Danitz's worries did not become a reality. Klein just glanced at him and walked into the bedroom to rest.
During the five hours on the ferry, his spirit was always in a highly tense state. He was also disturbed last night and did not sleep well, so it was inevitable that he felt a little tired at this time.
With a clang, Klein closed the bedroom door.
Phew… I was scared to death! Danitz relaxed all of a sudden and slumped down in the easy chair.
Just now, scenes of himself turning into gold pounds appeared in his mind, scene after scene, and it was difficult to stop.
After a period of calm, Danitz hung out in the bar until dawn before returning to the hotel and fell asleep again. He dreamed that the captain came to rescue him, but failed and was captured by Gehrman Sparrow instead, which gave this crazy adventurer an extra maid.
Just as Danitz was extremely angry but did not dare to resist, and was about to wake up, he suddenly saw the blurry scene around him become clear and freeze in the luxurious suite of the "Azure Wind" Hotel.
Boom, boom, boom.
Danitz heard a slow and measured knock on the door.
Am I dreaming? Danitz held this doubt in his mind, walked to the door, and turned the handle.
The gap in the door became larger and larger, and he saw a familiar figure.
This is a beautiful lady with an oval face, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a pair of light blue eyes like clear spring water.
Her long brown hair was parted in the middle, tied into a simple yet exquisite knot at the back of her head, and then flowed smoothly down.
She was not wearing a hat and was wearing a beige coat that was tightened at the waist. There was a large palm-sized flower-shaped decoration made of white lace at the collar that spread down.
The coat is paired with a dark knee-length skirt with pleated, slightly fluffy hem, and a pair of leather boots that are similar in color to her hair.
"Captain!" Danitz exclaimed.
He immediately came to his senses and quickly turned around, taking a defensive stance towards Gehrman Sparrow’s bedroom.
"Be careful! Run! There's a madman looking for you! There's a terrorist organization behind him!"
As his desire for sacrifice gushed out, Danitz heard his captain calmly say:
“This is a dream.”
Dream... Yes, I'm dreaming, what's there to be afraid of... Danitz glanced around, put away his arms, turned around and stepped back, saying:
"Captain, have you simulated the ability of 'Nightmare'? No, you were still near Sonia Island last week."
Sonia Island is the largest island in this sea area and the origin of the name of the Sonia Sea. It is almost equivalent to a small continent. It was originally the only remaining settlement of elves after the Cataclysm, but as time went on, this ancient extraordinary race was troubled by various factors and gradually died out, leaving only occasional, sporadic appearances to prove that they have not been completely extinct.
At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the Kingdom of Loen occupied this island, but in the "Twenty Years' War", they suffered a disastrous defeat and handed Sonia Island over to the Feysac Empire. It has been more than seven hundred years since then.
Sonia Island is located in the northwest of the Rorsted Archipelago. It takes nearly half a month to get there by boat. It is impossible for "Iceberg Vice Admiral" Edwina Edwards, who was still near Sonia Island last week, to reach Bayam this week unless she can fly or travel through the spirit world.
The beautiful lady whom Danitz called the captain nodded:
"We have just entered the Rorsted Sea area, 1,000 nautical miles from Bayam."
In other words, it will take another three or four days to arrive? This is normal... Danitz said curiously:
"This should have gone beyond the scope of 'nightmare'?"
And it is far more than... he added in his mind.
Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina entered the room and walked towards the table and chairs:
"It's not a 'nightmare', it's a secret ritual magic that uses certain items you left on the ship to enter your dreams from a faraway place..."
Listening to the captain's meticulous explanation, Danitz instantly felt like he was back on the "Golden Dream" and starting class.
I have never heard of this kind of ritual magic before... Yes, the captain has mastered many strange and rare magic and sorcery, and no one can figure out how much knowledge she possesses... She seems to have mentioned that her Sequence Title is "Secret Art Instructor"... Well, if I had known that she had this "secret art" before, I wouldn't have worried about how to inform her of Bayam's misfortune... Danitz was lost in thought and interrupted Edwina's description:
"Captain, do you notice that there is a problem with the contact point here?"
"Well, this is another secret technique..." Edwina seemed inclined to describe the specific method in detail.
Upon seeing this, Danitz sighed:
"Poor old Lynn and the others..."
Edwina stopped, turned her back to the window, and asked briefly:
"What happened?"
“This needs to start from Damir Port.” Danitz’s spirits lifted, and he felt that his long-term repression had finally paid off at this moment.
He described in lengthy language how he tried to recruit Gehrman Sparrow, only to discover that he was a lunatic, and exaggerated his tragic experience on the White Agate.
According to the speech he had prepared the night before, he described the weirdness and horror of Bansy Harbor, the ambush and siege by "Iron" McVitie, the counterattack and hunt after joining forces with Gehrman Sparrow, and carefully elaborated on his speculation about Gehrman Sparrow's ability and background, including the "creeping hunger" and the secret powerful organization.
During this process, he tried his best to restore the truth, but slightly exaggerated the role he played, raising his status from a servant and attendant to an assistant and collaborator.
Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina listened quietly without interrupting him. At the end, she nodded slightly and said:
"He meant no harm."
He? Gehrman Sparrow had no ill intentions? Danitz said quickly:
“Captain, no matter what, he is a dangerous guy!
"Are you sure he means no harm?"
"Not sure." Edwina responded very calmly.
“…What about what you did just now?” Danitz took a breath silently. He felt that the captain was similar to Gehrman Sparrow, the type that he couldn’t have a good conversation with.
Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina said without any abnormality in her expression:
"That's my speculation and judgment."
"..." Danitz rubbed his forehead with his right hand. "In short, he is very dangerous. There is a secret organization behind him that we don't know the situation. Captain, I don't think you should take the risk of communicating with him, even if he claims that he has something to ask."
Edwina thought for a moment and said:
“No need to take risks.
"I can communicate with him through you."
Danitz first breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously and expectantly:
"Captain, what should I do? Or, how can I cooperate with you?"
Edwina raised her right hand, and a stand and a blackboard appeared in her dream:
“You are required to perform a ceremony.
"It's called the 'Spiritual Ritual'. It allows my spirit to pass through the spirit world and attach itself to your body, allowing me to communicate directly with Gehrman Sparrow. For those below the level of demigod, the effective distance is no more than 500 nautical miles...
"It involves reason and communication, and belongs to the realm of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. You must draw the corresponding symbols and magical signs...
"In mysticism, the god of knowledge and wisdom is the blue star, which requires mercury, brass, lavender, pepper, and mint as materials...
"Blue Star corresponds to Saturday. Blue Star time is from midnight to 1 o'clock on Friday, and from 11 o'clock to 12 o'clock on Saturday..."
As Edwina explained, she wrote down the key points that needed to be remembered on the blackboard. Danitz instinctively sat down and pretended to listen attentively.
As he listened, he suddenly felt confused:
Why do I study even in my dreams?
…………
In the bedroom, Klein, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up and vaguely realized something.
He turned over and got up, then listened carefully and found that although Danitz was snoring in the living room, it was much calmer than before.
This wasn't a very strange behavior, but for a veteran in the mysticism like Klein who had experienced many things, it was abnormal enough.
He walked lightly to the door separating the bedroom and the living room, reached out for the handle, and turned it slowly.
Klein walked out of the bedroom silently and saw Danitz lying on the armchair, sleeping soundly. Everything around him was normal as before.
Klein quietly opened his spiritual vision and checked the "flame", but did not find any problems. Whether it was the color of the aura or the changes in emotions, the other party was normal and within a reasonable range.
After looking down for a while, Klein frowned slightly and reached out to take out a silver talisman.
"Dream spell!"
…………
In the dream, Danitz was learning the "Spiritual Ceremony" with a bitter look on his face, not doubting at all that the captain in front of him was someone else in disguise.
No one can fake such a style, such a hobby, and such a specialty!
Just at this moment, he heard the sound of the lock turning.
Subconsciously, Danitz turned his head to look at the bedroom, only to see the gap in the door getting bigger and bigger. Gehrman Sparrow, wearing only a white shirt, walked out with an expressionless face.
"You! How did you come out!" Danitz stood up suddenly and blurted out in surprise.
He quickly came to his senses and stammered:
“This, this is my dream!”
How come Gehrman Sparrow just appeared out of nowhere?
Klein put one hand in the pocket of his dark trousers and walked towards the lady with her back to the window. He responded in a low voice:
"A charm."
Then, he looked directly at the woman and asked in a positive tone:
"Edwina Edwards?"
This outfit is a bit strange... She doesn't look like an adventurer, nor a pirate. She looks more like a woman who works in a respectable profession and supports herself independently... Clothing of this style seems to have come from Intis... Klein thought with a little discomfort.
Edwina nodded slightly and asked in the same way:
"German Sparrow?"
"Yes, good afternoon, ma'am." Klein smiled a little, put his hand on his chest, and bowed.
Edwina nodded and responded:
"good afternoon."
Klein, who maintained his persona, stopped talking and waited for the other party to ask about his purpose.
…
He looked at Edwina.
…
Edwina looked at him.
…
There was suddenly silence in the dream for several minutes.
Danitz looked to the right from time to time, and sometimes to the left, feeling inexplicably that all this might really be just a dream.
PS: There is only one draft left, so I can’t update it in the early morning. I’ll still update it at the old time. But I hope you will vote for me next Monday~