Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 240 Silent Mary

Klein suddenly spoke to Padma.

"Did you know? I once heard of a powerful captain named 'Westward' who was invincible at sea and hunted down thousands of pirates."

Padma nodded: "I think we've heard of Salazar from Pirates of the Caribbean too?"

"How do you know everything?" Klein sighed. "How am I supposed to show off if you're like this?"

"Even if I don't know, maybe that Russell wrote a similar story." Padmon pouted, her cat face showing tangible disdain.

As they spoke, the shark grew larger and larger, eventually reaching a length of about two or three meters.

In addition, there appeared other zombies that were basically just bones and a little bit of skin and flesh, dressed like sailors.

They stood on the sea surface, holding their rapiers, and strode towards the Red Skull pirate crew on the opposite side.

"What the hell is this?!" Johnson gripped the binoculars so tightly that he almost crushed them.

These sea zombies are not only incredibly fast, but the seawater beneath their feet also propels them forward.

On the other hand, the pirate ships on the opposite side were firmly bound to their positions by the seawater.

Klein used illusion magic to create an ocean current flowing in his direction and then made it real, thus achieving the effect of controlling the pirate ship.

boom!
Unexpectedly, the pirate ship on the other side opened fire.

The target wasn't the White Agate behind Klein, but the zombies at sea.

But they were just hallucinating; the shells passed right through them and hit the water, doing nothing but creating huge splashes.

It couldn't even slow them down.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Johnson's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he watched these monsters leap across the sea and rush to his ship, then climb up the hull like geckos.

They tried to stop them, but the monsters were completely unaffected by physical attacks.

They were like people with a permanent "divine power"; the attacks passed right through their bodies without causing any damage.

"Lightbringers!" Captain Johnson roared.

One of the sailors, a person who had traveled the sun path and prayed for light, immediately clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and beams of pure light descended from the sky.

These are among the few Sequence 8 powerhouses on this ship, just enough to deal with the undead.

Seeing this, Klein stroked his chin.

If the real "Silent Mary" were here, perhaps those zombies would truly be purified by the sun's holy light.

Unfortunately, these are all counterfeit versions. It's just an illusion.

The zombies would occasionally materialize under Klein's control, slash the pirates, and then immediately transform back into illusions.

Klein's multi-pronged approach plunged the ship into chaos.

Meanwhile, the sharks beneath the surface were not idle either; they had already materialized, ramming and gnawing at the bottom of the ship.

Their reckless charge quickly caused cracks to appear in the hull, and amidst the commotion, the pirate ship began to rock.

"How about making a bigger splash?" Klein asked.

Before Padmon could answer, Klein had already begun his operation.

The three sharks vanished as pure "memories," and the zombies on the ship suddenly dissolved, dissolving into a water-like illusion that passed through the deck and gathered with the "memories" below.

Padma's reply finally came at this moment, and she recited a line from a movie.

There is no mercy for pirates.

Klein smiled happily. This was what it felt like to chat with people about memes. The Emperor would be so envious if he knew.

As the "recollections" gathered, the sea suddenly parted, and a huge but wrecked ship appeared beside the pirate ship.

It has no keel, and the deck below is empty.

But the dilapidated wooden structure beneath its deck slowly opened, like a spine with ribs, or a huge, horizontally open mouth.

The ship broke through the water, its bow rising, and came above the Red Skull Pirates' ship.

The bottom of the wrecked ship opens up like the open embrace of a monster, the gaping maw of a monster, or the split mouthparts of an insect.

“A storm is overhead,” Johnson murmured, looking up at the ship that covered half the sky.

Then, the dilapidated "Silent Mary" suddenly sank down, and the Red Skull Pirates' ship was "eaten" by another ship.

Their ship was torn to pieces, and their crew members were crushed, pierced, and chewed.

Bang!
Klein recalled that the "Silent Mary" swallowed the pirate ship and slammed heavily into the water before fading away and disappearing.

The fragments of the pirate ship, along with the blood, stained that area of ​​the sea crimson. Looking at that bright red patch, Klein touched his chest with one hand.

I've digested a little bit.

Is he really trying to show off in front of everyone?
Thinking about it, he turned around and faced the direction of the White Agate.

First, she came up with a "seatbelt" to secure Padma, then placed one hand on her chest and bowed in farewell.

call.

Flames suddenly burst into flames, engulfing his entire body, and Klein vanished in the inferno.

Not far away, on the White Agate, inside room 312.

Danitz crouched in the corner, hugging his knees and trembling.

The telescope was left aside, its lenses already cracked from being bumped.

So scary, so scary, so scary.

I want to go back to the Golden Dream, I want to go back to find the captain...

Serres stood beside him, poking Danitz's face little by little with a twig that appeared out of nowhere.

There was no response; he must be dead.

call.

Purple phlogiston flames suddenly ignited, and Klein stepped out from them.

Danitz stood up abruptly, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace as he faced Klein.

"You're back... What a... truly wonderful performance..."

He deduced from the title "Recalling the Artist" that since he was an artist, praising his work as wonderful should be appropriate... right?

Klein glanced at Danitz, whose legs were trembling, then looked away and scanned the room.

His gaze finally settled on his leather suitcase, and he gestured with his chin towards it: "Wash the dirty clothes inside."

“Okay.” Danitz agreed immediately and turned to walk towards his suitcase.

"Just leave the dirty parts; a quick brush on the coat will do," Klein advised.

"Okay, okay," Danitz readily agreed.

Although there are laundry maids downstairs, you can hire them to wash a bucket of clothes for just one penny.

But what does it matter? Danitz loves doing laundry. Especially after seeing what just happened, he feels even more motivated to do it.

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On the deck of the White Agate, Captain Airland looked at the shards and blood not far away and took a deep breath.

“German Sparrow…” he repeated Klein’s pseudonym under his breath, “really…”

He half-raised his hand and said to his naval commander, "Tonight we will dock at Bansi Port and report the pirate encounter to the navy and the church."

"Should we report on Gehrman's matter as well?" the boatswain asked.

Airland paused for a few seconds before replying, "Report it all together. If anyone asks, just say it was my request."

"Okay, Captain."

According to the normal plan, the next stop of the "White Agate" will be the port of Tiana. It will take about three more days to reach the port of Tiana, which will be sailed at a speed of 13 knots. After leaving Tiana, it will go directly to its final destination, Bayam, the capital of the Roside Islands and a city of generosity.

There is a faster way to travel from Puerto Prids to Bayam, which involves only one stop along the way, at Bansi Port, 120 nautical miles from Damir Port.

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At 6 p.m., the White Agate entered the port again.

"Oh, we've arrived at the friendly and simple port of Bansi." Serres looked out the window at the scenery.

"Your statement... is just like the simple and honest people of Gotham City," Klein retorted.

By this time, Danitz had already hand-washed Klein's clothes and was hanging them out to dry.

Serres chuckled a few times and introduced some of the local customs to Klein.

Klein felt increasingly uneasy as he listened, so he performed a divination on the gray fog and received the answer that this place was very dangerous.

P.S.: Don't give out next month's monthly tickets yet; wait until the end of the month when it's doubled.

(End of this chapter)