Going out at night to buy a dictionary, in a city with a somewhat chaotic situation, and also with the appearance of an Intis person — this was indeed quite dangerous… No, I can't keep wearing this gauntlet… Danitz froze for a few seconds, then abruptly raised his hand, unfastened the gauntlet, and tried to take it off.
Halfway through the motion, he suddenly stopped again, sized up Anderson with his eyes, glanced at the black glove on Anderson's left hand, gave a dry laugh, and put the gauntlet back on.
"I think that here on the Southern Continent, the most important thing is one's own strength," Danitz added with a forced smirk.
Anderson's expression didn't change at all. He continued stroking his chin and said, "Then what do you plan to do?"
Danitz pointed at the stairwell. "I plan to ask the hotel owner to borrow his dictionary. I don't think he'll refuse to teach his children the Dutan language."
"That's one line of thought, but even with a dictionary, you won't be able to learn it in a short time. Mastering even a small vocabulary will be quite difficult, after all, this language and the languages of the Northern Continent belong to different systems," Anderson tsked. "How about I give you a method? Your captain should have taught you some ceremonial magic from the domain of the
"Yes," Danitz nodded without hesitation.
Anderson clapped his hands together. "Then I can teach you a new ceremonial magic. By praying to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, you can gain the ability to understand, recognize, and write the Dutan language for a week."
Danitz shook his head without hesitation. "I believe in the
As he said this, he glanced at Anderson. "Weren't you born in Segal, grew up in Lunburg, and are classmates with the captain? Then you should also be a believer of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Wouldn't it be more appropriate and effective for you to perform that ritual?"
Anderson shook his head and laughed. "Even among believers, only a very few can truly receive a response."
He appeared to think for a moment. "The best method is still to ask the priests and bishops of the
Danitz was about to answer, "Okay," but suddenly showed a suspicious expression. "I've always felt that you seem to have some conspiracy…"
Anderson's expression froze for an instant.
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On the airship, Klein was fast asleep, wearing his seatbelt, covered with a blanket, leaning against the back of his seat.
At this moment, the night outside the window was pitch black, the lights on the ground were sparse, and the scenery seemed to slowly but actually quickly rush past. Everything was so serene and peaceful.
After who knows how long, Klein suddenly woke up and moved his neck.
— Because he was carrying "Sorrow" with him, he had drunk plenty of water, and was awakened by a swollen feeling in his lower abdomen.
Throwing off the blanket and unbuckling the seatbelt, Klein covered his mouth and yawned, then walked out of the lounge and headed for the lavatory in a corner of the hall.
Having relieved himself thoroughly and washed his hands, he had just turned to leave the lavatory and returned to the hall when he suddenly saw a figure.
The figure stood in a dimly lit place, wearing a dark, eerie robe, with blue eye shadow and blush. At first glance, it looked like a ghost that had drifted out of a mortuary.
Ms. Dai Li… Klein naturally recognized her and immediately reacted as if startled.
Dai Li took a few steps, looked up at Dwayne Dantès' face, fixed her gaze on his eyes, and formed a smile. "Your eyes and demeanor are very much like a friend of mine, especially your eyes."
"Ma'am, if we switched genders, this would be a standard pickup line," Klein laughed casually, pretending to relax.
Dai Li's gaze didn't waver, and she chuckled. "No need to switch genders; gender doesn't change the definition of this behavior."
"If I had spoken to you like this at any other time, it would genuinely be a ploy to lure you into bed, even all the way into a church."
"However, I don't have that intention now. I came over only because your eyes truly remind me of him."
Having a conversation with Ms. Dai Li is really overwhelming… I can't let her seize the initiative; otherwise, she might suspect that Dwayne Dantès is not a well-traveled gentleman or a flirtation expert, but an inexperienced person who's uncomfortable around attractive women… I have to take the initiative and lead the conversation… Klein changed his train of thought and, with a half-joking attitude, directly asked, "Ma'am, do you like that friend?"
Dai Li was stunned for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and smiled as she looked down. "This isn't something that needs to be hidden."
"If he could have been like you, bravely taking the initiative with women and knowing how to create an ambiguous atmosphere, then we might even have children by now."