Chapter 209: Meeting

Chapter 209: Meeting

You don’t need to tell me. I more or less confirmed that just now myself… Hearing Anderson Hood’s words, Klein muttered inwardly while his expression remained calm.

From the first time he had met Reinette Tinekerr in the spirit world and seen her enormous true body and Gothic-style castle, Klein had believed she was not simple. And just now, Miss Messenger had nearly killed the Strongest Hunter with effortless ease, making him firmly certain that she was a demigod—at least Sequence 4!

A demigod helps me deliver letters for one gold coin each time? Even thinking with my toes, I know there’s no way this is simple. Miss Messenger definitely has some other motive. Of course, I can’t rule out the possibility that I always encounter all kinds of bizarre matters, making her find me interesting, and that she happens to be rather idle, so she’s moonlighting as a messenger…

Similar situations include Magic Mirror Arrodes’s fawning and the goodwill from the Snake of Mercury, Will Auceptin… No matter what, I still have to remain cautious. I can’t trust too much… Before I have the chance to negotiate certain matters clearly, I also shouldn’t consider whether to blow the harmonica when I encounter danger. Perhaps Miss Messenger will come out and tear me apart directly… Countless thoughts flashed through Klein’s mind in an instant, yet his expression remained cold and indifferent. Facing Anderson’s astonishment, he merely nodded very slightly.

“That has nothing to do with you.”

…This guy really is mysterious! He actually has a demigod-level spirit world creature as his messenger! And he casually knows a demigod skilled at changing luck… No wonder he was so calm and composed after provoking the Undying King… No wonder the Undying King didn’t seek revenge, and didn’t even appear! Anderson suddenly understood. He could not help carefully sizing Gehrman Sparrow up again.

“Mm?” Klein swept an emotionless glance at the Strongest Hunter.

Anderson hurriedly withdrew his gaze and laughed dryly twice.

“I’ve discovered that you’d make a very suitable subject for a portrait, the kind with a gloomy, dim background. It would set off your temperament perfectly.

“What do you think? Want to consider it? I can paint one for you. Believe me, in that area, I possess master-level skill!”

Klein did not listen to his nonsense at all. He took out his gold-cased pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at the time.

“Go back to your room. I’ll come find you in five minutes.”

“All right.” Anderson answered with a broad smile.

After the Strongest Hunter left, Klein took out Azik’s copper whistle and Will Auceptin’s paper crane, then turned into the washroom and began arranging a ritual.

Once he had brought Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina’s pearl earrings above the gray fog, Klein sat at the seat of honor of the bronze long table, conjured paper and pen, and wrote a simple divination statement:

“The whereabouts of Edwina Edwards.”

Holding the paper and earrings, Klein leaned back against his chair. While silently reciting the divination statement, he used meditation to enter the dream.

First, a gray, hazy world occupied his vision. Then, a snow-covered plain appeared before his eyes.

A howling blizzard enveloped everything. The surroundings were foggy, deep, and dim, unlike a real boundary.

Klein quickly saw Edwina. Her long brown hair had been casually tied behind her head, and it danced wildly in the snowstorm.

She wore a fitted white blouse with intricate patterns around the collar and cuffs, as well as dark trousers. In such an environment, the outfit gave one an immediate impression of thinness and fragility.

Edwina’s booted feet moved constantly over the snow, leaving a trail of clear footprints, but within the raging blizzard, everything was easily buried.

The image gradually shattered. Klein opened his eyes and discovered that he was unable to interpret Vice Admiral Iceberg’s specific location from the divination revelation.

“The polar regions? Feysac’s Evernight Plain? There’s no way to determine it. Aside from wind and snow, there weren’t any other symbols…” Klein straightened and put down the pearl earrings and the paper bearing the divination statement.

After considering for a few seconds, he confirmed another matter: Edwina Edwards had indeed gone missing and was no longer on the Golden Dream. This allowed him to preliminarily rule out the possibility of a trap.

Cautiously, Klein performed another divination regarding that point and obtained the conclusion that there was no trap aboard the Golden Dream.

After thinking for a while, he left the mysterious space above the gray fog. After a series of preparations, he brought the pearl earrings back.

Recalling the sea chart around Olavi Island and the Golden Dream’s current position, Klein selected a deserted island where distant-water fishermen would shelter from storms. In his letter, he instructed Danitz and the others to sail the ship to a place not too far from there.

Folding the letter, he blew the harmonica and once again saw Miss Messenger carrying four heads.

As he handed over the reply, Klein cleared his throat twice and asked, “Can you still confirm Danitz’s location?”

One head in Reinette Tinekerr’s hands nodded. The others opened their mouths one after another.

“Yes…” “as long…” “as he is not…” “beyond range…”

Seeing that Miss Messenger was still floating there, showing no sign of leaving, Klein glanced to the side and said, “Danitz will pay the gold coin.”

“All…” “right…” Reinette Tinekerr’s figure rapidly faded.

Phew. Klein exhaled, carefully made preparations, dealt with the scene, picked up his packed luggage, left his room, and knocked on Anderson Hood’s door.

“We’ll go somewhere else first, then Bayam,” he calmly told the Strongest Hunter of his decision. “You may choose to go to Bayam and wait for me, or follow me.”

Anderson grinned.

“I feel my adventurer’s blood burning. I’m very curious what matter that messenger brought.

“Originally, I thought I wouldn’t have the chance to learn about it, but who would’ve known you’d invite me!”

I didn’t. I merely gave you two choices… Klein turned coldly and walked toward the staircase. Anderson hurriedly grabbed his newly bought suitcase and followed quickly.

Leaving the inn, Klein took a carriage out of the port city, then walked to the edge of a deserted cliff on Saint Draco Mountain.

Watching the layers of waves constantly crash against the mountain wall below, Anderson looked left and right in slight bewilderment.

“This is our destination?”

Klein ignored his question. He took out a handful of charms made of white tin and softly recited the word “Storm.”

He infused them with spirituality and divided the charms into two portions. He applied half to himself and half to Anderson, leaving only one, which he tossed down the cliff.

“Underwater Breathing, Deep-sea Membrane…” Anderson identified the supernatural effects that had appeared on him with surprise.

At that moment, a loud splash came from beneath the cliff. From the seawater emerged a giant creature shaped like a whale.

Its entire body was deep blue. Its mouth suddenly opened, revealing ghastly white teeth and a blood-colored interior.

Klein walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped directly down. With the help of the charms’ power, he lightly landed inside the enormous underwater creature’s mouth.

Anderson first watched with a blank expression. Then he followed with considerable excitement, jumping down and landing beside Klein.

The enormous underwater creature closed its mouth, plunging the inside into darkness.

Then it sank into the water and swam toward the designated destination.

Inside its mouth, lightning remained in Klein’s eyes, allowing him to see through the darkness. He found a tooth to lean against and sat down leisurely.

Thanks to the protection of the Deep-sea Membrane, he was not worried that his clothes would be dirtied.

“Hiss. This is kind of interesting…” Anderson looked around and asked curiously, “How did you think of this? How did you do it?”

Of course, I prayed to myself, then used the Sea God Scepter to pull over a suitable underwater creature nearby… Klein did not answer Anderson’s question. He half-closed his eyes, as though resting.

“It’s just a little stuffy…” Anderson took a cigarette case and a matchbox from his pocket. “Can I smoke one?”

“Ask it,” Klein said without opening his eyes.

Anderson laughed dryly and put the cigarette and matches away.

“I think it wouldn’t like the smell of smoke.”

In the pitch-black, lightless sea, the enormous creature swam rapidly, occasionally using special organs to extract oxygen from the surrounding seawater with great efficiency.

After an unknown length of time, it surfaced. Ahead was a deserted island.

After using the charm’s power to land on the island, Klein removed his hat and bowed to the underwater creature.

“You’re quite polite…” Anderson, who witnessed the scene, spoke in amusement.

“I have always been polite, even to prey.” Klein glanced at him, as though saying, for example, you.

Anderson laughed dryly and pointed toward the island’s far side.

“There’s a ship over there.

“Huh, the Golden Dream!”

At that moment, Klein also saw the clean, orderly sailing ship several dozen meters long. On the main cannon that should not have existed, symbols overlapped, light flowing across them.

Carrying his luggage, he immediately approached. Before long, he reached the place where the Golden Dream was anchored.

Then he saw Danitz jump down from the deck and wade through the water, running over.

Danitz had only just arrived before Gehrman Sparrow and was still considering how he should start speaking, when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

“Anderson Hood!” He pointed at the Strongest Hunter and shouted loudly.

Anderson immediately laughed.

“Didn’t expect this, did you?”

Although he himself did not know why they had encountered the Golden Dream, that did not stop him from forcibly taking the initiative.

They know each other? Klein swept an indifferent glance over Danitz.

Danitz instinctively shivered, then piled up a smile and said, “This guy isn’t a good person. Over in the Misty Sea, he’s always being chased by groups of pirates, and then those pirates somehow turn into bounties.

“You may not know this, but he came from the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Later, because he failed his exams over and over again, he was driven out. I heard all that from the Captain. They used to be schoolmates.”

His expression was filled with contempt for Anderson’s intelligence, and Flower Bow Tie Jodeson and the others aboard the ship showed similar looks.

Anderson’s gaze slowly swept across their faces. He clicked his tongue.

“That isn’t the key point. The key point is that I once pulled your captain’s hair.”

The scene instantly became extremely quiet. Danitz’s expression twisted uncontrollably.