quickly left the church and returned to the square outside.
The storm from last night has subsided, with only scattered leaves and water stains of varying sizes on the ground as proof that it had occurred.
Alger took a breath of the fresh air after the rain and decided to first visit a few places where pirates might be hiding, gather information, and make it seem like he was making an effort.
If he came across a guy with a bounty of several hundred pounds, he wouldn't mind making a capture; in his view, that was liquid, reserve money.
P. S.: I'm participating in an event, so I can't update early in the early morning. Monday will be my normal update time, but I'd appreciate your votes!