When he heard the illusory layers of prayers, Klein was attending a dinner party at Portland Momont's home due to the time difference.

Such a banquet starts at 7:30 and can last until 9:30 or even 10 o'clock, because there are more than ten or twenty dishes including appetizers, soups, side dishes, main dishes, staple foods, vegetables, fruits, desserts, etc. The butlers will serve them one by one in order, remove and replace them uniformly, and never let the table be messy. The interval between each dish is left for the guests to chat, and the gentleman should take the initiative to chat with the lady on his right.

In short, it was quite troublesome and tiring. I even had to pay attention to which dish to order and which glass of wine to drink... But it tasted pretty good... Klein took the opportunity when the roasted tender lamb was replaced and said to Mrs. Willis on the right:

"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

He then stood up, placed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly, greeted the other guests, and left the table to go to one of the bathrooms on the second floor.

After entering and locking the door, Klein immediately took four steps backwards and arrived above the gray fog.

“…Mr. The Hanged Man’s prayer. He hopes that I can help him gain the goodwill of the Obnis sea monster. He is willing to collect 15 pages of Roselle’s diary, or help me do something of equal value… His progress is not slow…” Klein sat in the position of The Fool, spreading his spirituality and touching the crimson star that was constantly expanding and contracting.

He thought for a few seconds and said:

"Investigate all the Feysac colonels who participated in the Battle of Konoto in 1338."

As an expert in history, after learning from the spirit of the "interrogator" that he died at sea in 1338 at the hands of the Feysac people, Klein immediately figured out which naval battle it corresponded to.

Throughout the year of 1338, the relationship between Loen and Feysac was tense and there were occasional frictions, but there was only one war in which a colonel-level officer was killed, and that was the naval battle that broke out in East Balam Konoto.

And in a Feysac fleet, there definitely won't be too many colonels!

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In the dark and deep sea water, Alger Wilson saw endless gray-white fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.

Investigating all the colonels of the Feysac Empire who participated in the Battle of Konoto in 1338... Why would Mr. Fool pay attention to such a small person? Is there a huge secret involved? Alger's heart moved, and he no longer hesitated and agreed directly:

"Your will is my will."

Such a task would be difficult and complicated for him, but not dangerous, and was something he could handle at the moment.

After responding, Alger once again heard Mr. Fool's low voice:

"You can return to the vicinity of the target."

Is that the solution? As expected of Mr. Fool! After obtaining the authority, He is more like a sea god than Kalvetua, and His power is no longer limited to the Rorsted Islands! Alger was delighted and thanked him solemnly. Then he bent his back, spread his legs, turned down, and dived again.

In just a few minutes, he returned to the underwater volcano and saw that the huge dark cave was surrounded by chaotic water and tentacles, and it had not yet calmed down.

Although Alger believed that Mr. Fool was powerful and terrifying enough, and was an ancient god who was reviving, he still instinctively became cautious after seeing this scene and approached him carefully.

He initially suspected that the countless tentacles waved by Obnis were welcoming him.

At this time, above the gray fog, Klein, who was holding the "Scepter of Poseidon", frowned slightly.

"He refuses to communicate with Poseidon, and even hates this feeling and is unwilling to get close to him..." He whispered as if he had a toothache.

The influence he had just used prayers to exert on the surrounding sea had failed!

For some unknown reason, the Obonis sea monster has a strong resistance to the extraordinary ability of marine life to get close to it.

Through the thick tentacles that were violently raging in the prayer image, Klein vaguely felt the target's anger. It wanted to tear apart any creature that dared to approach it.

"Mr. 'The Hanged Man' is gone, gone..." Klein's mouth twitched, and he decided to change his approach.

He raised the "Poseidon's Scepter" a little higher, causing the blue-green gems on it to light up one after another, emitting a bright and dazzling light!

Then, he transmitted the violent aura of the "Lightning Storm" and inflicted it on the Obonis sea monster.

The thick tentacles that had stirred up the seabed suddenly solidified, then fell down and stuck tightly to the ground. In the dark cave, countless green spots of light appeared.

Amidst a teeth-grinding gurgling sound, a horrifying monster that could swallow a sailboat crawled out. Its patterned black body was huge and twisted, with three heads, each with more than a dozen eyes, and each of them could emit green light!

The monster then crept down, as obedient as a domesticated hound.

"Sure enough, communication requires skills." Klein nodded with satisfaction and once again used his extraordinary ability to get close to marine life. Relying on spiritual communication, he made the three heads of the Obnis sea monster open their mouths at the same time.

This made three deep "caves" appear in front of Alger's eyes, each of which could allow a sailboat to pass through.

Praise Mr. Fool… Alger looked up at the “magnificent” scene before him and couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

He wasted no time, picked the middle head, and swam in quickly.

A winding tunnel quickly appeared in Alger's sight. Its walls were made of flesh and blood, and it was as spacious as the front deck of the Blue Avenger.

Gurgle, the water surged inwards and went deeper into the tunnel. Alger seized the opportunity and plunged into it.

Suddenly, he seemed to be back to the time when he first became a "sailor", fighting with the waves, and was thrown dizzy and unable to maintain his balance.

By the time Alger used his extraordinary ability and finally stabilized his body, he had left the flesh and blood tunnel and was in a dark and empty world. He felt something sticky under his feet and there was a strong fishy smell all around him.

Just one second later, Alger discovered that the ** here was corroding him, and he hurriedly created a layer of water film around him, causing it to swell and become larger, turning into a transparent sphere.

He knew that he had entered Obnis's stomach, so he took out the bottles and jars he had prepared long ago and began to mix the potion without hesitation.

One by one, the auxiliary materials were thrown into the wide-mouthed metal bottle, mixing themselves into a deep blue liquid. Then, a transparent "jellyfish" that looked like it was wrapped in azure water was carefully placed in by Alger.

The distant singing voice suddenly became intense, then calmed down again. There was no ripple or bubble in the water in the wide-mouthed metal bottle. It was as deep as the ocean before a storm.

Alger calmed himself down and meditated before picking up the metal bottle and drinking the "Ocean Singer" potion inside.

The cold, numb liquid slid through his esophagus, entered his stomach, and instantly spread to every cell of his body in an incredible way.

At this moment, Alger vaguely heard countless voices. They came from all the creatures in the entire sea area, but many of them were blocked by the body of the Obnis sea monster, leaving only a few relatively vague ones.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Alger only felt his heart beating violently, gushing out blood, spirituality, and sound waves, transforming his vocal cords and soul.

He opened his mouth uncontrollably and let out a huge sigh.

With a sigh, Alger only felt that his spirit body was torn a little. As the sound waves spread outward, they first turned into mottled scales on the skin, and then pulled out long strips of flesh, allowing these to evolve into waving tentacles.

The sound waves continued to move outward with the spirit fragments, and came into contact with the mucus in the stomach of the Obnis sea monster. It strangely bounced back and poured into Alger's body again.

Alger's nearly out-of-control state improved immediately. He seized the opportunity and sang loudly without fear of embarrassment, wanting to vent all the invisible sound waves in his body that could burst him.

The rough, chaotic, out-of-tune singing voice, full of the texture of heavy metal, spread out in circles, mixed with many fragments of spirits, and then all of them were bounced back by the sticky liquid in the belly of the Obnis sea monster.

In this process, Alger was like the material in a sonic furnace, being polished and shaped bit by bit.

Finally, he regained full control of his body and began to restrain the surging spiritual power.

Finally... Alger closed his eyes and an irrepressible smile appeared on his face.

He completed his initial goal over the years and was promoted to "Ocean Singer"!

He gained a shallow control over lightning, a better, more comprehensive and longer-lasting talent for underwater activities, and the ability to influence his targets with his singing... The latter ability has several directions because of the different characteristics of each person. One is to use beautiful singing to interfere with the enemy's spirit, causing him to become dazed or unconscious, or to increase his own explosive power. One is to simulate thunder to shock people. One is to rely on messy and unpleasant singing to make the enemy irritable and lose their minds... Alger examined his own condition, and his expression was a little strange.

He quickly shook off his thoughts in this regard, picked up his belongings, swam upstream to the mouth of the Obnis sea monster, and tapped its already closed mouth.

The mouth slowly opened, and suddenly roared, spewing out everything in its mouth.

Alger seemed to be in mid-air in an instant and almost collided with a shark.

After a flurry of activity, he surfaced and swam towards where the Blue Avenger was.

Only when the silhouette of the ghost ship came into his eyes did he truly breathe a sigh of relief.

——One of the issues that Alger was worried about before was that when he went to be promoted, the Blue Avenger would suddenly behave abnormally.

Although an hour or two is not a big problem, the world is always full of surprises.

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After receiving another thank you from Mr. The Hanged Man, Klein returned to the real world, washed his hands, left the bathroom, and walked towards the restaurant.

When the aroma of food filled his nose again, he took a slow breath, returned to his seat with a smile, and sat down while greeting.

At this point, the banquet has entered the dessert stage.

It seems that I have stayed in the bathroom for a long time... I hope that after today, there will be no reputation of Dwayne Dantès being constipated... Klein muttered to himself silently, then smiled and said to Mrs. Willis on the right:

"When I was young, I ate a lot of strange foods in the southern continent. One of them was called Tenet Tree Plum. It tasted like whipped cream, just like the ones on desserts now."

He tactfully explained the reason for coming back so late, which was that his stomach had become fragile when he was young.

PS: During the double period, please guarantee the minimum monthly ticket~

PS: I recommend a book, "A Journey of Famous Works". When world classics are injected with online literature genes, can you still escape the invitation of reincarnation?