Chapter 550 Enter
"I once angered your captain, so she must hate me and won't say a word to me. What's the point of your hostility towards me?
"But Hermann is different. He's confident about this rescue operation and should be able to retrieve Vice Admiral Iceberg. And will Edwina have a favorable impression of him?
"Think about it, a whole crew of sailors, all failing at the critical moment, have to rely on an outsider to save them. And this outsider is handsome, decisive, has a kind of cold beauty, and has reached the strength of a pirate admiral. Will she..."
Anderson's words were filled with devilish temptation, causing Danitz, Blue, Jodson, and the others to angrily deny it at first. Then their expressions froze, and they finally cast their gazes thoughtfully towards the tightly closed door of the captain's cabin.
This guy, I've only been away for ten minutes, and he's already starting to sow discord between the Golden Dream and Klein. Could this be related to the Hunter Path's Sequence 6 "Conspirator" ability... Angel took a deep breath and walked forward. His boots made a heavy sound on the wooden floor, attracting everyone's attention.
"But I heard that you and Edwina were classmates for several years, even deskmates. This is the age when women yearn for wonderful love the most... and many women have special feelings for 'bad men'..."
Although Angel didn't know whether Anderson had ever sat at the same table with Edwina, it didn't stop her from using her "instigation" ability to exaggerate the situation and draw the sailors' attention to herself with just a few words.
Now, it’s a showdown between the “instigator” and the “conspirator”!
"Furthermore, Danitz, you should have only informed German, but he resolutely followed us. Was it out of friendship for our former classmates, or did he have some ulterior motive... He directed your attention to German, perhaps hoping to take advantage of the situation?"
Seeing that Anderson looked a little nervous and wanted to speak, she hurriedly continued.
Almost instantly, Angel felt the way the sailors looked at him change, from being amazed at his new outfit to being wary and cautious of Anderson.
The "singer" Orpheus pushed Anderson away from the door of the captain's room and stood guard at the door himself. The other sailors also looked at him eagerly, making Anderson speechless and looking at Angel helplessly.
"No... I only notified Gehrman, but why did you come along too..." Danitz had originally joined the other sailors in pushing towards the "public enemy" Anderson, but suddenly came to his senses. "I understand. You're afraid of Gehrman Sparrow... that..."
He pointed at Angel, frowning slightly, unable to think of any words to describe it.
"An extramarital affair."
Anderson, who had been pushed into a corner, suddenly spoke up to remind him.
"Yes, yes, an extramarital affair! In that case, Hermann should be safe!"
Danitz clapped his hands and spoke loudly.
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After bringing Grossel's Travels back to the captain's cabin from the gray fog, Klein expertly removed any traces of the ritual and performed a reverse divination with a paper figurine. He then looked out the porthole at the sky, which had grown dim and was almost at night.
"It took about half an hour, but we've confirmed that Edwina has been sucked into this travelogue... Now the question is, who should we get in to test it?"
He muttered, looking towards the door of the captain's room, and was surprised to find that there was dead silence outside.
Walking forward and opening the locked door, Klein arrived at the corridor in front of it.
"Flame" Danitz's hands and feet were bound by invisible silk threads, hanging upside down from the corridor ceiling. His short golden hair hung naturally, making him look like an angry hedgehog.
But his expression at this moment was full of panic and despair, his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was recalling some embarrassing moment.
Ah, I remember now. When he was monitoring the Blood Admiral's radio, he was angered by Arrodes's question and wanted to blow up the receiver, but Angel hung him up like this. He was worried that the secret buried deep in his heart would be exposed, so he didn't even dare to resist... Klein's eyes quickly swept across the people in the corridor and paused for a moment on Angel, who was wearing a shirt that exposed his chest and tight trousers and had an annoyed look on his face.
The other sailors clearly had a moment of verbal resistance, but under the might of the "Shipbreaker" and their concern for the captain's safety, they did not lash out. They simply squeezed Anderson into a corner and used cold violence against him. When they saw Klein come out, they all cast expectant glances at him.
"Any clues?"
Blue, the first mate wearing a monocle, broke the silence and asked.
"I need an assistant who is willing to sacrifice."
Klein nodded first, then spoke.
This meant not only were there clues, but also that a rescue operation was very likely imminent... Everyone reacted immediately and looked towards Danitz, who was hanging upside down from the ceiling, his face flushed red from congestion.
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A moment later, the door opened again. Angel looked inside and found that Danitz, who had just been sent in, had disappeared without a trace.
This means that Klein has successfully "recreated" Edwina's disappearance. Next, he needs to find a way to rescue them both... Angel, who has already seen the clues from the abnormality in "Groselle's Travels" and Klein's behavior, thought secretly.
"Next, I will try to save your captain. This will be a long ceremony and cannot be interrupted..."
Klein pushed his hat up and spoke seriously.
"You need to supervise each other and not allow anyone to enter the captain's room. Otherwise, there is a high probability that Edwina Edwards will die."
After a brief exchange of bewilderment, Danitz's "successful disappearance" gave the sailors enough confidence. Blue Walls, the highest-ranking first mate present, nodded and replied:
"I will arrange for two people to be on duty, supervise each other, and not let anyone in."
He glanced at Anderson Hood in the corner and suddenly asked, "Do you want to lock him up for a while?"
"He's with me."
Klein replied calmly, pushed open the door of the captain's room again, and returned to the enclosed space.
It seems that my "instigation" just now played a significant role... Angel chuckled and followed him into the room.
After Anderson, who was mumbling something, followed him in, she locked the door, tied the door handle repeatedly with invisible silk thread, and summoned ice to seal the doors and windows. This way, even if someone tried to force their way in, the noise would be loud enough for everyone on the ship to hear.
"So, Edwina really entered this 'Groselle's Travels'?"
Looking at the empty desk and the only book bound in yellow-brown parchment on it, Angel looked at Klein and asked.
"Yes, I confirmed this through divination," Klein nodded, his hand stroking the cover of the travelogue. "The way to enter is to smear your own blood on the cover."
After saying that, he looked at Anderson, who was standing there in a daze, as if he had just figured out what was happening. He made a "please" gesture and continued:
"The title of 'Strongest Hunter' perhaps still lacks some impressive achievements, such as... successfully hunting a giant dragon?"
Anderson obviously didn't believe this and a frivolous smile appeared on his face.
"I'm a treasure hunter, a pirate hunter, but not a dragon hunter... Legends say dragons are always associated with treasure. Not only are you not tempted, but you're also giving me the opportunity?"
Why did this guy become so cowardly when he should have been reckless... Angel already understood Klein's intentions, but seeing Anderson's stubbornness, he couldn't help but say:
"If you don't want to, then we can only solve your problem first."
The highest level of the other sailors on the ship was only Sequence 6. It wasn't safe to keep an eye on this Sequence 5 "Strongest Hunter"... Throw him on a deserted island and assign a team to watch over him. Perhaps it would be feasible for the "Golden Dream" to leave first... She pondered this and exchanged a cold look with Klein.
"Wait, wait a minute, I'm suddenly interested!" Anderson's gaze quickly swept across their faces. He slapped his head, forced a bright smile, and said quickly, "Dragon Hunter, that sounds intimidating... I mean, intimidating."
He took the initiative to walk to the side of "Groselle's Travels", picked up the ceremonial knife, pressed it against his palm, and gently scratched it, letting blood drip down the handle. Then he put the knife down and placed his palm directly on the thick dark brown cover.
"You're going to put blood on it, right? How much? And on the back, too?"
I feel like he's the type who becomes talkative when under pressure...
Angel watched Anderson chattering to himself in silence. Just as he was about to start smearing the blood, his figure suddenly became illusory and disappeared from their sight in less than a second.
"That solves the last problem..." Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He took the knife, wiped the still-dry blood with paper, folded it, and put it away. Then he looked at Angel, "You stay in the captain's cabin. I'll go in and find them, then rescue Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina."
"There are sailors guarding the door," Angel frowned and snatched the knife from Klein's hand. "And if I understand correctly, after you enter Groselle's Travels, you have to deal with the 'King of the North' before you can return, right?"
Before Klein could speak, she had already placed the blade against her palm. After a moment's hesitation, she slashed it, creating a cut across her palm.
Seeing her actions, Klein pursed his lips. There seemed to be a fierce struggle going on in his mind. After a moment, he nodded.
"...Okay, let's go in together."
He took the knife stained with Angel's blood and used the same method to transfer the blood to another piece of paper and put it away. He then moved the blade across the back of his hand, his eyes narrowed, his head tilted to the side, and the muscles on his face were tense.
"No wonder you let them go in first. Otherwise, your 'acting' would be ruined after seeing this scene."
Angel chuckled and placed his palm on the cover of Groselle's Travels, which had become clean again after absorbing Anderson's blood.
"...I'm already a 'Puppet Master'..."
Klein's body stiffened as he slowly replied, his hands no longer hesitating as he exerted force.
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The wind whistled in his ears, and the cold invaded his whole body. Klein's eyes blurred, and he found himself in an endless expanse of ice and snow.
Even though he was wearing a thick windbreaker and had prepared himself mentally, the sight of snowflakes and cold wind blowing in his face still made his muscles stiffen. He bent over slightly and held his hands tightly to his chest.
After adjusting to the temperature, Klein opened his squinting eyes and looked around.
Beside him, there was no Danitz, no Anderson, and no trace of Angel.
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