Chapter 54: Local Faith

Chapter 54: Local Faith

What? Hunting Admiral of Blood? Danitz almost raised his right hand to dig at his ear.

His first reaction was that he had misheard.

But Gehrman Sparrow’s smile, with madness hidden beneath it, and the slight movement in his captain’s brow, both reminded him that the words just spoken were real!

This… Gehrman Sparrow, that lunatic, actually dares to think of it! This is one of the seven pirate admirals, not some figure who can be compared with Steel Maviti! Danitz’s pupils contracted, and in his heart he was practically roaring.

Setting aside Admiral of Blood Senor’s own power, the great pirates and famous pirates under his command alone were enough to make people shrink back. His first mate, third mate, and the captains of his various ships were each capable of splitting off and independently leading a large pirate crew!

The group Steel Maviti had brought to Bayam was far from the only such combination within the Blood Pirate Gang!

Back then, Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos had died silently in Backlund like a wild dog mostly because he was away from his pirate crew. Admiral of Blood Senor was different. He rarely left his flagship and rarely separated from the crowd of subordinates surrounding him.

Even if one returned to Senor’s own strength, that too was extremely terrifying. He was mysterious, strange, and one of the few powerhouses on the sea second only to the Four Kings. Even the captain could not say for certain that she was stronger than him… A madman’s boldness is simply beyond imagination. No, he does not know what fear is at all! The death and replacement of a pirate admiral would absolutely shake all five seas! Thought after thought tumbled through Danitz’s mind, but in the end, he strangely calmed down.

That was because he remembered that Gehrman Sparrow himself was a powerhouse at the level of the seven admirals, and that behind him there might also stand a hidden and terrifying organization.

After several seconds of silence, Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina said, “Do you know the Rose School of Thought?”

I not only know them. I have killed their people and stolen their mystical items… Wait. Why am I describing myself like a villain… Klein restrained his smile and said without any change in expression, “I have hunted their members.”

Edwina fell silent again. Beside her, Danitz once again produced thoughts such as, What are they talking about? What is the Rose School of Thought? Where am I? Whose dream is this?

After a brief quiet, Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina said, “After the great battle with Vice Admiral Twilight’s pirate crew, Senor’s fleet lost its traces. At present, no one knows where they are. We must wait patiently.”

Is that a yes? Klein once again revealed a smile.

“I do not lack that.

“How should I contact you?”

Edwina turned her head and looked at Danitz.

“He knows how.”

Me? The Spirit Descent Ritual? Wait, Captain, does this mean I have to follow this lunatic Gehrman Sparrow for a while? No! No one knows when this fellow will go mad! Danitz shuddered and hurriedly spoke.

“Captain, I have already been away from the Golden Dream for too long. I have missed too many lessons! I cannot wait to return!”

He worked hard to make his eyes appear sincere and filled them with a thirst for knowledge.

“I think you could switch someone else in. For example, Tinplate. Or Barrel…”

Before he could finish, Edwina suddenly raised her right hand and pressed it to her ear.

She tilted her head slightly and said, without much expression, “What did you say?

“I cannot hear you anymore.

“The Roselle Dream Bestowal Spell is nearing its limit…”

The pirate admiral’s skirt shifted slightly. She took one step backward, and her figure rapidly faded, transforming into fragments of light.

Danitz’s remaining words stuck in his throat. His right hand reached out as if trying to grab something, only to fall back weakly.

Roselle Dream Bestowal Spell? The Emperor’s presence in mysticism is…