Chapter 49: Acting Specialist

Chapter 49: Acting Specialist

Some matters to ask the captain?

Danitz frowned as he watched Gehrman Sparrow leave the room, unable to tell what the other man’s true purpose was.

“What exactly is that fellow pursuing? Money? Wealth? But he had all the time and opportunity he needed to take Steel Maviti and Bloodthorn Huntley’s heads and exchange them for nearly ten thousand pounds in bounty. Even after deductions, that would still be seven or eight thousand pounds. Yet he did not do it. He even generously split the spoils with me. That is a contradiction. When he heard I was Blazing, his first reaction pointed straight at the three-thousand-pound bounty… According to the captain, that is not scientific…

“Why would he deliberately give up the bounty? Unless… unless he has a better and safer way to claim it, or he is leaving it for someone in particular? Mm… He was already guarding against the Mandated Punishers appearing ahead of time… He—he has his own network and intelligence channels! Once that is included, everything makes sense!

“Add in the possible demigod who killed Qilangos… Hiss. There is a hidden and powerful organization behind Gehrman Sparrow!”

Danitz was frightened by his own deduction. Instinctively, he wanted to use body language to express how he felt, only to forget that his left arm was still broken. Pain immediately made him bare his teeth and grimace.

That made him even more alarmed. He did not want his captain to meet such a dangerous and mad fellow.

He even suspected that Gehrman Sparrow’s true goal was his captain’s twenty-six-thousand-pound bounty!

In a duel, that lunatic might not necessarily beat the captain. And we still have the first mate, second mate, third mate, and several boatswains. But behind him stands an organization of terrifying strength! If they want to harm the captain, they will have to step over my corpse first! Danitz puffed out his chest, lifted his chin, and filled himself with tragic, self-sacrificing resolve.

He raised a hand to neaten his hair, gave a long “Mm,” and muttered to himself, “Observe a little longer. Perhaps Gehrman Sparrow really only wants to ask some questions.”

He subconsciously looked around and discovered that both the flying carpet and the Shadow Cloak were still present. Nothing was missing.

“In other words, Gehrman Sparrow left behind everything that belongs to me. Is he not afraid that I will take the opportunity to run? Or did he secretly take some of my hair to use in divination?

“No. No. He is a madman. If he wanted hair, he would walk straight over, reach out, and pull one out. He would never do it sneakily… Right, there is a powerful and hidden organization behind him! Perhaps—perhaps even now, that organization’s people are monitoring me from the dark, waiting for me to leave, waiting for me to go find the captain… Sinister!

“Gehrman Sparrow must have gone out deliberately!” Danitz felt that, relying on his experience and wisdom, he had grasped the truth.

He paced back and forth a few times, then sat down in the armchair again, silently mocking them.

“I am not leaving!

“I want to see what exactly you people are trying to do!

“I will not bring danger to the captain!”

…

A quarter past three in the afternoon, Simim Island.

This island was also part of the Rorsted Archipelago, but it lay farthest from the City of Generosity, Bayam. It required nearly five hours by passenger ship to reach it.

Along the way, Klein had purchased a set of local-style clothing and a small suitcase for his changed-out garments. In total, he spent fourteen soli, less than one pound.

So cheap. That is only a fraction of a formal outfit… Wearing wide-legged trousers, a coffee-brown thick jacket, and a light-brown flat cap, Klein, bearing an unremarkable local face, stepped off the passenger ship and entered Simim Island’s somewhat old harbor. Because he had spent time buying clothes and changing his appearance, he had missed the nine o’clock ferry and could…