"You don't need to tell me, I was almost certain…" Klein muttered flatly to himself upon hearing
From the very first time he met Reinette Tinekker in the Spirit World and saw her massive true body and Gothic castle, Klein knew she was far from ordinary. The display just now, where Miss Messenger easily almost killed the Strongest Hunter, made him believe without a doubt that she was a demigod, at least Sequence 4!
"A demigod delivering letters for me for just one gold coin each time? Using my toes, I can tell things aren't that simple. Miss Messenger must have some other motive. Of course, I can't rule out the possibility that I always run into strange things, which she finds interesting, and she just happens to be free, so she decided to play messenger on the side…
"Similar situations also include the flattery of the 'Magic Mirror'
…This guy is really mysterious! He actually has a demigod-level Spirit World creature as his messenger! And he casually knows a demigod who specializes in changing luck… No wonder he was so calm and collected after provoking the "Undying King"… No wonder the "Undying King" didn't seek revenge and didn't even show up! A sudden realization dawned on Anderson, and he couldn't help but scrutinize Gehrman Sparrow a few more times.
"Hm?" Klein swept his gaze emotionlessly over the Strongest Hunter.
Anderson quickly averted his eyes and gave a dry chuckle. "I've found that you make a great subject for a character portrait. The kind with a dark and gloomy background. It really sets off your temperament.
"What do you think? Want to consider it? I can paint a portrait of you. Trust me, I'm a master at this!"
Klein didn't listen to his nonsense at all. He took out his gold pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at it. "Go back to your room. I'll come find you in five minutes."
"Okay," Anderson replied with a beaming smile.
Once the Strongest Hunter had left, Klein took out Azik's copper whistle and Will Auceptin's paper crane, turned, and entered the washroom to set up the ritual.
After bringing Vice Admiral Iceberg
Holding the paper and earring, Klein leaned back in his chair. While silently reciting the divination statement, he entered a dreamlike state through meditation.
First, a gray expanse of sky and earth occupied his "field of vision," then a snow-covered plain came into view.
A howling blizzard shrouded everything. The surroundings were hazy and deep, unlike the boundary of reality.
Klein quickly saw Edwina's figure. Her brown hair was simply tied in a knot at the back of her head, dancing wildly in the wind and snow.
She wore a white fitted shirt with intricate patterns on the cuffs and collar and a pair of dark trousers. In such an environment, she gave a direct impression of being thinly clad.
Edwina's booted feet continuously moved across the snow, leaving a trail of obvious footprints, but the raging blizzard easily buried everything.
The scene gradually shattered. Klein opened his eyes and found that he couldn't decipher the specific location of "Vice Admiral Iceberg" from the divination revelation just now.
"The polar regions? The Eternal Night Plains of Feysac? I can't determine it at all. Apart from the wind and snow, there is no other symbolism…" Klein sat up straight and put down the pearl earring and the paper with the divination statement.
After thinking for a few seconds, he confirmed another matter, which was that Edwina Edwards was indeed missing and not on the "Golden Dream." This tentatively ruled out the possibility of a trap.
Klein prudently performed a divination on this matter and obtained the conclusion that there was no trap on the "Golden Dream."
After pondering for a while, he left the mysterious space above the Grey Fog and, after some bustling, brought the pearl earring back.
Recalling the sea map around
After folding the letter, he blew his harmonica and once again saw Miss Messenger carrying four heads.
While handing the reply letter over, Klein coughed lightly and asked, "Can you still determine Danitz's position?"
One of the heads in Reinette Tinekker's hand nodded, and the others spoke in turn, "Yes…" "As long as…" "Doesn't exceed the range…"
Seeing that Miss Messenger was still floating there with no sign of leaving, Klein glanced aside and said, "Danitz will pay that gold coin."
"Alright…" Reinette Tinekker's figure rapidly faded away.
Huff, Klein let out a breath. After meticulous preparation, he cleaned up the scene, picked up his packed luggage, walked out of the room, and knocked on Anderson Hood's door.
"First to another place, then to Bayam," he calmly told the Strongest Hunter of his decision. "You can choose to wait for me in Bayam or follow me."
Anderson chuckled. "I feel my adventurer's blood burning. I'm very curious about that messenger's business.
"Originally, I thought I wouldn't get a chance to find out, but who knew you would invite me!"
I didn't. I just gave you two options… Klein turned coldly and walked towards the stairwell. Anderson hastily picked up his newly bought suitcase and quickly followed behind.
Leaving the hotel, Klein took a carriage out of the port city, then walked to a deserted cliff edge on Mount Sant Draco.
Watching the layers of waves incessantly crashing against the cliff wall below, Anderson looked around in slight bewilderment: