As the violent and tyrannical aura swept overhead, Anderson abruptly stopped chewing. Only after the presence had moved away did he swallow the remaining rabbit meat in one gulp and look up at Gehrman Sparrow:
"Is this the giant dragon you talked about?"
Klein nodded slightly, confirming Anderson's guess.
A slow, wry smile spread across Anderson's lips:
"I thought you meant an adult dragon, or even just a young one... the one just now...
"I guess I won't be a dragon hunter. I'll just be dragon dung."
The mad and savage feeling of the "King of the North" was indeed a bit terrifying, far stronger than the patchwork monster that caused wild hair growth when they encountered it on the *Future*... It might be Sequence 4, a demigod... Klein calmly judged in his heart, showing no panic or fear.
He remembered very clearly that *Groselle's Travels* explicitly stated that the Pirate Lady encountered the "King of the North's" attack, exhausted all her strength, managed to escape, and encountered the protagonist's party led by the giant Groselle.
And Edwina Edwards was clearly not a demigod. She was Sequence 5 of the Reader pathway. Moreover, having been suddenly swallowed into the book, some mystical items or sealed artifacts that were inconvenient for long-term carrying were left in the captain's cabin. She only had one or two items available to her.
In such a situation, she could initially contend with the "King of the North" and survive. Klein, who had just been promoted and adjusted his gloves, felt he could handle it too. Moreover, he could connect to the Gray Fog and respond using the "Scepter of the Sea God"!
This was precisely why Klein dared to enter directly after confirming that Danitz's prayer was normal.
Hmm, the "King of the North" doesn't seem like a regular demigod. According to the "Iceberg Admiral," it's a chaotic monster that has gathered many ice-type Beyonder characteristics. In specific domains, it can rival a demigod, but it must have flaws in other aspects... Me, Edwina, Anderson, plus the Beyonders in the protagonist's party, it's not something we can't handle! In a real pinch, I can even use the "Scepter of the Sea God." I really don't think this book can guard against an item from above the Gray Fog. If it could, it would have shown signs long ago... Standing by the bonfire, Klein looked down at Anderson and cracked a smile:
"Scared?"
Anderson froze for a second, then broke into a bright grin:
"Nope. You seem pretty confident."
After speaking, he looked at Danitz, who was still trembling slightly and trying hard to calm himself, and clicked his tongue:
"Do you know what's most important for a man?"
Danitz had just taken a deep breath. He hesitated, then uncertainly put his index and middle fingers together and pointed downwards.
Anderson blinked and burst out laughing:
"...Bastard. You're a really vulgar pirate!
"Haha, what was I trying to say just now? Ah, I can't remember!
"Right, I was going to say courage. The most important thing for a man is courage. Look at you, the dragon hasn't even launched an attack, and you're already so scared you want to curl up and beg for mercy!"
Danitz's face instantly flushed red. He glared at Anderson.
*You didn't perform like this in Toscat...* Klein couldn't help but silently complain.
Danitz was about to retort that he was simply affected by the aura of a high-level existence when he suddenly remembered a certain sentence from earlier. His expression immediately returned to normal, and he replied lightly:
"I can't compare to dragon dung."
Anderson's smile froze on his face. He coughed dryly, and as if nothing had happened, tore off another rabbit leg and handed it to Gehrman Sparrow:
"Won't you have a taste?"
Klein was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head:
"This is a strange world. Before we confirm there's no problem, it's best not to eat any of the food here.
"Maybe just a piece of rabbit meat will make you stay here forever."
Anderson brought the roasted rabbit leg to his mouth and nose, then slowly put it down again. His face gradually fell:
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Klein replied calmly:
"I just thought of this problem."
Anderson's face twisted for a few seconds, then he lowered his head and quickly gnawed on the roasted rabbit leg again.
"You're not afraid it might actually be a problem?" Danitz was stunned by the strongest hunter's behavior.
Anderson smiled helplessly:
"I already ate one earlier. Whatever should have been digested is already digested... Since I can't change it, I might as well enjoy it."
Klein and Danitz found themselves unable to find words to respond.
Anderson finished gnawing on that rabbit leg, then asked thoughtfully:
"Are you two really not eating?
"We don't know how long this will take. If we get too hungry, what can we use to fight monsters like that giant dragon?"
Klein didn't answer directly. He took out his gold pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at it:
"Outside time, 6:10 p.m.
"If your condition is fine in four to six hours, then we can eat a little."
Anderson opened his mouth but couldn't find any words to say.
Klein ignored him and turned to Danitz:
"Rest for a quarter of an hour, then go find your captain."
As he spoke, he took out the pearl earrings that belonged to the "Iceberg Admiral," Edwina Edwards.
"Alright." Danitz suddenly felt his blood boiling, completely forgetting the cold outside.
After seven or eight seconds, he shrunk back towards the fire.
.............
Outside time, 7 p.m. Klein pressed his hat down, held his cane, and together with Danitz and Anderson, followed the guidance of the divination until they arrived before a mountain peak.