Once the pressure subsided, Klein casually pulled up a chair and placed it by the door, sitting opposite " King of the Five Seas " Nast across a large hall.
Although the pirate king was over 1.9 meters tall and sat on the black semi-high platform, looking down at him, Klein was not at a disadvantage at all, and put his tall top hat back on with a backhand.
After a brief silence, Nast, who held the legitimate title of Earl of White Maple, spoke in a majestic voice:
Give me a reason to answer your question.
Klein leaned back leisurely, his thin body saying:
"The reason is that when you need to do business with me in the future, you won't have to hear similar requests."
Nast's Red Light flickered for a moment, then he said:
"I know most of the Saint still active in this world, but that doesn't include you."
Klein stroked the feather mask covering his face, smiled, and instead of answering, asked:
Have you ever met Zaratul?
"I have seen Him twice in the court of Emperor Roselle, and have also been in contact with many members of the Secret Order. King of the Five Seas," Nast replied in a straightforward but extremely authoritative tone.
Many members of the Secret Order... I'll introduce you all when I have time... Klein couldn't help but mutter to himself.
He then smiled and said:
I've also met Zaratul.
Nast raised his hand to stroke his short black beard, his already tall figure seeming to expand further, making the atmosphere in the captain's cabin heavy and dim.
After several seconds, he looked down at Klein and said:
My impression of Emperor Roselle is very simple:
"No one is more suitable to be the ' Black Emperor ' than Him."
He didn't explain the specific meaning or reference of " Black Emperor," regardless of whether the Demigod opposite him could understand.
I see... Judging from the words of the " King of the Five Seas," although the Emperor's diary shows that he only made up his mind to turn to the path of the " Black Emperor " in his later years and made corresponding preparations, in reality, he had a certain understanding and inclination long ago, which was unconsciously revealed, and he made a lot of arrangements in advance... Klein thought with a sudden realization.
He believed that Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," had roughly this understanding of Emperor Roselle, since they had only met twice. So he turned and asked:
"Did the Emperor, in his later years, ask you or your father to do anything secret?"
Nast's pointed crown swayed slightly, and he said in a low voice:
"Someone asked me the same question before."
Klein chuckled and boldly guessed:
Bernadette?
"Yes." Nast placed his hands on either side of the iron-black throne and said, "At that time, she was still very young and immature, yet she asked such a question. Given Emperor Roselle's status and level in his later years, what secrets could he have entrusted to me and my father that would have been more confidential than if He had planned and acted in secret himself?"
This is saying I'm just as immature as Bernadette was back then... Klein sighed and laughed:
"For those who care about this, they are unwilling to give up even the slightest hope."
This is why he still wanted to see the " King of the Five Seas " even after using Illusion to hide the passenger ship.
He wanted to find clues about the portal above the Door of Light Gray Fog in the real world. Besides finding a way to confirm who the third transmigrator was, he also had to investigate the matter of Emperor Roselle in depth. This was an inevitable choice!
The Red Light in King of the Five Seas 'Nast eyes contracted and then expanded again:
What is your relationship with Emperor Roselle?
Klein thought for a moment, then sighed:
"We're old friends, I guess."
After all, on that mysterious Door of Light, the cocoons corresponding to the two people, even if they weren't laid out side by side, were only separated by one obstacle, hanging together for hundreds or thousands of years.
This is the relationship on a practical level. On a psychological level, Klein, having read so many of the Emperor's diaries, had long since unconsciously come to regard the other party as a true fellow countryman, sharing the same emotional attachment and identity.
Nast gazed at the Demigod sitting in the doorway, thin as a book, for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and spoke in a low voice:
"Any other questions?"
Klein was prepared and asked in a calm and unhurried manner:
"In your opinion, what was unusual about Emperor Roselle in his later years?"
Nast, whose forehead was slightly wrinkled, remained silent for a long time before saying:
I don't know much about Him and can't find anything unusual.
"The only thing that I find strange is that every time my father and I met Him, He would stand in front of the French windows on the west side, gazing into the distance. This happened sometimes in the morning, sometimes at noon, and sometimes in the evening, and that room didn't only have that row of French windows."
"West... far away... the Sonia Sea?" Klein asked, as if talking to himself or seeking confirmation.
He remembered the mysterious, primitive island the Emperor had mentioned in his diary, and the Abyss hidden somewhere in the Sonia Sea.
Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," nodded slightly.
"That's just my guess."
Huff... Klein let out a silent breath, considered for a moment, then stood up and said:
"I have finished asking my questions. Please forgive my intrusion."
"Count, in which area of business can I offer my assistance?"
He is fulfilling his promise.
Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," paused for two seconds before saying:
"Find me the ' Card of Blasphemy ' that corresponds to the ' Black Emperor '."
For a fleeting moment, Klein suspected that the Pirate King opposite him was testing him, but then he quickly realized it was hard to connect a Demigod of unknown origin with the holder of the " Black Emperor " card, so he smiled and said:
I will do my best.
"However, the question I just asked isn't worth a ' Card of Blasphemy.' If I could obtain it, I would trade with you item by item using its contents. Of course, I might only be able to provide a clue to the card."
Nast stroked the armrest of the iron-black throne and replied emotionlessly:
"That's all."
Klein removed his hat again, bowed, then opened the Door Opening and left, returning to the deck.
Under the watchful eyes of " Viscount of Terror " Bird Mustang and others, he raised his arms.
His body rapidly contracted, and the feather mask on his face unfolded. In just two or three seconds, he transformed into a normal red-headed Sea Eagle.
The red-headed Sea Eagle immediately flapped its wings and flew diagonally into the gloomy wind and rain, disappearing from the sight of the pirates aboard the " Black Emperor ".
"This is Demigod... "Bird Mustang gazed up at the sky, letting out a sigh.
Although reaching Sequence 5 and taking the next step will exacerbate the tendency towards madness and loss of control, greatly increasing the likelihood of failure for those Beyonder, the title of Demigod remains alluring. This is because once that step is successfully taken, one can gain divinity, altering the very nature of life. Both lifespan and abilities will completely transcend the human realm, placing one in a superior position.
On the Steam- and sail-powered passenger ship, Klein relinquished Manipulation of the red-headed Sea Eagle, letting it plunge into the sea unseen by anyone, becoming food for fish.
At this moment, the passengers on the ferry were on high alert, because the " Black Emperor " was about to approach.
Actually, this was something that should have happened a few minutes earlier, but for some reason, the " Black Emperor " ignored the passenger ship and went straight ahead, while the passenger ship did not take the opportunity to shake it off, but instead circled the " Black Emperor " at a distance of several hundred meters.
This strange situation lasted for a while before finally ending, with the two boats only a few dozen meters apart.
The " Black Emperor " passed the passenger ship from the side and sailed into the night, where wind and rain intertwined, never to return.
The passengers and crew stared blankly for several minutes before realizing a fact:
The Black Emperor is gone! It didn't attempt to loot!
Some passengers cheered, some wept, some collapsed helplessly, and only a few remained lucid, filled with doubt about what had just happened, yet unable to arrive at a conclusion that fit all the circumstances, and could only console themselves with the thought:
"The ' Black Emperor ' should have already completed one robbery. And since it's a passenger ship, not a cargo ship, the other party didn't bother with it!"
As a sense of relief filled the entire ship, Klein, who resembled Dawn Dantès, turned his gaze to the north.
Compared to Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," who had only met Roselle a few times, another person was more familiar with this emperor:
Bernadette, the " Mystery Queen "!
This lady, who shares the same pirate rank as Nast, has recently been frequently seen in Backlund!
"Once we return to Backlund, I'll have ' Admiral of Stars ' contact ' Mystery Queen ' and try to meet her again as soon as possible..." Klein withdrew his gaze, drew the curtains, and lay back down on his bed.
Onboard the " Future " in the waters off the Rorsted Archipelago.
" Admiral of Stars " Cattleya finally received a reply from " Mystery Queen " Bernadette.
She had no idea when the unseen messenger had arrived, but that didn't stop her from feeling a surge of joy.
After opening the envelope and unfolding the letter, Cattleya eagerly read the first line at the top:
"Those are indeed descendants of the Charles..."
That " Artisan " is truly a direct descendant of Emperor Roselle... We can no longer allow him to mingle with the followers of the " The Moon Primordial," we must bring him aboard the " Future "... Cattleya nodded almost imperceptibly as she pondered.
After making her decision, she remembered the troublesome personality and character of the " Artisan " Sharif and felt that she had an obligation and responsibility to discipline him.
After a moment's thought, she walked to the window of the captain's cabin and looked outside.
After searching for a while, her gaze fell on Frank Lee was leaning against the side of the ship, chewing on mushrooms.
" Frank," Cattleya called out in her usual tone.
Frank, with his sleeves rolled up, immediately snapped out of his reverie:
"Captain, is there anything I can help you with?"
Cattleya solemnly stated:
"You'll be given a lab assistant later."
Frank paused for a moment, then broke into a genuine smile:
"OK!"