Chapter 154: “Slaughterer”

Chapter 154: “Slaughterer”

Admiral of Stars Cattleya thought for a moment and answered, “Eight o’clock tonight. Pier Six.”

Excellent. No delay at all… Klein nodded with the smallest of movements.

“Good.”

No sooner had he spoken than the light within the crystal ball suddenly withdrew. The figure in the black classical robe grew dimmer and more blurred, and soon vanished completely.

Holding the crystal ball, now entirely ordinary, Klein turned, opened the door, and walked out.

After glancing at the owner leaning against the wall and gulping down liquor, he casually tossed the crystal ball back to him.

While the owner caught it in a fluster, Klein descended the stairs at an unhurried pace and left the warehouse.

After walking out of Frenzied Whale Dance, he took out his gold-cased pocket watch, snapped it open, and checked the time.

It’s almost noon. Most bars should already be open… Klein stopped a rental carriage and told the driver in Feysac that he wanted to go to Lodar Bar—in the local language, that meant Dawn Bar. It was a place where adventurers of the Gargas Islands gathered in relatively large numbers.

For Klein, gathering different intelligence and obtaining various pieces of news held considerable significance. At some critical moment, it might help him make the most accurate judgment and thereby escape the misfortune of losing his life. Therefore, even though he did not especially enjoy bars, he still had no choice but to visit them often, order a mug of beer rich with malt aroma, sit quietly in a corner near the counter, and listen to the people around him exchange interesting and important matters from the sea.

In addition, he wanted to figure out whether Roy King, who had been imprisoned inside the Governor-General’s Residence in the City of Generosity, Bayam, had been rescued. Over the past two months, the Mercury Snake Will Auceptin had not entered his dreams again, and Ricciardo, the Councilor of Fate, had likewise not summoned his messenger or provided clues about powerful mystical items.

More than twenty minutes later, the carriage stopped. Lodar Bar, with an enormous signboard standing outside, appeared before Klein.

Out of habit, he took out two one-soli notes and paid the driver.

Only when he clearly saw the driver’s rough-featured face did he suddenly remember something.

This was a foreign country. This was a Feysac colony. It had its own common currency!

The smallest unit was the kopek, followed by the Fersilver, and above that the gold horn. They used the very humane decimal system, making conversion extremely easy.

I forgot to go to the bank to exchange for kopeks and Fersilvers… I used up what little I had at the hotel and restaurants… Just as Klein was about to look around for a bank, the driver happily accepted the two one-soli notes, checking them over several times. The rough skin on his face seemed to glow with delight.

“Thank you! Thank you for your generosity!”

Gold pounds, soli, and pence are hard currency here too? Mm, the Gargas Islands aren’t too far from Toscarter and Olavi. Many goods are sold to those two places, and quite a few Loen adventurers like running to this White Whale Sea. It’s indeed normal for the Loen Kingdom’s currency to circulate privately here… Heh, Loen’s industrial and economic strength is greater than Feysac’s, and by quite a margin. The gold pound is much stronger than the gold horn… Wait! After getting off the carriage, Klein walked toward Lodar Bar while recalling the driver’s delighted expression.

Suddenly, he remembered something. One gold pound could be exchanged for 5.5 gold horns.

In other words, two soli were worth 5.5 Fersilvers.

And in the White City, a rental carriage cost four Fersilvers per hour. Anything under an hour was still counted as one hour.

No wonder the driver was so happy! Klein turned to look back, but the carriage had already vanished.

Phew… He exhaled lightly, pressed down his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden…