As a "Hunter" with a "Shadow Cloak", Danitz's hiding and monitoring abilities were always good. He had even helped Gehrman Sparrow ambush "Iron" McVitie. At this moment, he did not leave any traces. He just felt a little bored and urgently hoped that Anderson would take over as soon as possible.

When will this kind of life end? I hope Lieutenant General Disease will show up soon. No, no, not now. I have to wait until Anderson comes... Danitz examined himself and ended his "prayer" rationally.

He was worried that a pirate general of the level of "Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy would be able to discover him hiding in the dark, and he did not have enough courage and confidence to do so.

Of course, if he had put on that glove, none of this would be a problem.

——As long as he makes decisions fast enough, timidity and fear will not catch up with him!

"You seem distressed?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in Danitz's ear.

Danitz was startled and suddenly jumped out from the shadows, with a ball of orange-red flame quickly forming in his hand.

At the same time, he turned his gaze towards the source of the sound and saw Anderson hiding in the bushes with green branches on his head, almost blending in with the environment.

“…Shit!” Danitz didn’t know whether he was scolding Anderson or himself. After venting his anger, he asked, “When did you come?”

"Two minutes ago." Anderson replied with a smile, "You hid well. I couldn't find you right away. I had to follow your habit of hiding and ask a random question here."

Danitz didn't know whether to be proud or angry for a moment, and asked with mixed feelings:

"If I had stayed calm, you wouldn't have been able to find me?"

"That's the theory." Anderson smiled nonchalantly, "But as a seasoned hunter, there's more than just one way."

Danitz was about to ask if there were any other solutions when he suddenly saw Baz in the room extinguishing the candle and preparing to go to bed.

After dozens of seconds, in the darkness, the vague figure of the intelligence dealer Baz appeared at the window, jumped lightly, and landed in the dark place outside the house.

That was exactly where Danitz was hiding. He almost got stepped on by his target after he merged back into the shadows.

Baz then followed the shadows and walked towards the sea.

“…Shit!” Danitz finally showed up and raised his middle finger at the target’s back.

Anderson also left the bush, pulling out the branches above his head while smiling at Danitz:

"It looks like there will be some gain tonight."

Danitz glanced at the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea across from him and nodded vigorously:

"Hopefully it's 'Lieutenant General Disease'."

He immediately took Anderson with him and, with the help of the shadows that were prevalent in the night, tracked the intelligence dealer, keeping a very appropriate distance.

"Not stupid..." Anderson chuckled after observing for a while.

Danitz chuckled in his heart but did not respond.

He knew very well that this was not the right occasion for mocking or provoking each other as he was not wearing boxing gloves!

A quarter of an hour later, Buzz arrived at the beach, stood on the sand, and gazed at the deep blue ocean under the crimson moonlight.

He didn't have to wait too long before a huge outline emerged from the dark depths of the distant sea, gradually taking the form of a ship painted entirely black with a white flag flying.

Above the flag, two balls of blue flames were "burning" inside a pitch-black skull.

"Black Death"!

The Black Death, the flagship of Vice Admiral Disease Tracy!

Danitz suddenly became excited. If it weren’t for the shadows, his pupils would have definitely dilated a lot in order to take in more light and see every detail of the ship clearly.

He unconsciously sneaked forward a distance, wanting to really confirm whether "Vice Admiral of Disease" Tracy was on the ship.

The huge sailing ship was getting closer and closer, and the two people in the shadows could gradually see sailors busy on the deck.

Is there a dock here that we can dock at? Or should we give Baz a boat and let him row over there by himself? Danitz had just thought of this when he heard Anderson say in a low voice:

"Get out of here."

Ah? Danitz's greatest strength was that he was good at following orders from those in authority. Whether it was Edwina Edwards or Gehrman Sparrow, he would only yell at them, but would never compromise on his actions. At this moment, although he was full of doubts and wanted to refute and insist on his own ideas, he still used the shadows to quietly and silently move away from the beach.

When the Black Death was no longer visible and only the sound of waves could be vaguely heard, Danitz emerged from the shadows and appeared in the forest, asking anxiously:

"Don't you want to confirm whether Vice Admiral Disease is here?"

Anderson looked Danitz up and down and laughed:

"Never underestimate this extraordinary person who has a great reputation on the sea and has survived to this day. Every pirate general is a target that must be treated with caution and we must never be careless."

Danitz responded subconsciously:

"'Blood Admiral' Senior, 'Hell Admiral' Ludwell..."

They were all pirate generals who were easily dispatched by some crazy adventurer.

"..." Anderson couldn't find the words to refute Danitz for a moment, and after several seconds he said, "So, isn't it more worthy of attention that 'Vice Admiral Disease' Tracy, who also suffered the attack of Gehrman Sparrow but was able to survive?"

Danitz thought about it carefully and inexplicably felt that Anderson's words made sense. Just as he was about to speak, his throat suddenly itched and he started coughing.

After coughing a few times, his throat began to swell and ache, and a rusty taste came out.

“See, I told you to be careful.” Anderson also clenched his fist, pressed it against his mouth, and coughed twice, but his reaction was not as big as Danitz’s. “Tracy must have spread various diseases in the area around the ship. Once someone gets close, they will be infected and exposed quickly. Haha, this large-scale application of abilities shows that she has completely digested the Sequence 5 potion and has the hope of being promoted to Sequence 4.”

“Why hasn’t he been promoted to Sequence 4?” As he was far away from the source of infection, Danitz quickly calmed down and retorted instinctively.

"Then you are either on the Black Death or you have contracted the Black Death and are about to die." Anderson half turned his body and cast his gaze towards the seashore that he could not see at all. "Tracy's application just now was a bit tricky. It should have only maintained the disease in the front area and ignored the other three directions. Then, with the help of the wind, it spread and affected the people on the shore."

Having said that, Anderson clapped his hands and smiled again:

"Doesn't our experience prove that Vice Admiral Disease is indeed on board? You can inform Gehrman Sparrow now."

…Danitz did not hesitate any longer and immediately arranged the ceremony and summoned the messenger. Anderson walked out of the woods under the pretext of preparing for an unexpected event.

…………

At around three in the morning, the East District of Backlund was completely dark except for the moonlight and starlight.

Klein, wearing cotton pajamas and a nightcap to protect his hair, sat in bed and took the letter from Renette Tinicole without asking any questions.

After opening the letter, he calmly got up, took out the pen from his pocket, and wrote on the back of the letter:

“Return to the port city and wait for further instructions.

After watching the messenger leave, Klein calmly changed into a shirt, put on a vest, tied a bow tie, and put on a black windbreaker.

Then, he walked four steps backwards, came to the top of the gray fog, and used the yellow crystal pendulum to divine the degree of danger of this action, and got almost no revelation.

Without further hesitation, Klein returned to the real world, stood in front of the mirror, picked up the half-high silk hat, and put it on his head.

In the room outside, the secret dolls Qiunas and Enuni opened their eyes in high and low places.

…………

In an empty room on the Black Death, a figure quickly emerged. He had black hair, brown eyes, and a cold and hard outline. It was none other than Gehrman Sparrow.

Under the dim crimson moonlight, Klein glanced around, found a chair to sit down, and admired the night view of the sea outside the window.

In the captain's room, which was one floor away from here, "Vice Admiral of Disease" Tracy, who was wearing a white shirt and beige trousers, looked at Buzz leaving the room with disgust. She pulled her collar reflexively, and her expression gradually became solemn.

She just learned that "Flame" Danitz and the strongest hunter Anderson have been staying on the island of Seros recently, and their purpose is unknown.

They are all related to Gehrman Sparrow... Is that guy looking for me? Tracy narrowed her eyes and walked to the window without hesitation, ready to order the sailors on the deck to turn the ship away from this sea area.

At this moment, her thoughts suddenly came to a standstill, as if she was trapped in a state where she knew she was dreaming but could not escape it no matter how hard she struggled.

Oh no... Black flames suddenly emerged from Tracy's body, trying to burn away any possible external influences.

However, the flames could "flow" smoothly at the beginning, but later they became intermittent and kept dripping to the ground like withered petals.

A strong feeling of despair welled up in Tracy's heart, and her thoughts moved more slowly.

She no longer cared about anything else, and quickly condensed a layer of clear ice crystals on the surface of her body, allowing those invisible silk threads to reel back and wrap around herself layer by layer.

At this moment, the door of the captain's room creaked open, and Gehrman Sparrow, wearing a silk hat and a black windbreaker, walked in.

Then he politely closed the door.

With a slight clicking sound, the entire captain's room suddenly became extremely quiet. There was no sound of waves echoing anymore, as if it had been isolated from the real world.

The invisible spider silk that was wrapped around Tracy seemed to have misunderstood the order and tied up the "Lieutenant General of Disease" tightly, making her unable to move and unable to use her extraordinary abilities.

"distortion"!

Tracy's thoughts returned and her brain no longer felt frozen.

"You, what do you want to do?" She looked at Gehrman Sparrow who was approaching step by step with fear.

What she couldn't understand was why the other party would give up the attempt to transform into a secret puppet when she clearly had no ability to fight back.

Klein did this because he was worried that Vice Admiral Disease and the White Witch had a very close blood relationship. In this case, Tracy's death would make the demigod who was good at cursing sense it and take evasive measures in advance.

With the sound of tap, tap footsteps, Klein stopped in front of the witch.