Inside the resistance base in the jungles of Blue Mountain Island.
Karat, sitting in a wheelchair, raised his bald head and looked at the sunlight spilling into the cave entrance. Joy was undisguised in his eyes.
He could clearly feel that since the God descended upon the earth and issued the Ten Commandments, He had drastically changed from the past ways of blood and chaos, occasionally bestowing upon His followers guidance full of the light of wisdom, actively intervening in the situation on the vast sea with a perception that saw through all things, attempting to help the Resistance and all the people of Rorstedt walk a thorny path that, though difficult, displayed the twilight at its end.
Perhaps this is the true meaning of descending upon the earth... Karat recalled the divine oracle he had just received, guessing that the red-haired woman named Elaine was the key to moving “Vice Admiral Ailment” Tracy, the key to the balance of power on the vast sea, and the key to the balance between nations. Only when the world situation became chaotic would the people of Rorstedt gain an opportunity!
Karat took a breath, quickly arranged a ritual, prayed to the “Sea God,” and sketched out a portrait of Elaine.
Having done all this, he instinctively turned his head to the other side, his expression quite complex.
In that direction lived the High Priest of the Church of the Sea God, and the religious figures who were originally part of the upper echelons of the Resistance.
Although they dared not defy the divine oracle and had indeed made great changes, in many details they remained immersed in the past, stubborn, conservative, backward, savage, refusing to embrace a more civilized church... If they continued like this, they would eventually be abandoned by God... Karat found it hard to hide the smile in his heart, yet a strong sense of sorrow inexplicably welled up.
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Having finished reviewing the prayers of his believers and selectively giving responses, Klein returned to the real world. He planned to take the initiative and go out to search for people himself, and while at it, see if there were any opportunities for real acting.
As his right hand grasped the doorknob, an absurd yet feasible idea suddenly flashed through his mind:
“My real goal is not to find the red-haired Elaine, but to get in touch with ‘Vice Admiral Ailment’ Tracy through her, to find out the fate of the wealthy merchant Jimmy Neck, and the whereabouts of those ancient documents concerning the Death.
“In other words, I only need the red-haired Elaine who can lure ‘Vice Admiral Ailment’ Tracy out. Whether she is the real one or not doesn’t matter.
“I can just turn myself into the red-haired Elaine, have Danitz send me to ‘Mountaineer’ Ozur’s place, collect the bounty along the way, and I can easily wait and see ‘Vice Admiral Ailment’ Tracy.
“This is such a wild move...”
Klein violently shook his head and found a reason to reject this idea:
“Although I am a Faceless, I still can’t accept cross-dressing now!
“…Could it be that overcoming this psychological barrier is also part of the acting guidelines?
“Besides, I don’t know the red-haired Elaine. I wouldn’t be able to disguise myself well even if I tried. I only have a skin, it’s hard to fool people who know her. Then I won’t be able to see ‘Vice Admiral Ailment’ Tracy.
“Hmm, it might not be Tracy who is looking for the red-haired Elaine. It could also be an enemy of this pirate admiral.
“I don’t know the details of ‘Vice Admiral Ailment’. Acting rashly like this makes it impossible to assess the danger.
“It’s better to play it safe, follow the will of my heart, find the red-haired Elaine first, grasp the detailed situation from her, and then consider what to do next.”
At that moment, Klein suddenly detected something off in the living room. Danitz’s snoring had significantly softened, and for an extended period.
“Vice Admiral Iceberg” is here? Klein twisted the doorknob and opened the bedroom door.
In this nearly silent motion, Danitz abruptly rolled over and sat up, opening his eyes.
Striving to hide the smile leaking out from the corners of his mouth, he took the initiative to speak:
“The captain came by just now.
“She said that Admiral Blood’s fleet has appeared off Longtail Island and is continuing south, seemingly about to enter the Berserk Sea.
“The source of this news is reliable!”
Longtail Island? The southernmost island of the Rorstedt sea region? It seems Admiral Blood had indeed intended to come to Bayam earlier but was scared off by the confrontation between Kavitua and “Sea King” Yann Koertman, bypassing this place and heading straight for the Berserk Sea… Hmm, the fact that his intelligence chief, Old Quinn, didn’t send a wireless telegraph is also probably one of the reasons… Klein sighed, could only say that plans couldn’t keep up with change.
— He had originally planned to use the hunt for Admiral Blood as the battle that would make the Mad Adventurer and bounty hunter Gehrman Sparrow famous.
Killing an “Iron” McWey always lacked a certain shock value… Klein didn’t speak, calmly looking at Danitz.
Danitz felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, smiled sheepishly, and said:
“‘Admiral Blood’ has skipped off. Your cooperation with the captain should end here, right?
“I can go back to the ‘Golden Dream’, right?
“We can communicate through your messenger later!”
Klein fell silent for a moment, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and scribbled down the method to summon his messenger.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he sent the paper flying like a thin metal sheet.
Danitz, Sequence 9 “Hunter,” easily reached out and caught the sticky note.
He looked it over twice, and suddenly a crimson flame burst from his palm, completely burning the paper to ashes:
“Haha, even if I forget, the captain has a way to make me remember.”
He paused, squeezed out a smile, and asked again:
“Can I go back to the ‘Golden Dream’ now?”
Klein nodded slightly:
“You can.”
“You can” ... “You can”! Danitz held back the urge to punch the air in celebration, so as not to provoke Gehrman Sparrow, this madman.
He cautiously smiled:
“I’ll go pay the rent for this period first, and buy a boat ticket on the way. You know, Bayam hasn’t been calm lately. The captain doesn’t want the ‘Golden Dream’ to dock at the private port here.”
At least he knows how to behave, knowing to settle the rent… Klein said nothing, maintaining a cold and stern posture, put on his coat, picked up his hat, and walked out of the luxurious suite.