Something to ask the captain?
Danitz frowned, watching Gehrman Sparrow leave the room, unsure of what the other party really wanted.
"What is this guy after? Money, wealth? He had the time and opportunity to take the heads of "Steel" Maiviti and "Bloody Thorn" Huntley and exchange them for a bounty of nearly ten thousand pounds. Well, after the cut, that still leaves seven or eight thousand pounds. Yet he didn't do it, and he even generously shared the spoils with me. This is very contradictory. When he heard I was "The Flame", his first reaction pointed to the three thousand pound bounty... According to the captain, this defies logic...
"Why would he deliberately give up the bounty? Unless... unless he has a better, safer way to claim it, or he's saving it for someone specific? Hmm... he was prepared for the "Adjudicators" in advance... He has his own network of connections and intelligence channels! This explains everything!
"Plus the possible demigod who killed Zilingus... Sigh, Gehrman Sparrow has a secret and powerful organization behind him!"
Danitz was shocked by his own speculation, instinctively wanting to use body language to express this feeling, only to forget that his left arm was still fractured. He winced in pain.
This made him even more uneasy, not wanting the captain to meet such a dangerous and crazy guy.
He even suspected that Gehrman Sparrow's real goal was the captain's 26,000 pound bounty!
In a one-on-one fight, that madman might not necessarily beat the captain, and we have the first mate, second mate, third mate, and several boatswains. But behind him is a terrifyingly powerful organization! If you want to hurt the captain, you'll have to step over my dead body! Danitz puffed out his chest and held his head high, filled with a tragic sense of self-sacrifice.
He raised his hand to smooth his hair, let out a long "hmm", and muttered to himself: "I'll observe a little longer. Maybe Gehrman Sparrow really just wants to ask a few things."
He subconsciously looked around and found that the "Flying Carpet" and "Shadow Cloak" were still there, not missing.
"In other words, Gehrman Sparrow left what belongs to me behind. Isn't he afraid I'll take the chance to escape? Or did he secretly take a strand of my hair for divination?
"No, no. He's a crazy guy. Even if he wanted a strand of hair, he'd just walk straight over and pull one out. There's no way he would do something sneaky... Right, he has a powerful and secret organization behind him! Maybe, at this very moment, someone from that organization is secretly watching me, waiting for me to leave, waiting for me to go to the captain... Insidious!
"Gehrman Sparrow definitely left the room on purpose!" Danitz felt that through his experience and wisdom, he had grasped the truth of the matter.
He paced back and forth a few times, then sat back down in the armchair, silently sneering: "I'm not leaving!
"I want to see what you're really up to!
"I won't bring danger to the captain!"
....
At a quarter past three in the afternoon, Simiom Island.
This place also belongs to the Rorstead Islands, but it is the farthest from the "Generous City" Bayam, taking nearly five hours by passenger ship to reach.
On the way, Klein bought a set of locally styled clothes and a small suitcase for the clothes he had changed out of. It cost a total of 14 Soule, less than 1 pound.
So cheap, just a fraction of the price of formal wear... Klein, wearing wide-legged pants, a coffee-colored thick jacket, and a light brown flat cap on a completely unremarkable local face, stepped off the passenger ship and entered the somewhat worn-out port of Simiom Island. By spending time buying clothes and changing his appearance, he had missed the 9 o'clock ferry and had to take the 10 o'clock one.
Thinking about the expenses for this act, he couldn't help but calculate his current financial situation again: "'Faceless' characteristic sold for 3,825 pounds, pirate bounty 3,000 pounds. Although this 6,825 pounds hasn't been received yet, as long as Mr. 'Hanged Man' is not exposed, it can basically be budgeted for...
"The gratitude money from Donna and the others, plus the remaining money I had, adds up to a measly 255 pounds...
"26 pounds, 11 Soule, and 8 pence were found on 'Steel' Maiviti...
"Mm, there are also 5 "ballast" gold coins...
"I haven't had much cash income lately, just over 1 pound in total... This is a truly joyful thing...
"Calculated this way, I will have 7,110 pounds, plus the 'Nightmare's' extraordinary characteristic and the deep-sea messenger's swim bladder, both of which are of considerable value.
"Thinking about it, I earned 3,000 pounds in bounty plus the 'Living Corpse's' extraordinary characteristic from this job. The latter is worth 3,000 to 5,000 pounds, which means an income of seven or eight thousand pounds... And this is just from 'Steel' Maiviti plus 'Bloody Thorn' Huntley and Skour, and I wasted quite a bit... Hunting pirates is a really good job. You can uphold justice, punish evil, protect the weak, and get rich overnight at the same time..."
Klein subconsciously turned his head to look to the side, only to see that the sea water here was much clearer than in Bayam. The whole thing was like a huge, sparkling emerald gem, reflecting a golden luster in the sunlight.
Indeed, it wasn't for nothing that generation after generation of adventurers went out to sea in search of wealth. Even after deducting the residual spirituality of the ancient wraith, the eyes of the six-winged gargoyle, the water from the Sounia Golden Spring, and other auxiliary materials needed for 'Secret Puppeteer', the remaining money could still buy a decent estate here, in Dicey Bay, in the colonies of the South Continent, in non-metropolitan areas... The countryside of Loen is said to be very beautiful. If I really can't go back in the end, I can consider settling in a place like that... Mm, I also have 10% of the shares in the Backlund Bicycle Company, so the returns won't be low in the future... Emboldened, Klein straightened his back and considered his future.
After a long stretch of boundless fantasies, Klein began to consider a more realistic issue: whether to sell the 'Nightmare's' extraordinary characteristic, find an opportunity to return it to the Church of the Evernight, or have a craftsman turn it into a mystical item.
It depends on the situation. The most ideal plan is to sell it to the Church... The 'Martyr' Klein, who had made off with two potions from the Nighthawks, thought uncertainly.
At the same time, he hoped that Little 'Sun' would quickly advance to Sequence 7 and become eligible to know how to remove the mental pollution from extraordinary characteristics.
As for releasing the 'Light Priest' inside the glove, he was in no hurry. Little 'Sun' had just obtained the Sequence 7 potion formula and had no immediate demand for the subsequent levels. It would be a long time. And the power of the 'Light Priest' was very effective against the pirate crew of the 'Blood Captain', much stronger than the 'Sun Brooch'.
His thoughts gradually settled as Klein entered the port town.
The people here were mostly locals, with bronze skin, naturally wavy black hair, and the lingering scent of someone who constantly dealt with spices.
After changing his appearance and asking about Rinee's situation and whether there was any news of Winter's death, Klein found a secluded corner, wiped his face with his hand, and transformed himself into Winter, who had sharp features and a tall, thin figure.
He picked up his suitcase, circled around to the outskirts of the town, and saw the Rinee family's brewery.