Chapter 414 Double the Bounty
When he came out of the bathroom, Klein found Angel half-lying on the sofa, one hand resting on the floor, looking a little drowsy.
Hearing his footsteps, the witch, who looked exhausted but increasingly seductive, half-opened her eyes and looked over.
"Do you want me to help you?"
Klein chuckled, and without waiting for an answer, he reached out and put his arm around Angel's waist, lifting her up.
As if awakened at this moment, Angel began to struggle in his arms. However, her exhausted flailing limbs were more of a temptation than a resistance, allowing Klein to feel for the first time the physical advantage of the "Fortune Teller" path.
The thoughts in his heart that he didn't even want to face became active again.
Holding the soft and fragrant body in his arms, he walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and approached the warm double bed with a bang.
"Wait a minute, you are... taking advantage of someone's misfortune..."
Realizing what was about to happen, Angel struggled violently, but his hands kept caressing Klein's exposed skin, causing both of their body temperatures to rise rapidly and their faces to gradually turn red.
It’s because of the “Ring of Madness”… she thought a little shyly.
"Didn't you say last night that I could only be down there forever?"
Klein's true intentions were revealed. He smiled smugly and threw Angel onto the soft bed.
"last night……"
Angel was a little confused. She wasn't in Trier last night...
Seeing a cute expression of confusion on her blushing face, Klein finally lost his patience, took off his vest, and unbuttoned his shirt. Just as he was about to put his "evil plan" into practice, he suddenly remembered that half an hour ago he had asked "Flame" Danitz to wait in the next room, ready to help him deal with the "fake Angel" matter at any time.
He shouldn't dare to continue eavesdropping, right?
Klein subconsciously stopped his movements, fished out a copper penny from his trouser pocket, and with a "ding" sound, he made a quick divination.
If the number is up, I'll go over there immediately...
The crazy adventurer German Sparrow had just woken up from him. Taking advantage of his moment of distraction, Angel stretched out his thigh, hooked it around Klein's waist and back, and rolled him down on the bed. He then changed his position and pressed down on the other's shoulders with his hands, which had barely recovered some strength.
"Wait, wait a minute, your power..."
With an exclamation, Hermann instantly degenerated into a bewildered "fortune teller".
Pop.
The ignored coin fell to the ground, with George III, wearing a crown and a beard, facing upwards, the only witness of this "battle".
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Dear Mr. Azik:
"After several days, I'm writing to you again because I have a question that urgently needs an answer. I need your extensive knowledge and even your past memories to help me...
"This is a complex ritual symbol discovered at an ancient human sacrifice site on Bansy Island. It brought Angel from Bansy Harbor to the Trier Catacombs thousands of miles away, and returned her to Bansy three days later at the same time she left. The symbol is incomplete, and the missing parts are on the next page to prevent it from taking effect directly...
"This ritual is related to the dramatic weather changes on Bansi Island. It also caused the fall of a Storm Church bishop, the deaths of several local residents, and the separation of the dead, each transforming into a monster that attacks people... This is very similar to the power of the 'Death' realm. Perhaps you recognize this symbol and have heard of similar rituals?
"In addition, Angel encountered an extraordinary event in the underground catacombs of Trier. It's said that the catacombs, which date back to the Fourth Epoch, possess a power that can erase a person's body and all memories of it. Only by lighting a white candle can one avoid its damage. However, the local government and church not only didn't prevent ordinary people from entering or seal this power, they even included it as a tourist attraction.
"This is very unusual. Perhaps it's a move to seal this power. However, the members of the 'Eighth Bureau' who are tracking Angel have mentioned several interesting names. You may be familiar with them: 'Night Pillar', 'Chrismena', 'Marianne', 'Leius'...
"While awaiting your response, Angel and I will be traveling to Bayam in the Rorsted Archipelago, where we will spend a longer period of time celebrating the New Year. I wish you a Happy New Year in advance, and I wish you a safe journey.
"Your student and friend, Klein Moretti."
After handing the pen to Angel and watching her carefully trace the symbols and patterns from her memory onto the blank space on the letter paper, Klein blew the copper whistle, summoning the skeleton messenger, who was taller than an entire cabin floor. He stuffed the letter into an envelope and handed it over.
The latter's eye sockets, burning with dark flames, flickered as he looked at Angel. After a few seconds, he quickly disintegrated, and his bones fell to the ground and disappeared.
The two people with psychic vision looked at each other. They both noticed the abnormality of the messenger and became more wary of the ancient sacrifices and hidden powers on Bansi Island. However, the matter had already come to Angel, and the only thing they could do was to find the answer.
"I hope Mr. Azik can answer these questions. In his last correspondence with me, he mentioned that he had recovered some memories, memories from the distant Fourth Epoch..."
Klein put away the whistle and spoke softly.
Angel knew that this powerful Beyonder, who had once been Klein's teacher and had later awakened the memories of countless cycles of life and death, might actually be over a thousand years old, and he had certain expectations about this.
"Fortunately, the White Agate is about to leave port. At least in the short term, we shouldn't have to worry about the hidden power here. Perhaps the Church of Storms will come and resolve this matter before Mr. Azik replies."
She looked out the window at the Bansi Port, which no longer had the eerie atmosphere of last night under the rising sun, and at the residents who were greeting each other with smiles on their faces, and sighed.
"It's a shame you can only stay in your room these few days and can't enjoy the restaurant's delicious food..." Klein said with a chuckle. Then, Angel poked him in the ribs. He straightened his back as if he had received an electric shock. "I brought it back for you. Stop poking me. Aren't you exhausted?"
When talking about the car accident last night, there was some indignation in his tone.
Angel, who had planned not to show up on the White Onyx because of Captain Ireland's "inadvertent" warning, poked him even harder when he heard this.
"There's another way. Before the White Agate sets sail, go to the Sea Breeze Church in Bansy Harbor, hand over your Shepherding Beyonder, and acknowledge your identity as a Nightwatchman of the Church of Evernight. See if you can gain their forgiveness."
With a mixture of pain and amusement on his face, Klein suggested.
"Looking at their attitude, it might not be easy. I might be detained temporarily, waiting for the Church of Evernight to come and take me away..."
Angel curled her lips, not quite believing that the grumpy Storm Church believers would let her go on the spot.
"Besides, since you're planning on playing the role of 'crazy adventurer' anyway, why not..." She rolled her eyes and thought of a desperate solution, "Let's compete to see who has the highest bounty above the Five Seas?"
"Bounty..."
Upon hearing this word, Klein's eyes lit up. He didn't know whether it was because of his anticipation for his own worth, or because he thought of the various numbers he had seen on the notice board in Damir Port.
"That's a good idea. Besides, there's a famous pirate next door worth 3,000 pounds. He doesn't sound like he's done anything bad, but..."
“When we get to Bayam, we can…”
The two men's voices became increasingly lower, as if they were afraid of being heard by "Flame" Danitz, who was just across the wall.
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On the evening of Friday, December 24th, Bayam, the "City of Generosity".
Carrying his luggage in one hand and holding up his cap with the other, Danitz left the dock where the White Agate was docked, looking back every few steps.
He was worried that Hermann and Angelica might come back or follow him secretly, so he deliberately took a long detour, leading the pursuers, who he didn't know whether they existed, in circles several times before finally returning to the dock.
No one would have thought that the Golden Dream's contact point in Bayam was located at the largest dock... Danitz thought with some pride.
When he passed by the notice board standing by the main road of the dock, he subconsciously looked up and soon found his share of the "bounty", a full 3,000 pounds.
This amount is enough for many pirates to retire with satisfaction, but it can only be ranked in the middle or lower reaches among countless bounty notices. Those who are lower than him are those second-rate pirates, such as Captain Johnson of the "Red Skull" and First Mate Anderson, who would be scared to death when they see him.
Above him, from the "Mad Captain" Connors, who was worth 3,300 pounds, to the "Slayer" Gilchies, who was second only to the seven pirate generals and could be exchanged for 9,500 pounds, the wanted posters, some with hand-painted portraits, some with only a few words of description, were piled up layer by layer, making it a dizzying sight.
As for the bounties on pirate generals and pirate kings worth five figures or even hundreds of thousands of pounds, no one would even look at them. It's not that they are worthless, but their reputations are no longer something people would take chances on.
After quickly browsing the wanted poster as usual, Danitz was about to move on when he suddenly found a wanted poster with the Storm Holy Emblem of the Church of the Storm printed on it. The paper and layout style were completely different from those of other pirate wanted posters.
"Suspected of murdering the Church of Storms bishop and stealing high-value items. A reward of 6,000 pounds is offered. Light blonde hair, purple eyes, and a white feather on her hat... Angelica... Thatch?"
Reading the words on the wanted poster, Danitz was stunned.
During his last three days on the White Agate, he hardly saw this kind-looking, but cold-hearted woman. The several passengers rescued that night also remained silent, avoiding talking about what happened that day. This made Danitz almost think that the terrifying night in Bansy Harbor was just a bad joke, a not-so-interesting touch at the end of his vacation.
But when Bayam, who was hundreds of miles away from Bansy, saw the wanted poster, he realized that the vision in Bansy Harbor still hid many secrets that he was completely unaware of.
but……
"Bullshit! 6,000 pounds is equivalent to two of me!"
He cursed under his breath, then subconsciously shrank his neck and looked around, as if he was back to those frustrating days on the White Agate.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, he adjusted his hat and left quickly.
Not to mention 6,000 pounds, even if it were worth another zero, Danitz wouldn't dare to target those two people.
Behind him, the fresh wanted poster was taken from the bulletin board by an invisible hand, crumpled into a ball, and with a "humph", thrown into the trash nearby.
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