Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 346 Klein, solo-killed by Wolffish Canned Food
The Sanctuary of the Night.

After getting up and washing up, Klein said goodbye to the church caretaker and left the church.

He didn't encounter Lady Ariana, but that's normal. After all, a true angel isn't so easy to meet.

Take out Arodes and gently stroke the surface of the silver mirror twice.

"Arods, is the venue you mentioned earlier, the one suitable for my ascension ceremony, something I can go to right now?"

The surface of the silver mirror rippled, Arrodes replied.

"That's not the case, my great master. We're still some distance from that conflict. You'll probably have to wait until April, with April 7th being the best time."

"Of course, if you want to get promoted now, you can go to the border between Rune and Fusak. The atmosphere there is very tense right now, like a powder keg that could explode at any moment."

April? It's only the end of February. And Klein calculated that there are still forty-two days left.

"Hmm? A major version?"

"Oh, so the map hasn't been released yet."

"What map?" Padmo asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing." Klein patted Padmon's head.

Klein thought about it for a moment and felt that it wasn't impossible to wait. As for the Ruen border, he wasn't considering it. After all, he could guarantee success, and he didn't want his mistakes to cause a premature war.

As his thoughts raced, Klein didn't forget Arrodes' rule: "It's your turn to ask a question."

"Great master, where are we going now?" Although Arodes was silent, Klein inexplicably felt as if he heard a fawning eunuch's voice.

I haven't really considered that.

"Hmm..." Klein picked his teeth with his tongue.

“Let’s go to sea,” Klein thought of what to do. “I’ll have to go back to Backlund after my promotion, so I plan to save some money first. So let’s go to sea and find some pirates.”

As he spoke, Klein had already walked a distance. He patted the head of Padma cat on his shoulder to bless himself with good luck, and then activated a teleportation anchor point, disappearing into the snowstorm in the next instant.

A few seconds later, Klein reappeared.

This is a port that Klein has never been to before, a port city where white rock is the main building material.

This is Nas, the easternmost colony of the Fussac Empire and the capital of the Gargas Islands.

“Having an anchor point is so convenient; it makes me almost want to be an anonymous traveler.” Klein walked through the port area, laughing as he talked to Paddy the cat on his shoulder. “Going abroad only takes a few seconds.”

Padma wagged its tail and nodded.

Klein turned his head and watched a fishing boat laden with whale flesh and blood sail into the harbor. The raw, gritty feeling was almost tangible. At the same time, he noticed many ships flying pirate flags anchored in the harbor, making no attempt to conceal their presence.

Klein had heard that the eastern side of Oravi Island was a pirate paradise when he was at sea, but he didn't expect it to be this extreme.

If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd traveled to the Sabaody Archipelago.

But that's fine too. Klein looked away. After all, it was all money.

"Padre, how is your withered patient's digestion?" Klein asked after putting on his hat and taking a few steps.

"Huh?" Padmon blinked. "It seems like it's almost digested."

Klein paused for a moment as he walked forward: "Then why didn't you say so?"

"Hmm, I forgot," Padmon replied matter-of-factly. "Hehe."

Klein smacked his lips and then smiled. "Never mind, Pado doesn't need to rush."

After walking past the foremost dock, Klein entered the area closer to the city. There, he saw a group of pirates seemingly clashing with a local gang.

Both sides, armed with weapons, fired their weapons at each other, creating a loud banging and sparks flying everywhere.

Klein, in keeping with his "German Sparrow" persona, intended to simply walk by and had no intention of stopping him.

But then he suddenly thought of his future role as a battlefield magician.

Now that the recollection of the artist is complete, it's time to put the battlefield magician on the agenda.

As he pondered, Klein stopped and stood near this small "battlefield".

He raised his hand and gently tapped the top hat on his head, transforming it into a black magic hat commonly seen on magicians.

Then, he rubbed his hands together and produced a black "magic wand," stepped forward, and walked to the center of the two sides engaged in combat.

All the bullets avoided him; not a single one hit him.

Klein raised his magic wand high, intending to announce his arrival with a spectacular magic trick.

The great magician is about to begin his first performance. Witness it...

But just then, Klein saw a green-haired guy dressed in mental patient clothing, who looked like a local, take several cans out of his pocket, open the lids, and throw them into the middle of the road, right at Klein's feet.

"Huh? What does this mean?" Klein almost laughed, but Paddo had already hidden in Klein's pocket.

"Huh?" Seeing Padmon's reaction, Klein immediately thought of a famous item from the sea.

Wolffish canned food!

Wolffish canned food is popular in places like the east coast of Fussac and the Gargas Islands!
Wolffish cans are strictly prohibited from being opened in public places in the Rothschild Islands!
The thought had barely formed when an indescribable stench erupted at his feet, assaulting Klein's nostrils.

What would happen if a demigod-level sense of smell were combined with a body that was not demigod-level and whose physiological structure was no different from that of a normal person?
An overwhelming stench instantly filled Klein's nose. Klein felt as if he had eaten a rag that had been soaking in dog feces and corpses for a month, or as if he had taken a bite of authentic pickled cabbage fermented for 49 days by Sister Yu from Northeast China.

Wow, that was really cool, bro!

In an instant, the smell made Klein feel nauseous, tears welled up in his eyes, and he almost vomited on the spot.

"vomit."

His face twitched a few times, and he forcibly suppressed his physical discomfort. Flames erupted from his body, and he vanished from the area in a flash.

In an instant, flames leaped and escaped for hundreds of meters.

Some of the pirates who were attacked vomited on the spot, while the rest hurriedly dragged their companions away, as if they had suddenly lost their fighting ability.

He heard the green-haired man in the hospital gown laugh and run away.

Hahahahaha.

Magic tricks!
A minute later, in a secluded corner, the crazed adventurer Gehrman Sparrow crouched down and silently retched.

The great magician died before he could even begin his mission, successfully defeated by Wolffish Canned Food.

Padma finally poked her head out, looking thoughtful.

"Ahem, what are you thinking about?" Klein looked at her expression and immediately knew that there was definitely nothing good going on in her little head.

"Brother Ke, what do you think about combining canned wolffish with the extraordinary properties of the 'Pleasure Witch' to create an extraordinary item?"

"It seems like it's not entirely hopeless. People who get infected might be gagging and having sex at the same time..."

"Just thinking about it is amazing."

(End of this chapter)