Leonard's expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

He had already remembered that Dwayne Dantès was working with the military to sell a batch of guns and artillery to West Balam.

So, although it was surprising that this gentleman appeared on the military airship, it did not seem out of place at all.

The only problem was, would he go to West Balam so soon? Did Amon's arrival also put some pressure on him? Leonard changed his mind and looked straight ahead. Then, along with his teammates, he went up the gangway to the second floor and entered a large lounge that belonged to them alone.

Not long after the "Red Gloves" found their seats and sat down, a low roar, the sound of oars turning, and various friction sounds rang out one after another, causing the floor and walls to vibrate slightly.

The tremor gradually became more intense and turned into a swing. The airship rose up shaking and gradually regained stability.

Klein had already sat down, fastened his seat belt, and was looking around with a little curiosity, experiencing a different feeling of flying than before.

“The takeoff was not very stable and the altitude was relatively low, but without a hurricane, the turbulence was relatively good. I don’t know how they did it…” Klein looked out the window diagonally in front of him and had no intention of unbuckling his seat belt and moving around.

This is not a fear of heights, although he does have a little fear, but he is not that scared because he is temporarily wearing the "Creeping Hunger" and can "fly short distances" and "teleport" directly. He is just seriously playing the role of a Desi millionaire who is riding an airship for the first time.

At this moment, Klein's inspiration suddenly struck. He tapped his teeth lightly and quickly activated his "spiritual vision."

He then saw the colors around him become more intense and overlapped vividly. He saw white bones gushing out from the ground like fountains, forming a huge skeleton nearly four meters high.

Black flames burned in the skull's eye sockets, and in its drooping hands was a stack of folded letter paper.

Mr. Azik's messenger... has he finally recovered from his altered state? Klein was pleasantly surprised and was about to stand up to receive the letter.

But it was not until he felt the obstruction in his waist and abdomen that he remembered that he was wearing a seat belt.

As he reached out to try to untie it, the Skeleton Messenger squatted down and stuffed the paper into his palm.

Klein was stunned for a moment, raised his head, looked at the other person's eye sockets burning with dark flames, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

He could understand why the messenger did not show up on the next floor and only let the upper half penetrate the floor, because this was a military airship. In addition to the team of "Red Gloves" just now, there were probably other extraordinary people who also had inspiration and a certain degree of "clairvoyance" and could barely perceive the existence of the messenger.

However, I don’t think it’s polite to deliver the letter while squatting like this... I’d rather do it like before... Klein muttered a few words as he watched the messenger disintegrate into illusory white bones, falling to the ground like a waterfall.

In the large lounge, Daly Simone, who still liked to call herself a "psychic", suddenly turned her head and looked at another room across the hall.

She frowned slightly and narrowed her eyes.

Daly then retracted her gaze and said to the low-ranking officer who was serving as a waiter in the corner of the lounge:

"Give me a cocktail, half and half of black rhodium and champagne."

"This recipe is strange, ma'am." The officer unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the wine cabinet welded to the ground next to him, trying to give his advice.

Daley, who was wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, smiled and said:

“I like to taste unique.”

Having said that, she changed the subject and asked casually:

"Besides you and us, there seems to be other people on this airship?"

The officer answered as he opened the wine cabinet:

"Yes.

"A businessman, I think his name is Dwayne Dantes, who has some cooperation with the Ministry of Defense."

Dwayne Dantès... Daly was stunned for a moment, then turned her eyes slightly and said:

"What kind of cooperation?"

To her right, Leonard Mitchell subconsciously adjusted his sitting position, from resting his right foot on his left leg to resting his left foot on his right leg.

"Not sure." The officer shook his head and replied, "It seems that he wants to use the gentleman's experience in the southern continent."

"Southern Continent..." Daly repeated the term thoughtfully and did not ask any more questions.

…………

In the small lounge opposite, Klein had already unfolded the letter and was reading it carefully.

This was indeed from Azik Eggers. He said that his previous experience had made him regain more memories, and he had to sleep to digest and recover, so he was unable to reply in time.

Klein truly relaxed and turned his attention to the following content in a good mood.

Azik's description of the Spiritual Plunderer is:

"...This is a very cunning creature that is rare in number. It is very good at camouflage and is not easy to find... One thing that can be used is that it is very aggressive. However, it is also very dangerous. Even if you have strength close to Sequence 4, you must be cautious enough, otherwise, you will become its soul if you are not careful...

"Its specific characteristics are... I am not very clear or I don't remember the areas where the spirit world predators often move around. I suggest you pray to the Red Light Al Moria. He is very friendly to humans, willing to answer similar questions, and has the corresponding authority... The key to the ritual is the correct honorific name and symbol...

"Once you have clues about the spirit world predator, you can wait for a while. I may be able to provide some help..."

How could this be so embarrassing... Klein raised his right hand and pinched the sides of his mouth.

He then flipped through the papers and looked at the last page:

"... Similarly, I will help you seal the glove again when the time comes... It's not that I don't want to teach you how to seal it, but you probably can't do it. This requires the power of the underworld, at least the 'undead' can do it...

"Well, I should be free soon. I remember what you said about the Death Ring..."

Mr. Azik didn’t seem to have changed much, at least not from the letter… Klein exhaled slowly and flicked his hand, igniting the papers in his hand. They turned into ashes and fell into the trash can welded to the ground.

Although Azik could preliminarily judge from the fact that he did not know where the spirit world predators often appeared, that the descendant of the god of death also did not remember the city of Calderon, and he could vaguely guess that the mysterious spirit world city probably had nothing to do with the underworld, otherwise Mr. Azik, who had long since restored contact with the underworld, should have remembered certain contents, but he still planned to ask about the city of Calderon in his reply.

No matter what, one must always have expectations... Also, I have to tell Mr. Azik that I have arrived in the southern continent... Klein seriously thought about how to write a reply.

However, he did not act immediately, fearing that summoning the messenger would inspire the other extraordinary people on the airship.

As his eyes turned, Klein looked toward the window again, only to see that the sky outside was dark, gloomy and silent.

…………

Looking at the dark sky where the red moon was covered by clouds, Admiral of the Stars Cattleya retracted her gaze, picked up her pen, and wrote carefully:

"The answer to that question is, neither choice is right."

She was a little confused at first. Why didn't the Queen ask directly what "hometown" meant, but instead gave two guesses? Wouldn't it be easy for the question to not be answered effectively? Later, after thinking about it, she felt that the Queen was indeed more thoughtful than she was:

Because they were facing a mysterious existence that was suspected to be an ancient god, and because the total number of diaries provided before and after was only a dozen or twenty, and each time they were exchanged for corresponding answers, so only three pages of diaries, even if they were three pages of high value, could hardly be equivalent to the key issue of the spiritual and mental destination of Emperor Roselle. The hidden secret might be more important than a "blasphemous card".

The Queen seemed very persistent about this question and was unwilling to change anything else, so she deliberately added two options, hoping to get exclusion or affirmation. Relatively speaking, this reduced the value of the question, which just happened to be in line with the principle of equivalent exchange... Cattleya recalled some things in the past while her thoughts were floating:

At that time, she was still young and was receiving instruction in all aspects of knowledge. The queen would occasionally test her with questions and told her that there were three opportunities to reduce the difficulty in the process of answering. One was to request the elimination of a wrong option, the second was to ask someone on the designated ship for help, and the third was to pray to one of the seven lights of the spiritual world to get the answer. Of course, the prerequisite was that she could complete the ceremony by herself.

Obviously, the "Mysterious Queen" chose the first method to reduce the difficulty this time.

Did the Queen have a similar experience when she was a child? After eliminating the two wrong options, she didn't know how far away she was from the correct answer... Cattleya's expression softened unconsciously, and she wrote:

"According to the intelligence I received, there is a storm brewing in Backlund. Hope you are well."

She did not directly mention the matter of the Major General Deputy Director of MI9 and the royal advisor. After all, this was information shared at the Tarot Club. Unlike the questions she raised, which had the tacit approval of Mr. Fool and could be directly reported to the Queen, she did not.

After folding the letter, Cattleya summoned the messenger of the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette.

…………

Port Berens, night has just fallen.

Danitz and Anderson found a hotel run by Intis immigrants and experienced the convenience of language communication.

After putting down his luggage, Danitz, wearing a cloak and boxing gloves, immediately went out again and walked towards the stairs.

Anderson leaned against the opposite door and asked with a smile:

"Anything else?"

Danitz immediately uttered a “huh”:

“Go buy a dictionary!

"This is much more reliable than your body language. In a few days, maybe I can master a few common words!"

Anderson touched his chin with his black-gloved left hand and said:

"Your gloves are made from the remains of that giant, right? What are the negative effects?"

Danitz blurted out:

"I have become reckless in my actions, always doing things first and thinking about problems later..."

As he spoke, he became quiet.