“Dimodo?

"They're still in the restaurant."

Uldi Blanche answered subconsciously.

Then, he pointed to the place where the moldy head was purified and asked urgently:

"What was that just now?"

Klein, who maintained his Gehrman Sparrow persona, did not respond. He glanced at Danitz, walked past Donna's family, and walked to the closed door of the Green Lemon Restaurant.

“Flame” Danitz held the lantern, feeling a lot more relaxed because he had finally accomplished a goal. He straightened his back, looked at Uldi and the others, and said with a chuckle:

"You don't need to worry about what it is. Just remember that it is a monster that can hurt you."

If Gehrman Sparrow hadn't been just a few meters away, he would have even wanted to declare: Only I, Lord "Flame" Danitz, can protect you!

Cleves, Cecil, and Teague looked at each other, then stepped forward and comforted their employers:

"I'll ask you again when we return to the White Agate."

Frankly speaking, the three bodyguards had all been adventurers for a period of time, but their knowledge of monsters was still limited to folk tales and drunken talk among their peers. At this point, they inevitably felt as if they were dreaming.

But for them, since they have seen creatures like mermen, other things are not so difficult to accept. At most, they are a little uglier, a little weirder, and a little more special than mermen.

After thinking this way, they felt calmer and the guns in their hands seemed to have regained their strength.

However, the pure light that descended from the sky was still beyond their comprehension. They felt that their long-formed world view, outlook on life, and values ​​were shaken. They could only put it aside for the time being and suppress all emotions deep in their hearts.

Klein stopped at the door of the Green Lemon Restaurant, raised his right hand, and tapped his fingers.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He knocked three times rhythmically, but no one answered and there was silence.

If it weren't for the candlelight shining through the windows and door cracks, Klein would have thought this was an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He knocked three more times.

Inside the restaurant, silence remained, as if everyone was observing the custom of not responding to knocking sounds in foggy weather.

Klein withdrew his right hand and patted the hem of his double-breasted frock coat.

Suddenly, he leaned back, raised his knees, and pushed his right foot forward with force.

With a clang, the door of the restaurant suddenly opened back, and all the nails that fixed the copper lock came out.

The boss Fox, who was wearing a tuxedo, had a chubby face and was almost round, still stood in his original position. The ladies and gentlemen who chose to stay overnight opened their doors one after another, stood quietly at the dividing line, and looked at this side silently.

"What do you want to do?" Fox was not angry, his tone was the same as before, but there was a revolver in his hand.

Klein, who had activated his clairvoyance, turned his head and looked around, but did not find any traces of evil on the humans present.

His sight fell on the restaurant owner, his eyes became serious, and he looked into his eyes and said:

"Where are the Dimodos?"

Fox and the other party stared at each other for two seconds with their suppressed dark brown eyes that seemed to be brewing a storm, then turned his head unnaturally and said:

"There is another table of outsiders upstairs."

“Let them come down,” Klein ordered coldly.

Fox was silent for several seconds until the other party quickly drew his gun and aimed at his head.

He took a breath, sent a waiter to the second floor, and led the Dimodo family down the stairs.

"What happened?" Dimodo was a man under 30 years old, who was on vacation with his newlywed wife.

Klein lowered his gun and said calmly:

“Something happened in Bansi Port.

"Will you come back to the ship with me, or stay here?"

"Change?" While Dimodo was chewing on the word, he saw Uldi Blanche outside nodding to him.

He knew that the other party was a wealthy import and export businessman who brought three bodyguards with him. He believed that if anything really happened, it would definitely be safer to stay with the other party, so the answer was self-evident.

As for the unique customs of Bansy Port, they are just customs! He held his newlywed wife's hand and walked towards the door, smiling politely:

"All our belongings are on board, with you of course."

"Thank you," he and his new wife thanked him at the same time, walking past Crane to join the Blanche family outside.

Klein retracted his revolver and bowed politely to his boss Fox.

"Excuse me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Cleves and the others in the light leaking out of the restaurant.

With a clang, the door of the Green Lemon Restaurant closed again, shaking slightly in the wind.

Klein actually sensed some unusual and subtle atmosphere just now, but since his clairvoyance yielded no results, he didn't want to delve into it further, lest he trigger the huge danger lurking in Bansy Harbor.

He returned to Danitz's side and scanned the number of people in the light of the lantern.

Donna's family of four, three bodyguards, the Dimodo couple, and several servants were all there... Klein swapped the positions of his revolver and cane, raised his right hand that was holding the gun, reached into his double-breasted frock coat, and stroked the "Sun Brooch."

A dark golden light flashed, and an invisible force quickly spread outward, surging over everyone present like a wave.

At this moment, Donna and others seemed to have arrived in the south, basking in the warm sunshine and dispelling the coldness in their bodies.

They were no longer so nervous and worried, and seemed to have found their courage again. The slight black color left over from the special pickled meat from Damir Port and a very small amount of evil feeling quickly melted away.

"Solar Halo" can increase the courage of companions within a range of 20 meters and purify the evil forces in their bodies!

Using this spell-like ability cast by the brooch, and controlled by Klein's spirituality and mind, he can make the power of the sun bypass targets he does not want to help.

"Let's go to the telegraph office first." Klein repeated, holding the cane in his left hand and the gun in his right hand. He determined the direction and walked forward.

Danitz followed his instructions and walked diagonally to the side, while Cleves, Cecil, and Teague very professionally took over the guard in the other two directions.

A team of more than 15 people would easily lose sight of the big picture if they were attacked, and only Flame could truly be considered a helper here... What should he do? Klein recalled the characteristics of the monsters he had encountered before, suddenly stuffed the revolver back into the gun bag under his armpit, and handed the cane to his right palm.

He reached into his pocket with his left hand, removed the spiritual wall of the iron cigarette case, took out the Azik copper whistle, held it in his palm, and occasionally tossed it up.

He believed that those undead monsters with only one head left would definitely forget about other people, and only this ancient brass whistle would remain in their "eyes"!

This way, I don't have to worry about being too late to rescue. This is the role of the MT! Klein sighed and slightly quickened his pace.

At this moment, three shriveled heads covered with mildew flew out from the thin mist ahead. They rushed towards Klein from different directions like sharp arrows, completely ignoring the existence of other fresh flesh and blood.

Three! Danitz's pupils shrank. He was a little worried that Gehrman Sparrow would be flustered, but also a little looking forward to him showing his true strength.

Three... Klein calmly shook his left palm and threw the Azik copper whistle into the air.

Those flying heads dragging their esophaguses immediately drew an arc and rushed towards the main target.

Klein took a step back and raised his hand expressionlessly to pinch the Sun Brooch.

Suddenly, dense clusters of golden flames appeared out of thin air where the copper whistle was, and a majestic sacred aura filled the air.

"Fire of Light"!

The three skinny heads screamed miserably at the same time and turned into powder in the golden flames.

Klein took two steps forward and reached out to catch Azik's copper whistle.

...Can it be like this? Another magical item? Danitz was stunned for two seconds, feeling that the matter was resolved too easily.

At this time, Dimodo and his wife also saw clearly what the thing that attacked them looked like. One of them turned pale with fear, and the other asked in panic:

"What, what is that?"

Donna turned around immediately and nodded seriously:

"I'll ask you again when we return to the White Agate."

After saying that, she raised her finger and put it to her lips, imitating Uncle Sparrow's meaning of "silence".

Dimodo thought of the sacred aura displayed by the young man in front of him, swallowed hard, pulled his wife's hand, and fell silent vigilantly. Seeing this, the servants could only obey.

The team continued to move forward on the street with only a thin moonlight. The lights in the houses on both sides had been turned off, and there was an unclear darkness behind the bay windows.

Donna always felt that there were pairs of eyes following her and the others, but due to some factors, no one showed up.

They must all be afraid of Uncle Sparrow! She held her brother's hand tightly and walked in the protective circle of her parents.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the side street corner. He was wearing a black cloak and leaning forward, revealing his neck which was still bleeding. Above his neck, there was nothing but the lining of his cloak reflecting the moonlight.

He!

The headless figure let out a low growl like a wild beast and rushed towards Klein, causing the street ground to shake slightly.

The location it passed was just about to collide with Danitz. The famous pirate cursed inwardly, waved his arm, and threw out a repeatedly compressed orange-yellow fireball from his palm.

Boom!

The fireball exploded, causing the headless man to take several steps back.

His clothes were torn, his skin was rapidly charred, and his cloak was ablaze.

But for the monster that had already lost its life, this was not a serious injury.

At this moment, with a crisp sound, the red flame on the black cloak suddenly rose up, as if blooming.

Klein, wearing a coat, jumped out of the firelight. Using the inertia of falling and his own strength, he thrust the cane in his hands directly into the headless man's neck.

Phew!

The cane sank into the headless man's body and protruded from his crotch.

Bang! Klein's back muscles bulged, and he stabbed the headless monster to the ground!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stood behind the other person, continued to hold the cane tightly, and infused spirituality into the "Sun Brooch".

He had just used his spiritual vision to determine that "Summoning Holy Light", "Purifying Slash" and "Fire of Light" would not be able to deal with this dark green monster in a short period of time, so he had to try another method.

Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds. The headless man struggled hard, but like a snake, he was half-kneeling and nailed to the ground by the cane.

Two seconds, one second!

Klein spoke in a low voice, uttering a word in ancient Hermetic language:

"sun!"

Specks of bright light appeared and turned into water droplets, falling down and pouring on the headless man.

Zizzz! Black-green gas emerged, and Klein let go of his cane and took two steps to the side.

In the sparse "rainwater", the headless man twitched continuously, and finally calmed down and melted into a pool of blood.

There is no extraordinary characteristic... This means that it is not a real enemy. At most, it is a manufactured "servant"... Klein pulled back his cane and turned to walk towards the team.

"How cool!" Denton exclaimed belatedly.

Donna's eyes were also sparkling.

Or he relied on the power of magical items... However, that flash that relied on fire showed his true strength. He was really hard to deal with... "Flame" Danitz retracted his gaze, feeling that his previous decision not to run away blindly was really wise.

Seven or eight minutes later, the team, having cleared out two waves of monsters, arrived at the Bansi Port Telegraph Office.

Cleves took the initiative to step forward and knocked on the door.

"Who?" A calm female voice came from inside.

“We want to find Mr. Ireland, the captain of the White Agate,” Cleves answered through the door.

In the quiet night, the female voice said neither fast nor slow:

"He and his first mate went to the church next door."

The people here talk a little strangely, or is it only like this on nights like this? Klein tossed a gold coin to confirm that the other party was not lying.

As they were about to leave, the female voice in the telegraph office hesitated and said:

"Can you please help me keep an eye on someone?

“He is my colleague, he went out before the wind started tonight and never came back.

"His name is Pavo Court."