When he heard the illusory, layered sound of prayer, due to the time difference, Klein was attending a dinner party at Portland Montmirail's home.
Such a banquet started at seven-thirty and could continue until nine-thirty, even ten o'clock, because the appetizers, soup, side dishes, main courses, staples, vegetables, fruits, and desserts added up to fifteen or twenty courses. The footmen would serve them one by one in order, clearing and replacing them in unison, never allowing the table to become disordered. The interval between each course was left for guests to chat, and gentlemen were expected to take the initiative to converse with the lady on their right.
In short, it was quite troublesome and exhausting. One even had to pay attention to which wine to drink with which course… but the food was reasonably tasty… Klein took advantage of the moment when the roasted lamb was being cleared and replaced to say to Mrs. Willis on his right: "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."
He immediately stood, placed his right hand over his chest and abdomen, bowed slightly to acknowledge the other guests, then left the table and headed for one of the washrooms on the second floor.
Once inside, he locked the door. Klein immediately took four steps in reverse and arrived Above the
"…'The Hanged Man's' prayer. He wants me to help him gain the favor of the Obnis Sea Monster, and is willing to collect fifteen pages of Roselle's diary in exchange, or do something of equivalent value for me… His progress isn't bad…" Klein sat in the Fool's seat, extended his spirituality, and touched the continuously expanding and contracting deep crimson star.
He considered for a few seconds, then said: "Investigate all the Feysac colonels who participated in the Conotos Sea Battle in 1338."
As an expert in history, having learned from the "Inquisitor's" spirit that he died at sea in 1338, at the hands of the Feysac, Klein had already identified which sea battle was involved on the spot.
Throughout 1338, relations between Loen and Feysac were tense with frequent friction, but there was only one battle in which a field-grade officer was killed — the sea battle that erupted in Conotos, East Balam.
And in a Feysac fleet, the number of colonels would certainly not be many!
…………
In the dark, fathomless sea,
Investigate all the colonels of the
Such a task was difficult for him and quite complex, but not dangerous — the kind he could currently handle.
After the response, Alger once again heard Mr. Fool's deep voice: "You may return to the vicinity of the target."
That was resolved? As expected of Mr. Fool! After obtaining the Authority, He was more like a sea god than Kavitwa, His power no longer limited to the Rostard Islands! Alger felt a surge of joy, gave a solemn thanks, then bent at the waist, spread his feet, turned downward, and resumed his deep dive.
In just a few minutes, he returned to the underwater volcano. He could see the chaotic water currents and flailing tentacles around the enormous dark cavern — they had not yet calmed down.
Though Alger believed Mr. Fool was powerful and terrifying enough, a recovering Ancient God, seeing this scene still instinctively made him cautious. He carefully approached.
His initial suspicion was that the countless tentacles Obnis was waving were meant to welcome him.
Meanwhile, Above the Gray Fog, Klein, holding the Sceptre of the God of Sea, furrowed his brow slightly.
"It refuses to communicate with the God of Sea, even loathes the feeling and won't approach…" he murmured as if his teeth ached.
His attempt to use the prayerer's influence on the surrounding sea had just failed!
For some unknown reason, the Obnis Sea Monster had an intense resistance to the Beyonder ability of befriending sea creatures.
Through the violently thrashing thick tentacles in the prayer's vision, Klein could faintly sense the target's fury — it wanted to tear apart any living creature that dared approach it.
"'The Hanged Man' has gone over, gone over…" The corner of Klein's mouth twitched, and he decided to try a different approach.
He raised the Sceptre of the God of Sea a little higher, causing the blue-green gemstones atop it to light up one after another, emitting a brilliant and dazzling radiance!
Then he transmitted the violent aura of the "Lightning Storm," projecting it onto the Obnis Sea Monster.
The massive tentacles that had been churning the seabed suddenly froze, then dropped downward, pressing tightly against the ground. Inside the dark cavern, countless green points of light appeared one after another.
Amid gurgling sounds that set one's teeth on edge, the horrifying monster capable of swallowing a sailing ship crawled out. Its massive, twisted black body was covered in patterns, and it grew a full three heads, each topped with over a dozen eyes, every one of which could emit green light on its own!
The monster then prostrated itself, docile as a domesticated hunting dog.
"As expected, communication requires technique." Klein nodded in satisfaction, once again using the Beyonder ability of befriending sea creatures. Relying on mental communication, he had all three of Obnis's heads open their mouths simultaneously.
This suddenly presented Alger with three deep "caverns," each large enough for a sailing ship to pass through.
Praise Mr. Fool… Alger gazed up at the "magnificent" sight before him, unable to resist murmuring to himself.
He didn't waste time. He chose the middle head and quickly swam inside.
A winding, twisting tunnel rapidly came into view within Alger's field of vision, its walls composed of flesh, its breadth comparable to the foredeck of the Azure Avenger.