As a "Hunter" with a "Shadow Cloak", Danitz had always been good at hiding and monitoring. He had even helped Gehrman Sparrow ambush "Steel" Mayviti back then. Now, he wasn't leaving any trace at all, but he was feeling a bit bored, eagerly hoping Anderson would come to relieve him soon.
When would this kind of life end? Let the "Disease Admiral" appear soon. No, no, not now, wait until Anderson comes... Danitz examined himself and wisely ended his "prayer".
He worried that Vice Admiral Disease Tracy, a pirate admiral of that level, would find him hiding in the shadows, and he lacked the courage and confidence for that.
Of course, if he wore that gauntlet, all of this would be no problem. — As long as he made decisions quickly enough, timidity and fear wouldn't catch up to him!
"Are you worried?" Suddenly, a voice sounded near Danitz's ear.
Danitz was startled, quickly leaped out from the shadows, and an orange-red flame formed in his hand.
At the same time, he turned his gaze towards the source of the sound and saw Anderson hiding in a bush, branches with leaves stuck in his head, almost blending into the environment.
"...Shit!" Danitz didn't know if he was cursing Anderson or himself, but after venting, he said, "When did you get here?"
"Two minutes ago," Anderson replied with a smile. "Not a bad hiding spot. I couldn't find you immediately, so I had to ask a question at random based on your hiding habits."
Danitz didn't know whether to be proud or angry, and he asked back with complex feelings:
"If I had stayed calm, you wouldn't have found me?"
"In theory, yes," Anderson chuckled, not caring at all. "But as a seasoned 'Hunter', I don't rely on just one method."
Danitz was about to ask what other methods there were, but suddenly saw Baz in the room blow out the candle and get ready to sleep.
After a few seconds, in the utter darkness, the figure of Baz the information broker appeared at the window, jumped lightly, and landed in a dark place outside the house.
That was exactly where Danitz was hiding. Having merged back into the shadows, he nearly got stepped on by the target.
Then Baz moved along the shadows towards the seaside.
"...Shit!" Danitz finally emerged, giving the middle finger to the target's back.
Anderson also left the bush, pulling twigs out of his head, and said with a smile:
"Looks like we'll get something tonight."
Danitz glanced at the strongest hunter of the Misty Sea and nodded vigorously:
"Hopefully it's the Vice Admiral Disease."
He immediately led Anderson, using the common shadows of the night, to tail the information broker, maintaining a very appropriate distance.
"Not stupid..." Anderson observed for a while and chuckled.
Danitz "tsk"ed in his mind but didn't respond.
Without the gauntlet, he knew very well that this was not a time for mutual taunts and provocations!
A quarter of an hour later, Baz reached the sea, stood on the sand, and stared at the deep blue ocean illuminated by the crimson moonlight.
He didn't wait long. From the distant darkness of the sea, a huge outline emerged, gradually shaping into a ship painted entirely black, flying a white flag.
On that flag, two bluish flames "burned" inside a pitch-black skull.
"Black Death"!
The flagship "Black Death" of Vice Admiral Disease Tracy!
Danitz instantly became excited. Were he not already in shadow form, his pupils would certainly have dilated to let in more light and see every detail of that vessel.
He unconsciously moved forward a bit more to make sure that Vice Admiral Disease Tracy was actually on the ship.
The huge sailing ship drew closer, and the two in the shadows gradually could see sailors busy on the deck.
Is there a dock here? Or will they give Baz a small boat to row over? Just as these thoughts flashed through Danitz's mind, he heard Anderson's lowered voice:
"Get out of here."
What? Danitz's greatest strength was that he was good at following orders from authority figures, whether it was Edwina Edwards or Gehrman Sparrow. He might grumble, but when it came to action, he never faltered. Now, despite his confusion and wanting to retort and stick to his plan, he first used the shadows to quietly and silently move away from the seaside.
Only when the "Black Death" was no longer in sight and only the waves were faintly audible did Danitz shed the shadows, appeared in the forest, and urgently asked:
"Aren't you going to confirm if the Vice Admiral Disease is there?"
Anderson sized up Danitz and chuckled:
"Never underestimate a Beyonder who has a great reputation on the sea and has survived this long. Every pirate admiral is a target that must be treated with caution, and never be careless."
Danitz instinctively replied: