After getting on the deck, entering the cabin, finding the room, Klein was about to speak, but Anderson Hood spoke first:

"No... If I were a passenger on this ship, I would definitely be very scared and nervous when I saw you, an adventurer who had just offended the "Immortal King" coming up. You would either ask the captain and mate to convince you to change the ship, or change the ship by yourself. Who knew that they were all very calm."

This guy is very keen and has great insight into some details... Is this a real "conspirator"? He is usually laughing and optimistic, but in fact he grasps the situation without hesitation and is ready... While taking the key to open the door, Klein considered whether there is really a problem with the ship.

At this moment, Anderson raised his hand and patted his face lightly, and said with a dry smile:

“I understand the reason!

"The interval is too short, and things are only circulated by some adventurers and pirates. Ordinary passengers and sailors on the ship have no idea about this. Moreover, the one who knows that you must be a well-informed guy, not an ordinary person."

Oh, I can ask and answer your own questions... Do you know that time is life? Klein whispered a few words and entered the first class cabin.

This is not because he hopes that he can live comfortably, but because he has to watch Anderson Hood and prevents the bad luck of the most unlucky hunter from causing disaster to the passenger ship, so he makes the other party book a first-class cabin.

Carrying the suitcase, he walked to the door of the master bedroom. Klein pointed to the guest bedroom and servant room, and said to Anderson:

"Pick one by yourself."

Anderson was stunned for two seconds and said halfway through his mouth:

"You are very skilled..."

Of course, I have a wealth of experience with hunters. If it were Daniz here, I would designate the servant room... Klein did not respond and entered the master bedroom.

At 1:30, the whistle sounded and the passenger ship set off on time.

Hanging her coat, Klein walked out of the master bedroom, came to the living room, and looked out of the sea level outside the window.

There was a rippling blue wave, spreading inch by inch along the outline of Tuscar Island, rising and falling in the wind.

"It's impossible to observe the whole situation in this way." Anderson came over and said with a smile. "You can only determine one side, and 'Saying Death' may come from the other side or from the front. The best way is to climb the watchtower. Haha, there must be a crew there, but an experienced hunter or pirate has a hundred ways to deceive his senses!"

Klein turned around and looked at Anderson Hood without expression:

“It’s right.

"This matter is left to you."

"Ah?" Anderson looked confused.

He immediately woke up and asked in surprise:

"You have no other way to observe?"

How can I bury a trap for the "Immortal King" when there is no way to observe?

"No." Klein nodded extremely calmly, "It's up to you."

...Who gave you the courage to leave under the gaze of the "King of Immortality"? Anderson couldn't speak for a moment.

While muttering to himself, "Don't stop me, I'm going to jump off the boat", he left the cabin and headed straight to the bottom of the gazebo.

Theoretically, the "Immortal King" Agaritu, or "death", should have long noticed my malice and sensed the danger that originated from me. So, will they come to attack? Will I believe that I have shown this level and have no helpers, or do I doubt that there is a strong man who can interfere with the premonition of danger interfere? Klein took his eyes back from the door and looked at the sea outside again.

After a while, he suddenly felt something, quickly turned on his spiritual vision, and looked to the side.

The tall messenger of bones drilled out from the surface of the floor, and the dark flames in the eye sockets leaped slightly.

It only exposed its upper body, so it was no higher than Klein. It looked straight at the other person and handed out the letter paper in its hand.

Mr. Azke's reply was quick this time... Klein nodded politely and took the neatly folded paper.

When the bone messenger disintegrated and disappeared, he unfolded the letter paper in the sunlight outside the window:

“…I’m glad you’ve been promoted and your travel experience is more interesting than I thought.

"That sea area is indeed very dangerous. I vaguely remember that it may be related to the source of the catastrophe. As for why the ancient god of death had breath remaining there, I don't know much about it.

"I will remember your reminder that before I completely restore my memory, I will not enter that sea, and the whispers of the 'real Creator' are not nice.

"I'm a little interested in the ring in the hand of the 'Hell Admiral', but I've been entangled in a past event recently, and it may take some time to visit him..."

Seeing this, Klein couldn't help but smile:

I will reply to Mr. Azke next time, telling him that I have a way to lock in the position of "Hell Admiral" Ludwell and ask him to bring me with me when he visits. Oh no, I have not been able to tell the whereabouts of the fishman's sleeve nail recently. I don't know if Ludwell has discovered it and will throw it away... Well, when I confirm that "death" will not chase me, I will go to divination on the gray fog...

As his eyes moved, Klein continued to read:

"The ancient documents obtained from Katerina do mention the artificial god of death. Simply put, the royal family of the Bailang Empire in the past is now the top leaders of the spiritual sect, who suddenly came to life from the "hidden sage" and gained inspiration from the example of personality, hoping to make the same situation happen to the God of Death, which is currently only a concept.

"This is possible because the extraordinary and immortality and the fall of the god of death do not mean the complete loss of corresponding characteristics and authority. They still exist, but they only return to concepts and abstraction, and their state is like the earliest "hidden sage".

"From those literatures, there has been no breakthrough in the corresponding research, but that was a few hundred years ago...

"The 4 potion corresponding to the Sequence 4 of the 'Divorcerist' is called 'Master of Wizards'. I was deeply impressed by the strong men of Antigonus and the Zaratho family. Even if I have forgotten the details now, I can still recall the feeling of a little scared.

"I don't know where to get the formula and materials. Maybe you can consider turning to a similar approach. In this regard, I have recalled that you can choose the "Apprentice" route, the "Secret Mage" and the "Thieves" route, the "Parasite" route, but I vaguely remember that these three approaches should be sequence 3 to be interchanged..."

Sure enough... only the hope of "magic mirror" Arodes was left... Klein forced his mouth to grin and smiled.

After reading the reply, he took out the paper and pen, brushed and wrote some of the content he had just thought about, and asked about the specific definition of "mythical creatures".

He did not rush to summon the messenger, put down the paper and pen, and prepared to "say the death" to appear, and then added the content of help to send it out. In this way, he used the "Sea God's Scepter" to support him for a while, and maybe he could wait until Mr. Azk traveled through the spiritual world to rescue him. At that time, the two joined forces and had hope to "say the death".

The reason why I didn't write it in advance is that the "demon" can detect danger and will not come again. Of course, Klein doesn't know whether the other party can detect the specific content of the current malicious intention.

After waiting patiently for a few hours, Klein heard the sound of the door opening and turned around and saw Anderson rubbing the side of his head, walking in with a complicated expression.

"'Accusing death' did not appear, we have now completely separated from the Tuscar Island waters..."

The "Immortal King" did not take revenge...German Sparrow is even worse than I thought! Anderson sighed in his heart.

Klein nodded slightly regretfully, walked to the hood rack, took his coat and hat, and prepared to go to the restaurant.

…………

In a secret room, a team of red gloves is discussing the recently investigated case.

"Requiem" Souther held the chalk and pointed at the blackboard:

“This demonic murder has something in common with the assassination of the Duke of Negan in Beckland.

"First of all, a human skin with its own breath and aura appeared, which was something that was not found in many demon-related incidents in the past.

“Secondly, there are more than one ‘devil’ who take turns wearing human skins and perform normal activities to cover up the evil behavior of their companions.

"In the end, they all seem to belong to the Belia family..."

At this moment, Leonard in the corner seemed to listen carefully, but in his mind, the captain mentioned Beckland, he couldn't help but remember what happened before.

After witnessing the complete destruction of the underground ruins, he was about to take advantage of his free time to investigate the mysterious detective Sherlock Moriarty, and was preparing to start from the other party's former landlord. As a result, the team received an emergency mission and began to investigate a new serial murder case and had to leave Beckland.

"Leonard, what do you think?" After Soster finished speaking, he named Leonard Mitchell to continue.

Leonard turned his head blankly, looked at the content on the blackboard, and quickly organized his words:

"I think it's not just a cover-up, it might also contain a need for rituals, Captain Soster, you know, there are many kinds of rituals that 'devil' blaspheme evil."

"It makes sense." Souther signaled to the next team member to speak.

Huh, fortunately the old man has recently given me a tutorial on "Demonic Science"... Leonard breathed a sigh of relief and began to listen carefully to his teammates' discussions.

…………

After two days of voyage, the passenger ship arrived at Olavi Island safely.

After checking into the hotel, Klein talked to Anderson Hood:

"You are waiting for me here, and that demigod doesn't like strangers to suddenly visit."

He did not want to expose the contact person of the "Life School".

"I hope I can wait for him alive." Anderson blessed himself with a wry smile.

Klein's mouth moved slightly, gave up his remaining words, and rode his carriage to the St. Draco Church in Storm Church.

Not long after, he once again saw the tall bell ringer Kano, who was extremely asymmetrical and extremely ugly, in the small room of the magnificent bell tower.

After hearing about German Sparrow's purpose, Kano nodded with his hunched body:

"I will take you to Mr. Rejord, who has recovered from his injuries and is not in his original place."
Chapter completed!