Chapter 138: Substitute Mission

Chapter 138: Substitute Mission

Inside the room, hearing Bilt’s sigh, Sotos pressed at the edge of his eye socket and said in a deep voice, “Boss, that major figure arrives the day after tomorrow.”

Bilt looked back with a grave expression.

“I know.”

“We only have two choices. First, regardless of whether Gehrman Sparrow is trustworthy or not, we entrust the mission to him and hope for the best outcome. Second, we immediately give up our businesses in Oravi, take the cash and jewelry, and leave this place, heading out to sea to become pirates. I am confident that most sailors and adventurers aboard the Pirate Hunter will follow us.” After a pause, Sotos added, “Boss, when you were an adventurer, leading us to sail and hunt pirates, you were so firm and decisive. I think you already have a decision. There is no need for me to do anything more.”

“Haha. No need to flatter me.” Bilt laughed bitterly twice. “I am no longer the pirate hunter who feared nothing in blood and cannon fire. A long life of comfort has unknowingly corroded my will. I do not even want to continue seeking a chance to advance. Those companions who turned into monsters one after another still seem alive inside my mind.”

Whew… He exhaled, and his expression suddenly became serious.

“However, you are right. We no longer have time to hesitate. We must make a decision immediately.”

At this point, Bilt tilted his head and pointed with his chin toward the window.

Sotos was first stunned, then understood what his boss meant.

…

After leaving Sweet Lemon Bar, Klein strolled along the street, preparing to hire a rental carriage at the intersection.

Just then, he heard the window upstairs rattle and saw a figure drop down.

Perhaps because of horrific incidents like the Antigonus family notebook and Bansy Harbor’s strange telegraph office, Klein’s first reaction was that Bilt Brando had died. After his visit, Bilt had suddenly perished, fallen from upstairs, landed on the ground, and lay there with eyes wide open.

It was like when Klein had opened a door and seen Ray Bieber’s mother dead in an armchair, her corpse already severely decomposed, her eyeball dropping with a plop because of an outside vibration.

Similar thoughts flashed past. Klein then saw clearly that the figure falling from upstairs was Sotos Young, not Bilt Brando.

Moreover, the other party was in normal condition, clearly still alive.

Damn it, trouble has come to my door… Klein’s heart sank as he made an even more accurate judgment.

If he were acting as himself, he would definitely pretend not to have seen Sotos Young jump down to intercept him. Before the other party could speak, he would turn and leave, sprinting until he shook the man off, just as the Admiral of Stars had fled when being pursued by knowledge.

Unfortunately, I am currently Gehrman Sparrow. A mad adventurer could not possibly run away because of such a small matter… Sigh, understanding myself more clearly can also count as an additional gain… Klein stopped and watched Sotos, wearing a linen shirt and brown jacket, land steadily. Sotos placed a hand on his chest and bowed.

“Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, we have an extremely important matter we would like to commission you for.”

Here it comes… Klein responded calmly on the surface.

“I have not been free lately.”

“This will not take too much of your time. You can first listen to what needs to be done, then consider whether to refuse or accept.” Sotos, with black whiskers above his mouth and beneath his chin, spoke sincerely.

What I am afraid of is that once I listen, I will have no choice but to accept… Uh, actually, it should be fine. If Bilt Brando and Sotos Young dare threaten me and force me to take the mission, I will not mind converting them into gold pounds and Beyonder materials… After seriously thinking about it, Klein discovered that, at sea, he did not seem to need so many concerns. With pirate admiral-level strength, he could basically move sideways in most…