Chapter 80: Elaine

Chapter 80: Elaine

A Beyonder gathering? Klein thought briefly, then nodded in response.

“Sure.”

The supplementary ingredients for the Marionettist potion should be put on the agenda. I can also see whether I might encounter an Artisan… he subconsciously planned inwardly.

Seeing Gehrman Sparrow agree, Danitz quietly breathed out and could not help revealing a smile.

In the past few days, because his bounty had been raised by a large amount and because he had the important task of listening in on the wireless telegraph, he had not gone out at all. He had behaved very obediently and stayed inside the inn suite. He had truly been suffocating with boredom and wished night would arrive immediately.

The Beyonder gathering Danitz mentioned was held at the Fragrant Tree Leaf Bar. Many pirates, informants, and adventurers were active there. It was a top-tier choice for gathering intelligence and purchasing supplies.

Klein wore a black coat and a silk top hat. Following Danitz, he crossed the crowded, mixed-smelling bar hall and entered a certain card room. Under the eyes of several guards, they gave the agreed passphrase, then descended a hidden staircase all the way to a spacious underground area.

As in Tingen City’s Evil Dragon Bar, there was an underground trading market here that sold herbs, essential oils, ancient books, charms, and all sorts of common mysticism materials. The difference was that this place also sold a great variety of firearms and ammunition. Klein even saw antique muskets and lead bullets.

Heh. They even sell fake identification documents and carved counterfeit seals… As expected of an overseas colony. Industries like this are far more developed than in Tingen… Later, I will buy a batch of materials for making charms in the Sea God domain. A larger quantity should get some discount… Klein turned his head left and right with only the smallest movement, taking in the entire underground area.

Beside him, Danitz had already grown suspicious of his own makeup and disguise skills. He had deliberately worn a flat cap and pressed the front very low, covering nearly half of his face. At this moment, he very familiarly led Klein straight to the other end of the underground market, knocking on a closed door with a pattern of two long taps followed by four short ones.

Behind the door there was only a single candle. It swayed on a lamp bracket fixed to the side wall, casting dim yellow light that barely illuminated the small room.

Danitz pointed at the robes, masks, and other items hanging or laid out on the table, then said to Klein, “Here, everyone decides for themselves what kind of disguise to use. You can also choose not to disguise yourself.”

Klein looked around, sweeping his gaze over the guards inside the room.

“I do not need one.”

I am currently an informant for the kingdom’s military, and the Church of Storms knows this identity as well. There is not much to fear… If some pirate or adventurer develops malicious intent because I am not disguised and tries to attack me, heh heh… In Klein’s mind, bounties and spoils suddenly appeared, one after another, flying toward him.

Danitz secretly curled his lip, picked up a black-iron mask, and placed it over his face.

Then, under a guard’s guidance, he and Klein passed through a dim corridor and entered another room.

The room was arranged rather luxuriously. A thick carpet from the Southern Continent covered the floor. On the walls, golden lamp brackets flickered, and fresh-smelling candles spread layer after layer of light.

Klein swept the room with his gaze. Without needing Danitz’s help, he found a brown leather sofa, sat down, leaned back, and crossed his right leg over his left.

More than twenty people had already gathered here. There were men and women, some cloaked in hooded robes, others openly revealing their true appearances. According to Danitz’s explanation that morning, not everyone attending this gathering was a Beyonder. Some were…