"As long as we confirm her whereabouts, we can get 1000 pounds! I've never taken a commission like this before!" On the street outside the Bay Leaf Bar, Danitz rubbed his hands together excitedly and punched the man-high, black cast-iron gas lamp post, as if he couldn't wait to search the entire city to find the red-haired woman named Elain.
For him, 1000 pounds was no small sum. It was enough for him to buy another property in Bayam, just not in the most prosperous and expensive neighborhoods.
The Elven flying carpet he had obtained earlier was appraised at two to three thousand pounds, but that was the spoils from fighting dangerous fellows like "Iron" Mavyig and "Bloody Thorn" Huntley — completely incomparable to an easy, simple search mission.
Klein, who was walking slightly ahead, holding the newspaper-wrapped charm materials that had cost him a full 15 pounds, slowed his pace slightly. He glanced at Danitz and said without much expression: "5500 pounds."
Danitz's excitement instantly froze on his face.
It was then that he remembered a crucial problem. In the eyes of other pirates and adventurers, he himself was just as "tempting" as the red-haired Elain.
They didn't need to fight him. Once they recognized his identity, they could simply report him to the military, the Church, or the police, and they might receive a bounty of over 1000 pounds. After all, he was already a mighty pirate with a bounty of 5500 pounds.
Him going off to find the red-haired Elain was equivalent to a graceful, beautiful lady going to the "Red Theater" for entertainment.
Da...mn... Danitz strained out the word, his face ferocious, dragging out the middle sound for an unusually long time.
At the same time, he automatically raised his hand to lower the brim of his flat cap, pulling it down even further over his face.
Having thrown a bucket of cold water on Danitz, Klein resumed his normal walking pace and considered the problem of finding the red-haired Elain.
A lack of medium and necessary information made it difficult for him to use divination, so he had to consider other methods.
"Mobilize my subordinates? Conduct a city-wide search? That's something the Church, military, and police can do... Wait, it seems like I can too.
"I am now 'Sea God'
"If I were the real 'Sea God,' I wouldn't care about this. But I am playing Kalvetua; I must try to preserve the dignity of a godly existence.
"When Kalvetua was on the verge of collapse and desperately needed to find Latitia and her men, he didn't broadcast an oracle. He only gave orders to some high and mid-level followers... I can change his decrees. It counts as part of reshaping the image, but I can't make it look too lowly... Hmm, this should also be a requirement of the method for acting.
"Simply giving oracles to Karat,
"There is another method. Throwing the radio telegraph onto the
Having quickly arrived at a plan, Klein boarded a hired carriage waiting at the street corner. Danitz, holding his flat cap, followed closely behind.
Back at the Azure Wind Hotel, Klein took off his hat and coat, saying to Danitz: "If your captain sends you a dream, ask her about the red-haired Elain."
"She probably doesn't know, or else I would be familiar with this red-haired Elain," Danitz chuckled. "I wonder who's looking for her, actually willing to spend 1000 pounds."
His thoughts began to wander, dreaming up a romantic story worthy of an Emperor Roselle novel.
Klein glanced at him and mentioned casually: "I'm listening in tonight."
"You're listening in?" Danitz snapped back to reality, suspecting he had misheard.
"Yes." Klein nodded.
Gehrman Sparrow thinks I'm too tired? This guy is a bit crazy, but he's a good person at heart. Back in Port Bansi, for reasons that hardly counted as reasons, he decided to risk it and save people... Danitz sighed inwardly.
Carrying the radio telegraph and related items, Klein entered the bedroom, locked the door behind him, and used the sacrificial ritual to send them to the Gray Fog.
After doing this, he wasn't in a rush to leave the majestic palace. He beckoned, letting the "
During this process, he occasionally responded, like a child who was still immensely curious about a new toy.
Just as Klein's browsing was nearing its end, a halo of light that rippled continuously appeared beside the seat of "The Fool."
....
Port Enmat, a room with tightly drawn curtains.
Adisen, draped in a black classical robe, suppressed the urge within him and said to the young, sweet girl Danis in front of him: "The deity's gift is within us, but to obtain it, one must have a guide."
"Your soul is pure, beloved by the deity. I will personally guide you. During this process, no matter what happens, you must trust me and obey me."
"Before this, do you have any questions?"