Chapter 578 Return to the Northern Continent
"You're leaving the ocean and heading to the southern continent?"
Elaine, who was dressed casually, asked in surprise next to the "red-headed girl" who was busy repairing the machine.
Wearing a hood to hide his appearance that had become even more eye-catching after his promotion, Angel nodded slightly and replied:
"We need to stay out of the spotlight. The Church of Storms isn't very strong in the southern continent. Although the Rose School has its headquarters there, their search will definitely focus on the Rorsted Archipelago, or even the northern continent. They wouldn't expect us to head south."
In fact, this was a complete lie. Although Angel and Klein used fake names to buy tickets for the ferry to West Balam Berens Port via the Middle Island, it was just a pretext to attract the attention of the trackers.
Of course, the purpose of deceiving Elaine was to mislead the subsequent pursuit and provide cover for himself and Klein.
"Once the ship is repaired, you can continue your smuggling trade as planned. The military and the church won't impose too many restrictions on you for surveillance and luring, and they may even cooperate. You can disclose our itinerary appropriately, and then take advantage of their deliberate indulgence to make more money and repay my debt."
Angel slowly told Elaine about her plan. She believed that under the questioning of the church and the military, her whereabouts would soon be exposed, so it would be better to let Elaine get rid of the influence of this incident.
Hearing this, Elaine smiled bitterly. Her disguised round face tilted towards the "red-haired girl". Looking at the ship that was dismantling the main mast and planning a complete renovation, she silently calculated how long it would take to earn back the repair costs.
At Angel's suggestion, she continued to wear the Madness Ring instead of revealing her true appearance.
Although she was persuaded by Angel's various reasons, the most important point was that she was worried that she would be used as bait to lure targets who did not want to be arrested by the church or the military.
For example, Tracy... Angel smiled secretly and gave the other party an excuse.
After explaining the contact code and other matters, Angel took out a piece of paper and handed it to Elaine. The latter took it and opened it, and was surprised to find that it contained the Hunter Path Sequence 6, the "Conspirator" potion formula.
"'Conspirator' Main Ingredients: Compound Eyes of a Hunting Black Spider, Brain of a Man-Lion; Supplementary Ingredients: One Venom Gland of a Hunting Black Spider, 80ml of Man-Lion Blood, 10g of Amber Powder, Two White Oak Berries."
After obtaining the "Red Priest" card, Angel finally got the formula and no longer had to spend a lot of money to buy it from Anderson Hood, and the other party also lost an opportunity to make a lot of money.
On the contrary, she could sell the formula again, targeting "Flame" Danitz, who was seeking a promotion to keep up with his captain. The latter also seemed to have asked "Strongest Hunter" Anderson for the formula, but Anderson disappeared after separating from Klein. It was said that he was off to complete a mission assigned by a demigod. Therefore, Danitz was still Sequence 7 and was almost surpassed by the young Elaine.
Humph, if you don't lower the price and sell the formula to me, you'll lose the chance to trade twice... Angel thought bitterly and said:
"I have a copy of the compound eye for hunting black spiders. Of course, it's not free. You can first look for the human-bodied lion, then buy the other part from me with gold pounds... or you can exchange it for completing a commission."
"Commission?"
"Monitor the movements of Vice Admiral Tracy, the 'Disease Vice Admiral,' and the whereabouts of the 'Witch Cult' behind her."
Angel replied with a chuckle, managing to see a mixture of pain, nostalgia, and hesitation cross Elaine's face.
At this moment, Elaine's boatswain, the burly, young but somewhat weathered "Lucky William," came down the gangway to the dock. He approached them, carefully avoiding Klein who was waiting nearby, and said to Angel:
"Ms. Angelica, before you leave, you'd better go to the notice board at the dock and take a look. There is a lot of information about you and Mr. Sparrow."
He was indeed able to notice, or rather, was lucky enough to avoid, the abnormality in Klein. I heard Klein say that there was a natural-born "freak" in Tingen City who went almost insane after looking directly at him... But let's go to the notice board. Could it be about the bounty?
Angel nodded in understanding, said goodbye to the two, and left quickly with Klein.
They haven't changed their appearance yet. If they are really marked by a high bounty, they will probably leave faster.
Looking at the backs of the two people, Elaine sighed somewhat melancholy. She knew that she would probably have to rely on herself for a long time to come.
William also breathed a sigh of relief beside her, which attracted Elaine's attention.
"I just feel that this guy, Gehrman Sparrow, has finally left," William explained in a hoarse voice, "Otherwise, he might come to trouble me after my novel is published."
"novel?"
Elaine asked curiously, taking the stack of manuscript paper from her boatswain's pocket and opening it with interest, her eyes fixed on the handwritten title:
"The Great Adventurer Hermann Series: Vice Admiral Iceberg".
Until he left the dock, Klein felt two pairs of eyes lingering on his back from time to time.
"Strange, I still feel that the boatswain hired by your Elaine has an inexplicable hostility towards me."
Klein said softly, pressing down his hat to avoid being recognized.
"Perhaps he's one of your admirers. His title of 'Strongest Adventurer' has spread far and wide... Come, let's see how much they've set for your bounty."
As Angel spoke, he approached the notice board at the dock and quickly found the one with the wet ink among the new and old wanted posters.
"Looks like Bayam sent an urgent message, asking them to print and post it overnight... 45,000 pounds, almost double what I paid!"
Angel exclaimed in surprise when he saw the freshly painted portrait, which only bore a 30% resemblance to Klein but appeared at least ten years older, and the reward amount marked in red ink below.
This price was between that of "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell and "Admiral of Blood" Senior. It was obvious that the military and the church had already regarded German Sparrow as a Beyonder of the pirate general level, and the most dangerous kind.
"No, you're twice as big as me."
Klein didn't care that he had suddenly become a wanted criminal with a high bounty. His gaze remained on the top of the notice board, where the "Pirate King" was located. He was one of the few targets that everyone talked about, but had no intention of earning the bounty.
Among the pirate kings and their deputies, whose papers had not changed for a long time and had turned yellow, a brand new wanted poster was fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.
"Angelica Sage, bounty of 100,000 pounds."
"ah?"
Angel uttered a single sound in confusion, his gaze gradually raised, and he saw the wanted poster portrait of the pirate kings, whose image was almost similar to his own, even luxuriously outlined with light blond hair and purple eyes in color.
Swish, invisible silk threads wrapped around the wanted poster like lightning, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the sea behind.
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Bansi Port.
The once busy port is now deserted. Originally a transit port for major shipping routes, it has been marked as "unable to dock" on the nautical chart. Apart from a few daring pirates and idle sailors who pass by to take a look and search for valuables left in the ruins, no one usually comes near.
All the buildings here collapsed, and thick charred marks passed through the ruins, even penetrating into the surrounding dense forests and nearby mountains, destroying everything in its path, causing fallen trees and landslides.
Deep in the ruins, a figure appeared stealthily. He was wearing a double-breasted black robe of a senior priest, with dark golden hair combed back. One of his pupils was dark blue, almost black, while the other was dull and lifeless. His facial features were as three-dimensional as a sculpture.
The calls of crows and other birds could be heard everywhere, but strangely, they did not come near here. Even the sailors who were walking through the ruins, searching for valuables and dreaming of getting rich overnight, consciously avoided this place, as if they did not see this strangely dressed man.
Behind him, on the only relatively intact wall among the collapsed ruins, a monster with an octopus head, wearing armor, stepping on waves, and wrapped in lightning was painted with simple strokes. He held the trident high in his hand, and had a cloak made of bird feathers on his back.
Judging from the direction the black-robed man left, the painting was obviously his work, but his hands were empty, and the corner of the small metal box sticking out of his pocket did not look like a container for paintbrushes.
Looking at Bansy Harbor, which was completely destroyed by the Church of Storms, his dim eye was suddenly filled with dense tiny blood vessels, which moved left and right on their own, as if out of control.
"Oh, Lord of Storms."
A frantic whisper escaped his lips.
Suddenly, the man in black robe looked to the northwest, towards Damir Island.
"Strange, somewhat familiar, but... impossible."
He reached into his robe with his right hand stiffly and hesitantly, and took out a strange-looking card.
After a moment, the man frowned, put the cards back where they belonged, and staggered out of the ruins, disappearing without a trace.
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Red Wutong Street in Conant City, Disi County, Loen Kingdom.
Angel hid in the alley on the corner, observing House 67 across the street from under his hood.
She did not hide herself by being invisible, but stood in a position where she was not easily discovered, but passers-by could occasionally glance at her.
The sight of passers-by allows her to be more aware of her own existence, rather than being disconnected from the world after becoming invisible.
This feeling became more and more obvious during the three-day voyage from Damir Port to Connacht, which made Angel have some speculations about the role and code of conduct after becoming a "demigod".
"After being promoted, the right acting method becomes even more important. Is it inevitable after becoming a demigod, or is it my own uniqueness?"
She muttered as she finally waited until Klein's figure emerged from the door of the house opposite.
The moment the door closed, suppressed crying was heard from the room.
Klein, holding his top hat, entered the alley. His face, disguised as the "Faceless Man," returned to its original state, with a somewhat gloomy expression.
He had just told his family the death of the devoured, herded "Nightmare" from "The Creeping Hunger."
He was a "Night Watcher" who died on a mission, a father, and a guardian.
This reminded the two of another "nightmare".
After a moment, Klein said:
"Let's go and return his extraordinary characteristics to the church.
"Then, return to Backlund."
Angel nodded silently.
They had already started planning this trip before leaving Damir Harbor, and now was the crucial part:
Falsified identity.
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