Chapter 436 Tracy
Admiral of Disease, Tracy?
Hearing this name that was somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar, Angel stopped again.
She thought about it briefly and remembered that this was a famous pirate who took over the fleet after Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilingos died in Backlund. He changed his name from "Disease Girl" to "Vice Admiral Disease" and became one of the seven pirate generals.
Since she had only recently become a general, her bounty was even less than that of Vice Admiral Iceberg, who had a better reputation and rarely harmed innocent people during raids. It was only 25,000 pounds. Of course, this was equivalent to five "Flame" Danitz, and that was after the price was increased.
Most importantly, she had heard this name during the battle to hunt "Iron" McVitie, when one of McVitie's men mistook her for "Tracy", most likely because of the "disease" ability she displayed at the time.
Therefore, there was a high probability that this pirate general was a Sequence 5 Witch of Pain... This was also consistent with the average strength of a "Pirate General."
She was somewhat interested and continued to listen to the conversation between several passengers, but it seemed that because the topic involved a female pirate general, the focus of the conversation quickly diverged and went in a direction that even Angel had not expected.
"I heard that this pirate admiral was incredibly beautiful. Not only were the crews of her flagship, the Black Death, and other ships envious of her, but even many of her enemies willingly sought death just to see her before they died. However, these individuals often inexplicably fell seriously ill in her presence, or even died painfully before they could even see her."
The abilities of "pleasure" and "pain"... Angel nodded secretly, further confirming the other party's approach to potions.
"Why would such a powerful pirate come near Bayam? Will she rob our ship?"
"That's not bad, though. I've long wanted to see if she truly lives up to the rumors... But unfortunately, Bayam's naval garrison should have already driven away the lone ship, the Black Death. Furthermore, Bayam is the capital of the colony, so no pirate would risk the threat of coastal artillery approaching. Perhaps she's simply searching for something nearby."
After hearing the topic turn to what legendary treasure Vice Admiral Disease was looking for, Angel left the deck without much interest and soon found his own first-class suite in the upper cabin.
The cabins here were much simpler than those on the White Agate. Even the first-class cabins were just a simple combination of a living room, bedroom, and bathroom. However, the "Blue Mountain Rose" was originally a short-distance ship that sailed between the Medium Island and Bayam, with a voyage of only three days, so Angel didn't care much about the living environment.
Even the first-class cabins were like this, not to mention the second- and third-class cabins below. When Angel bought the ticket, he learned that the most rudimentary third-class cabin was an eight-person room with bunk beds and a shared bathroom. The restaurant could not accommodate all the passengers, so they had to dine in batches.
Yet, the ship was still packed with passengers traveling back and forth between the two places, especially on the route from Bayam to Mid-Range Island. Countless young people, armed with dreams and money they had managed to scrape together, set out from the Rorsted Archipelago, passing Mid-Range Island, and boarding a ship bound for Balam on the Southern Continent, dreaming of becoming rich overnight in the colony there.
"I'm the same way... Isn't it that I'm looking for the 'Gazing One' just to save money on the main ingredients for the potion? This is also a kind of fantasy of getting rich quickly..."
Analyzing his own mentality of venturing to the Middle Range Island, Angel smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, but when he thought about the money he had saved with great difficulty, even if he added the money that Audrey and "Eye of Wisdom" Isengard had not yet paid back, he could not afford to buy a single potion ingredient, and the faint smile on his face quickly disappeared.
Furthermore, even if there truly were "Gazing Ones" near the Mid-Range Island, these Beyonders, capable of counter-divination and traversing the spiritual realm and reality, wouldn't necessarily be easy to deal with. Considering the price of a Sequence 5 Beyonder's characteristic is only around £8,000, while the main ingredient for a Sequence 4 potion would inevitably exceed £10,000, based on the price and difficulty of obtaining it, these creatures would likely be no easier to deal with than a Sequence 5 Beyonder...
While taking out the clothes and items from his suitcase and sorting them into categories, Angel sighed, as if all the cash in his pocket had been thrown into a bottomless pit called "Sequence 4".
Just as she was using the hanger in the bedroom closet to hang up her clothes, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the closet. A black cat, much larger than an ordinary domestic cat, rushed out, first stepped on Angel's shoulder, and then fell onto the soft bed, rolling and stopping.
Next time I have to remind it not to emerge from the shadows, otherwise I won't be able to resist treating it as an enemy and chopping it down with my sword...
Angel complained inwardly as he looked at Ms. Winsa, the black cat from the spirit world who had made a contract with him to become his messenger. The cat stretched out its limbs, made a "meow" sound whose gender was difficult to tell, and then slowly crawled over from the bed.
"Who asked you to deliver the message?"
She asked doubtfully. The only people who knew how to summon their own messengers were Klein and Mr. Azik, who were present at the contract signing, and there was no place on this black cat to hide a letter.
"The younger one said, 'Be careful on the road. Vice Admiral Disease's ship recently appeared west of Bayam. If you're attacked, you can try to seek Mr. Azik's help. Also, I asked Ms. Wenza, and after I summoned it, it will remember my location. You can have it send me messages at any time."
After imitating Klein's tone and speaking the entire message, the black cat Wensa gracefully turned around, wagged its tail, jumped up from the bed, and dived into the sudden water ripples in the air, disappearing without a trace.
Messengers are really convenient, but the sender still needs to set up a summoning ceremony, which is not conducive to communication in emergency situations... Angel sighed, looking at the place where Wensa entered the spirit world, and began to think about how to solidify the ritual of summoning messengers onto an object like Azik's copper whistle, so as to replace the troublesome summoning ceremony.
Moreover, recalling Wensa's appearance and disappearance just now, she always felt a sense of familiarity. It was the déjà vu brought to her by the magic potion in her body, as if...
"Could it be that before Wenza went to the spirit world, he was a cat that took the 'Assassin' potion?"
Angel frowned and muttered to himself.
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After putting away her belongings, Angel casually strolled around the crowded and bustling steamer and found that compared to the wonderful journey she had on the White Agate, the exclusive restaurant in the first-class cabin that only offered a fixed menu, and the small entertainment room on the Blue Mountain Rose, would make her solo sea travel boring.
Therefore, she quickly returned to her suite, sat down by the sea-facing window, took out a textbook in the ancient Feysac language, and began to study diligently.
After being slightly discouraged by the multilingual black cat Wensa, she began to think about learning another language. Ancient Feysac, which she had a certain foundation in and was very useful in communicating with spiritual beings, became her first choice.
Unfortunately, some things cannot be achieved simply by hard work. Angel, who was wandering in the ocean of knowledge, soon drowned. She pushed the book away dizzily, her mind filled with various words that she had memorized by rote with the memory of an extraordinary person, almost turning her thoughts into a mess.
Fortunately, I managed to get through a boring afternoon and managed to memorize quite a few words...
Looking at the gradually dimming sunlight outside the window, Angel put on the Madness Ring and left the room in the appearance of "Erin Watson" that no one knew on the sea. He went to the restaurant and chose grilled beef short ribs and fruit salad from the not-so-rich menu. Then, he spent the after-meal time listening to the passengers around him commenting on the pirates' "Four Kings" and "Seven Generals" while watching the sea scenery outside the window turn from sunset to crimson moonlight.
Angel walked slowly back to the first-class cabin and was about to open the door of the suite when suddenly his inner spirit and the magic mirror placed close to his body gave out not-so-strong danger warnings.
The danger on the boat... Could it be that my "good luck" pistol is working again?
She thought with some worry.
During her time with Klein, she had almost forgotten about this magical item with its extremely unstable negative effects. Now, remembering how she often damaged hired carriages in Backlund, she couldn't help but stop.
Only after the spiritual warning completely dissipated did she take a deep breath and slowly open the door.
The porthole facing the sea was tightly closed, and there were no candles in the room. It was pitch black at this time, but Angel's dark vision still allowed her to easily spot a figure crouching in the corner of the living room.
The strange woman, wearing a hood and a cloak that was clinging to her body and slightly wet, seemed to have just climbed onto the Blue Mountain Rose from the sea. Her pair of emerald green eyes, like gemstones, were fixed on Angel at the door, reminding the latter of Miss Justice from the Tarot Club.
But the sharp dagger in her hand destroyed this imagination. Audrey would not be so rude as to break into someone else's house and hide in the corner with a weapon...
Angel evaluated this in his heart, pretending to be unaware as he walked into the living room, reaching out to light the candle on the candlestick.
Just as the candlelight lit and the door behind him closed, a figure rushed out from the corner like lightning, and the dagger stabbed at Angel with a dazzling brilliance reflecting the candlelight, and stopped steadily in front of her neck.
During this process, the hood on the woman's head flipped back due to her rapid sprint, and her bright red hair looked as if stained with blood. Her facial skin had a healthy sun-tanned color, but it was still delicate and beautiful. Her green eyes looked at Angel coldly with a hint of murderous intent.
"Don't act rashly. I checked your luggage. There are pistol bullets and tools for making spells. You're a Beyonder, so you should know there are many ways to kill you before you can even call for help."
Her voice was hoarse, and she seemed a little tired from not eating or drinking for a long time, but her words were still full of threats.
But Angel just wanted to laugh when she heard it. The dagger in front of her neck was entangled by invisible silk threads. Even if the red-haired lady tried to move forward even an inch, she would find that the dagger was no longer under her control.
If she hadn't wanted to see what this hidden stranger was going to do, she could have just moved her fingers and the silk threads that had spread throughout the room when she stepped into the living room would have made the other person lose all ability to move.
"Okay, okay, what are you going to do?"
Her tone was panicked, like a rookie Beyonder who was helpless under the threat of a sharp weapon.
"It's simple. I'll stay in your room for a few days. You'll order room service to bring you three meals a day. Don't leave my sight. Once the ship docks, I'll let you go."
Speaking of meals, the red-haired lady licked her dry lips involuntarily.
She sounded like a stowaway who had sneaked onto the Blue Mountain Rose... But she was damp and smelled of salty seawater, more like a murloc who had climbed aboard from the sea...
Thinking of the fish-man, Angel thought of the delicious grilled fish fillets and cheek meat. She wanted to lick her lips, but her professional ethics as an actor prevented her from doing so.
"I'll do whatever you say. Please put down the dagger first. I'm a little scared..."
He made a tearful expression and used the charm of "joy". Even with the ordinary face provided by the "Ring of Madness", Angel succeeded in making the red-haired lady hesitate and put down the dagger.
"Well, as long as you stay quiet and follow my orders, I'm not some pirate who kills and robs people." She sheathed her dagger back into the sheath at her waist and took off her still dripping cloak, revealing her red dress that clung to her body due to being soaked. "Now, it's time to fulfill your duties. Order room service to bring dinner for two."
Regardless of the wetness on her body, she sat down on the sofa by the window with a smile of victory on her face.
"You don't have to act like that. How dare you carry a gun with you? How could you be so afraid of a dagger? By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, Miss 'poor'." Feeling that she had a grasp of the situation, the red-haired woman said with a hint of sarcasm, "As for me, you can call me Elaine."
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