Chapter 752 After the Tarot Meeting
This news spread quickly. Mr. Azik took Klein and me to the new "Black Tulip" on Saturday, and on Monday, another pirate general got the news... Angel lamented the speed at which these rumors spread at sea and asked cautiously:
"What's the rumor?"
Cattleya pushed up her heavy glasses and recounted the news she had received from secret channels:
"Two days ago, when 'Admiral of Hell' Ludwell and his fleet were attempting to approach the Raging Sea in search of the God of Death's treasure, their flagship was invaded by two men and one woman. Among them were 'Golden Queen' Angelica Thatch, who had previously blown up half of the flagship, and 'Crazy Adventurer' German Sparrow, who also happened to be a 'Death Archon.' However, Ludwell offered no resistance and surrendered. He was taken away from the scene, and his flagship was reduced to palm-sized fragments that drifted into the depths of the Raging Sea, the very thing he had been obsessed with.
"As for the remaining fleet and crew, they were taken over by Mirella, who called himself the 'Messenger of Death.' He announced that Ludwell had paid his last respects with his own life for angering the 'Golden Queen.' The remaining ships and crew would not become enemies of the King of the Sea..."
This "Messenger of Death" who took over is actually a smart guy. He knows that even if he continues to be stubborn, he won't be able to do anything to me. Besides, I might find him one night and end up like Ludwell. So he simply uses public channels to surrender... Angel muttered, and when everyone else looked at him, he nodded and admitted:
"I destroyed the 'Black Tulip,' but 'Admiral of Hell' Ludwell is still alive, but... not in good condition."
She originally wanted to say that this unfortunate pirate general had become a puppet, but then she remembered that Klein needed to continue playing the role of "Puppet Master" in this capacity, so she lied a little.
Not in good condition? How could she be in good condition after becoming a "secret marionette"? That was basically the same as death, and even her soul wouldn't be freed... Cattleya, who knew a little more, had her eyes flickering beneath her thick glasses, but she didn't refute the "Queen's" words.
From the intelligence she had received and her own knowledge, she could guess that it was "World" Gehrman Sparrow who had turned the "Admiral of Hell" into a secret marionette, that it was the "Archon of Death" who had suppressed the pirate general and forced him to die voluntarily, and that it was naturally Miss "Queen" who had easily destroyed the "Black Tulip", which was protected by many rituals and items and was indestructible in naval battles.
The Queen deliberately omitted the third person, seemingly unwilling to mention this Sequence 2 companion. Could it be because he, no, “He” is also Mr. Fool’s Favored One?
As the Hermit pondered, the Hanged Man, who hadn't received any relevant information since leaving Bayam before the weekend, fell into a state of shock and emotion.
Starting with Vice Admiral Disease, one after another, the evil pirate generals and their flagships fell into the hands of this Tarot Club member. This was naturally helped by her magical ghost ship and the help of "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, but according to Alger's speculation, the act of dismantling the ship could only be done by Angelica Thatch alone.
No wonder my "Blue Avenger" behaved strangely, becoming timid and sensitive, while she was exploring the nameless island and looking for the "Gazing One". As a ghost ship from the Tudor era, it saw that the "Ship Destroyer" could easily destroy it, so its attitude changed?
Alger's thoughts diverged, and he gained a lot.
Perhaps when I have time, I can ask Miss Queen to board my ship again and use this threat to communicate with it, forcing it to reveal all its secrets. That would mean many hidden treasures of the Tudor Empire, and power at my fingertips... Hmm, after hearing that the Blood Emperor actually had a child with the Primordial Witch, I feel like I don't respect Him that much anymore...
The rest of the group underestimated the importance of this news due to their lack of knowledge about the "Pirate General," especially "Sun" Derrick, who had never even seen the sea, let alone a pirate.
Only the "magician" Fors fell into deep self-doubt. She suddenly realized that there were only a few pirate generals left that she could write about. Perhaps her pen pal's "The Great Adventurer Hermann Series" would soon reach a creative bottleneck.
Are we going to write about those pirate kings? They're all demigods. Will they find me one day through clues and kill me to silence me? No, that's not right. The "Queen" is already a demigod. She's the most dangerous factor!
Thinking of this, Fors shrank her neck and hid herself in the shadow of Justice, avoiding the sight of the Queen on her other side.
The latter looked over in confusion, not understanding why the Magician reacted so strongly. At this moment, Audrey, Justice, suddenly spoke:
"Respected Mr. Fool, I request to speak privately with the Queen."
After the Fool signaled, she immediately turned around and bowed deeply to Angel, her tone filled with regret that was difficult to conceal:
"I apologize again, Miss Queen. My excessive curiosity nearly exposed some of your secrets to the enemy."
It turned out to be an apology. I thought she had really found out something and was about to threaten him with something like, "Ms. Queen, you don't want Mr. World to know your secret, do you?" Angel muttered, and replied in a relaxed tone:
"This was not your intention. It was the work of the 'audience' demigod Hvin Rambis. I won't blame you too much for it."
"But I'm still willing to pay a price for this matter. You can make any request within my ability, such as financial compensation..."
Audrey insisted on her own opinion.
Money... Given the Hall family's wealth, her promise would undoubtedly mean tens of thousands of pounds, but I'm not short of money right now, so I might consider keeping it for now...
Angel thought for a moment and agreed to Justice's request. The latter secretly glanced at The Fool and saw that He had no objection. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"Also, Stephen Hampers, who orchestrated Hvin Rambis's hypnosis on me, has invited me to his psychology salon this weekend. I believe this was an order from Rambis, who's behind me, to assess me and see how my investigation is progressing."
It seemed like these people were getting a bit impatient. This was a good opportunity to give them a warning. If Hvin Rambis showed up personally, killing him directly was also an option. The problem was how to remove Miss Justice from this matter. Otherwise, the Psychological Alchemist Society would inevitably become suspicious of the noble lady who had been in contact with them during this period...
After a moment of silence, Angel said:
"You agree to it first, and then I will cooperate with your actions."
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After returning to Backlund's mansion from the gray fog, Angel did not leave the study immediately. Instead, he half-lay on the single sofa with an adjustable backrest that could be used as a recliner, and sighed a little tiredly.
Over the past few days, she had been traveling back and forth across the "mirror world," going to Bayam to resolve the issue with the "craftsman" Sharf, accompanying Klein on a surprise attack on the "Admiral of Hell" on the southern continent, witnessing the fall of the "artificial god of death," and finally exploring the "City of the Dead" Calderon. She was nearly caught by the "Angel of Destiny," and didn't even have time to properly digest this information.
Compared to me, Klein, who also has to play the role of "Master of Secret Puppetry" and complete the arms deal in the southern continent, is even more exhausted, and he hasn't even been promoted to demigod yet... Thinking of this, Angel sighed again.
Tomorrow is June 28th, exactly one year after I "traveled" to this world, and it is also the 19th birthday of "Angel Granger"... Does he, who is so busy, still remember this?
It doesn't matter if you forget it. Originally, this was just a fake identity...
With his mind a little confused, Angel slumped down on the sofa. He was about to take a nap in the warm but slanting sunlight outside the window when he suddenly felt a spiritual touch and looked towards the desk.
In the spiritual vision, a black cat more than half a meter long landed lightly on the table, dropped the envelope in its mouth, and looked at Angel with its blue pupils.
This cat still knows to come back... Hmm, I haven't used it for too long. Maybe it has found another owner and abandoned me?
Angel muttered to himself, then stood up and took the letter. He took a look at it and found it was from Triss. He didn't open it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at the black cat Wenza who was about to leave and asked:
"What exactly do you, the Witch Cult, plan to do with this escaped member? Katarina should be obligated to recapture her, but I see she seems happy with the current situation."
She told Triss the summoning spell of Winsa, intending to observe Winsa and the "White Saint" Katarina behind him. However, Triss had sent letters several times using Winsa over such a long time. In theory, Katarina should have gotten the other party's address long ago, and even locked onto this witch who was not even a demigod at the moment.
But as a high-ranking member of the "Witch Sect", she did not take any action.
"They're just observing, evaluating, not just Triss Chick, but you as well..."
The black cat answered the question irrelevantly, and the tone of his voice was sharp, like a woman who was still in the voice change period.
I knew it would only answer specious questions, but I could still glimpse some of Katarina's thoughts. For example, she might be "investing" in me, but she's wary of conflicting with the "Witch Cult" mission. After all, that faction truly possesses the gods and is suppressed by the "Original Witch" Chike...
Thinking of the Original Witch, Angel's mind flashed back to what the Fool said at the Tarot Conference, and he suddenly asked:
"Did you know that 'Primordial' had a daughter?"
She didn't dare mention the "Blood Emperor" for fear of exposing the source of the information.
Wensa had turned around and was about to leave, but when he heard this, he turned back with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
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West Balam, a beach near Berens Harbor.
At this time, the southern continent had entered winter and it was dark early. There was no sign of any human activity in the suburbs. A black shadow flashed across the sky not far away. A moment later, it fell to the beach at an extremely fast speed, but did not stir up any sand or make any sound.
The black shadow faded away, and a man wearing a long windbreaker, a half-high silk hat, and carrying a black suitcase appeared in the original place. He stepped on the slightly damp gravel under his feet, and his gray eyes looked towards the southwest.
After a moment, the man with a straight nose and a high hairline adjusted his top hat and disappeared into the darkness again, wrapped in it and moving forward quickly.
The crimson moon overhead struggled to break through the clouds, casting a ray of light onto the beach, as if blessing the man who appeared in an instant and disappeared in an instant.
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