Question? This strange radio receiver is a bit interesting... Danitz cleared his throat and said: "You can ask, but I might not answer."
Hey, do you think I'm the kind of adventurer or archaeologist who gets killed by curiosity? Danitz thought with both wariness and smugness.
The radio receiver was silent for several seconds before it started clicking again, spitting out illusory pieces of paper with reddish words: "Are you secretly in love with your captain?"
...No! Don't talk nonsense! Who told you that? Danitz's face flushed bright red.
The secret he had buried deep in his heart for years was suddenly exposed, leaving him at a loss, embarrassed and ashamed, instinctively wanting to deny it.
But at the same time, he was shocked and puzzled about how an outsider could have learned this; he had never told anyone and had hidden this secret well!
Danitz opened his mouth, forced a smile, and said: "It's a boring question. I refuse to answer!"
The radio receiver clicked and spat out more paper: "Then let's change the question."
"If it's not true love, who could endure such boring and dull lessons for long? Is this statement correct or not?"
"Incorrect! Because I'm not strong enough to beat him!" Danitz blurted out, his face twisting.
The clicking of the radio receiver grew lighter, and the words on the illusory paper increased: "Liar."
"Let's change the question again."
"The female image you like—beautiful, strong, mysterious, intellectual, the kind that can step on you? Right?"
...Danitz's lips trembled, feeling as if a flame erupted inside him and illusory black smoke rose from his head.
At that moment, his composure shattered; it was like being stripped naked and thrown onto a bustling street.
Instinctively, he looked around in panic, both seeking and avoiding any eyes that might be on him.
Then he saw that the bedroom door had somehow opened, and Gelman Sparrow, in a white shirt not tucked into his belt and loose black pants, stood there quietly, having been watching who knows how long.
"You... when did you come out?" Danitz asked woodenly, his speech stammering.
Tell me you just opened the door! he prayed inwardly.
Klein walked over to the now eerie radio receiver and calmly replied: "From the very beginning."
As a Seer, how could I not notice the strange commotion outside? Even in my sleep, I have spiritual intuition... Klein sneered inwardly.
Danitz's face turned pale. He spun around and rushed toward the radio receiver, which seemed possessed by an evil spirit, trying to tear up the illusory paper with the three questions.
But his hand passed through the words, catching nothing.
He condensed a crimson fireball in his palm again, intent on destroying the damned radio.
Just then, he was hit by Gelman Sparrow's cold gaze, tinged with madness.
...Right, it's his belonging... Danitz froze there, watching Gelman Sparrow step past him and stop in front of the abnormal radio.
"
"This radio receiver was placed above the Gray Fog for several days. Although it didn't mutate, it absorbed the aura, and due to its own functionality, it can briefly receive information from the Spirit World. So it was discovered by Arrodes, that seemingly all-knowing magic mirror?"
"Wait, what's the issue with the questions... I am Gelman Sparrow, I am a cold and crazy adventurer, I am a professional... I can't laugh out loud..." Klein suppressed his lips and took a quiet deep breath.
Danitz sneaked a peek at his profile, like a prisoner waiting for the rope to be pulled on the gallows.
Seeing no change in Gelman Sparrow's expression, he relaxed a bit, grateful that the observer was a madman, not a normal human, who would have no interest in such matters.
If it were any other pirate, I'd have no face to return to the Golden Dream, no, to go adventuring at sea! With hatred and fear, he turned his gaze to the radio receiver, to the devil calling itself Arrodes.
He heard the clicking again and saw the radio receiver spit out new paper with two lines of elegant and refined Rune script.