Once on deck, inside the cabin, and in his room, Klein was about to speak when Anderson Hood spoke first:
"That's not right... If I were a passenger on this ship, seeing an adventurer like you, who just offended the ' King of Immortality,' board, I would definitely be very scared and nervous. I would either ask the captain and first mate to persuade you to change ships, or I would change ships myself. But instead, they are all very calm."
This guy is very perceptive, with keen Insight into subtle details... Is this the real " Conspirer "? Usually carefree and optimistic, he's actually grasped the situation and made preparations without making a sound... Klein took out his key to open the door while considering whether there was really a problem with the ship.
Just then, Anderson raised his hand and lightly patted his face, chuckling dryly:
I understand why!
"The time interval is too short. The news is only circulating among a few adventurers and pirates. Ordinary passengers and Sailor on board have no idea about it at all. Moreover, anyone who knows what you look like must be a well-informed individual, not an ordinary person."
"Oh, you're answering your own questions now... Do you know that time is life?" Klein muttered to himself before entering first class.
It wasn't that he wanted to stay comfortably himself, but rather that he needed to keep an eye on Anderson Hood and prevent the unluckiest Hunter's Misfortune from bringing disaster to the passenger ship, which is why he had Anderson booked a first-class cabin.
Carrying his suitcase, Klein walked to the door of the master bedroom, pointed to the guest room and servants' quarters, and said to Anderson:
You can choose one yourself.
Anderson froze for two seconds, then uttered, his mouth half-open:
"You're very skilled..."
Of course, I have extensive experience dealing with Hunter. If Danitz were here, I would designate the servants' quarters... Klein did not respond and went into the master bedroom.
At 1:30 p. m., the ship's horn sounded, and the passenger ship set sail on time.
Hanging up his coat, Klein, dressed in trousers, a shirt, and a vest, walked out of the master bedroom into the living room and gazed at the horizon outside the window.
There, the azure waters ripple and unfold inch by inch along the contours of Toscarter Island, rising and falling in the wind.
"You can't observe the whole situation like this," Anderson leaned in and said with a laugh. "You can only be sure of one side, while the ' Black Death ' could come from the other side or from the front. The best way is to climb the lookout tower, haha, there are definitely crew members there, but an experienced Hunter or pirate has a hundred ways to Deceit his senses!"
Klein turned around and looked at Anderson Hood.
"That's very true."
"I'm leaving this matter to you."
"Huh?" Anderson looked bewildered.
He immediately realized what was happening and asked in surprise:
"Don't you have any other way to observe?"
How can you set a trap for the " King of Immortality " when there's no way to observe him?
"No." Klein nodded with unusual calm. "It's all up to you now."
... Who gave you the courage to leave under the watchful eye of the " King of Immortality "? Anderson was speechless for a moment.
He muttered to himself, "Don't stop me, I'm jumping ship," as he left his cabin and headed straight for the area below the observation deck.
Theoretically speaking, the " King of Immortality " Agarito, or rather the " Black Death," should have already sensed my malice and the danger emanating from me. So, would they attack? Would they believe that I am only at this level and have no help, or would they suspect that some powerful being who can interfere with the sense of danger has intervened? Klein turned his gaze away from the doorway and looked out at the sea once again.
After a while, he suddenly sensed something, quickly activated his Spirit Vision, and turned his head to look to the side.
A tall, skeletal messenger emerged from the floor, its dark flames flickering slightly in its eye sockets.
It only showed its upper body, so it wasn't much taller Klein. It looked at him eye to eye and handed him the letter it was holding.
Mr. Azik replied quickly this time... Klein nodded politely and accepted the neatly folded paper.
After the skeletal messenger disintegrated and disappeared, he unfolded the letter in the sunlight streaming through the window:
"... I'm so glad you got promoted, and your Travel experience was even more interesting than I imagined."
"That sea area is indeed very dangerous. I vaguely remember that it may be related to the source of the Cataclysm. As for why the ancient Death left his aura there, I'm not quite sure."
"I will remember your reminder. I will not enter that sea until I have fully regained my memories. The ramblings of the ' True Creator ' are not pleasant to hear."
"I'm somewhat interested in the ring on ' Admiral of Hell's ' hand, but I'm currently preoccupied with a past event, so I might have to wait a while before I can visit him..."
Upon seeing this, Klein couldn't help but smile.
I'll reply to Mr. Azik later, telling him I have a way to pinpoint the location of " Admiral of Hell " Ludwell, and that he must take me with him when he visits. Oh no, I haven't been able to find the Divination Merfolk Cufflink lately. I wonder if Ludwell has even noticed it, or if he's already lost it... Hmm, I'll go Divination above the Gray Fog after I'm sure the " Black Death " won't be chasing me...
Klein shifted his gaze and continued reading:
"The ancient documents obtained from Katarina do indeed mention the Artificial Death. To put it simply, the former royal family of the Balam Empire, now high-ranking members of the Spirituality Religion, were inspired by the case of the ' Hidden Sage ' suddenly coming to life and gaining Spirit Intuition, and they hope to bring about the same situation with the Death, which is currently only a concept."
"This is possible because the extraordinary is immortal. The fall of the Death Reaper does not mean the complete loss of the corresponding characteristics and authority. They still exist, but have returned to concepts and abstractions, in a state similar to the earliest ' Hidden Sage '."
"Judging from those documents, there hasn't been any groundbreaking progress in the relevant research, but that was hundreds of years ago..."
" The Sequence 4 Potion corresponding to 'The Seer ' is called ' The Bizarro Sorcerer. ' Antigonus and the powerful members of the Zaratul Family left a deep impression on me. Even though I've forgotten the details now, I can still recall that slightly frightening feeling."
"I'm not sure exactly where you can get the recipes and materials. Perhaps you could consider switching to a similar path. I recall that you can choose the ' Apprentice ' path, Sequence 4 ' Secrets Sorcerer,' and the ' Marauder ' path, Sequence 4 ' Parasite.' However, I vaguely remember that these three paths should be interchangeable only at Sequence 3..."
As expected... only " Magic Mirror " Arrodes remains as a hope... Klein forced a smile.
After reading the reply, he took out paper and pen and quickly wrote down the parts he had just thought of, and also asked about the specific definition of " Mythical Creature ".
He didn't rush to summon the messenger. He put down the paper and pen, waiting for the " Black Death " to appear, before adding a plea for help to the letter and sending it out. In this way, he could use the " Sea God Scepter " to support the ship from afar for a while, and perhaps Mr. Azik would come to the rescue from the Spirit World. At that time, the two of them could join forces and have a chance to obtain the " Black Death ".
The reason he didn't write it down beforehand was because the " Devil " could sense the danger and wouldn't come back. Of course, whether the other party could sense the specifics of the malice was unknown to Klein.
After waiting patiently for several hours, Klein heard the Door Opening, turned around and saw Anderson rubbing his head and walking in with a complicated expression.
"The ' Black Death ' did not appear, and we are now completely out of the waters around Toscarter Island..."
The " King of Immortality " didn't retaliate... Gehrman Sparrow is even more formidable than I imagined! Anderson thought to himself.
Klein nodded slightly with regret, walked to the coat rack, picked up his coat and hat, and prepared to head to the restaurant.
Inside a secluded room, a team of Red Gloves individuals is discussing a recent case they are investigating.
" The Spirit Warlock " Soest, holding a piece of chalk, pointed to the blackboard and said:
"This Devil murder case shares some similarities with the assassination of Duke Negan in Backlund."
"First, a human skin with its own aura and presence appeared, something that has never been seen in many past Devil -related incidents."
"Secondly, there are more than one ' Devil ' who take turns wearing human skin, carrying out normal activities, and covering up the evil deeds of their companions."
"Finally, they all appear to belong to the Beria Family..."
At this moment, Leonard, who was sitting in the corner, seemed to be listening attentively, but his mind was uncontrollably filled with memories of what had happened before, because the captain had mentioned Backlund.
After witnessing the complete destruction of the underground ruins, he was about to take advantage of his free time to investigate the mysterious Detective Sherlock Moriarty, intending to start with Moriarty's former landlord, when the team received an urgent mission to investigate a newly occurred serial murder case, forcing them to leave Backlund.
" Leonard, what's your opinion?" Soest asked, calling on Leonard Mitchell to continue after he finished speaking.
Leonard turned his head somewhat blankly, glanced at the contents of the blackboard, and quickly organized his thoughts, saying:
"I think this is more than just a cover-up; it may also involve a ritualistic need, Captain Soest. You know, ' Devil ' have many rituals that desecrate evil."
"That makes sense." Soest gestured for the next player to speak.
Phew, thankfully the Old Man recently gave me a crash course in " Devil studies"... Leonard breathed a sigh of relief and began to listen attentively to his teammates' discussion.
After two days at sea, the passenger ship arrived safely at Oravi Island.
After checking into the hotel, Klein said to Anderson Hood:
"Wait here for me. That Demigod doesn't like strangers visiting him unexpectedly."
He didn't want to expose the contact person of the " School of Life ".
"I hope I can live to see him," Anderson said to himself with a bitter smile.
Klein's lips twitched slightly, and he abandoned the rest of his words, taking the carriage straight to the Saint Draco Church the Church of Storms.
Not long after, he saw Carnot, the extremely asymmetrical and ugly tall bell ringer, once again in a small room in that magnificent bell tower.
After hearing the purpose of Gehrman Sparrow's visit, the hunched-over Carnot nodded:
"I'll take you to Senator Ricciardo. He's recovered and isn't in the same place anymore."
"Okay." Klein had just finished responding when he suddenly remembered that Carnot was a human transmutation product of the Church of the " Earth Mother," so he asked, "Do you know Frank Lee?"