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   Chapter 496 Meeting at Oravi Island

  "Next time I'm so impulsive, remember to persuade me." With

  one-third of the main mast broken and the sails swaying in the wind, the "Redhead" finally arrived at the port of Oravi Island before nightfall on Wednesday and docked at the pier equipped with a repair dock.

  Looking at the deck covered with sawdust and half of the side of the ship bare, Angel whispered to Elaine beside him.

  "I'll try my best."

  The brown-haired lady murmured in reply.

  She also looked tired, half of which was due to various accidents and battles on the road, and the other half was due to the negative effects of her "Ring of Madness".

  As soon as it left Bayam's private port, the "Redhead" encountered a storm of a small scale that came and went quickly, blowing the sailboat off the scheduled route and reminding Angel that she was also wearing a magical item that could bring bad luck to people.

  Fortunately, after shepherding the "Wind-loving One", Angel had a certain ability to control the strong wind. Through a method that was not scientific at all, but very mystical, she stood on the deck and blew hard at the sails. She made the ship that almost deviated and hit the reef barely return to the deep water area, avoiding the tragic ending of sinking as soon as it set sail.

  This display of extraordinary abilities did not scare the hired sailors, but instead quickly brought their morale, which had already begun to decline, back to the best level. After all, the enemy's extraordinary people were terrible, and the extraordinary people they had were the most reliable teammates.

  Under the command of Elaine, who had considerable sailing experience, the "Redheaded Girl" that had deviated quickly returned to the normal course and rushed to Oravi Island, but the original plan to arrive before Klein quickly failed because of encountering a pirate ship. Angel, who had been depressed for a long time and was full of anger, finally found an opportunity to vent.

  Because of the fear that the Loen military's ironclad ships would enter the Five Seas and the pirates would be swept out of the area in batches, the pirates near the Rorsted Islands have been very active in recent months, eager to rob all the supplies they see day and night, and make the last profit before "retiring from the golden basin". The same is true for the pirate ship that targeted Angel.

  Just after firing a few shots in a demonstration and breaking the mast of the new ship painted red, the pirates on the pirate ship found that they began to feel dizzy, vomit, and have a fever. Soon they lay on the deck in a swaying manner. The captain, the only one who could barely hold on in the "disease", had no time to order a retreat, and his body and head were separated by the bone blade extending from behind.

  Until Angel, holding the captain's head, swam back to the "Redhead Girl" and ordered to continue to move towards Oravi Island in the fearful eyes of the sailors, the pirate ship was still uncontrolled.

  Although there were no deadly germs spread, the various minor illnesses were enough to make the looters uncomfortable for a long time. Maybe when they were discovered by the patrolling navy, no one on the ship could stand up.

  After many twists and turns, the "Redheaded Lady" finally brought a ship of sailors to the port of Oravi. Angel could see that the two-day thrilling voyage had exhausted all the sailors physically and mentally. She whispered to Elaine and discussed a few words, giving the sailors three days off. Anyway, the ship also needed a major overhaul, and it was probably not going to leave the port again for a week.

  The two of them carried the pirate captain's head wrapped in black cloth, left the dock, and went to the Port Authority. There, Elaine, who was familiar with various procedures, would report the encounter in a formal manner, collect the possible bounty, and arrange repairs for the "Redheaded Lady".

  "I hope the bounty of this pirate can pay for the repairs this time."

  Angel muttered, stepped into the busy Port Authority, and quickly scanned the area. There was nothing special, so he let Elaine in.

  While the latter went to handle the formalities, Angel stood in front of the notice board, habitually looking for her wanted poster. Under the watchful eyes of the public, she did not dare to tear up the wanted poster, but it was necessary to learn about it in advance.

  Oravi Island was a transit station from Blue Mountain Island where Bayam was located to many colonial islands in the Sonia Sea. It was originally a deserted island, but it gradually became a busy port city during continuous development. It had long been connected to wired telegraphs, so the update speed of various wanted posters was much faster than that of small places with poor information.

  Angel soon found her wanted poster in a less conspicuous corner of the notice board. It also only had a simple description of her appearance, and it was almost impossible to lock her in, but the huge bounty of 18,000 pounds was still very dazzling, making people want to grab the paper away.

  "Oh, I can hardly figure out the intentions of the Church of Storms. Among the wanted posters with bounties over 2,000 pounds, I am the only one without a portrait, and the description is also very vague, as if they were just perfunctory.

  "Vice Admiral Disease Tracy lost her flagship, but the bounty increased to 30,000 pounds, exceeding that of Vice Admiral Dusk. Is it because the sinking scene of the Black Death was too strange, and her value increased because of it? Then she should thank me..."

  "'Flame' is still the same. He didn't work hard after leaving us..."

  Looking at the wanted posters of familiar people one by one, Angel felt a long-lost sense of comparison. She was happy that her value was still three times that of Danitz, but she felt that her defeated opponent Tracy was so much more expensive than her and was unworthy of her reputation, until her eyes stopped on a newspaper clipping.

  Telegraphs cannot transmit newspapers, so this must be an old newspaper brought by the nearest ship. It describes the crazy deeds of an adventurer: he randomly fired in a crowded bar, beat up the pirates on the wanted list, and threatened to come to collect the bounty after killing the pirates. He then left. Dozens of people, including the pirate's friends, watched the whole process, but none of them dared to join the fight. In

  the corner of the newspaper clipping, there was a portrait of a thin face with sharp edges, and his name was written in cursive below:

  Gehrman Sparrow!

  Klein...

  ... He didn't call me for such an interesting thing?

  Thinking of the first time she came to the sea, she and Klein beat up the bartender in Damir Port and escaped from the scene. The refreshing feeling of breaking the moral shackles in her heart made Angel feel that the blood flow in her body was accelerated.

  However, he didn't get on the wanted list for doing such a thing. It seems that the colonial officials quite encourage this kind of violent behavior of killing pirates in the street... She thought about it, and saw Elaine, who was in disguise, walking out of the inner room with a faint smile on her face.   

  "Did you get the bounty?" She asked in a low voice after approaching. There were many people around, and although they were not worried about retaliation, they still knew that they should not show off their wealth.

  "Not yet, they want to verify the information, and it can be paid tomorrow at the earliest. A total of 800 pounds. You killed a pirate with a good reputation."

  Elaine also answered in a low voice, with a red glow of excitement on her face, and she was happy about this unexpected income.

  "It sounds like the level of the 'Red Skull Pirates'..."

  Angel didn't care. A pirate with a sequence of 9 at most was killed. The only regret was that he didn't have time to wait for the other party's extraordinary characteristics to be analyzed in time because he was in a hurry, so he lost a small amount of money.

  After leaving the Port Authority, Elaine planned to stay in a nearby hotel to prepare for collecting the bounty and repairing the ship tomorrow. Angel said goodbye to her and came to the port city next to the dock to look for Klein's traces.

  According to the speed of the passenger ship, he should have arrived at Oravi Island a few hours earlier than himself who had deviated from the course and encountered pirates.

  Hiding in the alley, Angel used the magic mirror to perform a divination. She thought she had become a master of divination, but she was surprised to find that the divination failed. After a difficult struggle between black and gray, the mirror surface was covered again.

  "Why does it feel like it sometimes works and sometimes doesn't? Is it because I have been separated from him for too long, so the divination's 'clues' are insufficient, and he interfered with the counter-divination?"

  Angel muttered, and quickly thought of another method. She set the divination target on Darkwill who was traveling with Klein. This time, the divination quickly showed the picture. The fat pharmacist was throwing chips in a casino, completely unlike the miser she knew.

  Moreover, in less than a minute of the picture, Darkwill had won more than ten pounds, which stunned Klein who was carrying his luggage.

  Oh, it was too cruel to let Klein, who always lost in gambling, see this scene... Angel laughed secretly in the alley for a while before she divined the location of the two and found the casino with good business.

  ————

  "595 pounds... 600 pounds."

  Looking at Darkwill gathering the chips in front of him and preparing to cash in and leave, Klein once again doubted his luck.

  "That 'Counselor of Fate' gave me a lucky bonus that was of no use at all. He even caused me to lose 30 pounds in the casino in ten minutes. How come it worked so well when I used it on Darkwill? In less than two hours, he has already won 600 pounds in three casinos... If I hadn't been worried about being discovered and had to change locations frequently, I would have been able to take the money and leave now."

  After escorting Darkwill, who was carrying the "Monster" path uniqueness and the "Dice of Probability" to Oravi Island, he wanted to ask for his reward and then rush back to Bayam to prevent Angel from continuing to be upset because of his sudden departure. Unexpectedly, this stingy pharmacist only had 300 pounds on him. The remaining 700 pounds of reward would be paid to the contact person, and the "Life School" Councillor Rejord would let him earn it back through "luck".

  "Obviously, his luck is indeed effective, but it has no effect on me. Could it be that after I was promoted, the gray mist surrounding my body can isolate the influence on my 'fate'? This includes not only malicious, but also kind... Angel said that after being with me, the effect of her 'luck' revolver became less effective. Was it also affected by me?"

  Klein analyzed in his mind while watching Darkwill exchange the cash with a smile on his face and prepare to leave.

  "If I were you, I would hide the money immediately, so as not to die in an empty alley in the middle of the night."

  He still remembered his role and reminded the fat pharmacist casually.

  "When I give you all the money, you will be the one to worry about."

  Darkwill, who was evaluated by his owl as more suitable for the "Hunter" potion, replied, but still listened to the advice and carefully hid the banknotes in the inner pocket of his robe.

  I would worry? I'm only worried that the thieves and robbers who come here don't have a bounty, so I can't make extra money...

  Klein, whose mind has completely switched to Gehrman mode, chuckled and turned around to take Darkwill away from the casino and win the remaining money somewhere else.

  Behind him, Angel was standing with his arms crossed, sneering.

  Bang -

  the fat pharmacist who was hiding the money bumped into Klein's not-so-broad but now very stiff back. The owl on his shoulder, who was pretending to know nothing, quacked and flew away from the three people.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 497 Will Auceptin's thanks?

  I have to say something...

  Klein's brain froze for a moment. He escorted Darkwill to Oravi Island alone without telling Angel the details.

  One reason was that he earned the money to buy magical items that were contaminated by the "stolen" extraordinary characteristics of the Puppet Master. It was just his personal matter and he didn't want to trouble Angel. The second reason was... he didn't want Angel to know that he had any connection with this "pharmacist".

  The three of them had participated in the "Eye of Wisdom" gathering. Angel knew what kind of medicine Darkwill often sold!

  "Why are you here on Oravi Island?"

  He quickly used the "Faceless Man" ability to adjust his expression and asked calmly.

  This is called taking the initiative...

  "Just passing by."

  Angel glanced at Darkwill, who was looking at him in amazement behind Klein. The latter obviously didn't recognize him without the "Ring of Madness".

  "Is this the person you are escorting? How did you know each other?"

  She raised her eyebrows and was not misled by Klein's interfering questions.

  Based on his understanding of this fat pharmacist in Backlund, Angel knew that he was only willing to spend 30 pounds to deal with the sewer monster that took away his hard-grown herbs. It was like paying for the potion materials.

  Such a miser would definitely not be willing to spend 1,000 pounds to hire a bodyguard.

  "I'm in Red..."

  "He saw the news in the newspaper and knew that I killed a pirate in the street. I had accepted a missing person commission from him before, so he came to me."

  Darkwill was interrupted by Klein as soon as he opened his mouth. The latter explained for a long time like a machine gun, and then turned around to look at the pharmacist.

  "Give me all the money you just won, and you can leave. Our employment ends early, right?"

  Although Angel couldn't see his expression, he could hear that his tone was not very friendly.

  "Yes... yes."

  Obviously, Darkwill, who was face to face with the "crazy adventurer", knew this more clearly. He quickly took out a stack of banknotes from his robe pocket and stuffed it into Gehrman's hand without counting.

  "Very good. Also, remember your promise. The clue to the offensive magical item."

  After throwing the note with the spell to summon his headless messenger lady to the fat pharmacist, Klein turned back to look at Angel. His face had returned to calm, and he even smiled.

  "Let's go?"

  Angel looked at him silently for a few seconds before nodding.

  ...

  Looking at the back of Gehrman Sparrow, who had protected him all the way but left in a hurry, and even took 130 pounds less of the final payment, and the female companion beside him who looked better than all the women he had seen before, Darkwill first swallowed silently, and then understood why the other party came to his store secretly to buy medicine.

  Of course, he also came to his senses. He almost spoke out of turn and became the next target of this crazy adventurer.

  "Quack..."

  His owl Harry then flew down from the ceiling and landed on his shoulder, saying in a voice that only he could hear:

  "Are you crazy? I thought I was going to find another animal trainer to help me make potions!"

  "You silly bird, I'm your master, not someone who makes potions for you," Darkwill also retorted in a low voice, "And isn't this a good thing? He left in a hurry, and he couldn't even wait for me to win another 130 pounds, and Mr. Richoed's lucky blessing still has a little time and quota, and the rest of the income belongs to me!"

  He became more and more excited as he spoke, and stopped his steps to leave the casino, ready to turn back to the card table and play a few more games to make up for the shock he had suffered in the past few days.

  But as soon as he turned around, he noticed that a waiter in a tuxedo approached him with two strong men with unfriendly faces.

  "That's him. Search carefully to see how he cheated. He won two hundred pounds in less than an hour."

  As soon as the waiter finished speaking, the owl flapped its wings and flew off Darkwill's shoulder. This time, it did not stay in the room, but flew directly out of the casino.

  ————   

  "Well, so, what exactly is the reason for you to come to Oravi Island?"

  Klein asked after a light cough, breaking the silence in the living room.

  The two found a hotel with a sea view near the pier, booked an ordinary suite and stayed there. Then they sat in the living room, returning to the dull atmosphere of the "Blue Wind" Hotel in Bayam.

  There is no balcony, no single sofa, and no room service... Angel was thinking, and was suddenly awakened by Klein's question. She answered hesitantly:

  "I, I followed Elaine and the 'Redhead' to the sea to test the new ship. I didn't expect to encounter pirates and broke a mast. I had to come here to repair it nearby. I happened to remember that you were here too, so..."

  As she said this, she felt that this reason was too far-fetched and she couldn't make it up anymore.

  But Klein just listened quietly with a smile on his face and didn't ask any more questions.

  This made Angel, who had made up an excuse, seem a little too hypocritical. She opened her mouth, sighed, and changed her words:

  "Okay, I admit that I saw you escorting Darkwill when he was struck by lightning. I thought this journey might be dangerous, so I asked Elaine to bring me to Oravi Island. But there were a lot of accidents on the way. We encountered a storm and pirates. The ship is now docked at the dock waiting for repairs..."

  "Accident? Because of that 'Good Luck' revolver?"

  Klein smiled even more after getting a satisfactory answer, but soon frowned and asked.

  "Yes, it seems that its negative effects have begun to show up again in the past two days, just like Darkwill encountered bad luck."

  Angel replied, pulling out the revolver and placing it on the table in front of him. This revolver, which looks exquisite but doesn't look like a magical item at all, is now lying quietly in the middle of the table, looking harmless.

  "Darkwill also paid me 1,000 pounds to escort him because of a similar item. It was a magical dice called the 'Dice of Probability'..."

  This "monster", also known as the "Wheel of Fortune", has the unique ability to control the probability of all events around it. The advantage or disadvantage is determined by the number of points on the dice. 1-3 points are disadvantageous, and the lower the number, the more dangerous and terrifying bad luck will occur. 4-6 points are the opposite.

  Darkwill was struck by lightning in the cabin, which was almost impossible to appear. It was just a result of "2". If it was "1", he might trip every step he took, and there would be burrs on the surface of any object he touched, and even drinking water would choke him to death.

  The most terrible thing is that this dice has some kind of living characteristics. It always likes to let its holder switch back and forth between the two modes of luck and bad luck. Once it is fully awake, it will gradually include the surrounding space into this "probability", and eventually affect the whole world.

  "This is very similar to the seal in Tingen..." Angel muttered. She did not say the code name "0-08" to avoid being noticed by the quill. "But what is 'uniqueness'?"

  "It is the only item required for each path, except for the potion, when Sequence 1 is promoted to Sequence 0, that is, the True God. If uniqueness appears in the world, it means that the True God has not yet been born in this path."

  After revealing the identity of "the world", Klein and Angel's communication on mysticism became much easier. There was no need to worry about whether there were some things that "the world" knew but "Klein" did not know. For example, Sequence 0 and the True God, although they were extremely secret topics, were no longer secrets in the Tarot Club.

  Although that was the case, things like "uniqueness" had never been discussed in the Tarot Club... Angel looked at Klein in confusion, wondering if he had other information channels.

  "I learned about this from an angel in the 'Wheel of Fortune' path. It was a coincidence that He also knew you and even asked me to convey His gratitude to you."

  Klein chuckled and continued to explain.

  "Angel, thank me?"

  Angel had come to this world for half a year and had met several Sequence 2 "angels". Ms. Arianna had provided her with a lot of help, not to mention Mr. Azik. If he hadn't saved her a few times, she and Klein would have used up all the "resurrection" power that came from nowhere.

  In addition to these two, there was also the "Queen Anne's Revenge" that had just signed the contract...

  But she had never met an angel from the "Wheel of Fortune"!

  "Do you remember the Aurora Envoy you encountered and killed in the Hillston District when you were in Backlund?"

  Klein asked, and continued after the other party nodded:

  "At that time, you protected a young couple in the battle, Allen Kress and his wife, Wilma Gladys. Wilma was pregnant at the time, and the fetus in her belly was a Sequence 1 angel who took the initiative to 'restart' her life, Will Auceptin. I met Dr. Allen and this angel during a commission, and obtained a way to contact them, which is why He asked me to convey my gratitude." After Klein's

  reminder, Angel recalled the couple he met on the street when he was fighting Ms. D. At that time, Ms. D summoned a flaming spear to throw at him, and because there were civilians behind him, Angel did not choose to jump in the flames to avoid it, but summoned an ice wall to block the attack.

  But a Sequence 1 would thank him specifically for such a small thing? He couldn't even handle these small things, right? According to the extraordinary abilities of the "monster" path, He at least has the ability to turn misfortune into luck. Could it be that due to the so-called "restart", He became a fetus and could not use extraordinary abilities?

  "Although the angel expressed clear gratitude, I think He should be able to deal with an attack from a mid-sequence. I'm afraid that attack was already expected by Will, otherwise the 'Snake of Fate' who can control fate would not put himself in danger."

  Klein added that he did not relax his vigilance because the other party thanked Angel in the dream of the thousand paper cranes used for communication. Instead, he carefully analyzed the results based on his own experience and knowledge of mysticism and told Angel the results.

  The main reason is that according to his thinking, Will Auceptin was absolutely able to predict that his parents would be attacked by Ms. D in the Hillston District, and He did not stop the Allens from going to the scene. The only reason was: He wanted to take this opportunity to establish some kind of connection with Angel!

  In mysticism, even such an encounter without actual contact means the entanglement of fate, which means that this "Snake of Fate" has something to plan!

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 498 Troubles and Acting

  Of course, even if they knew this, the two of them had no way to deal with it. Rather, if an angel helped them without any ulterior motives and thanked them, it would make Angel and Klein even more afraid.

  Even Ms. Arianna only provided Angel with the secret holy emblem when she asked Angel to infiltrate the Witch Cult, and although Mr. Azik took good care of them, it was because he recalled a lot of lost memories with their help, and he made a reward.

  "In short, He has no ill will towards us for the time being, well, at least not yet..."

  Klein concluded. The two looked at each other and saw the helplessness of being targeted by a high-level existence in each other's eyes.

  Klein was lucky. He eliminated interference and conducted several divinations above the gray fog, confirming that Will Auceptin had no ill intentions, but in Angel's view, he was completely caught in an unexpected disaster. He saved a couple affected by the battle of the Beyonders, and he didn't expect to have a connection with an angel who had not yet been born.

  She would not be so narcissistic as to think that the other party saw her beauty hidden under the "Ring of Madness" at that time, or really think that this subconscious act of protecting civilians in battle is a noble sentiment. The

  last time she encountered a high-level existence in a pregnant woman's belly was in Tingen, when she fought against the evil god's offspring in Megose's belly... She sighed secretly and no longer worried about such unchangeable things.

  "The maintenance of the 'Redhead' may take more than a week. I plan to wait on Oravi Island. What about you?"

  After some discussion, the estrangement between the two people in the past few days seemed to have faded a little. Angel, the instigator, asked uncomfortably.

  "I originally planned to return after completing this commission, but now I can consider looking for some opportunities to act here. After all, 'German Sparrow' is already famous in Bayam, and it is easy to attract the attention of official Beyonders and the military. In a small city like this, there are more opportunities to act."

  Klein replied. He had already digested the "Faceless Man" potion for more than half a year, and the summary of the role-playing rules was basically completed. Even if he relied on slow work to complete a few role-plays from beginning to end, he was sure that he would be ready for promotion within half a year.

  On the contrary, how to remove the pollution in the Beyonder characteristics of the "Master of Secrets" became the biggest problem. He commissioned "Moon" Emlyn to approach Leonard, who lived in Backlund and was suspected of being parasitized by the "Thief" angel, to buy magical items, but the other party's offer was ridiculously high. If he paid the 7,000 pounds transaction fee and the "running fee" for Emlyn, he would almost be penniless again.

  Acting and making money, these two huge things weighed on Klein, especially the latter. He knew that Angel still had a lot of savings, but Angel was also worried about the materials for Sequence 4 potions and needed to save money. Moreover, he had just made up his mind to upgrade his sequence to protect her, and he borrowed money from her. With his self-esteem, he couldn't do that...

  After laughing at his own affectation in his heart, Klein stood up from the sofa, sorted out his windbreaker and equipment, and planned to go to a nearby bar to try his luck, equip the last auxiliary materials of the "Master of Secret Puppets", and find a job by the way.

  If he could encounter a high bounty like in Bayam, then all problems would be solved... Having tasted the sweetness of hunting pirates, he couldn't help but fantasize.

  Seeing that Klein said hello and was about to go out, Angel opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but while he was hesitating, the other party had already opened the door and walked out.

  ————

  "Elaine, you said that to mend the relationship between two people, it usually takes..."

  "Miss Angelica, the bounty has been paid out, a total of...ah, what?"

  Under the awning beside the dock, Angel, who was staring at the workers repairing the "Redheaded Lady", saw Elaine striding over and asked as if he had seen a savior, but was interrupted by the latter's report. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Angel exhaled first and said:

  "You continue."

  The doubt on Elaine's face flashed away, and then she continued to report:

  "The 800 pounds bounty has been issued, in full. They also asked for the names to be registered. I followed your instructions and said that it was done collectively by the crew of the 'Redheaded Lady'."

  "Very good, it will cost about 200 pounds to repair the ship, and the rest of the money will be used as operating capital for the 'Redheaded Lady', and only half of it will be counted in my investment."

  Angel did not strictly account for this unexpected fortune, and recorded it all in the amount she invested in Elaine. In this way, Elaine had 300 pounds of flexible funds on hand, which could be used to reward the crew members who went out to the port this time and improve the configuration of the ship.

  After a year, the other party had to pay back 5,300 pounds, including 2,000 pounds for the ship, 1,000 pounds for the initial recruitment funds, and 2,000 pounds of "interest".

  This can be regarded as usury, but I see that Elaine enjoys sailing out to sea and doesn't seem to care much about her high debt... Angel muttered and remembered the question just now:

  "Elaine, if, I mean if, there are some small misunderstandings between you and Tracy, which leads to problems in the relationship between the two parties, how will you solve it?"

  "What! Me and Tracy?"

  Elaine almost jumped up from her chair. She looked around first and found that no one was looking at this side. Even the workers on the ship were working hard to repair the ship. Then she turned around with a blushing face. I don't know if it was because of anger or for other reasons.

  "What misunderstanding could there be between her and me? If she were to appear before me now, I would definitely, definitely..."

  She retorted, but her voice became lower and lower, as if she remembered the scene three days ago when Angel appeared before her in the form of "Vice Admiral of Disease".

  But soon, the panic on the face of the "hunter" faded away, replaced by a mischievous expression.

  "You are not, having a conflict with that Gehrman Sparrow?"

  She approached and teased.

  "Well, answer my question, Ms. Elaine, who owes you money, I said if."

  Angel did not panic because of the other party's counterattack, and asked without changing his expression.

  "Well, if you and... me and Tracy," Elaine saw that Angel was about to interrupt her again, "...there was a misunderstanding between us, first of all, we need to see whether the problem is serious, and whether it will have a permanent impact on the relationship between the two parties?"

  "Not serious, he has some small things hidden from me."   

  After thinking for a moment, Angel answered honestly.

  "Did he confess?" Elaine put on a faint smile on her face and continued to ask.

  "He has already confessed."

  "Then there is no problem. It's not a problem with a major impact. He has already confessed. Why don't you forgive him? Can't you say it out loud?"

  Angel answered in silence.

  Looking at the "witch" in front of her who almost entered the High Sequence but was entangled in a little emotional problem, Elaine laughed dumbly. She couldn't help but think of Tracy, whose flagship was destroyed and now she was wandering somewhere. As both witches of pain, the two were completely different in character, behavior and principles, but they both attached great importance to feelings and were... loyal.

  "If the other party doesn't realize the changes in the relationship between the two, why don't you take the initiative to ease the relationship? For example, find an excuse to give a gift?"

  She suggested while holding back her smile.

  "Then it's my fault, isn't it?"

  Angel was still upset about Klein's concealment. He didn't intend to get angry at first, but after leaving him alone for a few days for the purpose of "acting painful", he became more and more angry. To a certain extent, he did achieve the purpose of acting in pain.

  Besides the fact that the potion showed no signs of digestion...

  "That's not the point. Isn't the ultimate goal to maintain the relationship between you and Hermann?"

  "You're right... Wait, I'm not talking about Hermann, it's you and Tracy!" Angel realized that he had been tricked by Elaine and quickly retorted, "Besides, where did you learn all this knowledge?"

  "I, I read it from a book..." This time it was Elaine's turn to hesitate, "Tracy likes to listen to those love stories, but she doesn't want to read books by herself. I always help her read."

  Alas, it turns out that she is also someone who has no practical experience...

  Angel covered her face, but soon called Elaine who was about to leave:

  "Do you know which craftsmen on Oravi Island can make magical items?"

  ...

  At dusk, Angel returned to his residence from the dock. After using the key to open the living room door of the suite, he was surprised to find that Klein was not at home, and there was a note on the table.

  She moved closer with curiosity and found that it was a note from Klein as expected.

  "Temporary commission... Use the Faceless Man's ability to play the role of an admiral, stay on Oravi Island as the other party's substitute, three to five days, and the reward is 1,000 pounds?"

  After leaving the message, Angel looked out the window. On the west side of the pier, not far from the port city, stood a naval base. It was the only fulcrum of the Loen Navy in the Sonia Sea. The many islands to the east belonged to the Feysac Empire. In

  such a military stronghold, can the identity of an admiral be played flawlessly even with the ability of the Faceless Man?

  More importantly, Klein was short of money, and the commission was delivered to his door. He was the Faceless Man, and the commission required him to pretend to be the other party. He needed to play, and the opportunity to play came?

  Wouldn't it be a bit too coincidental?

  ————

  "...Wouldn't it be a bit too coincidental?"

  A middle-aged man in a dark blue straight general's uniform, with a slightly drooping mouth and blue eyes exuding endless majesty, spoke.

  In front of him, the leader of the Adventurers' Mutual Aid Association of Oravi Island, the usually optimistic Bilt Brando, was trembling all over, sweating, kneeling on one knee, at a loss.

  Standing a little further away from the two men, Klein, who now looked 80% similar to the admiral, also agreed with the other party's question.

  What "the helper I was looking for died of overeating", what "it just so happens that Admiral Disease has spread rumors that Hermann can change his appearance", what "The admiral will be in Oravi Port soon, so I can only entrust you temporarily"...

  If he hadn't divined in advance and eliminated the danger, he would even think that he was arranged by a dangerous item like "0-08" again.

  As Klein's thoughts flashed, Admiral Amyrius Levitt, who had trained Bilt to be obedient, turned his head to look at him and asked in a deep voice:

  "What's your name?"

  The invisible pressure between his words made Klein lower his head involuntarily.

  "German Sparrow."

  This was the most embarrassing way he had ever registered since he came to the sea.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 499 The First Day of Separation

  "It's you."

  The demigod stared at Klein with his majestic eyes until the latter felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

  "I just received a bounty from your military in Bayam, which was not too small, and it was considered a reward for my hard work. I didn't even have time to reimburse any expenses for the newly established informant relationship. You don't need to pretend to know me... Well, but maybe the news that I killed a pirate in the street has reached the ears of this admiral?"

  The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He looked at the other party under the pressure of the demigod and found that Amyrius nodded and returned to his desk.

  "Go ahead with the plan as usual. You must completely change into my appearance. Haha, I know you can do it."

  Tracy... I just killed her third officer, and she leaked the news that I can turn into Elaine. Fortunately, Angel often changes his appearance, and most people don't know that the person next to me is 'Angelica'..." After

  thinking for a moment, Klein nodded slightly and turned his face to avoid being seen by the other party. He deliberately waited for a few more seconds, as if he could only barely change his appearance, and then turned his head and looked at Admiral Amyrius.

  His face had completely changed into the shape of the other party.

  Before entering the door, he had adjusted his height and body shape. He originally wanted to pretend to be the "homeless man who is 80% similar to the admiral" that Bilt had found. Unexpectedly, he was exposed by this demigod who could tell whether others were extraordinary people.

  "Not bad, not bad," Amyrius walked closer again with a flash of surprise in his eyes, admiring his own face growing on someone else. The serious face and the depressed corners of his mouth eased a little, "You know my requirements, right? "

  More than three days, but within five days, you must completely pretend to be you, attend various social activities according to the schedule provided, and handle various interpersonal relationships. During this period, you cannot actively reveal your identity, do things that are not conducive to your identity, and cannot have any contact with people around you outside the scope of the commission."

  Klein had already obtained the other party's information and "commission requirements", and did not hesitate at this time, and answered immediately.

  These are all very reasonable requirements, especially the last point. He believed that the admiral had something specific in mind: his mistress, Cynthia, who was hidden in a golden house on Oravi Island.

  "That's right, but since you are a Beyonder, we have to sign a contract. "

  As he spoke, Amyrius returned to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and began to write. Every time the pen tip touched the paper, a golden light burst out, setting off the admiral's tall and majestic figure.

  This scene... was somewhat similar to what Angel described when he signed the contract with Anne. Was Amyrius a demigod of the "Arbitrator" path? This was consistent with the magic potion path mastered by the royal family, which also meant that this admiral was a demigod trained by the royal family, but why did he come to this small island and conceal his "disappearance" for a few days?

  Squinting his eyes, he observed under the pressure of the golden light. Klein was thinking about the other party.

  After an unknown amount of time, Amyrius stopped writing and asked Bilt, who was kneeling on one knee, to stand up and take the contract and hand it to Klein.

  The latter lowered his head and carefully studied the terms, and found that it was nothing more than the refinement of the requirements mentioned earlier, such as not being able to leave Oravi Island, not being able to use the status of admiral for personal gain, etc.

  But there was no mention of remuneration... He looked at Bilt Brando, who had invited him, in confusion. The leader of the Adventurers' Mutual Aid Association had just been beaten by the admiral, and now his face was full of flattering smiles. He whispered:

  "The balance will also be paid by us. "

  Klein nodded, no longer doubting, and signed the name of German Sparrow.

  Similar to the signing of the messenger contract, after this pseudonym has been used for a period of time, it will refer to the person himself in similar contracts, rather than being invalid because it is not a real name.

  As the paper faded and disappeared, golden light enveloped Klein and Amyrius, and the contract was established.

  Afterwards, the "arbitrator" demigod handed Klein a talisman made with his blood and the royal "0" level seal. This "Ninth Law" talisman has the effect of imitating the deterrent power of Amyrius, allowing Klein to be no different from the demigod himself when disciplining his subordinates and issuing orders. It is difficult for ordinary people and extraordinary people to detect it, and at critical moments, it can be used as a disposable item to impose certain designated restrictions on the enemy, with the same effect as the "ban" released by the demigod.

  "If it ends smoothly and nothing unexpected happens, you can keep this talisman. It is valid for one year. "

  After saying this, Amyrius began to unbutton the cuffs of his general's uniform and loosen the belt of his military pants.

  Klein glanced at Bilt beside him, who was looking out the window without blinking, studying the shrubs in the garden. He twitched his lips and took off his windbreaker.

  A moment later, he completely turned into a majestic admiral, while Amyrius wore a windbreaker and a silk hat, restraining his dignity, like a Loen gentleman that can be seen everywhere on the street. After taking a

  satisfied look at his new image in the mirror, Amyrius, led by Bilt Brando, left the study, passed through the secluded path in the garden, opened the back door of the Governor's Mansion, and headed straight for the nearby Port of Oravi.

  "Sir... Three days of food and water are prepared in here. Do you really not need me to prepare a ship for you? Sailors are absolutely reliable people."

  "No need."

  Amyrius replied calmly, took the waterproof bag from Bilt's hand and slung it over his body.   

  "Go back first and keep an eye on the news of Sparrow, but don't contact him until I come back."

  After sending him away, Amyrius looked at the still busy night scene on the dock, took out a dark blue ring from his inner pocket, and put it on his finger. Then, his exposed skin gradually covered with crystal scales, like a mermaid in the night.

  As he dived into the sea, the admiral suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to add a restriction to the contract, prohibiting the rumored crazy adventurer from having an intimate relationship with his mistress.

  "Forget it, I guess this guy doesn't dare to do anything reckless. Although he acts crazy, he didn't resist forcefully under my pressure, which shows that he is a person who knows how to judge the situation. This kind of person knows what can be done and what cannot be done..."

  Finding an excuse for his carelessness, a string of bubbles emerged from the gills beside Amyrius' face, and a golden light flashed on his body. The seawater that was close to his skin and had great resistance was repelled, and the speed of diving became several times faster, as if flying in the sea.

  His direction was directly pointing to the southwest of Hakata Port.

  ————

  Recalling the contents of the information in his mind and thinking about "how to deal with it if it is the admiral himself", Klein tried his best to send away the guests who came forward, and dealt with Amyrius's brother who seemed to be hiding some secrets, Governor of Oravi, Austin Levitt. When eating at the buffet, he did not forget the differences in habits and tastes between the two. After selecting dishes that he did not like but the admiral loved, he finally left the governor's mansion and returned to the admiral's private residence on the island.

  In the carriage, he had to face his personal secretary Lu Eran, who was most likely to see through his disguise. The latter was different from Amyrius's brother and mistress. If he found any problems, he would really have the motivation to report them to the military and the royal family.

  Relatives and lovers, on the other hand, tended to help him cover up.

  Until standing at the door of the mansion, Klein was still recalling the account sheet that Lu Eran handed to him.

  What about toilet paper that costs 1 pound a roll, a bathhouse that costs thousands of pounds to be renovated dozens of times a year, which is quite a legacy of the military of a certain country on Earth... He muttered silently while watching the butler push open the door and enter the mansion surrounded by servants.

  Before he could appreciate the decoration and furnishings in the mansion, a beautiful lady in her twenties wearing a conservative dress came up to him.

  Her long golden hair fell to her waist, and there seemed to be a light hidden in her blue eyes. Her face had a faint, girlish smile. It was Cynthia, Amyrius's mistress here.

  The test is here!

  Klein tensed his nerves.

  In his expectation, the guests at the banquet, the soldiers at the naval base, and the servants in the mansion would hardly be able to see through his disguise. The performance of the faceless man was almost flawless, and even if there were a few flaws, these servants would only think that they had seen it wrong or remembered it wrong, rather than suspecting that the admiral was no longer the original admiral.

  Only Governor Osten of Olawe, personal secretary Lueran, and mistress Cynthia were likely to find problems because they had spent a long time together and were very familiar with the admiral.

  The most difficult one to deal with was the personal secretary, and the one who embarrassed Klein the most was undoubtedly Cynthia in front of him.

  She dressed conservatively to take care of Amyrius's unwillingness to show her charming side to others. She seemed to be without makeup, but in fact her whole body was carefully taken care of. She used Amyrius' favorite scent to wash her hair, and even her eyelashes were smoother than those of ordinary people... The ability of the "Faceless Man" allowed Klein to analyze a lot of things in the moment of meeting, and he also made the most timely response.

  A smile appeared on his face, diluting the seriousness he had always shown. He opened his arms and greeted Cynthia, but his eyes stopped on the other's long golden hair.

  The length is just right, but if it is a little lighter, it will...

  ————

  Carefully taking care of his light golden long hair in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, Angel picked out one of the strands and straightened it, measured it with his fingers, and found that it had grown several centimeters longer than last month.

  "Strange, is it that witches' hair grows particularly fast? Thinking back, it seems that every witch I've seen has long hair, even Tracy who only likes men's clothing. Is it because they have long realized that there is no point in cutting their hair short?"

  After traveling here for half a year, she has long been accustomed to the female body. She did not act pretentiously, but put on her nightgown with natural movements, tied her hair, left the bathroom, and returned to the deserted living room.

  "Now Klein should have started to play the role of the admiral and lived in the military camp... I wonder if he is used to the life there?"

  She thought blankly, looking at the military port by the sea in the moonlight outside the window.

  (End of this chapter)

   Chapter 500 Dreams and Revelations

  On Saturday night, after using the "hypocrisy" ring to transform herself into a plain-looking Loen woman, Angel and Elaine came to an alley near the dock.

  "Knock, knock, knock."

  The door of a two-story building was knocked regularly. After a while, the door was opened a crack. A pair of vigilant eyes looked out and a low voice came from it:

  "Come in."

  Elaine held the revolver on her waist with one hand and pushed the door open with the other hand and walked in. Angel looked to both sides outside and saw that no one was following him. He also flashed in and closed the door with his backhand.

  This is the home of a "craftsman" in Port Oravi who is not famous but has a good craftsmanship. Elaine had heard his address from "Lieutenant General of Disease" Tracy and introduced him to Angel two days ago.

  Tonight they are here to pick up the goods.

  There are several gas lamps in the room. Special reflectors and lenses focus the light on the workbench, making the table as bright as day. Other places are extremely dim. The "craftsman", who was about 40 years old and looked tired, picked up two exquisitely made harmonicas from the table and came to Angel.

  "I solidified the summoning ritual you gave me, and the style was made completely according to your requirements. The total is 400 pounds."

  Holding a harmonica in one hand, the craftsman did not deliver it immediately, but looked at Angel, his temporary employer, and seemed to be ready to pay and deliver the goods.

  "I remember we agreed that the two harmonicas were 300 pounds in total, right?"

  Angel asked with a smile, but there was no smile in his narrowed eyes.

  Klein was busy playing the role of "Admiral" these days and had not returned. She could only follow Elaine to supervise the maintenance personnel of the "Redhead Girl" during the day and go to bed early at night. She was not in a very good mood. At this time, she met the craftsman who suddenly raised the price. It was considered a cultured person to be able to force a smile.

  "The extra 100 pounds is considered as mental compensation for me," the craftsman said with no guilt, "When I was making the harmonica for the messenger of 'German Sparrow', I accidentally summoned the messenger, the terrible woman with a severed head but four heads."

  "This is a common occurrence. I told her that I had no letters to send and did not need any other services. I asked her to return to the spirit world, but she asked me for a gold coin as a service fee?"

  Hearing this, Angel had guessed the result, but she still maintained her good character and asked back, "Then what?"

  "Of course I didn't give it to her! Before she left, she stuffed me into the ground in the backyard, leaving only my neck and head outside. I was dug out the next morning!" The craftsman said hatefully, but his expression showed a hint of fear, and his voice became lower and lower, "So, you have to pay more."

  The first person who couldn't hold back her laughter was Elaine. The facial features on her round face hidden by the "Ring of Madness" were squeezed into a ball, and short laughs kept coming out of her mouth.

  "Pfft, haha, hahaha..." She bent over and laughed for a long time until veins bulged on the craftsman's forehead. "You mean, one of her messengers stuffed you into the field for a night because you didn't pay, and you, ha, you want to threaten her contractor to make her pay 100 pounds more?"

  "Well, good luck to you."

  She leaned close to the other person's ear and whispered, even reaching out to pat his face.

  The craftsman's face became paler and paler under Elaine's ridicule, until the harmonica in his hand was taken away, a stack of banknotes was stuffed in, the door was opened and closed, and he was the only one left in the dim room.

  "She, she actually left me... 300 pounds?"

  The craftsman looked at the banknotes in his hand for a long time and murmured.

  ————

  "Your personality seems to be different from when I first met you."

  Walking in the alley under the crimson moonlight, Angel admired the harmonica in his hand and said casually.

  The two harmonicas solidified the rituals for summoning Ms. Wensa and Renette Tinicole respectively, and the effect can last for about 2 years. The one that belonged to Klein was white with a hint of light yellow, just like the crystal pendant he gave to Angel, which was made of the teeth of some creature, with metal edging, and complex spells and symbols engraved on the surface; Angel's was lavender, and the production process was not much different from the other one.

  They could not play beautiful melodies, and they did not even have sound-generating components installed. The only function was to directly summon the two messengers by blowing instead of the not complicated but troublesome summoning ritual.

  Originally, it only cost half the price to make such a not complicated item, but in order to get it in a few days, Angel deliberately increased the price and asked the other party to put down all the work at hand and make it first.

  Seeing the witch staring at the item in her hand blankly, Elaine sighed and replied:

  "That's because I wasn't the real me before, but a self-protection under Tracy's captivity. In the first year after I came to the sea, my temper was even worse than now. The family guards who traveled with me said that I was the most typical Sauron.

  "Of course, now I also know that kind of personality is not good. I'm afraid I have to be more tactful when getting along with people, and I have to use both kindness and force when treating my subordinates. After all, people are always changing, and they have more or less disguises. You will never see the most real side.

  "Maybe one day I will wash my hands and return to Intis, put down my sword and gun, put on a dress, and become that naughty young lady again."

  Finally, she joked.

  No, maybe when you are promoted to a demigod, leave the sea, and return to the family, Elaine has become Eli... Angel complained in his heart, but kept thinking about the words "It won't be the most real side" in his mind.

  ————

  Back at the hotel, Angel carefully put away the two harmonicas, preparing to give one of them to Klein when he came back, as a signal that the "cold war" of this week was over. However, the commissions that the other party accepted ranged from three days to five days, and only half of them had passed.

  Looking out the window at the naval base covered by the light of the almost full crimson moon and the luxurious villa on the hillside, Angel sighed and took out the tools to make more special ammunition and the talismans needed while the power of the spirit world became stronger.

  She already had some ideas about how to combine the special bullets she knew with the existing combat methods to exert more effective lethality. For example, the combination of "disaster" and bullets would make this maximum lethal method that she could currently master no longer limited to direct contact with the target, and she no longer had to worry about being unable to resist when facing a demigod.   

  But even at her best, her spirituality could not support the production of a whole bullet. This was much more difficult than making a simple spell with blood. Perhaps only after she had completely digested the "pain" potion and her body and spirit were ready for advancement, would she have the opportunity to complete this "original" special bullet.

  "Bang--"

  A subtle flame sounded with a crackling sound, and the silver piece that Angel had thrown out in time turned into a piece of waste in the bright yellow flame.

  She had carved another spell.

  Uneasy, Angel simply put down the carving knife, stood up from the table, and walked to the window again. The living room window without an independent balcony was wide open, allowing the moonlight to directly fill the floor, making the room without a gas lamp look extremely strange.

  "Three spells have been scrapped in a row. This is no longer a normal mistake. Is there a warning of danger in the spirituality? But I don't feel any danger coming, unless the nearly full red moon represents some abnormality..."

  Thinking, Angel simply returned to the table, took out the magic mirror he carried with him, stroked the mirror, charged a little spirituality, and activated it.

  "Mirror, mirror, tell me..."

  She paused for a moment and asked firmly,

  "What is Klein's current condition?"

  Since the danger is not on her side, it must be on Klein's side!

  The mirror surface first remained in a dark state for more than ten seconds, and then a strange dark red appeared. It was in a stalemate with the gray mist for a moment, and then both melted away, and the normal divination picture appeared in the mirror.

  "Some kind of strange interference? I seem to have seen this situation before. When divining the cursed "Master Key", the scarlet color that blocked my divination picture was different from the current color, but it seemed to have similar properties..."

  Angel thought, stretching her neck to look at the magic mirror. When she saw the picture inside clearly, her cheeks instantly turned red.

  The mirror showed a luxurious bedroom. On the large double bed, a man and a woman were getting together in a posture that Angel had never thought of. No sound came from it, but Angel could imagine the atmosphere.

  The man was on top of the screen, and her back was very familiar. It was Klein, who claimed to be "completing the commission." Below him, with blond hair and sweat on her face, was a young woman.

  He, he actually...

  Clenching his fists tightly and widening his eyes, Angel wished she could pass through the mirror immediately and appear next to the couple, teaching them, especially Klein, a profound lesson. But the next second, she found that the person entangled with Klein's hands and feet was none other than herself, with her hair restored to the length of her hair during the Backlund period.

  She immediately calmed down, and a blush returned to her cheeks.

  This, this couldn't be Klein's dream...

  Reason reoccupied her brain, and she instantly realized that something was wrong. The surrounding scene was very blurry, and the light was strangely shining at various angles. The reactions of the two were also very old-fashioned, which was consistent with the characteristics of a dream.

  It was not the first time that she had divined the target's dream. However, unless she had done this kind of divination intentionally, dreams often represented some kind of omen or a reflection of reality. Therefore, Angel was not completely relieved. She put away the magic mirror and paced back and forth in the living room, muttering something silently. After a long time, she finally made up her mind and went into the bedroom. After a while,

  Angel, fully armed, returned to the living room and jumped out of the suite directly through the window. Her figure disappeared in the moonlight.

  ...

  Huh——

  Klein suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the weird but charming dream.

  He frowned and looked around. He found that he was still wearing silk pajamas, lying in the large bedroom belonging to Amyrius. There were no strange women sitting or standing around, smiling at him.

  In the dream, the admiral's mistress Cynthia, who had asked for sex several times in the past two days, the delicate doll-like Miss Sharon, the vague-looking but gentle and charming Miss "Justice", and even Triss Chick, who had only met once, appeared by his bed one by one in the nightmare, and tried to climb into his bed by various means.

  Although his thoughts were confused and his memory was unclear in the dream, he rejected them one by one based on his basic morality and sense of responsibility, until... until Angel appeared.

  She was more obedient and cooperative than usual, and also...

  Taking a deep breath and quickly examining himself, Klein found that except for the fact that his lower body was still high due to the spring dream and his whole body was a little hot, as if his lust was difficult to excrete, there was no other problem.

  Was it because of Angel's alienation in the past few days and Cynthia's "harassment" that I suppressed myself during the day and found it difficult to restrain myself at night?

  Or was it some kind of revelation given by the spiritual?

  The fortune teller's caution made him get up from the bed, quickly put on his general uniform, fastened his belt with difficulty, and put on the "Creeping Hunger" and "Ninth Law" charms.

  In this way, he had complete combat capabilities. Of course, the revolver that did not match his identity and the roughly cut paper man were placed on the gray fog. If he could go back there, he could even manipulate the "Poseidon Scepter" and "Black Emperor" cards to fight the demigod in a short time.

  But he was still the "Admiral" at this time, not Gehrman Sparrow. Turning in circles and being stiff did not match the identity of this demigod.

  Gently pushing open the bedroom door, the dead silent room was suddenly filled with noisy and chaotic sounds.

  (End of this chapter)