Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 187 Don't wait anymore, he won't come.

"Ugh~!"

With the sounding of its horn, the White Agate entered the port of Damir on the evening of January 8.

It will replenish its freshwater and food supplies on this colony island before setting sail again the following morning.

Perhaps because they were still near the coast, they encountered no danger along the way. Only one 'lost' fishman climbed onto the ship and was hunted down by Klein. As for this fishman, Klein's assessment was only two words: very moist.

The fish-man's flesh was very moist, firm and tender, and when chewed, it released an endless aftertaste of elasticity and meaty aroma, better than any fish Klein had ever eaten in Backlund and Pulitzer Harbor.

Life on the journey could be described as quite leisurely, or quite boring. Completely bored with the seascape, Klein decided to take advantage of the ship docking and explore the harbor bars at night, hoping to glean more information about mermaids and find inspiration for his role-playing.

Of course, there is an even more important reason: Klein has a request from Ember to find Danitz on Damir Island.

Klein gathered his thoughts, sweat beading on his forehead, and left the cabin, heading towards the disembarkation passage.

During this time, he encountered Krivis, who was also hunting fishmen on the ship, as well as the family of his employers whom he was protecting. They were preparing to go to the port restaurant to taste Damir's most famous cured meat.

Klein strode down to the harbor, but just as he was about to leave, a strong intuition suddenly surged within him—

Someone is watching him!

Klein turned around alertly and saw a woman with chestnut-brown, waist-length hair standing quietly on the side of the ship, watching him from the deck of the White Agate.

Klein subtly withdrew his gaze; the woman had been observing him ever since he boarded the ship.

Perhaps it was because they sensed his unusual behavior and felt threatened.

However, they didn't know each other before, and given the peaceful coexistence of the past few days, Klein didn't think the other party would suddenly launch an attack. The other party's observation was most likely habitual; monitoring potentially threatening targets was not unusual and didn't require special attention.

Klein didn't take it to heart and, following the road signs, easily found the nearest bar.

"Flying fish and wine."

Klein glanced at the sign and noticed that the bar's exterior was plastered with all sorts of bounty posters.

This collection includes 80 pounds belonging to the "Kings of the Five Seas," as well as hundreds of pounds belonging to ordinary pirate leaders. The varying amounts create a unique and impressive display.

"It's all money!"

Klein stood there, watching for a long time.

He turned his gaze away, pushed open the door to enter the bar, and found it unusually quiet, lacking the usual noise expected of such an occasion.

Ignoring the atmosphere in the tavern, Klein turned and sat down on the high stool in front of the bar, lightly tapping the wooden countertop:

"A glass of South Wales beer."

"Six pence," the bartender, with his bronze skin and white teeth, said unenthusiastically as he wiped the glass.

Klein counted out sixpence and handed it to the enemy, asking casually:

Do you know Danitz? I heard he's on this island.

Ember only instructed him to find Danitz on Damir Island, but he didn't provide any contact information or a code word. In other words, there was no prior agreement between them, and Danitz didn't know when Ember would return or where to find him.

The only clue was the location of Damir Island. But Damir Island was large, and because it was located near the sea and close to the Kingdom of Rune, its population was not sparse. Even if Ember and Danitz knew each other, searching aimlessly in a vast sea of ​​people was not an easy task.

Given this situation, the wisest choice is to find a highly recognizable location that both sides will pass through or arrive at, and that location is a port. Ember, departing from the Kingdom of Rune by ship, will definitely pass through Damir Port. And Danitz, unless he's foolish, will certainly be waiting for Ember at Damir Port.

Even so, Damir Harbor is too large, so a more precise location needs to be chosen—a place both sides would go. This bar, the closest to the harbor, is the best choice. It's a simple logical deduction that Danitz will likely leave clues here.

The bartender gave him a deep look, handed him a beer, and shook his head, saying:

"I don't know him. What do you need him for?"

Klein took a sip of beer and said casually:

"It's a personal matter. Someone asked me to pass on a message to him and his captain. Are you sure you really don't know Danitz?"

As long as Danitz isn't stupid, he'll definitely leave clues here, so Klein isn't in a hurry.

"I already said I don't know him." The bartender's attitude remained indifferent.

Just then, a short, thin man sat down next to Klein with his own drink.

"Dude, you look like an adventurer." He turned his head slightly and greeted Klein.

The man who greeted them had black hair and blue eyes, looked old, and had a rather sleazy demeanor.

"You could say that," Klein replied curtly.

The short man didn't seem to mind his coldness; instead, he smiled.

"You're looking for Danitz? I'm 'The Eagle' Logan, a well-known intelligence dealer in this area. And I happen to know a lead on Danitz, which I think you might be interested in."

Klein finished his beer, his expression unchanged, and said in a calm tone:

Where is he?

"This is a long story, we need to talk about it properly, while we eat."

"Sea Eagle" Logan didn't answer his question. Instead, he slapped the bar counter and said to the bartender, "Bring me a plate of our special cured meat. I'll treat this guy to our Damir's most famous dish."

The bartender, still with that indifferent face, pushed open the door to the back kitchen and quickly brought out a plate of sliced ​​cured meat with distinct red and white colors and fine texture.

"5 pounds." He ignored Logan and looked directly at Klein.

"Five pounds." 'Eagle' Logan turned his head, smiling warmly as he raised his arm to show off his muscles. "Everyone heard you say that you were going to treat me to your special cured meat as a thank you."

Klein was momentarily stunned into not realizing what had happened. It wasn't until the bartender urged him a second time that he realized he had been scammed.

"Why not just rob it?"

"Why not just rob them?" Logan was a little taken aback by the question.

Then he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger.

-

St. Samuel Church, North of Backlund.

It was already late at night, and even the most devout believers rarely prayed at this time.

The large prayer hall, bustling with people during the day, was now almost empty.

Ember sat quietly in the middle of the first row, surrounded by darkness and silence.

Only the still relatively bright crimson moonlight shone through the stained glass windows high above, casting a crimson hue upon the altar.

Outsiders might find this scene somewhat blasphemous, but for devout followers of the goddess, it is not blasphemous at all; on the contrary, it only strengthens their devotion. This is because one of the goddess's most revered titles is Crimson Moon.

tread!tread!

Footsteps approached from afar, and Archbishop St. Anthony, dressed in a black robe with red clergy, walked to the first row of seats and stopped.

"Your Excellency."

Saint Anthony slowly began, "The Steam Church has agreed to our negotiations. They will send a team of members from the Mechanical Heart to Trier, and Your Excellency will accompany them. Upon arrival in Trier, the head of the Steam Church will guide you into the world of painting."

Trier is the capital of the Republic of Intis, where the churches of the Steam Church and the Church of the Eternal Sun are located.

In this respect, many countries are actually similar—

The Church of the God of War is located in Saint Milon, the capital of the Fusak Empire.

The church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is located in Issara, the capital of Remnantburg.

The church of the Earth Mother Goddess is located in Fenneport, the capital city of the Kingdom of Fenneport.

The Kingdom of Rune is an exception, as its capital is Backlund.

However, of the kingdom's two major churches, the Church of the Night's sanctuary is located in the northern Winter County, nestled in the Amanda Mountains, while the Church of the Storm's sanctuary is located on the island of Pasu in the sea.

Ember withdrew his gaze from the altar bathed in crimson moonlight, thought for a moment, and asked:

"When are we leaving?"

"Two days later."

Two days later, on January 10th.

Yu Jin nodded slightly, not surprised by the result.

The Steam Church is the only orthodox church that can preach across two countries, resulting in the unique situation in the Kingdom of Rune where three major orthodox churches are preaching simultaneously. To achieve this, the Steam Church and the Night Church naturally have a close relationship. Therefore, the Steam Church rarely refuses requests from the Night Church, unless they are excessive.

In fact, the main reason why the Steam Church was able to maintain good relations with other churches was that there were no irreconcilable conflicts of interest between the God of Steam and Machinery and other righteous gods.

Saint Anthony explained:

"The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the Church of the Earth Mother are still negotiating, and they should be able to complete the negotiations before Your Excellency arrives in Trier. At that time, Your Excellency can go directly south to the Kingdom of Remburg or Feneport."

"Before you go to Trier, I think I need to explain a few things to you."

Saint Anthony paused, and seeing that Ember did not show any impatience, he continued, "I think you should know that the Steam Church was a true church established in the Fourth Age. Therefore, they did not originally have a painted world; the painted world they possess now originally belonged to the Eternal Sun Church."

"More than a hundred years ago, when Roselle established the Intis Empire, he made a deal with the two major churches of the Intis Empire. The Church of the Eternal Sun transferred the World of Painting to the Church of Steam in exchange for certain hidden benefits and support."

"The painted world that the Elemental Dawn possessed originally belonged to the Church of Storms, and was stolen from Backlund by Roselle himself."

Ember was slightly surprised:

"Backlund?"

Saint Anthony nodded slightly and explained:

"Historically, Backlund was the headquarters of the Church of the Storm Lords until the end of the Fourth Age when the Kingdom of Rune was established, at which point they moved the altar to Passu Island. But for some reason, the world of painting did not move with them, but remained in Backlund."

"After Russell's death, this world of painting was also left to his daughter Bernadette, becoming one of the foundations of the Elements Dawn."

"When these two painted worlds belonged to the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of the Storm, the churches sent people into them to explore to some extent. Some details were recorded, and these materials are now preserved in the Church of St. Samuel. Your Excellency is welcome to come to the church to look through them whenever you have time before heading to Trier."

"But now that these two painted worlds are in the hands of the Steam Church and the Dawn of Elements, their internal structure may have undergone some changes."

Ember asked thoughtfully:

"Where is the data located?"

Saint Anthony said slowly:

"Behind the Charness Gate".

-

boom!

Klein drew his revolver and smashed the butt of "Eagle" Logan, who had just been thoroughly beaten, unconscious. He then braced Logan against Logan's body, pulled a handful of loose bills and coins from Logan's pocket, tossed them onto the bar, and said coldly:

"Keep the change for your medical expenses."

The bartender's bronze face turned pale as he shouted in a panic:

"My boss is a white shark..."

boom!

Before the bartender could finish speaking, Klein slammed his head against the bar counter, sending splinters flying and blood gushing out. The patrons scattered in panic, and the guards rushed over.

But before the guards arrived, Klein had already easily left the "Flying Fish and Wine" bar.

He adjusted his hat, quickened his pace, and turned into the street next to him.

After a series of changes of direction, he suddenly slowed down and a gold coin appeared in his hand.

The gold coin kept jumping between his fingers, as if it were scouting something.

Ding

The gold coin leaped up softly, tumbled down, and landed steadily in Klein's palm.

Klein glanced down to see if it was the front or the back, then spun around and smoothly turned into a quiet, dark alley.

Suddenly, Klein stopped, turned around, and said in a low voice:

"Come out."

His eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the shadows around the corner.

After four or five seconds of silence, a figure emerged from the darkness, chuckled, and said:

"Very perceptive."

This was a man wearing a black cloak, who appeared to be around thirty years old. His eyebrows were yellowish-brown, and his eyes were deep blue yet bright. His features were not particularly striking, and he seemed to be of the race found in southern Intis and the surrounding areas of Lenburg and Segal.

"What do you want to do?" Klein, maintaining his persona, slightly lowered his back, like a giant feline creature poised to pounce.

The man in the black cloak had a strange expression on his face and chuckled softly:

"You're asking me what I want to do? Aren't you looking for me?"

"Danitz?" Klein frowned slightly.

"right."

Danitz lifted his cloak to reveal his face, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Flame Danitz, the fourth boatswain of the Golden Dream, subordinate to Vice Admiral Edwina Edwards!"

After revealing his nickname, real name, and background, Danitz patiently waited for the other party to show signs of panic and fear.

A second later, he heard the outwardly refined and polite, yet somewhat reckless, adventurer speak in a low voice:

"Danitz the Blazing, with a bounty of 3000 pounds?"

Just as Danitz was about to answer, he suddenly had a strange feeling that the other person standing in the dark alley had transformed into an indescribable, hungry monster, drooling over his soul and flesh.

Danitz clenched his fists abruptly, his body losing its previous ease and becoming so tense that he even trembled slightly.

His inspiration told him that he was facing an abyss filled with madness and bloodlust!

Klein said calmly:

"You're lucky, someone asked me to pass on a message to you."

Danitz forced himself to remain calm and asked, trying not to appear flustered:

"Who?"

Ash Black.

Klein said calmly, "He told me to tell you not to keep waiting for him on Damir Island."

"real?!"

Danitz was initially a little nervous, but upon hearing this, his mood suddenly brightened.

He has been waiting on Damir Island for three months!

Three months!

Do you know how he got through those three months?!

Now I don't have to wait anymore, I can finally go back to the Golden Dream and see the captain!

Danitz was incredibly excited, so much so that he wanted to cry.

Ash is a good person!

Klein observed the changes in the other person's expression and slowly said:

"He also asked you to pass on a message."

Danitz was in a great mood, and his tone became more amiable as he asked in a friendly manner:

"What did you say?"

"He wants you to go back and find Lieutenant General Iceberg, and tell her to stop waiting for him."

Danitz, who had been in a good mood, suddenly froze.

What do you mean by "don't wait for him anymore"?

(End of this chapter)