Fearing that Gehrman Sparrow, Anderson grabbed the five Soli bills, his mind immediately conjuring images of sizzling beef and alcoholic beverages without any sedatives.
"Oh, this guy actually accepted. I just said it casually, to show off my persona, and to make him understand that my money isn't so easy to borrow, so he wouldn't lose interest in hunting pirates and instead plan to borrow a large sum to go straight back to the Sonia Sea..." Klein muttered to himself.
In his view, a Sequence 5 " Hunter " wouldn't go hungry or have nowhere to sleep in a pirate-infested area, even if he didn't have a single penny.
He shook his head almost imperceptibly, and was about to leave the dock when a rough shout suddenly came from behind him:
" Gehrman!"
Klein shuddered upon recognizing Frank Lee's voice and turned back to his body, his mind tense.
The first mate of the " Future," a " Toxin Expert " with a bounty of £7, stood by the ship's railing, cupping his hands to his mouth as if amplifying his voice, and asked:
Where do you usually hang out? Where should I send my letters?
"I'd like to share my latest research findings with you."
I don't want to know... This guy probably doesn't have many friends, and I bet most of the people he considers friends don't really consider him a friend... Hmm, " Admiral of Stars " is more inclined towards " Mystery Queen," lacking a sufficient sense of belonging to the Tarot Club. Openly developing a traitor—no, an intelligence source—by her side would be beneficial in Awe her, serving as a warning to someone at Gehrman Sparrow's level... With this groundwork laid, it would be more reasonable and natural for Mr. The Fool to give him another warning... Klein's thoughts raced as he took out Divination notes and a blotting pen from his pocket.
He quickly wrote down his messenger's summoning ritual, not forgetting to specify that a gold coin must be included in the ritual materials.
With a whoosh, Klein flicked his wrist, sending the note flying like a dart towards Frank Lee, landing precisely in the latter's palm.
"Excellent!" Frank Lee glanced at the information on the paper and waved his hand happily.
Klein didn't linger any longer. He picked up his suitcase, left the dock, and began looking for a hotel.
During this process, he initially wanted to firmly refuse Anderson's suggestion to stay at the same hotel, but after thinking about it, he agreed instead.
He feared that this Misfortune fellow might cause trouble again, bringing disaster to the innocent customers and waiters in the hotel, so he planned to monitor him closely and deal with him decisively if necessary.
After checking into his accommodation, Anderson took the key, Door Opening, and entered his room.
Bang! He plopped down in the armchair as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.
After leaving that dangerous sea area, he finally regained his sense of humanity and no longer had to worry about dying a violent death at any moment.
After lying quietly for a while, Anderson Hood slowly got up, picked up the thermos with its steel casing, turned the glass over, and poured himself a cup of hot water.
He thought he should pull himself together and head over to a bar.
Let's have a drink, fill our stomachs, and find some funding!
Once the hot water had cooled slightly, Anderson picked up the cup and gulped it down, drinking with great relish.
Suddenly, he coughed violently, his face turning slightly purple.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
Anderson reached for his throat, seemingly unable to catch his breath.
With a crack, the glass fell from his hand, shattered on the floor, and broke into pieces.
Cough, cough, cough... Anderson's cough grew weaker and weaker, and his face turned purplish-blue.
At this moment, a faint glint of fire appeared in his eyes, and the veins on the back of his hands began to throb as if they had come to life.
Bang!
Anderson fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then became motionless, as if even his breathing had stopped.
A few dozen seconds later, Anderson, who had been lying like a corpse, suddenly sat up, touching his face in lingering fear.
"Damn it, I almost choked to death on water just now..."
"If that's the case, I could probably become the Hunter with the funniest cause of death!"
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. Before heading into that sea area, I spent a lot of money to buy this thing, and it's finally come in handy today..."
As he spoke, Anderson took out a straw doll from a hidden pocket inside his vest, with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth crudely drawn on it in ink.
The surface of the doll was Corrosion, and black liquid was dripping off it drop by drop.
In just seven or eight seconds, it completely melted into liquid, becoming a stain on the floor.
"This Misfortune hasn't abated at all; in fact, it seems to be getting even fiercer... Hiss, Gehrman Sparrow once relayed a prophecy to me, saying that the most deadly dangers often lurk in the most ordinary of lives." Anderson paced back and forth, carefully avoiding the shards of glass under his feet, fearing that they might lead to another death.
"No, I have to save myself! Save myself immediately!" Anderson flung open the door and cautiously walked out.
He walked all the way to Klein's room, curled his fingers, and knocked on the door.
Soon, the wooden door, neither sturdy nor heavy, opened silently, revealing Gehrman Sparrow, who had removed his long dress coat, standing before Anderson.
Anderson forced a smile and said:
Surprised?
Clang!
The door slammed shut in front of him.
"..." He paused for a moment, then muttered to himself with a stiff expression, "I need to adjust the way I speak."
Knock knock knock!
He knocked on Klein's door again.
The door swung open quickly, and a revolver was pointed at him.
"Haha, I was just asking, do you know Beyonder who can change someone's luck?" Anderson half-raised his hands, frantically Psychological Suggestion Gehrman Sparrow to name the powerful being who provided the prophecy.
Too late. The " Mystery Queen " has vanished without a trace... Wait, she didn't even leave me any way to contact her? But since Frank Lee knows about my messenger's summoning ritual, it's the same as the " Admiral of Stars " knowing, the same as Bernadette knowing. Also, after returning to Backlund, I can ask Miss Sharron for help. The " Mystery Queen " is in her circle, although she doesn't appear very often... Klein gave Anderson Hood a pitying look.
He didn't particularly like this Strongest Hunter, and he was always making fun of him in his mind, showing all sorts of malice. After all, the other party was half responsible for the loss of that sleeve stud, but he only thought about it and had no intention of putting it into practice. If the other party asked for help, he would not refuse outright either.
Klein considered for a moment and said:
I can ask around for you and give you an answer tomorrow morning.
"But I seriously doubt your ability to pay."
"I'm going to the bar later! Besides, I have quite a few personal treasures back in the Sonia Sea," Anderson replied without hesitation.
Klein nodded, saying as he closed the door:
See you tomorrow morning. I hope you live to see that day.
Clang!
The door was locked again.
"Is this a curse or a blessing?" Anderson chuckled bitterly and muttered, "Based on my experience, there's a high probability that nothing unexpected will happen in the next two or three days."
Inside the room, Klein returned to his desk.
There lay a letter that had just been started and a paper crane that had been torn apart.
Before even opening his mouth to answer Anderson's question, Klein had already decided who to ask:
Without a doubt, the one who understands the methods of one " Snake of Fate " best is the other " Snake of Fate "!
He considered the area of the origami cranes when unfolded and the questions he wanted to ask, mentally drafted a list before picking up his pencil and saying:
How can I remove the curse of Misfortune brought by the ' Angel of Fate ' mural?
What is the name of the Sequence 4 Potion corresponding to ' The Seer '? Where can I obtain its recipe and main ingredients?
Klein put down his pencil, carefully examined the contents twice, then meticulously refolded the origami cranes along the creases and tucked them into his wallet.
Having done all this, he continued writing letters to Mr. Azik.
In the letter, Klein first mentioned that with the help of " Admiral of Stars ", he entered the dangerous easternmost area of the Sonia Sea and successfully completed the ritual. Then, he changed the subject and said that he was attacked by " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell without reason halfway through and almost suffered heavy losses.
On this topic, he went on to describe the ring on the " Admiral of Hell's " hand that appeared to be a relic of an ancient Death, and very considerately asked Mr. Azik if he remembered it and if he wanted to take a look at it to evoke more memories.
After making that comment, Klein casually brought up the " Spirituality Religion '" " Artificial Death " project, and curiously asked the big shot whether it was feasible and whether the previous documents recorded specific details.
After explaining that he was still unaware of the subsequent Sequence of events and where he might find an opportunity, Klein began to recount the precautions he had learned about dangerous sea areas during his journey, using the style of a travelogue.
He was providing this information to Mr. Azik so that the latter wouldn't suddenly decide to go there to search for the remnants of the ancient Death without understanding the potential dangers.
"... It is said that the sea is filled with the ravings of the ' True Creator.' The higher the Sequence, the clearer it is heard, and the more easily one is affected, going mad or losing control. This is divided by Sequence 4... But a few Demigod have found a way to move freely there..." Klein wrote at the end of the letter.
After folding the paper, he picked up the Azik Copper Whistle and summoned the giant skeleton messenger.
The messenger emerged from the floor, politely looked Klein straight in the eye, and opened his palm.
"Not bad..." Klein thought to himself, then handed the letter to the other party.
Then, he brushed his teeth, took a bath, and comfortably snuggled into bed.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly woke up from his dream and saw a desolate plain and a dark spire.
Having skillfully ventured deep into the spire, Klein discovered Will Auceptin's reply among the scattered tarot cards:
Friendly reminder: That paper crane is about to tear!
"The Misfortune and misfortune brought by the mural can be resolved by seeking help from Ricciardo."
" The High-Sequence recipes for ' Seer ' can only be found in the mad Zaratul or in the Hornacis Mountain Range. If you are Blessed of the Evernight, then disregard what I said."
" The Sequence 4 corresponding to ' Seer ' is called: ' Bizarro Sorcerer '!"