Chapter 397 Danitz's Decision
"This, this, and this."
Angel, who was the first to arrive at the first-class restaurant, poked at the menu and selected a few dishes that she and Klein didn't like very much.
"Bring up the rest."
With Danitz "generously" footing the bill, she also became a bit extravagant in her ordering. Of course, the fact that tonight's menu wasn't very extensive was also a major reason. Most of the first-class passengers had disembarked to try new dishes, so the restaurant didn't have many varieties of dishes.
Seeing the waiter leaving with the menu, Angel turned his head to look at the deck below the window. In the sunset, the passengers who had disembarked had dispersed in twos and threes. Some took advantage of the night to visit the indigenous ruins near Bansy Harbor, and some went straight to the local restaurant with many special dishes. Donna and her family were walking to the gangway, preparing to disembark. From the conversation between Blanche and his wife, it could be heard that their target was the pig's blood in the Green Lemon Restaurant.
The excited girl didn't notice Angel above her, but the perceptive Cleves looked up and, realizing it was an acquaintance, nodded slightly as a greeting.
His coat bulged at the waist, and he was obviously armed, but he did not let his guard down just because this was a peaceful and quiet little port.
"Don't you want to get off the boat and take a walk?"
It would take a while for this family to get off the boat. Cleves leaned over to the wall and looked up to ask.
"Thank you, we're not too interested in Bansi's specialties..."
Angel explained against his will, looking into the distance, as if he saw the extremely delicious pig blood described by Danitz gradually drifting away and sinking into the thick fog that had grown thicker at some point.
"Be careful, there are some bad rumors about this port. If you see anything unusual, return to the ship immediately."
Seeing Cleves about to leave, she added in a low voice.
The former adventurer turned around in surprise, nodded after a moment, and got off the boat in silence.
…
Since there were fewer diners, the restaurant quickly served delicious dishes one after another. Klein and Danitz also came to the restaurant from the cabin and looked at the dishes on the table in surprise.
“Such a wonderful dinner!”
Although they refused to disembark, they didn't treat me badly at dinner... Danitz was suddenly touched.
"Indeed, thank you for your generosity."
Wait, I paid for this?
The touch of emotion that had just bubbled up in Danitz's heart suddenly disappeared. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but under Klein's calm gaze, he smiled and sat down in his seat.
"If you say so, then it is."
He responded politely, and with his hands he quickly gathered several of his favorite dishes in front of him, vowing to eat back part of the meal money.
Watching the pirates starting to eat like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey, Angel felt that the "pain" potion in his body was showing signs of being digested again.
From this morning till now, she had used words and actions to inflict all sorts of "pain" on this Mid-Sequence Beyonder. Although it wasn't as intense as the pre-emptive act of causing widespread "illness" in Backlund, it was superior in that the target was strong and the feedback was timely, which was actually no less than the digestion progress accumulated previously.
To summarize, actively inflicting pain is better than "misunderstanding", and timely feedback is very important. This is different from the "witch" period... But the same point is that the higher the target sequence, the better the effect.
Angel was summarizing the rules of acting in his mind, but he didn't stop talking. He cut a piece of charcoal-grilled steak and put it in his mouth, and drank a spoonful of cream pumpkin soup.
Rather than searching for a restaurant amidst the thick fog and sea breeze, perhaps it would be a better choice to enjoy a meal in the warm dining room of the White Onyx...
She thought happily.
call--
As if in response to Angel's thoughts, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the porthole, and the fierce airflow poured into the restaurant, making the large decorative lights above the head clang, the candle flames on the wall flicker, the tablecloth on the empty dining table turned up, revealing the table top underneath, and even the huge hull of the White Agate, which was fixed by anchor chains, shook slightly.
The waiter quickly closed the window, keeping the strong wind out of the restaurant.
"Oh, this is the 'Weather Museum'. One second you can see the sunset, and the next second it seems like it's going to rain heavily."
After quickly finishing off some of the food, Danitz looked up at the thick fog over Bansy Harbor that not even the strong wind could blow away, and sighed.
"Of course, I didn't come up with this name. It was the Church of Storms. They felt that Bansi Island's changing climate encompassed almost every climate type found on the Five Seas, and that it could showcase the majesty of the Lord of Storms, hence the name."
He added, and seeing that Angel and Klein had no reaction, he lowered his head in boredom and continued to enjoy his meal.
Shit! You eat my food and ignore me!
He bit open a piece of goose liver with hatred, as if it were the flesh of Hermann or Angelica.
…
After enjoying dinner, Danitz happily paid the bill. The three of them left the restaurant and did not return to the cabin. Instead, they went down to the main deck and came to the cabin entrance next to the gangway.
There were already quite a few passengers returning from Bansy Port standing here. Some of them were complaining about the sudden change in weather, while others were praising the unique delicacies here. People were still climbing up the gangway from time to time, but Donna and her family were not seen.
"Is everyone here?"
Maybe the whole family has already returned to their room... Angel, hoping for a lucky break, asked the crew member who was counting on the side.
"Let me see... The Blanches, the Dimerdos, and the Kates haven't returned yet. They all went to the Green Lemon Restaurant for dinner, which is quite far from the dock. Some passengers gave up on the way due to strong winds, but they insisted on going. Also, the captain and the first mate haven't returned either. They planned to go to the telegraph office, which is even further away."
The crew member looked at the roster in his hand and replied.
It's a long way off... maybe they were just delayed along the way...
Angel looked at Klein and saw that he was holding a coin in his hand and shook his head slightly.
No divination? Or no danger?
She made a quick decision and stopped staying on the crowded deck. She returned to the cabin with Klein. Danitz followed behind with a puzzled look on his face. Seeing the two of them go straight into Room 310, he followed them in.
Klein quickly walked into the bathroom and locked the door. Angel opened the porthole in the living room and, ignoring the strong wind outside, turned around and asked:
"Do you know where the 'Green Lemon Restaurant' is?"
"Of course, I've been there several times, otherwise how would I know that the pig blood there is delicious."
Danitz answered confidently.
"Show it to me."
Are you going to look for the passengers who haven't returned yet? What's that Gehrman Sparrow doing? Taking care of the burden before taking action?
Hearing Angel's words, Danitz wanted to laugh, but his strong desire to survive made him hold back. He walked forward silently and pointed to the possible location by the window.
This was possible because nothing could be seen clearly in the thick fog and strong wind. Although the fog had decreased compared to before and the spire of the Storm Church in the distance could be barely seen, the lower buildings were completely hazy.
After carefully identifying it for a moment, Angel gave up. After memorizing the general direction, she looked towards the bathroom door and waited for Klein's final judgment.
"Has there been any recent incidents of missing or deceased passengers in Bansy Harbor? Or weather conditions similar to today's?"
She casually asked the knowledgeable pirate.
"I haven't heard of it. There are 'Manufactured Punishers' stationed here, so pirates won't come ashore to harass us. The locals are all businessmen who use their specialty foods to attract passing ships and tourists, and they certainly wouldn't do something that would damage their reputation."
Danitz subconsciously thought the other party was asking about a kidnapping or robbery case, and answered quickly.
"As for the weather changes, I've heard that the climate here is changeable, but the fog and wind that came out without any warning like today is something that neither I nor anyone I know has ever seen."
So the White Agate was so unlucky that it encountered two rare things?
Angel curled his lips.
The bathroom door was pushed open, and Klein walked out, looking over here with a serious expression.
"There is some danger to us, but not much."
He briefly reported the results of the divination.
What may not be a big danger to a Beyonder may be fatal to an ordinary person...
Without further communication, the two understood each other's decision. Angel quickly returned to the master bedroom, put on his windbreaker and hat, equipped all weapons including the "Good Luck" pistol, and walked out of the room.
Klein had already put his half-top hat on his head. Seeing Angel come out, he nodded slightly, and the two of them walked out the door.
"Wait, are you really going to look for them? Looking for Ellan and those families? Didn't they say there's a hidden danger in Bansy Harbor?"
Danitz finally understood and asked hurriedly.
"There aren't so many reasons to save people."
Angel said as he turned the door handle.
Madwoman... This woman is even crazier than German Sparrow... Fortunately, I'm not crazy yet, and I know to avoid any risks.
He watched the two people leave Room 310 one after another and walk towards the gangway. He shook his head, helped them close the door, and came to the door of his own room.
Wow——
As soon as he opened the door, a strong gust of wind seemed to have found a way out and rushed out from the living room door, almost blowing him off balance.
It turned out that the window was forgotten to be closed... Danitz looked at the open porthole, exhaled, and then inhaled sharply.
Did I really not close the window just now?
He felt a chill on his back, and suddenly remembered that the White Agate, which was currently docked at the pier, was also part of Bansy Harbor and might also be exposed to corresponding dangers!
Rather than staying in the room alone, it might be safer to follow them. One of them exudes an aura that makes me afraid to resist, and the other easily hung me outside the porthole. He's at least a Sequence 6... No, maybe a Sequence 5...
Danitz understood this instantly. Without even bothering to close the door, he rushed towards the corridor exit on the thick carpet and finally caught up with Angel and Klein before they got off the boat.
"Let me show you the way. I've been to Green Lemon Restaurant many times."
Facing the doubtful gaze, Danitz forced a smile and said.
This was truly the most voluntary time for him to follow the two of them.
Seeing the famous pirate's insincere smile, Angel didn't refuse. She followed Klein, who was holding a lantern, down the gangway and onto the dock of Bansy Port.
Possessing dark vision, she didn't need the help of lights to clearly see the parts of the harbor buildings that were not shrouded in fog. Most of the low-rise houses were dark, and in the few rooms with candles lit, there was one or more residents standing by the window, quietly looking in the direction of the White Agate, the direction in which they were getting off the ship.
"Let's go."
After a quick glance around and finding nothing else unusual, Angel whispered, his voice quickly dissipating in the wind but still being keenly captured by the other two Beyonders.
They walked towards the Green Lemon Restaurant against the howling wind.
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