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

Chapter 293 Make a Fortune

Bayam, the generous city of the Roside Islands.

Klein did not accompany Mobert and the others to stroll around the streets, but instead chose to return to the hotel where they were staying.

On one hand, Mobert and Shatas clearly didn't want a third wheel constantly following them around, and it was for the same reason that Ronzel and Grosser chose to learn about the local customs and traditions with Danitz's company.

As for whether Danitz will take this opportunity to settle some personal grudges, that's hard to say.

On the other hand, this also doesn't fit Gehrman Sparrow's persona.

Klein took out the ritual materials he had brought; he was preparing to conduct a divination at the hotel.

Just then, he heard a knocking sound at the door. The visitor was Captain Ellan.

"I was just looking for you," Klein said calmly as he opened the door.

Airlan chuckled and said:

"No need. As long as you register with your own identity, I can know where you live."

The governor's office and the military are doing a good job managing the hotel... Klein nodded without saying anything.

"What do you want from me?"

"Aierlan asked curiously."

In his opinion, there was very little he could do to help this "mad adventurer".

Klein began:

"I have several friends who hope to return to Backlund soon."

Klein didn't ask Ellan if he had any connections, because he knew the other party definitely did.

Airland raised an eyebrow. This kind of thing could be done by simply going to the port to buy tickets from Bayam to Prydz. There was no need to ask him for help unless Gehrman Sparrow's friends were having some trouble buying tickets.

Generally speaking, there are only two types of such difficulties.

One reason is that they don't have enough money to buy a ferry ticket, since the ferry ticket from Bayam to Pulitzer is not cheap.

The mad adventurer was clearly not short of money; the bounty he earned from hunting just one pirate was enough to buy all the cabins on the ship.

In other words, are there problems with the identities of these people?

Erlan hesitated for two seconds, then slowly spoke:

"No problem. The White Agate is returning to Pulitzer Bay tomorrow, and we still have first-class tickets left."

Erlan was a smart man, so he made a decision quickly.

Those people's identities are definitely questionable, but it shouldn't be a major problem; at least they're not pirates wanted by the navy.

After all, he was, to some extent, a military intelligence agent, a fact that Gehrman Sparrow knew. If those men were notorious pirates, Gehrman Sparrow wouldn't have sought his help, a member of the military.

As long as the other party is not a pirate, Erlan has no objections; he has always been uninhibited.

Klein remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Thanks."

Erlan waved his hand:

"No need, it's nothing."

Klein handed over a stack of gold pounds, exactly 50 pounds.

Erlan looked somewhat surprised.

Klein spoke in a hoarse voice:

"They only need one room."

"it is good."

After thinking for a while, Erlan suddenly asked:

Do you remember Donna?

"Of course, she and her brother are both adorable. I wonder if they've recovered from the trauma of my 'threat' and lost their curiosity about the mysterious world..." Klein calmly replied.

"I don't have amnesia."

"Forgetting some unimportant things is good for our mental health. Haha, that's not a quote from Emperor Russell."

Airlan explained simply,

"Didn't you tell Donna's father that if he needed help, he should place an ad in the Sunia Morning Post for three consecutive days seeking Damir's special cured meat? He did just that a couple of days ago. It's a pity you weren't in Bayam or in the nearby waters then."

"And then?" Klein raised an eyebrow; things didn't seem so simple.

Erlan spoke:

"I overheard your conversation and after finding out about GG, I went to visit his family at the address. You know, Donna is a lovely little girl who always reminds me of my daughter."

"The matter is not complicated. Uldi, who is Donna's father, had a shipment of very valuable goods stolen by the 'Blood Admiral,' which has put him in a very bad financial situation. Although he will not go bankrupt, his life will definitely be much more difficult. So he wants to entrust you to retrieve the goods."

"I tried to resolve this peacefully through my own channels, but the results were not ideal."

"The Blood General?"

Gehrman Sparrow's eyes flickered slightly. He had previously considered teaming up with "Iceberg Admiral" to hunt "Blood Admiral" Senor, but since the other party was not in the nearby waters at the time, and "Iceberg Admiral" was busy with his adventures, he had to put the matter aside for the time being.

But now that the other party has come to him, he has no reason to ignore it.

Klein's mind raced, but he remained outwardly calm as he asked:

"Is he in the waters near Bayam?"

Airlan shook his head helplessly:

"I don't know, but he has some men still gathering information in Bayam. You know, Admiral Emilius was just transferred back to Backlund, and Admiral Davis just arrived. A lot of things will change, and the pirates need to keep up with the latest developments, especially the pirate generals."

"Therefore, I guess the 'Blood Admiral's' ship is probably anchored in the shadows of some nearby island, but this is just a guess and cannot be confirmed at all."

Klein listened quietly with his hands clasped together, and then said:

"Thanks."

Airland sighed, glanced out the window, and, seemingly sensing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, said half-jokingly:

"Remember not to be late tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, otherwise I won't be able to wait for you."

Klein maintained his usual posture, looking directly into Erlan's eyes and saying:

"I always get up very early."

He won't be late, for £50.

Erlan seemed to have anticipated this answer, smiled, waved, and left the room.

His reasons for seeking out Gehrman Sparrow were simple: first, to maintain a regular relationship with the mad adventurer; second, to inform Donna's father of his misfortune; and third, to ask if the other party needed his help.

Now that all three objectives have been perfectly achieved, there's no need to stay any longer, lest we waste the other party's time.

Once Captain Ellan left, Klein immediately changed his appearance and changed hotels to ensure that his whereabouts were not tracked by the military.

Having done all this, he began to think about finding "Blood Admiral" Señor.

This would be incredibly difficult for others, but Klein had a clever way of doing it—

He can perform divination, but the other party will most likely have the ability to reverse divination.

Furthermore, since he didn't have the other person's personal belongings, the efficiency of his divination was limited.

But he had another method.

That is to use the "Scepter of the Sea God" to communicate with the sea creatures in the nearby waters.

As long as Señor is in the waters of the Roside Islands, he won't escape Klein's notice!

Of course, this assumes there is enough time to search.

What Klein lacks most right now is time; he only has one night.

After changing hotels, Klein entered the gray fog and retrieved the radio receiver that had been placed there for a long time, in order to contact the "Magic Mirror" Arodes.

During the War of the Gods, Klein was unexpectedly targeted by a demigod of the Aurora Society, causing him to avoid using anything with the scent of gray mist for a long time. Now that he has left that sea area, the impact of this incident is not significant.

But Klein also knew that this still couldn't be done too frequently, nor could it be maintained for too long each time, otherwise there was a risk of being detected by the 'True Creator'—

Although they are now considered half allies, they are still vulnerable to being taken advantage of by each other.

For this reason, and out of wariness of the "Magic Mirror" Arodes, he planned to do everything himself and ask others for help whenever possible, only resorting to question-and-answer games when all else failed.

Klein placed the radio receiver on the table.

Not long after, the rapid tapping sound began.

Tap tap tap, the radio receiver ejected a phantom white sheet of paper, on which was written in Rune script:

"Great master, your loyal and humble servant Arodes has finally, finally caught up with you again!"

...Don't get so agitated...Hmm, Arodes the Magic Mirror's communication skills are as professional as ever. He didn't express any resentment about not being able to contact me for so long, nor did he ask why I hadn't contacted it for so long. He directly blamed himself, believing that he hadn't kept up with my pace...

I felt a little guilty, but I still had to be on guard... Klein didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Arrodes did not wait; he used the radio receiver...

Dadada drew a cautious, peeking expression on the illusory white paper:

"Great Master, Ruler of the Spirit Realm, your servant senses that you are one step closer to returning to the Holy Throne, is that not it?"

Klein understood that the "Magic Mirror" was asking a question intentionally, and nodded frankly:

"Yes."

"You have answered my question. In exchange, as a rule I must follow, you can ask me a question." Arodes replied quickly by typing, and added a smiley face at the end.

Klein didn't hesitate and asked directly:

Where can I find potion recipes for 'Trickster' or higher levels?

The illusory white paper was suddenly extended a long way, covered with countless complex symbols, and then formed a mirror, presenting a real scene:

It was a majestic mountain peak with a dilapidated palace on top, and inside the palace, a huge stone chair could be vaguely seen.

Klein was all too familiar with this scene; without the need for the 'Magic Mirror' Arodes's annotations, he knew what it symbolized:

The Antigonus family treasure is hidden on the main peak of the Hornakis Mountains!

"Tsk."

Klein thought to himself, "As expected, it really is an inescapable fate!"

Composing himself, Klein looked at the now dim and deep-set radio receiver and said:

Where is "Blood General" located now?

The content on the blank paper also depicts a real scene:

A fleet of ships anchored on the leeward side of an island, with towering cliffs behind them and undulating waves below.

The largest ship in the fleet was painted entirely black. Instead of the skull pattern commonly used by pirates, its sails were painted with a large, lush, and twisted tree that looked as if it were made of endless flesh and blood!

The Tree of Flesh and Blood!

Arrodes then typed out a line of text:

"He hides in the shadows of Simim Island."

"Simim Island?"

Klein's expression became somewhat subtle. Wasn't this just a coincidence?

The Golden Dream happened to be in the waters near Simim Island, how come they didn't collide?

No, Edwina has just arrived in Bayam and is unaware of the situation there. She probably wouldn't expect that Admiral Blood is also there. But Admiral Blood has certainly been there for more than just a day or two, and must be conducting regular reconnaissance of the area. He might already have discovered the Golden Dream!

"Very well, it's your turn to ask a question." Klein did not reveal his inner emotions and spoke calmly.

The clicking of the keyboard slowed, revealing a hint of hesitation, and then the illusory white paper slowly emerged:

"Great master, may I...may I say something to you?"

"Yes," Klein replied, slightly surprised, and looked forward to what Arodes would say.

The tapping sound suddenly quickened, revealing a distinct enthusiasm.

On the virtual white paper, lines of words appeared one after another:

Happy birthday, my great master!

"This is a belated blessing. Your current body was born on March 4, 1327. I originally wanted to be the first to bless you at dawn that day, but I was unable to keep up with your pace."

...This is definitely a topic that exceeded my expectations...I had completely forgotten about my birthday...Klein's lips twitched slightly, unsure of what to say.

Arrodes was the first guy to wish me a happy birthday...

After ending his conversation with Arodes, Klein once again sacrificed the radio receiver to the gray fog, while using the Scepter of the Sea God for further confirmation.

Having already obtained the answer, Klein easily discovered the Blood Admiral hidden in the leeward side of Simim Island by using the sea creatures controlled by the Scepter of Poseidon.

While ordering the marine life to monitor Blood Admiral, Klein pondered for a moment.

They prepared to go to the agreed meeting point, which was also a contact point for "Lieutenant General Iceberg".

On the one hand, he could wait for Mobert and the others there—

He faces considerable risk alone against the Blood Admiral, but with Morbert and Grosser by his side, he can be completely safe.

On the other hand, he could also notify Edwina in advance and remind her to be vigilant.

Five Sequence 5s and one Sequence 3—he refused to believe that this wouldn't kill Blood General!

Klein looked up at the gloomy sky and murmured:

"It's going to rain."

The weather in the Roside Islands is always like this: light rain in the morning, blazing sun at noon, and torrential rain at night.

-

On the sheltered side of Simim Island, aboard the Flesh Tree, entirely black and bearing the banner of the Flesh Tree.

"Blood General" Señor raised an eyebrow slightly:

"The 'Iceberg General'? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

The subordinate who came to report knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, and said:

"Lord Señor, I assure you, that is definitely the Golden Dream. It is very... very distinctive."

Señor gave a cruel smile:

"Interesting. I remember she tried to hunt me down not long ago?"

His subordinates were terrified and dared not reply.

Señor glanced at him and said coldly:

"Have the crew get ready; we're setting off tonight."

Although he was not afraid of Vice Admiral Iceberg, a naval battle would still break out in broad daylight, near the Roside Islands.

This could easily attract the pursuit of the navy or even demigods; he's just crazy, not stupid.

(End of this chapter)