Onboard the " Future," Frank Lee rolled up his shirt sleeves, flicked his pen, and wrote with a smile:
"My dear friend Gehrman Sparrow, I have great news for you! I have successfully cultivated a brand new mushroom using the flesh and blood of the ' Rose Bishop '. As long as there are fish, it can reproduce indefinitely, so we no longer have to worry about not being able to eat mushrooms during long voyages. Moreover, it has hybridized with beef, and the taste is absolutely fantastic!"
"Its only drawback is that it can't catch fish on its own and needs someone to help it, but I don't think that's a big problem. After all, Nina said that this way it won't pollute the ocean. Well, let's just say she's right."
"I sent you some dried mushrooms. Give them water and fish, and they'll immediately become normal and reproduce on their own. I hope you like my gift..."
After rambling on for a while, Frank folded the letter, put it in an envelope, added three dried mushrooms, and then applied glue to seal it.
Having done all this, he took out the notepad Klein had given him and, following the instructions on it, carefully began preparing the ritual to summon the messenger.
This was not complicated for Frank; he quickly set up the altar and created the Wall of Spirituality.
Finally, he solemnly placed a Loen coin in front of the candle.
He lit the candle, chanted the incantation, and stared intently at the flame, watching it expand until a headless woman carrying four heads emerged.
Frank was startled at first, then stared intently at Reinette Tinekerr's four strikingly beautiful, blonde-haired, red-eyed heads, muttering to himself:
How did you do that?
Why are they completely identical?
"If we plant it in the soil, will more of it grow?"
The four heads that Reinette Tinekerr was holding in her hands each turned its eyes, looking in different directions, before finally all landing on Frank Lee's face.
Suddenly, all the soil in the various containers in the room flew out and piled up in front of Frank.
Frank then floated up, rolled in mid-air with a stunned expression, and landed headfirst in the pile of dirt.
His legs struggled outside, but he couldn't pull them out for the time being.
Then two of Reinette Tinekerr's four heads stretched forward, biting the envelope and the gold coin respectively.
Once she had completely disappeared, Frank Lee finally found the perfect moment to leap off the ground and slump onto the floor.
"Wow, that's amazing..." Frank exclaimed, still shaken. He then wiped the dirt from his mouth and face into his mouth, chewed it carefully for a while, and muttered to himself, "It's a bit too sour..."
At this moment, " Admiral of Stars " Cattleya, who had recently completed her sacrifice in the captain's cabin, seemed to sense something Frank Lee's room, where she vaguely saw a crudely made, illusory doll.
This doll has no head!
The image flashed by, Cattleya's eyes instantly closed, a burning pain shooting through them, and two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks.
Her brow furrowed slightly, and she whispered uncertainly:
" Ancient Bane?"
After "distributing" the Fallen Star Crystal and the spinal fluid of the Dark Hunt Giant Lizard to " The Magician " and Miss " Justice," Klein returned to the real world, lay down in an armchair, and, letting his body sway gently, pondered where to go next:
With news of Gehrman Sparrow's presence and the matter of " Mad Captain " Connors Victor, the pirates should not appear in public places in Bayam for a long time. They have either already boarded ships and left port, or they are hiding in their hideouts, making them difficult to find.
"In other words, I have no reason to stay here, and the situation with the resistance can be controlled through the response of ' Sea God ' and the transmission of Danitz."
"Hmm, I'll go to the ' Seaweed Bar ' later, get a fake ID, buy a black market ticket, and head to Connaught City in Desi Bay... It's not only the largest port there, but also David Raymond. When I released that Red Gloves from ' Creeping Hunger,' I promised him I'd take him to this beautiful seaside city to tell his daughter the hatred is over, and, while I'm at it, find a way to return ' Nightmare's' Beyonder Characteristic to the Church."
"Heh, people are so hypocritical. On one hand, they're planning to return the ' Nightmare's' properties, and on the other hand, they're plotting to steal the Sealed Artifact from behind the Chanis Gate of Saint Samuel Cathedral..."
Klein shook his head, closed his eyes, and tried to restore his Spirituality through sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly had a premonition, naturally opened his eyes, and quickly activated his Spirit Vision.
Then he saw Reinette Tinekerr emerge from the void.
The messenger was dressed in a similar elaborate black dress as always, with one of her heads biting a letter.
Who sent it? Danitz, Vice Admiral Iceberg, Frank, or Anderson? Klein took the letter and nodded in acknowledgment:
"Thanks."
He was very polite to the powerful and mysterious messenger girl from his own family, and he did not want to strangle himself one day.
"You..." "Want..." "Immediately..." "Reply..." Reinette Tinekerr held the four heads, each uttering a word in turn.
Klein tore open the seal, took out the letter, and glanced through it. He was so surprised by its contents that he almost forgot to reply to the messenger. Reinette Tinekerr, however, remained calm and waited patiently beside him.
One day Frank Lee will destroy the world, so we absolutely must control him and not give him a chance to advance! This guy, just how much does he love hybridization and creating all sorts of weird plants? Um... City of Silver has always been short of food... Klein's thoughts raced, and he had a bold idea.
That means having Frank shift his research focus to various foods suitable for City of Silver!
In this way, the cows, fish, mushrooms, the Rose Bishop, the ocean, and the world will be safe!
Klein quickly looked up and said to the messenger:
"Yes, reply immediately."
He immediately got up from his armchair, walked to the table, found a pen and paper, and quickly wrote:
"... I have a question. If I eat this mushroom you created, then eat cooked fish and drink a glass of water, will it continue to reproduce?"
After giving the reminders, Klein got to the main point:
"... Could you create wheat that doesn't need sunlight to grow, or cows that produce milk and meat by eating Monster? That sounds really interesting!"
Following this topic, Klein wrote a few more paragraphs, then folded the letter and handed it to Reinette Tinekerr, saying quite naturally:
Frank paid for the postage.
"Hope..." "He..." "Not yet..." "Dead..." The messenger's four heads finished speaking in turn before sending a representative to bite the letter.
"Hopefully he's not dead?" Klein was startled and was about to ask for clarification Reinette Tinekerr had already entered the Spirit World and vanished without a trace.
After a two-second pause, Klein wrote down the Divination statement and used a citrine pendant to confirm that Frank Lee was still alive.
He breathed a silent sigh of relief, tidied up the dried mushrooms, rubbed his temples, and lay back down in the armchair.
After dinner, " Seaweed Bar ".
Klein, with his ordinary-looking face, arrived here once again.
Unlike before, the bar's customers were mainly mixed-race people with darker skin and slightly curly hair, as well as local natives. They either belonged to a gang in Bayam, secretly served the rebels, or both. There weren't many ordinary people, and the pirates from different countries that were usually there had all disappeared. Only a few guys dressed as adventurers were drinking strong liquor and discussing various rumors about the sea.
Klein glanced around and found Denil, whom Danitz had mentioned. This skinny local could provide fake identification and black market tickets.
He didn't care about anything and moved closer, saying:
"A second-class ticket to Connaught for tomorrow, and proof of identity."
Denil looked up at him, thought for a moment, and said:
"That'll be £20 in total."
A second-class ticket to Connaught only costs around eight or nine pounds... However, black market tickets are much more expensive, and with the provision of forged identification, 20 pounds isn't too outrageous... Klein calculated and said:
When can I get it?
"I'll give it to you in 45 minutes," Denil replied with practiced ease. "You can pay 5 pounds upfront, and the rest after you get your ticket and identification."
"Okay." Klein stopped arguing, took out his wallet, and pulled out five one-pound bills.
He wasn't worried about anyone eyeing his wallet, which might mean he could save £20, and maybe even have some left over.
Denil had just finished checking the authenticity of the banknotes and was about to give instructions to his men when he suddenly noticed that the bar had become extremely quiet!
Klein noticed as well and instinctively looked towards the doorway.
There were two people there. One was dressed in a tailcoat and a black trench coat. His brown hair was neatly combed back. His eyes were not big, but they were bright and piercing. He had a light mustache around his mouth, which gave him a gentlemanly air, but also a slightly casual one. The other was wearing a hooded robe, which is quite rare in public these days. His face was hidden in the shadows, so his features were not clear.
The nonchalant gentleman glanced around, seemingly quite satisfied with the crowd's reactions. He twirled silver coins between his fingers as he walked toward Denil, followed by a hooded man in a long robe who occasionally took something out of his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with a crunching sound.
The silver coins stopped flipping, and the nonchalant gentleman approached Denil, chuckling as he said:
"Prepare ten tickets for tomorrow's ferry to Pritz Harbor, for three different ships."
"Yes, Mr. Orville," Denil replied, standing up in a flustered manner.
Klein couldn't immediately recall who this nonchalant gentleman flipping the silver coins between his fingers was, since the man didn't seem to have any reward. It wasn't until he heard the name Orville that he vaguely felt it sounded familiar.
Just as he was reflecting, he saw the hooded man take a brown candy out of his pocket, pop it into his mouth, and make a loud biting sound.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Orville and his companion did not linger. In the quiet atmosphere, they headed towards the stairwell and went up to the second floor of the bar.
Denil sighed, turned his head and saw Klein's puzzled and thoughtful expression, and casually said:
" Orville, Orville adventurer who serves the master of the ' Dawn '."
... I remember now, " Silver Coin Viper " Orville! He always claimed to be working for the " Mystery Queen," but no one could confirm it. I can ask Lady " The Hermit " later... The last time I heard about him was in Damir Port. He seemed to be working with Old Quinn, the intelligence officer of " Admiral of Blood "... However, the latter has already been killed by Mr. " The Hanged Man "... Klein suddenly remembered many things and asked carefully:
"And the other one?"
"Who knows?" Denil turned to his men and ordered them to prepare identification documents and the corresponding ship tickets.
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