Chapter 188: Calderón’s Origins

Chapter 188: Calderón’s Origins

Bayam, in the slums.

The Hanged Man Alger, masked and with his hood pulled low, once again met Admiral of Stars Cattleya.

The two sat opposite each other across a table. For a long while, neither spoke.

At last, Admiral of Stars Cattleya opened her mouth.

“Have you heard that intelligence?”

Alger did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, “Gehrman Sparrow’s?”

Cattleya was silent for several seconds before nodding.

“He turned Admiral of Hell into his marionette.”

Whether it was Blood Admiral before, or Admiral of Hell now, they were both pirates with bounties higher than hers. No matter how confident she was, she did not believe these two outstanding Sequence 5s would be obviously weaker than herself!

“You learned earlier than I expected.” Alger tactfully confirmed that the Hermit’s information was correct.

As part of the Church of Storms’ control over the seas, he could obtain intelligence directly through official channels.

The corner of Cattleya’s mouth curved slightly.

“If the Future were currently sailing at sea, I might have had to wait days, even weeks, before learning it. But I have been in Bayam recently.”

She did not reveal her source.

After pausing, Admiral of Stars frankly asked, “What else do you know about this matter?”

The Hanged Man Alger shook his head.

“I was just about to understand the specific situation when I saw your contact sign and rushed over to meet you.”

Cattleya nodded slightly.

“Gehrman Sparrow and Admiral of Hell did not fight. Ludwell himself gave up resistance because the man who boarded the Black Tulip together with Gehrman Sparrow was addressed by him as Death Consul.”

Death Consul…

Alger’s pupils abruptly widened, and he felt an indescribable pressure.

Such a title was not something just any demigod could bear!

Furthermore, it had not been the other party’s self-proclamation. Admiral of Hell Ludwell had taken the initiative to honor him that way and had given up resistance for that reason, preferring to lose his own life!

Seeing that the Hanged Man did not speak, Cattleya continued on her own.

“In the Death pathway, Death Consul is the name of Sequence 2. Of course, emperors of the successive Balam Empires would also be given this title.”

As expected, an angel—an angel of Death’s domain…

Alger automatically ignored the latter possibility. After all, according to the acting method, before the Balam Empire’s fall, the throne of emperor must have been held by a Sequence 2 angel. And to make Admiral of Hell become Gehrman Sparrow’s marionette without the slightest resistance was absolutely not something a mere title could accomplish.

At that moment, Alger suddenly thought of something, something that had left an extremely deep impression on him.

After Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos succeeded in escaping, he had stiffened beside the artificial lake. His face had rapidly rotted. His flesh had fallen away piece by piece, and even his eyeballs had left his head.

There was no doubt that this had originated from damage inflicted by a powerful force in Death’s domain, and Alger later confirmed that this had been done by Mr. Fool’s Blessed.

To make a Pirate Admiral, one who carried a powerful sealed artifact, die so quickly and without the slightest ability to resist, the level and status of the one who acted could be imagined!

At the time, Archbishop “God’s Singer” Ace Snake of the Church of Storms had immediately judged that this was the work of a high-Sequence powerhouse of the Death pathway, and not the one he knew.

Alger had no doubts about that and had preliminarily believed that it had been done by a Sequence 4 or Sequence 3 demigod—that is, a saint. He had been shocked and terrified that among Mr. Fool’s subordinates there was already a high-Sequence Blessed.

Now, he quietly yet with great difficulty swallowed, realizing that back then, he had still underestimated Mr. Fool and that Blessed.

The other party was not a saint, but…