Chapter 384 Meal
"Or first?"
Klein, seemingly still reeling from the previous conversation, repeated doubtfully. (Performance)
"How about we go for a stroll on the deck first?"
Angel replied with a chuckle, catching a glimpse of disappointment on Klein's face that even the Faceless Man's abilities couldn't suppress.
He stood up suddenly from the sofa.
At that moment, Angel almost thought that this crazy adventurer was going to practice the true meaning of role-playing here, but Klein simply took his suitcase, went into the master bedroom, took out his clothes and necessary items, and arranged them, and then returned to the living room.
"Come on, let's go to the restaurant."
He said in a flat tone.
Why did you turn back into Klein mode again? Angel conveyed his thoughts with his eyes.
"Even a crazy adventurer would show kindness and tenderness to a beautiful lady..."
Klein noticed Angel's confusion and added new traits to "German" without thinking.
"Well, beautiful lady?"
"Ah, it's the beautiful Miss Ann... Angelica."
Klein explained hurriedly.
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The two of them first walked around the upper deck, familiarizing themselves with the ship's surroundings, before slowly making their way to the luxurious dining room exclusively for first-class passengers. This dining room boasted the best views aboard the White Agate, with rows of large portholes on both sides, providing excellent lighting and an elegant environment. In the corner, a violinist played melodious music, making Angel feel as if he had returned to Backlund's aristocratic salon.
Tables of all sizes can seat hundreds of people, but at this time only one-third of the seats are occupied by first-class passengers. Different tables are separated by screens or cabinets to ensure a certain degree of privacy.
Angel and Klein chose a table by the window and sat down. Following the waiter's recommendation, they ordered dishes such as lamb stewed with peas, foie gras baked in red wine, and vegetable salad. In the hands of the chef, these fresh ingredients were transformed into delicacies that were no less than those in a high-end hotel, allowing the two people who had just had a casual breakfast to feast on them.
"I've made this dish before," Klein said suddenly, scooping a spoonful of tender lamb onto the plate in front of him. "At that time, I had just graduated, and my family relied entirely on Benson's income. We could only eat meat twice a week, but the delicious blend of coarse salt, black pepper, and lamb is more unforgettable than any chef's cooking."
His eyes were a little out of focus, and he was obviously thinking about his life in Tingen City with Melissa and Benson.
"After we resolve the Zangwill issue, we can continue to live together. I will definitely try the lamb stew you make then."
Angel smiled and comforted her, but she knew that the best way to protect Benson and Melissa was to forget them. Klein did the same. Even when "0-08" had left Backlund, he suppressed his emotions and did not recognize the brother and sister he met by chance.
To solve this problem, I'm afraid the only way is...
She soaked some gravy with soft bread and put it into her mouth, forcing herself to turn her thoughts back to the delicious food in front of her and temporarily forget these melancholy things.
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After the meal, Angel, who was enjoying dessert, found that the door leading to the bow was opened. A middle-aged man in a dark red coat and a boat hat walked into the restaurant with several sailors in formal attire and came to the center.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm the captain of the White Onyx, Ireland Kaag," the man said loudly, drawing the attention of everyone who was eating or had already put down their tableware. "These are my first mate, second mate, and boatswain..."
He pointed at the crew members and sailors behind him and introduced them one by one, then bowed with a smile.
"During the next nine days of our trip, I hope everyone can abide by the rules on board, enjoy this relatively short journey, and arrive at their destination safely."
Ireland began to introduce the rules on the ship, such as no fighting, no destruction of public property, etc. Angel thought it was an ordinary meeting, but soon felt the faint majesty emanating from this middle-aged man. With his resounding "rules", people felt that "they must be obeyed".
She immediately thought of the bounty hunter she was familiar with, Hugh Dilcha, a Beyonder of the Arbitrator Path. He had possessed similar Beyonder abilities since Sequence 9, able to inject the power of submission into his words and actions.
It seemed like the captain had no intention of concealing his Beyonder identity... That's right, ordinary people would only see him as majestic and would voluntarily abide by the ship's regulations. And if there were Beyonders among the passengers, they would also know that the captain was not to be trifled with and would restrain their words and actions...
She looked around the restaurant and found that almost all the passengers were listening carefully to the arbitrator's words. Even the family of four and their entourage who occupied the entire table when she boarded the ship stopped their knives and forks and looked towards the center of the restaurant. It was obvious that Captain Ireland had achieved his goal.
"As expected, the Arbitrator's abilities are well-suited to this situation... Um, what are you doing?"
Angel sighed softly and looked at Klein on the other side of the table, only to find that he was frowning and seemed to be lost in thought as he looked at the captain who was about to leave after announcing the rules.
"I'm wondering, if I wanted to achieve the same effect, to shock everyone and make them obey my orders, what method should I use?" Klein turned around and said in a low voice. "For example, firing a pistol at the ceiling, or making some exaggerated noises?"
"The whole restaurant would be empty in an instant, like a can of wolffish."
"That's true..."
The "crazy" adventurer nodded in agreement and returned his gaze to the plate in front of him. However, as if frightened by the words "canned wolffish", he put down his knife and fork after a moment's hesitation.
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After lunch, most of the passengers in the restaurant came to the entertainment room on the same floor, where there were common entertainment activities such as billiards and poker. Passengers who knew each other or not could quickly become friends through these games.
But, billiards?
After several hours of sailing, the White Agate had already left the coast. The gradually increasing wind and waves caused the large ship to rock slightly. While it wouldn't cause seasickness, it would probably be devastating to the precise aiming required for a game of billiards...
She curiously went to the table to study it, and soon discovered that the table top here was different from the ones she usually saw. The surface fuzz was much thicker, which would reduce the rolling distance of the ball, but could also effectively prevent interference from wind and waves. Several men were quite interested in this new experience and quickly occupied two tables.
When Angel returned to Klein, he was surprised to find him chatting with a man in his thirties wearing a long trench coat.
It was the bodyguard of the family of four... Angel recognized the man's identity and did not disturb them. Instead, he secretly listened to a conversation and found that the two were communicating with each other... Adventure experience?
Klein spoke less and listened more, while the former adventurer and current bodyguard named Cleves was a bit talkative. He approached Klein, a guy who looked a bit dangerous, because he was worried about his employer's safety on the ship. Now he kept telling about his adventures, which made Angel somewhat suspicious of his purpose.
Seeing Klein's gaze, she nodded and walked to the side, not wanting to interrupt the conversation between the two adventurers.
However, Cleves didn't seem to realize that besides "German Sparrow", there was another dangerous person on board...
She stood by a porthole, looking at the sea outside which had turned azure blue, feeling a little sad.
Two days ago, she was successfully promoted to the Witch of Pain, which not only improved Angel's previous extraordinary abilities such as frost, black flame and curse, but also gave her a new ability - disease.
This allows her to quickly make all living things sick within a fairly wide range centered on herself. Initially, the symptoms are just itching, fever, coughing, etc. If she doesn't leave in time or take appropriate measures, it will turn into serious diseases such as severe pneumonia within a minute, and at most three minutes, she will die from fatal diseases such as myocardial infarction and cerebral thrombosis.
To be precise, if she exerts her full strength, any creature within a radius of 50 meters will die instantly. If they are in a relatively closed building, the speed will be further accelerated.
Now, in the middle of the White Onyx, if this ability was activated, apart from Klein, who could use a fire jump to escape the ship, everyone else would probably be doomed. In less than five minutes, this ship carrying hundreds of passengers, sailing on the sea, would be transformed into a large coffin... As far as she knew, no other Sequence 5 could achieve such a high killing efficiency...
Angel thought gloomily, and an urge to "give it a try" arose in his heart.
After being forcibly promoted in Backlund's East District, she controlled this ability, amplified by the sapphire ring, causing hundreds of thousands of people to contract non-fatal itching and pharyngitis, allowing her to pre-emptively perform the "pain" sequence, so that the potion had already been partially digested. If she had actively used the plague to kill hundreds of people on this ship...
No!
Angel quickly killed this dangerous idea.
Even at Sequence 9, she hadn't attempted to harm innocent lives in order to digest the potion and speed up her advancement, let alone now that she had firmly reached Sequence 5.
After suppressing the instinctive temptation brought by the potion, she felt a little relieved and found that the sea outside the window was much bluer.
"Sister, it's dangerous near the window. Be careful not to fall down."
A slightly innocent voice sounded beside her. Angel turned her head and saw that it was the little boy she had met at the boarding gate before. He was wearing a child's tuxedo that was not suitable for his age, and he looked up at Angel curiously.
“Denton! Be careful!” Her older sister, a girl about the same age as Melissa but with a completely different personality, quickly stepped forward, pulled Denton over, and protected her. “Her expression just now was so scary!”
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