Chapter 243: Morning

Chapter 243: Morning

Watching Miss Messenger vanish, Klein thought for a moment about which demigods he could still contact on short notice. In the end, he discovered there were none. He had no choice but to turn his attention back to the question of what he should do next.

“The citywide ‘broadcast’ just now will definitely make Sea King Jahn Kottman search with all his might for traces of Sea God and His believers while he looks for Helmosuin. Going out in the middle of the night would make me very easy to notice, so I can only stay here and wait until dawn.

“I can’t board tomorrow’s ship anymore. If I’m attacked midway, it may implicate an entire ship of people. Besides, that itself isn’t hidden enough.

“Mm… I’ll summon an underwater creature and leave on a whale ship, resting and changing rides with the help of uninhabited islands and reefs along the way until I reach the next port… Since Orange Light said close contact is required to detect that trait, then even if the Mother Tree of Desire amplifies the sensing through ritual or believers, the range won’t exceed a city—perhaps it may only cover a single district. This can also explain why I only encountered the trap after I reached Olavi.

“As long as I leave Bayam, I should be free of that ‘gaze’…”

Just as Klein’s thoughts were gradually becoming clear, the radio transceiver suddenly picked up another signal!

He hurried over, recorded it swiftly, then translated the sequence into the corresponding letters with the help of the codebook to form words.

Before long, the contents of the telegraph appeared on the paper, the ink black and deep:

“I see you.”

I see you… Reading that sentence, Klein suddenly felt a chill rise in his heart.

…

Bayam, inside an ordinary residence not far from the Governor-General’s Office.

Within a spacious basement, candles burned silently, scattering dim yellow light around them.

Silver Coin Viper Odell had already taken off the hooded robe. Trembling faintly, he looked at the middle-aged man opposite him and said in an unsteady voice, “Lord Senor, I don’t know why Helmosuin’s true hiding place was discovered.”

Senor wore an old tricorne hat. His eye sockets were sunken, and his face was frighteningly pale, making him look more like an evil spirit than a living person. He lifted a hand and brushed the two black mustache lines above his lips. His light-brown eyes swept coldly over Odell’s face, making this famous adventurer unable to stop himself from lowering his head.

After silently staring at him for several seconds, Blood Admiral, dressed in white trousers and a red coat, spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Less than three minutes after that telegraph was sent, the notice spread through the entire city, and its content was precisely part of the telegraph.

“I suspect another faction has begun paying attention to wireless telegraphy and obtained our codebook from Old Quinn.”

“Yes, yes, that must be it!” Silver Coin Viper Odell hurriedly agreed, hoping Blood Admiral would not think his own incompetence had caused the loss of the great scientist Helmosuin.

He knew very well how cruel this pirate admiral was to subordinates who made mistakes!

Senor glanced at Odell and sneered.

“But no matter what, you failed.

“If not for you and your mistress having brought me quite a lot of pleasure, I would make you pull out your own intestines!

“Send a telegraph. Tell that eavesdropper, whether he truly exists or not, that I see him. Let him spend tonight in fear and unease. That is the only thing you can do right now.”

Hearing this, Odell silently breathed out in relief. Fearfully glancing at Blood Admiral and the bloody altar on the table behind him, he answered respectfully, “Yes, Lord Senor!”

Just now, he had thought he would become part of the sacrifice.

After Odell left the basement, Blood Admiral Senor turned his head toward the altar covered with human heads, internal organs, limbs, and blood. With an attitude even more respectful than…