Chapter 38: Admiral of Blood

Chapter 38: Admiral of Blood

“Hunt them?” Danitz instinctively repeated.

When he truly understood what Gehrman Sparrow meant, he instantly became excited. Changing his sitting posture, he lowered his voice and asked, “Is there anything you need me to cooperate with?”

As a qualified part-time pirate, he had nothing to do with beautiful words like tolerance, mercy, or benevolence. Since he had nearly died at Steel Maviti’s hands, and now had the chance to take revenge, he certainly was unwilling to miss it.

He believed that his survival in the profession of piracy depended on an accurate grasp of circumstances: knowing when to resist, when to fight with one’s life on the line, when to pretend not to see an enemy, and when to settle old accounts with pleasure.

And now was the opportunity!

Danitz still did not dare make an accurate judgment on just how powerful Gehrman Sparrow, this madman, truly was. But judging by the fact that the other man had dealt with the fallen Bishop Miller in ten seconds, handling Steel Maviti should not be too difficult. Even if they encountered Admiral of Blood Senor, there was not necessarily no hope of winning.

Of course, that referred to a one-on-one situation. Pirates never cared about knightly spirit… Danitz thought with deep feeling.

Klein leaned forward slightly, braced both elbows on his knees, and clasped his hands together.

“I already said it.”

Huh? What? Danitz often felt that he could not keep up with Gehrman Sparrow’s train of thought.

As for that, he could only comfort himself: normal people and madmen were different.

Seeing that the other man no longer spoke, he thought it over carefully and finally remembered what he ought to do.

Write down everything Admiral of Blood and his pirate crew have done!

Mm… Gehrman Sparrow must want to know how many things they have plundered… Danitz quickly settled on the line of thought, rummaged out paper and pen from the room, and scribbled down a large amount.

During this process, he was especially thankful that it was his left arm that had been injured.

When he finished writing, Klein reached out and took the papers, carefully reading them once. From the portions Danitz had not explained in detail, he confirmed that Admiral of Blood and his group were indeed the most typical and most vicious sort of pirates. They did not merely plunder wealth; they abducted people, slaughtered crews, and abused women.

This pirate Danitz actually knows how to write Ancient Feysac… He did receive an education… Klein muttered inwardly, took out a copper penny, and used divination to confirm the truthfulness of the material.

Then, in a tone no different from instructing what to eat for breakfast the next morning, he said, “Tell me about Admiral of Blood and his subordinates.”

He wants detailed information… He really is preparing to hunt them? Danitz felt joy rise in his heart and hated only that he did not know more.

“Admiral of Blood Senor is suspected to be an evil spirit. Anyone who faces him will die in strange ways: strangling themselves, swallowing a gun and shooting themselves, actively embracing bombs, or slaughtering their own companions. Our captain says this is spirit possession.”

Very similar to Miss Sharron’s Beyonder abilities… A Wraith? Klein said nothing, silently listening to Danitz continue.

“Senor can unleash a terrifying scream. When we fought them last time, I was nearly made dizzy by it and fell from the deck into the sea. Heh. I returned the favor and set one of their ships on fire.

“Senor knows quite a few necromancy spells. He is cruel, bloodthirsty, and driven by powerful desire. Whether the target is male, female, or even a humanoid creature makes no difference to him.”

That matches the indulgent traits of the Rose School of Thought. Mm, to be precise, it matches certain traits of the Prisoner pathway… Most likely a Wraith… Klein nodded thoughtfully.

Having received a response, Danitz became even more enthusiastic, his…