Donna's body suddenly dodged back, her pupils contracted violently, her mouth half opened, and a scream was already on her lips.

If she had not had the experience of seeing the "messenger" before, she would have lost control of herself and would have stood up in fear and staggering, regardless of whether the tables and chairs would fall over.

Fortunately, she was no longer the little girl who knew nothing about the sea when she first boarded the White Agate. Her voice only became slightly shrill, and she pointed out the window and stammered:

"Yes, there are zombies!

"A headless zombie!"

She used the most common zombie in folk legends to describe the horrible thing she had just seen.

Cecil stood up quickly, took two steps to Donna's side, looked out the window where the wind was blowing hard, and examined her carefully for a few seconds.

"Nothing," she said truthfully.

Donna shrank back, mustered up her courage, and carefully leaned forward to get closer. She saw trees swaying and debris flying outside, but there was no pedestrian in sight.

"Just now, there really was someone there, he was wearing a black cloak, he had no head, and his neck was bleeding!" Donna said as she gestured, trying to make the adults present believe her.

Her father, Uldibranche, stood up with the help of the table, walked to the window, stared for a while and said:

"Donna, you are not allowed to read the book 'Vansi Horror Collection' tonight!"

"But but..." Donna wanted to defend herself aggrievedly.

At this moment, Cleves went up to the second floor and came closer and said:

"What happened?"

"Donna said she saw zombies outside, headless zombies," another bodyguard, Teague, explained with a chuckle.

Cleves was silent for two seconds, then nodded to Donna:

“It’s okay, it will pass.

"It's very windy outside, which makes it even more dangerous. Let's leave when it calms down."

In Donna Yu's eyes, Uncle Cleves' words showed that he believed in himself and chose the safest solution, but in the eyes of Uldi, Teague and others, this was a clumsy trick to comfort a child.

Seeing that Donna was still a little nervous and the real employer was not very satisfied, Cleves pulled out a chair and sat down, saying calmly:

"There is a peculiar custom in Bansy Harbor that on nights when the weather changes drastically, one should not leave the house and should not respond to any knocking."

"If we open the door, will we be captured by the zombie?" Denton, who had seen the Skeleton Messenger with his sister, asked suddenly.

“That’s understandable.” Cleves picked up the water and took a sip.

So that's how it is... Donna calmed down, believing that as long as she didn't leave the restaurant, she wouldn't encounter the horrible zombies just now.

It was not until this time that she realized that the diners around her had already cast their eyes over here because of the commotion.

Donna felt uncomfortable all over as she was being stared at by so many people. She instinctively wanted to lower her head and avoid everything.

I didn't do anything wrong! I really saw it! Donna straightened her neck stubbornly and looked around.

She saw the gentlemen in formal suits and the ladies in beautiful dresses retract their gazes, lowered their heads, picked up the soup spoons, and scooped the dark red blood clots with several spices in the porcelain bowls into their mouths.

Their lips were stained with blood red, and their faces looked quite pale under the light of the crystal chandelier. The sharp contrast between the two made Donna inexplicably feel a sense of panic.

She quickly turned her head, waited for dinner, and secretly prayed to the goddess, hoping that the strong wind would stop as soon as possible.

…………

Bansi Telegraph Office.

As soon as Ellan and the first mate finished filming the intelligence for the navy, they noticed the wind howling outside, rattling the nearby doors and windows.

"Really? The weather here is always so unstable." Ireland put on his boat-shaped hat and sighed with a smile.

His first mate Harris laughed and said:

"Otherwise, why would it be called the 'Weather Museum'?"

"You'd better not go out. Legend has it that you may lose your head if you go out." A lady with brown curly hair, a staff member at the telegraph office, reminded slowly.

"I know, but I tried several times and nothing happened." Harris was about to open the door and leave without caring at all.

Ellan stopped him and thought for a moment before saying:

“Is it okay to go to the church next door?

"Your telegraph office is supposed to be closed, right?"

"No problem." The lady with brown curly hair still looked slow and leisurely.

Ellan nodded, opened the door of the telegraph office, and walked towards the Storm Church dozens of meters away against the strong wind that could blow up a child.

First mate Harris followed the captain, holding his hat, as if to express the idea of ​​rushing directly back to the White Onyx.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, a strong wind blew into his mouth, and all the sounds were muffled.

After hesitating for a while, he wisely shut his mouth and stopped making obviously unrealistic suggestions.

It was still a quarter before 7 o'clock, which could only be considered evening, and the door of the Storm Church was still open to the believers.

The strong wind became much gentler when it came here. At least Ireland and Harris no longer had to worry about their hats abandoning them at any time.

After entering the church and walking through the dark and solemn aisle, the two stepped into the large prayer hall and saw a man in a dark blue priest's robe sitting in the front row, quietly looking at the huge "Storm Holy Emblem" on the altar that was composed of symbols of strong winds, waves, thunder and other symbols.

Ai Erlan smiled and moved closer, patting the familiar figure on the shoulder:

"Jace, where's your bishop?"

After being slapped like this, the pastor's head shook noticeably.

Then it fell forward, hit the ground with a thud, and rolled over repeatedly.

Blood gushed out from the priest's neck like a fountain, splashing all over Ireland's face.

A cold and wet feeling entered his heart, and the bright red color blinded Ireland's eyes.

All that was left in his sight was a bloody world and a head that had finally stopped rolling, with its eyes looking up blankly.

…………

At 7:15, Klein and Danitz came out of the first-class dining room and found that the strong wind that had been shaking the ship had calmed down a lot.

After thinking for two seconds, Klein walked all the way to the cabin entrance and asked the crew member guarding there:

"Who else hasn't come back?"

The crew member had seen the passenger and the captain enjoying delicious fish meat together, and did not hide it:

“Except for the Blanche family and the Dimodo family who went to the Green Lemon Restaurant, all other passengers returned before the wind started. Haha, it’s quite far away and the dining time is quite long.

"Yes, the captain and the first mate have been to the telegraph office and haven't come back yet."

Klein nodded imperceptibly and returned to Room 312 in silence.

He stood by the window, looking at the waves blown by the wind. Even if he didn't go to the mysterious space above the gray fog to divine, he could vaguely sense that something bad was brewing and happening just by relying on his own spiritual intuition.

After waiting for another five minutes, he still didn't see Captain Ireland and Donna's family return.

Klein glanced sideways at Danitz, causing the famous pirate, who was lazily lying in the armchair, to sit up straight.

Klein retracted his gaze and walked into the bathroom without saying anything.

He skillfully closed the door, drew out a paper man, disguised himself, and came above the gray fog, ready to do another divination.

Previously, he was considering the potential risks of Bansi Harbor. Now, after the wind started, he planned to confirm the current level of danger.

"Bansi Harbor is in danger."

Klein held the pendulum and muttered something.

After repeating this over and over again, he opened his eyes and found that although the topaz pendant was rotating clockwise, the amplitude was not large and the speed was not fast.

It’s dangerous, but it’s within an acceptable range... This contradicts the previous revelation... Klein rested his elbows on the edge of the bronze table and muttered to himself in confusion.

He quickly thought of a possibility, that is, the current danger is not equal to the potential risk. Unless something is triggered or something is found out through in-depth investigation, the iceberg hidden under the sea level will appear.

This hidden risk may have existed for three or four hundred years, or even longer, and it did not arise just because of my arrival... Well, the current danger may not even have anything to do with the hidden risk. Unfortunately, I lack the necessary information and cannot make a divination based on this guess... After interpreting it, Klein quickly returned to the real world, left the bathroom, and found a chair to sit down.

He remained silent and hesitant for a long time without making any move, which made “Flame” Danitz feel inexplicably uneasy.

Ever since Gehrman Sparrow mentioned the hidden dangers in Bansy Harbor, the famous pirate has been somewhat worried.

The danger that could make this monster change his mind and not go to the Green Lemon Restaurant must be very terrible... Why is my vacation so miserable this time? It's just bad luck! Danitz was so upset by the almost frozen atmosphere that he had to stand up and pace back and forth.

At this moment, he saw the monster German Sparrow suddenly stand up, button up his double-breasted frock coat, and walk to the coat rack by the door.

Taking off his half-high silk hat, Klein looked at Blaze and said expressionlessly:

"You are free."

"Ah?" Danitz felt that this was unreal.

He suddenly understood what the other party wanted to do, and blurted out in surprise:

“You’re going to save that captain and those ordinary people?

"You, you said it's dangerous outside!"

Klein put on a half-high silk hat, picked up a black hardwood cane, and turned the doorknob while responding calmly:

“They worked with me.

“They kept it a secret for me.

“He treated me to fish and human flesh.

"He helped me compensate for the loss of 'White Shark'."

…Danis didn’t react for a moment, and asked subconsciously:

"How much compensation was paid?"

“A few soli.” Klein opened the door and walked out.

Madman! This guy is a complete madman! No matter to others or to himself, he is a madman! Danitz opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Fortunately, I am a normal person! I will stay in a safe place! Danitz retracted his gaze, thinking half mockingly and half happily.

As soon as he finished the thought, the strong wind blew again, making the glass windows creak and the candlelight in the house flicker.

Looking at this dark and surging scene, Danitz suddenly thought of a question:

The ship is parked in the port, which is also part of Bansi Port, which is not safe and may also be at risk!

I'd rather stay here alone than follow that monster. At least, at least he's powerful! Danitz's body was faster than his brain. He ran out of room 312 and finally caught up with Klein before he left the cabin.

Klein glanced at him sideways. Although he didn't say anything, his question was very obvious.

Danitz laughed and said:

"If I retreat from such a small danger, I will be laughed at by all the pirates in the Sonia Sea!"

Excuse... Klein didn't expose it and borrowed a lantern from the crew at the door.

Holding a dim lantern, gripping a hardwood cane, and wearing a black dress, he walked along the side of the ship and entered the dim harbor.

Danitz groaned as he followed closely beside him.

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