Chapter 435 Separation

"Mid-Range Island? Why are you going there?"

In the small room on the second floor of the "Sea and Fire" bar, the Dominican Federation known as "Lucky Nick" frowned and asked Angel in front of him.

After the strange incident of the "radio receiver" last night, the latter had asked Danitz, who continued to monitor the radio signals, about this matter. However, this pirate, whose value had soared to 4,800 pounds, was unexpectedly ignorant. He only knew that such an island existed, but was completely clueless when asked about its specific address and the situation on the island.

Angel had no choice but to find the intelligence dealer, the Dominican Federation, and try to get some information about the small island.

"A small island? It's not small at all. Between the northern and southern continents, it's the largest island besides Blue Mountain Island, where Bayam is, and Passu Island, where the Storm Church's altar is located."

The Dominican Federation sneered, took a sip of local coffee, and then continued:

Almost all routes from the Kingdom of Loen, and even other countries in the Northern Continent, to Balam in the Southern Continent pass through the Middle Island. It's located right between the two continents, hence its name. The port there handles the replenishment, docking, and repair work for all ships along the route. Although it's only a small port, it's very prosperous.

"Unfortunately, due to the influence of the violent sea and the unpredictable climate, most of the Middle Range Island, except for the port, remains undeveloped, not to mention the hundreds of unexplored islands around it. Those are the true 'small islands'."

After circling the location representing Medium Range Island on the map of the Rorsted Archipelago and the surrounding waters on the table and dotting it with countless ink dots, the Dominican Federation breathed a sigh of relief and put down its pen.

"So, what exactly are you going there for?"

"Seeking a way to advance to the next level."

Angel answered perfunctorily. Seeing the other party's eyes widen in surprise, she knew that this information dealer must have heard of some of the witch's sequences, and there was a high probability that he had guessed his own sequence wrong.

But compared to revealing the secret that he was pursuing the ingredients for Sequence 4 potions, this misunderstanding was actually not a big deal.

Fortunately, after a brief conversation with the Dominican Federation, she had a basic understanding of the situation on the Middle Range Island. As long as she could take a boat there, she would be able to find clues about the "Gazing One" at the local port...

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"Why don't you wait until I reach Sequence 5 and go together? You should be aware of how dangerous creatures that can be used as ingredients for Sequence 4 potions are, right?"

Unfortunately, the plan in his mind was rejected by Klein before it was even completed.

"It's because of the role-playing problem."

She answered softly, trying to avoid being heard by Danitz, who had been monitoring the radio next door and hadn't even left the house recently.

Of course, the skyrocketing value of his "worth" was also one of the reasons. During the few times he went out, Danitz always felt that the glances from those around him who accidentally glanced at him were filled with a desire for gold pounds. Even the wig and hood could not give him any more sense of security.

In Bayam, Klein could continue to play the Faceless Man, but her "Pain" potion had made almost no progress, except for some signs of digestion when persecuting "Flame" Danitz. This made Angel feel like she was about to be caught up by the other party, and she became more and more anxious.

And according to Arrods, apart from entering the mysterious and dangerous spirit world to search for the unknown Gazers, the only clues about them are near the Mid-Range Island. Even if he doesn't go now, he will have to face this matter sooner or later.

Rather than waiting for the Sequence 5 potion to be digested before looking for ingredients for the next potion, it would be better to make plans early. After all, being able to obtain a main ingredient means saving tens of thousands of pounds.

After explaining everything, Klein's expression relaxed a little, but he still frowned. He sat on the sofa and thought for a long time before slowly nodding.

"Go quickly and return quickly. Contact me through the messenger 'Wensa' if you need anything. Also, remember your promise and don't put yourself in danger."

He laid out the rules in a serious tone, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Angel nodded solemnly.

"So, when are you planning on leaving for the Middle Range Island? Aren't you going to wait until the Faceless Man's magical item is finished?"

Angel hadn't concealed from Klein the fact that he had commissioned the "Followers of the Fool" to create a magical item, and the Hanged Man had promised to complete it within a week, so Klein asked in confusion.

"I'll use the 'Ring of Madness' to change my face first, to avoid being caught as a wanted criminal worth two Danitz... well, now it's only worth one and a half," Angel couldn't help but laugh. "The ship from Bayam to Mid-Range Island only leaves every three days. I plan to leave here on Thursday, January 6th."

She took out the inconspicuous ring from her pocket and said.

"Are you sure you won't be bothered by any negative effects?"

Klein asked with a smile on his face. He remembered that Angel had been wanting to sell this magical item recently.

"After advancing to Sequence 5, my control over this aspect has become even stronger. Using the ring for a short period of time is no problem..."

Despite saying this, Angel still moved forward and sat next to Klein.

"Why, do you need me to help you resolve the negative effects in advance?"

Klein looked serious, cleared his throat, and spoke in a calm tone.

"I……"

Bang--

The door to the living room was pushed open, and Danitz, who had hurried over from another suite, poked his head in.

"The receiver is responding. It's 'Blood Admiral'..."

His excited voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the two pairs of eyes in the room staring at him and swallowed.

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Early in the morning of January 6th, Angel arrived at the Bayam docks, carrying a suitcase filled with spare clothes, weapons, ammunition, and various talisman materials.

Just like when she first came here, the pier was docked with passenger ships that had just arrived or were preparing to leave. After the New Year, many foreign tourists were preparing to return to their own countries, so the place was very lively.

Behind her followed Klein, who had transformed into "German." His expression was calm, and he tried hard to play his role, but his eyes were full of reluctance.

"If Danitz over there sees this, your performance will fail."

Angel said softly, putting down the suitcase, opening his arms and hugging Klein.

"He didn't dare look."

Klein pursed his lips and spoke for a long time, saying something that almost made Angel laugh. She looked into the distance and saw Danitz, in disguise, sneaking around in the alley, not looking in her direction.

The day before yesterday, this pirate caught Angel and Klein being intimate and was verbally abused by them. Although he didn't take any further action in the end because he had indeed monitored the intelligence of "Admiral of Blood", he still asked "Vice Admiral Iceberg" to change another contact person.

Unfortunately, the Blood Admiral had mentioned in a radio transmission that he would be near Bayam later this month, and that a joint hunt for Senior needed to be put on the agenda. Therefore, his request was ruthlessly rejected by Edwina, forcing him to remain in Bayam in frustration.

"If you get any news about Admiral Blood, tell me in time and I will return immediately."

Angel said softly as he picked up his luggage again.

"If there is no news, I will return as soon as possible."

Seeing Klein's strange expression, she added with a smile, then followed the long line and began to board the passenger ship bound for the medium-range island.

When she stepped onto the gangway and looked back, Klein was still standing there, staring at her blankly from beneath the brim of his hat.

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The "Blue Mountain Rose" was a complete steam ship. It was equipped with the latest steam engine from the beginning of its design. Unlike other ships of this transitional period, it was not equipped with sails. Therefore, its appearance looked quite streamlined, much better than the White Agate that Angel had taken.

But when she stepped onto the deck, she discovered that this passenger and cargo ship was far inferior to the White Agate. Various boxes were piled randomly on the deck. Some of the noisy crowd were saying goodbye to their families below, while some were casually leaning against the boxes and chatting, and they did not seem to be in a hurry to return to their cabins.

For those who have finally managed to scrape together enough money for the fare and dream of making a fortune by passing through the middle island to the southern continent, the open deck may be more spacious and comfortable than the cramped third-class cabin below.

With a sigh, after preparing himself mentally for the next three days of the voyage, Angel carried his suitcase and walked towards his first-class cabin.

Like other ships, there was a notice board hanging on the deck near the door of the front cabin, covered with wanted posters of various pirates and fugitives, which made it easier for the crew to identify wanted criminals among the passengers and also encouraged passengers to report on each other.

When passing by here, Angel quickly found the wanted poster that belonged to her. After more than ten days of wind and rain, the paper with her appearance and bounty printed on it had turned a little yellow. This kind of wanted poster without a portrait was not taken seriously because almost no one could recognize the corresponding target on the street. Therefore, other wanted posters had been posted above her, blocking most of the content.

"'Flame' Danitz... life or death, 4,800 pounds..."

One of the passengers standing nearby read out the contents of a wanted poster posted at the top, then chuckled softly:

"Hey, wasn't this 'Flame' only worth 3,000 pounds a few days ago? Why did the price go up?"

He pointed to the old wanted poster in the corner that hadn't been torn off yet.

Angel slowed down his pace and listened carefully.

"I heard he tricked 'Iron' McVitie and his men into leaving Bayam and killing them all."

"Where did you hear that?"

another passenger asked curiously.

"The newspaper won't publish it, but I heard from a friend that there were over ten bodies at the scene, most of them charred. This guy must have done it. Of course, there's said to be a powerful bounty hunter helping him, but he's a very secretive person, so most of the 'credit' is attributed to Danitz."

"Then this guy has become a famous pirate!"

Exclamations of admiration filled with envy and jealousy rang out.

Hearing that Klein was not wanted for this matter, Angel smiled secretly, felt relieved, and prepared to leave.

"Big pirate, that's him?" The passenger who'd just called "a friend" continued to sneer. "It's only 4,800 pounds, not even five figures... Just yesterday, Vice Admiral Disease's flagship, the Black Death, appeared near Bayam. I heard the army was worried about the enemy approaching the city, so they dispatched several warships. I wonder if a fight broke out.

"That 'Vice Admiral of Disease' Tracy has a bounty of 25,000 pounds in Loen alone!"