...I don't even need to bring it up myself... I was a little embarrassed to speak up at first... Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief, figured out Gehrman Sparrow's character, and said calmly:

“I don’t take advantage of others.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, fearing that "Lieutenant General Iceberg" would really change his words.

Edwina's light blue eyes turned slightly and said:

"The only condition is that if you find anything, tell me the answer."

Phew… Klein stopped talking and nodded gently.

"good."

Dozens of seconds later, he returned to his room holding the iron-black key as big as a lyre.

At this time, a burst of passionate singing came from the front deck:

“Your eyes are so charming, like the morning sunshine;

“When darkness falls at night, I wander alone, feeling sad, and waiting for the light persistently.

"Oh, your eyes are so charming, just like the sunshine in the early morning..." (Note 1)

Klein subconsciously went to the window and looked outside. He saw that the bonfire was already lit. The idle crew members of the "Golden Dream" gathered around it, grilling meat and fish, drinking, or dancing to the singing of the "Singer" Orpheus in an irregular but lively manner. The atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

The tempting aroma of roasted fat filled the air, drifting upwards. Klein saw Anderson Hood among the pirates, drinking happily and eating happily. He would occasionally yell and tell jokes. He seemed to have become a member of the "Golden Dream" and was not rejected like before. On the contrary, Danitz did not appear outside. At least Klein did not find him next to "Iron Sheet" and "Water Bucket".

As long as he doesn't provoke others, Anderson has strong communication skills... Maybe this is the information-gathering ability of a "conspirator"? Well, he may have transferred his hatred to me...

I don’t know if Danitz will work hard because of this incident. If he can improve step by step and gain stronger strength, then I, the Fool, will no longer have only myself as his subordinate, and I won’t have to show the state of trinity all the time. Haha, I, a secret existence, finally have real believers and clerks who can be directly ordered. Although there is only Danitz for the time being... I have to say, it’s still rather shabby...

As Klein sighed, he prepared a ceremony to sacrifice the Giant Key above the gray fog.

At this moment, his inspiration suddenly touched him, and he instinctively opened his spiritual vision and looked to the side.

One by one, white bones were thrown out and condensed into a messenger with black flames burning in its eye sockets.

Most of the messenger's body was on the lower level, so it was almost flush with Gehrman Sparrow and did not pass through the ceiling again. However, the palm holding the letter was still huge, as if it could directly wrap around Klein's head.

Mr. Azik replied pretty quickly this time... Klein nodded politely as he took the letter and unfolded it.

Just as he was about to read the contents, he suddenly discovered that the skeleton messenger was still there. Unlike usual, he did not disappear immediately after delivering the letter.

"What's the matter?" Klein asked in surprise.

He just opened his mouth when an idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and he quickly added:

"If you need a reply, I will summon you again."

The Skeleton Messenger nodded its huge head, and its body suddenly disintegrated, falling like a waterfall, returning to the underworld.

"Last time, Ms. Renette Tinichol was waiting for a reply, and this time the Bone Messenger is also waiting for a reply... Is this the new norms and regulations of the 'Messenger World'? Bah, there is no such thing as a 'Messenger World'. Everyone recruits their own people, and most messengers are 'part-time'... Well, just now the Bone Messenger gave me a feeling that it was a little aggrieved..." Klein shook his head and didn't think too much about it. He turned his attention back to Mr. Azik's letter:

"…In simple terms, from the moment you gain divinity and advance to Sequence 4, you will gradually evolve into a mythical creature. This process does not end until you reach Sequence 2. Therefore, there is an essential difference between angels and saints. In ancient times, the former could even be called subordinate gods.

"Every demigod, including saints and angels, has his or her own mythological creature form. This is a non-human form that combines complex knowledge, divine qualities, and hidden symbols. Ordinary people will suffer serious harm or even mental disorder if they just take a look at it. The higher the demigod's status, the stronger the similar harm and the more difficult it is to resist. Therefore, creatures at this level must control themselves at all times and not reveal the corresponding form, otherwise their mere existence will bring disaster to the surroundings.

“For demigods, one of the main characteristics of losing control is that they lose their sanity and can no longer restrain their mythical creature form.

"However, the Saint's mythical creature form is not complete, and it still has obvious characteristics of its original race. Strictly speaking, it must reach Sequence 2 to be considered a true mythical creature..."

I don’t know if the blood that Ms. Hermit wants is the blood of a true mythical creature, or if she can be more lenient... Haha, I wonder if the umbilical cord blood left after Will Auceptin’s birth counts. He is a Sequence 1 "Snake of Fate", an absolute mythical creature, but his condition isn’t quite right... When there are more things accumulated, I can write them on the paper crane and ask Him. Well, there are only two chances left to write, so I must be cautious enough. However, I will soon return to Backlund... Thinking of this, Klein silently calculated when Will Auceptin, the "Snake of Fate", would be born.

He didn't recall exactly, but based on his impression, he thought Will Auceptin was conceived in November last year, and now it was mid-April.

So, “He” will be born in July? Or maybe a little earlier... Klein thought uncertainly. After all, he didn’t have a girlfriend or a wife in his previous life, and it was even more impossible for him to have children.

He quickly gathered his thoughts, put the matter aside for the time being, and began to arrange the ceremony, sacrificing the "Giant's Key" to himself. The reason why he did not use the spirit to carry it was because the key was too heavy and Klein could not move it yet.

Soon, he came above the gray fog, let the huge iron-black key fly to the surface of the long bronze table, and carefully checked it several times.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he produced a pen and paper and wrote down the divination statement:

"This key corresponds to the place."

Holding the paper and the key, Klein leaned back in his chair and fell into a deep sleep while meditating.

This time, the first thing that appeared in the gray sky and earth was a distorted translucent barrier. Then the picture zoomed in, and a heavy door over 10 meters high suddenly appeared.

The gate is mainly blue-gray in color, with many symmetrical symbols, logos and patterns engraved on both sides, which makes it both solemn and mysterious.

The dim light of dusk shone through, giving the double doors a distinct sense of decay, as if the day had almost come for the entire world and eternal darkness was about to arrive.

Then, Klein noticed that there was a dark hole on the left side of the door, three or four meters high, which was equivalent to the size of an adult human's fist.

The scene quickly broke apart, the dream ended, and Klein opened his eyes.

"A door similar to the Black Monastery but of a different color... the light of dusk... my interpretation is that this represents a door to the 'Giant King's Court'... Well, the first layer of twisted translucent barrier should be a symbol of the 'God-Forsaken Land' being isolated from the outside world. So, without the gray fog to eliminate interference, no matter how I divine, I won't be able to see the desired picture..." Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers and made a certain judgment in his mind.

He has decided to buy this "Giant's Key"!

After busying himself bringing 5,000 pounds in cash back to the real world, Klein packed up the items on the table, took the thick sum of money in his hand, left the room again, and walked towards the captain's room.

"Heh, the bounty for Gilchies, the '** Apostle', is equal to a key plus 1,000 gold pounds..." Klein glanced at the banknotes in his hand and knocked on the door of "Vice Admiral Iceberg" again.

With a creak, Edwina appeared at the door. She looked at the cash in Gehrman Sparrow's hand, her eyebrows moved slightly, her eyes widened, and she said suddenly and brightly:

"Do you have any results?"

Klein said, “Hmm.”

"I have got the answer. It seems to be related to the 'Giant King's Court'."

"The 'Giant Court' in myths and legends?" Edwina asked back with shining eyes.

Klein nodded slightly to express his affirmation.

Edwina opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she said nothing and directly took the 5,000 pounds in cash.

She looked back at the rows of bookshelves in the captain's room, and after a few seconds of silence, she said to Klein:

"If you are interested in these books, you can borrow them anytime during the day."

My only request is... Klein silently guessed what Vice Admiral Iceberg would say next.

"My only condition is that you share some history with me when you are free." Edwina paused and added with sparkling eyes:

Klein chuckled and thought for a moment.

"Okay, but I won't answer all the questions."

At the same time, he prayed silently in his heart:

I hope that there are more advanced methods of making spells in the collection of Vice Admiral Iceberg...

"No problem." Edwina's mouth moved slightly, and her expression became much more lively.

“See you tomorrow.” Klein took off his hat, pressed it to his chest, and bowed to say goodbye.

Edwina also responded seriously:

"See you tomorrow."

…………

Backlund, Iron Gate Street, outside the "Brave Bar".

Emlyn White left the carriage, pushed open the wooden door, and walked in.

He was immediately irritated by the mixed smell inside and raised his hand to pinch his nose in disgust.

He had not made much progress in the race to hunt down the followers of the "Original Moon", so he planned to go to the "Brave Bar" that Sherlock Moriarty often mentioned, to look for Ian, a black market arms dealer who seemed to be well-informed. Emlyn had heard the latter's name from other channels before he came.

Note 1: Adapted from the lyrics of "My Sun".

ps: There will be extra updates in the early morning. Well, from now on, I will update five minutes earlier for the early morning updates, because the updates at 0 o'clock are often stuck.