Under the sunlight, the "Golden Dream" radiates a golden glow, like a moving treasure.

Danitz stood in the captain's room, pacing back and forth, trying to remember everything that had happened during this period of time and find clues for investigation.

Three days ago, his captain, Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina, announced that she would be doing a research and might not be around for more than ten or twenty hours, so all the corresponding courses were cancelled. Danitz and the others were not surprised by this because it was a common occurrence.

They were delighted that they didn't have to attend classes, and they drank, sang, and had a bonfire party on the boat. They were almost setting the "Golden Dream" on fire, and they had a great time.

But as time went on, everyone, including the slow-witted Danitz, gradually realized that something was wrong. The captain, who was supposed to finish the research within 24 hours, had not shown up the next day, and hadn't even sent anyone to deliver food or light beer to serve as water!

After waiting patiently for a long time and still not seeing "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina's crew members bravely knocked on the door of the captain's room, but were horrified to find that no one responded.

Led by first mate Bruce Walls, the pirates opened the captain's room and saw that it was empty!

They then went to the collection room and other places, but still failed to find "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina.

Based on past experience, they initially suspected that the captain had suddenly thought of something, so he applied one of the various secret techniques or extraordinary skills to imitate the abilities of others, and hurriedly left the "Golden Dream" without leaving any information.

Afterwards, Danitz and the others tried to contact them through methods such as the "Spiritual Ceremony", but received no response. They could only search the captain's room and other places for clues while convincing themselves to wait patiently.

The third day passed, and "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina still did not appear or respond, and the crew began to panic.

“Shit, did you get any results from your divination? Aren’t you known as an expert in this field?” Danitz turned to “Flower Tie” Jodson irritably.

Johnson, whose black hair was dyed blond, rubbed his forehead and said in a rather mellow voice:

“Failed, all the divinations to find the person failed.

"But one thing is certain for now. The captain is still alive. We just don't know where he went."

The first mate, Blue Walsh, who had short grey curly hair, pushed his monocle and said:

"We have to seek help. None of the captain's collection is lost. She didn't even take some necessary magical items with her. This shows that the situation at that time was very abrupt and unexpected."

"Who can we ask for help?" asked "Bucket" Daniels, another boatswain with a bloated waist.

Bruce Walsh raised the silver-patterned carving knife in his hand to his hooked nose and said:

“Back to the West Coast.”

What he meant was to find the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom behind "Lieutenant General Iceberg" Edwina.

"No, to return to the west coast from Pirate Paradise, we have to cross the Sonia Sea, pass through the North Sea or the Raging Sea, and then sail in the Misty Sea for a long time. The captain can't wait that long! She might have an accident at any time!" "Flower Tie" Johnsen said, "We must find someone who can be contacted quickly and provide help in a short time."

Danitz wanted to curse "shit" again, but suddenly he had an inspiration.

There was only one person he could contact quickly, and that was Gehrman Sparrow. This crazy adventurer never hesitated to show off his divination skills and mysterious background in front of him!

Maybe, that madman can find the captain. He can always accomplish the impossible... Danitz pulled down his collar, and felt his worry and irritability eased a little.

He straightened his chest, looked around, cleared his throat and said:

"I have a candidate who I can contact right away, and he is very good at divination..."

Before he finished speaking, Gourmet Blue Walls, Bowtie Johnson, Iron Sheet, Bucket and others turned their heads to look at him, their eyes red as they shouted:

"Go now!"

"..." Danitz quietly left the captain's room and returned to his own room.

He spread out the letter paper, picked up the pen, and habitually followed the captain's instructions, giving a greeting at the beginning and then exchanging a few pleasantries.

Suddenly, he stopped writing, thinking that this was too polite and long-winded, and did not serve the purpose of asking for help.

“Shit!” Danitz cursed himself and tore off the paper.

Then, he wrote on a new piece of paper:

“Help!

"The Captain is missing!"

“Well… Although Gehrman Sparrow is a madman who cannot use normal logic, he probably can’t understand a letter like this… Bullshit!” Danitz cursed himself again and tore off the second piece of letter paper.

He calmed himself down, thought for a few seconds, and put down his pen for the third time.

This time, he wrote down the events before and after the captain's disappearance in concise terms, attached the current location of the "Golden Dream", and then tactfully asked Mr. Gehrman Sparrow if he could provide some help to his collaborators.

"Divination seems to require specific items..." Danitz had just folded the letter when he suddenly realized that he had missed something. He hurried back to the captain's room and found a pair of pearl earrings that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina often wore.

After doing all this, he took out his notebooks that recorded various mystical knowledge, turned to the corresponding page, and based on his previous experience, he unskillfully arranged the ritual of summoning the messenger.

After placing a gold coin on the altar, he took two steps back and chanted in ancient Hermetic language:

He stepped back and said in ancient Hermetic language:

"I!

"I call upon my name:

"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be commanded, and a messenger that belongs exclusively to Gehrman Sparrow."

The whistling sound of the wind stirred the air, and the flames of the altar candles expanded rapidly and became noticeably pale.

Renette Tinicole came out at a leisurely pace, still wearing the gloomy and complicated black dress, holding four identical beautiful heads.

Danitz originally thought that the messenger would bite the gold coins and the envelope containing the papers and earrings directly like he did last time, but who knew that the four heads in Renette Tinicole's hands would turn on their own, look around, and finally focus on the direction of the captain's room.

A few seconds later, the two heads in Renette Tinicole's hands finally bit the gold coins and the envelope.

Only after the strange messenger disappeared did Danitz heave a sigh of relief and wipe his forehead, feeling an inexplicable pressure.

…………

Another hotel room in Oravi Island.

Klein was about to ask Anderson Hood, who had won a lot of money, to buy a boat ticket to Bayam, the City of Generosity, when inspiration suddenly struck him.

He quickly activated his spiritual vision and saw that his headless messenger, Renette Tinicole, had floated beside him at some point, with the four heads in her hands still as bright as ever.

Unlike the Skeleton Messenger, I could sense as soon as she appeared that she had completely entered the real world, and my inspiration was triggered... Klein took the letter bitten by one of Renette Tinicole's heads thoughtfully.

At the same time, he found that Anderson's inspiration was no worse than his own, and he reacted almost at the same time.

"Is this... a messenger?" Anderson asked uncertainly. It seemed that he had heard of this kind of thing but had never actually seen one.

Klein nodded expressionlessly and opened the envelope casually.

Eh, pearl earrings? Klein unfolded the letter in surprise.

Anderson next to her came over curiously, looked up and down at Renette Tinicole, and said with a sigh:

"There is a kind of bloody beauty that is hard to describe..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly raised his hands and pinched his throat, causing his tongue to stick out and foam to come out of his mouth. However, with nothing on her neck, Renette Tinicole did not react.

Klein turned his head and studied it carefully. He then looked at his messenger and muttered a few words silently:

"It's very similar to Miss Sharon's ability... Miss Messenger belongs to the 'Prisoner' path? No, I can't be sure. She is a spiritual creature, so it's normal for her to be good at this kind of thing..."

Seeing that Anderson was about to die, Klein slowly spoke:

"Well, he still has to help me lead the way."

A head in Renette Tinicole's hand turned around and stared at Anderson with her scarlet eyes.

The mouths of each of her heads opened one after another in an orderly manner:

“Can be…” “Made into…” “Zombies…” “Also…” “Can…” “Lead the way…”

As he spoke, Anderson's hands finally stopped and left his neck, leaving obvious deep fingerprints on it.

Huh, huh... The strongest hunter gasped for breath, bent over and retched.

Klein quickly read through the letter and found out that the sender was Danitz. This "famous pirate" said that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" had mysteriously disappeared and urgently needed help.

As soon as he took his eyes off the letter, Klein was surprised to find that Renette Tinicole was still there.

This isn't mysticism...Wouldn't the messenger disappear after delivering the letter, and then reappear when summoned? Klein pondered for a moment and asked in confusion:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Wait..." "You..." "Reply..." "Write..." Renette's four heads said one after another.

"How do you know I will reply?" Klein glanced at Anderson, who had not yet recovered. He was sure that the strongest hunter would not pay attention to these words that were inconsistent with Gehrman Sparrow's personality.

The head in Reinette's hand spoke again:

"Her..." "Missing..." "Very..." "Strange..."

"How do you know?" Klein thought for a moment that the messenger had peeked at Danitz's letter.

The heads with long blond hair simply tied up uttered a word each, forming a complete sentence:

"I..." "I checked..." "On the ship..." "The situation..."

My messenger is also a spy? Will Miss Renette Tinicole be a part-time thug in the future? I just don’t know if I have to pay extra... Klein complained and thought:

"Don't worry, I'll reply later."

He planned to go above the gray fog first and use the earrings of "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina to do some divination.

Renette Tinicole didn't say anything else and disappeared silently.

"Ahem..." Anderson finally recovered, stood up straight, and looked at Gehrman Sparrow in disbelief. "Your messenger, your messenger, is actually at the level of a demigod!"

PS: My wife's grandmother was in the hospital, so I hurried back to her hometown to visit her yesterday. I don't have any drafts saved, so I will update first and revise later.