"What? He knows me?" The fat Apothecary, known as Darkwill, was startled and asked in a low voice.
The owl, its eyes bulging, stared ahead and said:
"I noticed that when he came in and saw you, he clearly paused for two seconds."
"Maybe he thinks I don't fit his image of Apothecary?" the fat Apothecary retorted stubbornly.
The owl spreads its wings and then falls back down:
"If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do about it."
"... What books have you been reading lately?" the fat Apothecary asked, his chubby face twitching.
The owl replied with a serious and solemn expression:
My reading preferences depend on your level of knowledge.
"Unfortunately, the vocabulary you know and can teach me is limited, so I have to read popular novels that require a relatively low vocabulary."
"Moreover, these were all serialized in the newspapers."
The fat Apothecary Darkwill, scoffed.
"I'm going to buy a cookbook later, called ' The East Balam Bird Cooking Guide'."
Before the owl could speak again, he frowned and muttered to himself:
"Does he know me? He looks like a typical Loen, at least more than half Loen."
"I've used an alias in several cities in Loen, so it's not surprising that some people recognize me. But I still need to be vigilant. If I haven't heard from the Old Man by March, I'll have to leave..."
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the owl on his shoulder:
"You can still be quite useful at times."
"No, your eyes and your body language tell me that what you're really thinking is, damn it, I clearly wanted a pet that could help me fight Monster and gangsters. I even collected Potion recipes and extraordinary materials according to the standards of Dragon, and what I got in return is a stupid bird that only knows how to read newspapers and watch plays. Damn it, I wish I could force-feed it Potion!" The owl, like a parrot, performed vividly in the fat Apothecary's accent.
The fat Apothecary Darkwill's expression froze for a few seconds, then he chuckled:
"You know perfectly well, you idiot!"
"If I didn't have the ' Beast Tamer ' ability, you wouldn't have been able to withstand even one Potion!"
Inside the herbal medicine shop, both the person and the animal fell silent.
After a long while, the owl pretended that nothing had happened and said:
" Darkwill, will this really work? You've already commissioned dozens of adventurers."
"I'm not good at finding people, so I can only entrust it to them. Moreover, I will only pay them if they actually find or confirm the Old Man's whereabouts, and I won't spend a penny more!" the fat Apothecary said with a click of his tongue, then sighed, " The Old Man always calls himself Bravehearts and Winner in Fate, so he should be fine..."
"Will the potion made from these things really work?" Danitz asked, looking at the paper bag Klein had placed beside him as they returned to the " Azure Wind " inn in the carriage.
It contained dark herbs, strangely shaped insect shells, and oddly colored flowers, making it seem rather unreliable.
Klein nodded:
"Meeting."
"You've never drunk it before..." Danitz retorted instinctively.
I trust the fat Apothecary. Although he has a foul mouth and is a bit toxic, he's kind-hearted... Besides, Captain Elland also thinks his potion is effective enough... As Gehrman Sparrow, Klein didn't respond to Danitz's questioning. He simply picked up the paper bag and threw it at him.
Without a word, Danitz understood that the guy opposite him meant, "You brew the medicine."
He has recently gotten used to doing similar things and has no urge to resist at all.
Back at the " Azure Wind " inn, Klein found a chair and sat down, watching Danitz light the fireplace, hang up the earthenware pot, and add water and herbs.
Leaning back, Klein felt dizzy and exhausted, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.
In order to wait for the medicine to be brewed and to resolve his illness as soon as possible, he forced himself to think about various problems to overcome his drowsiness:
"Thinking back on it carefully, in this battle with ' Vice Admiral Ailment ', if I hadn't successfully launched a surprise attack and suppressed her from the beginning, preventing her from ever getting into her preferred rhythm until the very end when she had a chance to disappear and create distance, I might not have been her match."
"The combination of invisibility and disease is truly overpowered. Add to that Assassin's Fatal Strike and the Pleasure and control provided by the opponent, and you're truly unable to find them, unable to escape, and can only watch helplessly as your body gradually weakens, you contract various diseases, and even be charmed by them, giving up all resistance..."
"On the one hand, each Sequence 5 is very strong, worthy of being close to the Demigod level. On the other hand, the combination of various abilities within ' Creeping Hunger ' still has obvious flaws, and it is far from being comprehensive without any weaknesses."
"Hmm, the ' Seer ' pathway Sequence 5 ' Marionettist ' ability is very effective against stealth..."
"I could help the fat Apothecary find his teacher recently, but with insufficient information—almost only a photo—we can only rely on luck and see when we stumble upon a clue. After all, I'm not a god; I can't find people out of thin air..."
Wait, in a way, I really am a god!
"I can get the followers of the ' Sea God ' to help me find him King Roy has been to Bayam, he must have encountered someone, been seen by someone, and most of the native inhabitants secretly worship the ' Sea God '... This is what you call the vast ocean of the people..."
"Also, before Captain Elland leaves Bayam, have him introduce me to military liaisons so I can get reimbursed for any news later. By the way, check the ship's passenger records from the last few months to see if there's anyone named King Roy."
"There's another way. The radio receiver has been sitting on the Gray Fog for a while now. Taking it down should allow us to contact the Magic Mirror Arrodes. I originally planned to ask about Elaine's whereabouts, but now we don't need to look for that red-haired lady anymore. We can ask King Roy instead."
"Hey, something that leaves many adventurers completely clueless, I actually have three ways to find people!"
Amidst a jumble of thoughts, Klein finally managed to successfully concoct the potion.
Looking at the bottle of dark green to black liquid that Danitz had brought over, he hesitated for two seconds before reaching out to take it and bringing it to his lips.
Glug!
Klein suddenly felt a burning sensation in his throat, and his face flushed red.
This reminded him of the taste of extremely spicy food he had tried in his past life.
Suddenly, he became fully awake, and his blocked nose cleared up instantly.
He gulped it down, barely managing to finish it, and even had the illusion that his illness was half cured.
By evening, he was fully recovered and had no more doubts about the " Apothecary's" abilities.
No wonder the Potion is called " The Apothecary "... Klein put on his hat and left the inn with Danitz. Under the cover of night, they left Bayam and arrived at a Concealment private harbor hidden on the other side of the jungle.
Tonight, the " Golden Dream " will provide aid to the rebels.
After some coordination and effort, Danitz managed to contact " Vice Admiral Iceberg " Edwina through a " Spirit Summoning Ritual ".
After a while, the ship, which was always spotlessly clean and had strange main cannons, sailed into the private harbor. Five kinds of gold coins were depicted on its huge sails: the gold pound of Loen, the gold horn of Feysac, the fil gold of Intis, the gold risor of Feynapotter, and the sarsen gold of Lenburg.
This is the flag of the " Golden Dream," and also the symbol of this pirate crew.
Still not professional enough. If it were me, I would add Masin's Potkin, Segar's Zloty, the patterned gold coins of the Balam Empire, and so on... Klein stood to the side, hands in his pockets, watching Edwina Edwards appear at the bow of the ship.
At this moment, she was wearing a Hunter's hat, a fitted rider's shirt, and a black coat, perfectly embodying the image of a female pirate general in the minds of the rebels.
Her usual attire would only make her look like a tutor... Klein muttered to himself, taking a few steps back and letting Danitz run around, busy with his affairs.
Through the painstaking efforts of this notorious pirate with a bounty of 5,500 pounds, a shipment of grain and cloth was delivered to Kalat and the rebels, bringing the deal to a close.
Danitz quietly took a breath, walked over to Klein's side, and put on a smile, saying:
Is there anything else?
Can I go back to the ' Golden Dream ' now?
"Also, how will your wages for these past few days be calculated?"
That was just an excuse your captain and I made up. In a sense, this shipment of grain and cloth is my payment... Klein nodded:
Your captain has already paid.
"You can go back now."
"Really?" Danitz was somewhat incredulous.
Although " Vice Admiral Iceberg " Edwina was not far behind, he was still afraid that Gehrman Sparrow might suddenly go crazy.
Klein didn't respond to him, turned around, and walked directly towards the road leading out of the private harbor.
Danitz exhaled silently, suppressing his excitement, and quickly ran back to the " Golden Dream ".
Only when the ship had sailed away into the night and the private harbor belonging to the rebels grew smaller and smaller did he truly believe that he had returned to the " Golden Dream ".
In that instant, he felt as if he had experienced far too much in the past two weeks, and this unprecedented excitement was like a wonderful dream.
At this moment, a Sailor approached and asked curiously:
"Boss, did you really kill 'Iron' Maviti?"
Danitz burst into laughter, glanced furtively at Captain Edwina beside him, and said to his men:
"I made a significant contribution to this matter; let's talk about it over drinks!"
On the dark sea, the " Golden Dream " sailed further and further away.
Back at the " Azure Wind " inn, Klein was about to go to sleep when he suddenly noticed that the colors around him had become unusually vivid.
The white sheets appeared even whiter, the brown floor even more yellowish-brown, and the dark red curtains resembled fresh blood...
Amidst a scene of overlapping colored blocks, Azik Eggers emerged from the rippling void.
He still dressed in a shirt, bow tie, tailcoat, and top hat; his skin was bronze, and his features were soft.
How envious I am... I also want that ability to travel through the Spirit World... Klein sighed inwardly, maintaining his composure, and greeted him with a smile:
Good evening, Mr. Azik.
Azik removed his top hat, glanced at the rather unfamiliar face, and chuckled unsurprisedly:
"I'm sorry, I came in such a hurry. I should have gone out and knocked on the door first."
What exactly is this batch of Death -related documents about?
Klein invited him to sit down and then described in detail the things that couldn't be elaborated on in the letter. At the end, he casually mentioned the matter of Bansy Harbor, saying that it involved the Angel King Medici and His descendants.
Azik leaned back in his chair, frowning slightly, and said:
"I remember this name; He should have had two titles: ' Red Angel ' and ' Angel of War '..."
"However, He has long since perished."
"They've already perished?" Klein asked in astonishment.
Azik nodded, deep in thought, and said:
"I remember, He was killed by ' Blood Emperor ' Alista Tudor."
Killed by " Blood Emperor " Alista Tudor? Klein's pupils contracted as he suddenly remembered the Evil Spirit that had lingered for thousands of years in the underground ruins of Backlund.
It claims to be an innocent victim killed by the " Blood Emperor "!