"There is danger in the hotel."

Klein muttered the divination words in a low voice, entered a meditative state, and ejected the gold coins.

when!

A faint but clear sound echoed in the quiet room, and the gold coin tumbled down and landed in Klein's palm.

This time the number is facing up, indicating a negative.

There’s no danger… Klein frowned and looked around, then took out a bottle of essential oil that repels insects from his coat on the coat rack.

He sprinkled it around him, then quickly took four steps backwards, entered the gray fog, and did a confirmatory divination.

It only took him about ten seconds to get the revelation that there was still no danger.

Back in the real world, Klein shook his head, put back the gold coins and the bottle, put on his coat, pants, and leather boots, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back against the pillow, and treated it with caution.

He still remembered his "Fortune Teller's Rules", especially the one that "divination is not omnipotent", so even if the answers were all safe, he did not dare to relax and continue to sleep.

This is not to say that he does not believe in the ability of the gray fog to block interference, but that he believes that there are too many possibilities, and his divination statements may not be accurate or comprehensive, thus leading to misinterpretation.

He already had some guesses about what had just happened, which was that the four adventurers in the restaurant had indeed found an abandoned and forgotten ancient temple in the primitive jungle of Simim Island and gained wealth or cultural relics, but they also alarmed the corresponding evil spirits that were lingering on, and were entangled by evil thoughts or curses.

As time passed, Klein suddenly felt some subtle spiritual fluctuations spreading out from the nearby room and quickly blending into the surrounding darkness.

The hidden undercurrent that he was somewhat aware of disappeared, and the tranquility of the night returned completely.

As expected... He really has extraordinary abilities... Is this the problem? Wait a little longer. It will be dawn in an hour or two anyway... If something goes wrong, there is also a church and the Mandated Punisher team here... Klein half-closed his eyes and began to meditate.

…………

Bayam, the fragrant leaf bar.

Danitz, who was determined to fool the monitor, was holding the "Lelangqi" and drunkenly watching several girls dancing hot and sexy dances on the boxing ring.

"Shit! Not a single piece of clothing is missing in such a long time!" He shouted loudly along with other drunkards.

Then, regardless of whether there was any response or not, they laughed at each other, clinked their glasses and took a sip of liquor.

"Have you read the newspaper?" A man who was still hanging out in the bar late at night burped and said to his companion.

"Have you had your brain eaten by a donkey? Do you think, do you think I can understand those twisting letters? Storm, I'm only interested in this kind of twisting! Hahaha!" The companion raised his glass, pointed at the dancing girls, and laughed at what he thought was a humorous answer.

The man who spoke earlier slapped him on the back of his head:

"'Steel' is dead!

"Killed by 'flame'!"

Danitz, who was nearby, was stunned at first, then sat up straight and tilted his head slightly.

He cleared his throat and took a sip of liquor, appearing to be nonchalant, but secretly moved over there, wanting to hear what others had to say about the matter.

The adventurer and pirate who brought him into the business once said that life at sea would be meaningless without liquor, women and bragging.

"Steel? What steel? Let me tell you, when I was young, I once defeated a steel pipe!" another drunkard interrupted.

"What on earth did you do to the steel pipe? Should I say, wow, you're so thin?" The man who spoke first smiled "I understand."

He did not wait for an answer, but said:

"'Iron' McVitie is dead, and the second mate of 'Admiral of Blood' is dead!"

He growled the last half of his sentence, scaring a nearby guy who was already unable to stand and slid under the table, mumbling in fear:

"It's not me. I didn't do it..."

Bullshit! The bar is always so chaotic! Hurry up and get to the point, I'm waiting for you to praise Lord "Flame"! The disguised Danitz wanted to throw the wine glass in his hand at the heads of those people.

"The newspaper said that it was a joint effort of the navy and the church. 'Steel' died, 'Bloody Thorn' died, Calm Squall died, and John Smith and his gang of villains were also arrested!" A relatively sober drunk squeezed over and joined the topic.

"No, no, no, that's not the truth!" The man who first brought up the topic smiled and shook his head. "I have a friend in a newspaper, and he told me that they have accurate information, but they can't publish it. The navy and the church are just being used, and the real murderer is 'Flame' Danitz and a mysterious, experienced, and powerful adventurer and bounty hunter."

"Impossible! 'Flame' Danitz will never be able to defeat 'Steel'. Even if he launches a sneak attack, he can't kill Steel!" Several nearby drinkers expressed similar opinions at the same time.

"The key point is that powerful adventurer. I suspect he is an adventurer close to the level of a pirate general!" The man leading the topic emphasized, "I don't know where Danitz got to know this guy. Haha, he also made a contribution. It is said that he was the one who killed Bloody Thorn! Didn't you notice? The bounty for Blaze has changed, and the reward has been raised to 4,200 pounds!"

"right!"

"real?"

"'Flame' is not simple!"

"What a fierce pirate, no, a great pirate!"

"Big pirate? I didn't see that last time I drank with him!"

Bah! You son of a bitch, when have I ever had a drink with you? I don't even know you! Amidst the exclamations, Danitz thought happily:

4200 pounds! If those guys knew, they would definitely get up at night to clean the deck with envy. Hahahaha, I can now be said to be the strongest boatswain of the "Golden Dream"!

At this moment, Danitz wanted to fly back to the ship, drink and brag with guys like "Iron Sheet" and "Water Bucket", and talk about the thrilling events in Bansi Port, how he defeated the fallen bishop, how he cleverly escaped from the ambush of "Steel" and others, how he set traps to clear out the enemies, and how he would never be able to play the game of life again.

It's a pity that for the captain, I have to continue to be a servant to the madman Gehrman Sparrow... Alas, I'm already a pirate worth 4,200 pounds! Danitz sighed and let himself continue to be paralyzed by alcohol.

…………

As the bells of the Storm Church rang, the orange sun rose in the sky, and the surroundings were still so quiet that only the sound of water could be heard.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief without waiting for anything unusual to happen. He took off his clothes again, returned to bed, and slept for more than two hours.

He was considered spiritually strong and woke up at 8:30 as scheduled. He washed and changed his clothes slowly, went to the first floor to buy a loaf of bread with cooked chestnuts and a glass of "Gulu tree juice", and walked towards the pier while eating.

Because he had bought a 9 o'clock return ferry ticket when he arrived, Klein kept time and prepared to board the ship.

Just then, he saw the lady with the blue-grey eyes and the three male adventurers in her team.

They are buying boat tickets at the ticket office.

The ship is about to depart, and they will definitely miss the 9 o'clock ship... They don't know what they took from the abandoned temple, but they attracted a kind of evil spirit last night. Don't let anything unexpected happen when you're on the ferry... Klein blocked the adventurers' sight with his body and took out a gold coin to do a divination.

The revelation he gained was that the following passenger ship was not in danger.

Klein hesitated for two seconds, glanced at the passengers waiting for the 10 o'clock ferry near the ticket office, and rubbed his fingers silently, lighting the ticket in his hand.

He returned to the ticket office as if nothing had happened and bought a ticket for the 10 o'clock ferry for 4 soli.

Next, he went to the bathroom at the dock, went above the gray fog, and did a quick divination on the issue he was worried about.

He thought clearly that if the results showed that there were major hidden dangers, he would not risk boarding the ship, but would find a way to stop the ship from sailing and, if necessary, destroy the ship covertly to prevent innocent people from dying.

If it is consistent with the divination revelation just now, he will ride normally, just to prevent accidents.

Ultimately, the answer is no problem.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and returned directly to the real world. He adjusted the position of the fish-man's swim bladder to the place where it would be most convenient to take out.

If an accident really happens, this extraordinary material will be very important in the vast ocean.

——Extraordinary materials can also be used preliminarily and simply, just like the "All-Black Eye" that has been contaminated by the "True Creator".

…………

10 o'clock sharp.

Klein, who looked like Gehrman Sparrow, picked up his suitcase and followed the group of adventurers onto the passenger ship.

Along the way, he seemed to be dozing off or reading outdated newspapers and magazines on the ship, but in fact he was always paying attention to the lady with blue-gray eyes and her companion.

This kind of vigilance continued all the way to the port of Bayam, and no accidents occurred in the meantime.

Did they solve all the problems? What did they gain? Klein stopped by the roadside and bought the latest newspaper from the newsboy. He watched the four adventurers go away from the corner of his eye until they disappeared.

Phew… Klein decided not to think about it anymore. As long as it didn’t harm the overall environment, he didn’t care what those people did. He was just a little curious.

He picked up his suitcase and walked towards Sour Lemon Street while flipping through the newspaper, like an ordinary passerby.

Suddenly, he chuckled and said to himself:

"The bounty on Danitz has risen to 4,200 pounds..."

If this continued, he doubted whether he would be able to help but hand this guy over to the Governor's Office.

After strolling back to the Azure Wind Hotel, Klein heard waves of snoring from inside before he even took out his key.

He didn't run away? Klein was slightly surprised, but not too surprised.

He had previously tampered with the "Shadow Cloak". As long as Danitz left, he could use divination to track him all the way and find "Vice Admiral Iceberg".

Although timid, he was still cautious... Klein opened the door and walked in. He looked at Danitz who was startled and grinned a little:

"Congratulations, Mr. 4200 Pounds."

Danitz instantly became extremely sober and wanted to laugh dryly in response, but he couldn't.

At this moment, he felt that his life might be in danger.

PS: I would like to remind you that I am voting for the character list, not the writer list~