Klein had read classic comics and knew characters like Blackbeard and Whitebeard.
In his opinion.
The ‘red-bearded dad’ in front of me is not far different from the pirate heroes from different dimensions——
The old man is in his sixties, he is lean and has very little meat, but he has a pair of bright eyes like stars. His reddish-brown beard hangs in a piece on his chin. At first glance, he looks a bit slovenly and thin.
Taste it, but you can also feel a bit of the heroism and heroism of the people on the sea.
"Young man, listen to Anderson Hood, can you cure the curse on my daughter?" The red-bearded father did not look down upon Klein because of his gentle appearance.
Being used to hanging out at sea, he already knew that some beings would habitually hide themselves.
In fact, he himself is no ordinary person.
But a Sequence 7 Beyonder.
To be able to secretly advance to Sequence 7 in a sea where the 'Tyrant' path is so strictly controlled is enough to show the strength of the red-bearded father.
If the old man hadn't been too low-key, acted cautiously, and never robbed ships, the thick stack of pirate bounties would probably have added another heavyweight...
Hearing this, Klein nodded slightly.
At this time, the sons of the red-bearded father could not sit still, and they all showed excited expressions, but there was a hint of doubt in the depths of their eyes.
Is this young man reliable?
"I still don't know your name?" the red-bearded father asked softly.
Without waiting for Klein to reply, Anderson Hood spoke first: "This is William Cullen, an old acquaintance of mine in Lundberg."
As he spoke, he lowered his voice: "You know, Lundberg has a strong academic field, and they will always have some...knowledge that no one else knows."
He deliberately emphasized the word 'knowledge', seemingly implying something.
The red-bearded father thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood it, and his importance to Klein increased by several levels.
Wild Extraordinaries and official Extraordinaries are completely two species.
If it were a priest or a sage from the Church of Knowledge, he might be able to solve the curse on Laila!
"Mr. William." The red-bearded father said in a deep voice: "Make a price. As long as I have it, I will never fight back!"
It can be seen that this old man really cares about the curse on his daughter.
Klein pondered for a moment and said: "The specific situation cannot be explained with words alone, and the reward is another matter. First, I need to confirm the situation of the person involved."
"Blame me, blame me, care will lead to chaos. Mr. William, after you finish your meal, I hope you will give me some time to board the ship with me." The red-bearded father forced a smile.
After saying that, he got up and went to the front desk to settle the bill for Klein's table.
Anderson Hood was amazed when he saw it and said: "The old man is very good at doing things."
Klein didn't say anything and began to enjoy the unique local seafood dinner with peace of mind.
And the other side.
But the sons of the red-bearded father were very puzzled and asked one after another: "Dad, are you going too far?"
"Whether this young man is really capable or not is another matter. Why are we so proactive?"
"That is to say, Anderson Hood's bastard friend, who knows if it will work."
There are so many people talking and noisy.
The red-bearded father shouted, "Shut up!"
In an instant, his three sons lowered their heads.
Even though these guys are tall and thick, none of them can raise their heads in front of their father.
The red-bearded father became angry and said with a cold face: "Every day I learn nothing and only know how to wield swords and guns. One day, I will die and I can trust you with the 'North Wind Freedom'
!"
‘North Wind Freedom’ is the ship of Father Red Beard.
It's not a ghost ship, but it has some extraordinary characteristics. It can be regarded as a good 'car' on the sea.
He shook his head and said: "I know what you are worried about. To be honest, I don't know for sure. But there is no harm in giving it a try, and a little money doesn't mean anything."
After pondering for a moment, he added: "Anderson Hood is a bastard, but you know his abilities. To be honest, if he really wants to fall out with us, there is nothing we can do.
And now, you don’t need to tell me how mean-spirited that bastard is? A person like that actually behaves honestly in front of William Cullen, and even shows a hint of respect. Isn’t it worth our gamble based on this alone? "
Ah this...
It seems to make sense.
The red-bearded father looked sad and sighed: "I was the one who made the decision, and we were the ones who betrayed the cult. Laila didn't do anything. You know, she didn't do anything."
Those who did nothing received the harshest punishment.
As soon as these words came out, the three sons of the red-bearded father could not help clenching their fists.
Laila used to be innocent, kind, beautiful and generous, and was even known as the "Pure White Wave" in her hometown of Bayam.
But because of the decision made by their father and son, the 'Poseidon' cast a curse, which changed Laila beyond recognition, and even her temper became violent and difficult to get along with...
"That person named William Cullen better really have a way to lift the curse."
"As long as I can awaken the old Laila, I can be a cow or a horse."
"I'll do it if you want, I'm stronger than you!"
While they were talking, the three sons of the red-bearded father started quarreling again.
The red-bearded father was a little tired.
never mind.
Now is not the time to care about this.
I just hope that smooth-talking guy Anderson Hood doesn't lie this time...
Enjoy a meal.
Klein is quite satisfied with the flavor of Toscat.
Spicy with sourness, sourness with sweetness, sweetness with a hint of spiciness.
"I should ask Mr. Azik to come over and try it if I have a chance." He thought to himself, wiping his mouth with a napkin and slowly starting to clean his gold-rimmed glasses.
Anderson Hood didn't know what the regulations were, so he couldn't speak out to urge him. He just said insinuatingly: "William, what are we going to do next?"
"Didn't I just follow the red-bearded father and board the ship with my words? I look like someone who doesn't keep my word?" Klein put on his glasses and asked.
"No, no, of course not, I just said it casually." Anderson Hood laughed dryly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Klein stopped teasing the other party, stood up and walked out the door.
Outside the door, the red-bearded father and his party of four had been waiting for a long time.
Meet the personable and gentle Klein.
These sea people subconsciously felt that they were a little unreliable.
But he glanced at the slightly flattering smile on Anderson Hood's face.
They are certain in their hearts.
Now that the matter has come to this, let’s treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor!
…
Tuscat Port, the North Wind Liberty.
The first time he boarded the ship, Klein noticed something extraordinary about the ship.
"This sail is okay." He spoke softly and commented casually.
Hearing this, the red-bearded father's eyes flashed with surprise.
Then there was a burst of joy.
If nothing else, 'William Cullen' has indeed a vicious vision.
The 'North Wind Freedom' is not a ghost ship that incorporates extraordinary characteristics, but it does have its own unique features.
The sail of this ship is an extraordinary item. It has the ability of Sequence 7 'Navigator', which can gain additional speed bonus on the sea, as well as several kinds of protective water element magic.
However, the side effect is that the holder will lose a lot of body water - which is why the red-bearded daddy is so lean.
"Dad, take William to see Miss Laila quickly."
Anderson Hood couldn't help but remind him.
The red-bearded father came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to lead the way.
The North Wind Liberty is not small.
Of course, red-bearded father and his family are not the only ones.
It's just that the sailors were restrained in the cabin and could not wander around on the deck without orders.
A smooth journey.
In the storage room at the bottom of the ship, Klein met ‘Miss Lila’ as Anderson Hood called her.
emmmm
Perhaps this description is a bit rude.
But this former ‘pure white wave’ really looks like the demon Bogon in a certain classic animation.
Fat and strong.
Across there, it looks like a hill.
Laila lay sprawled on her back, snoring loudly.
The red-bearded father said bitterly: "After being cursed, Laila seemed to be a different person, and her temper became particularly violent. I had no choice but to put anesthetics in the food she ate to make her more stable.
"
Klein nodded to express his understanding.
He opened his eyes and clearly saw the chains tied to Laila's bucket-thick ankles.
"Curse... um... so that's it..." Pretending to mutter a few words to himself, Klein nodded.
Then, he said to the red-bearded father: "This curse is very simple, I should be able to solve it."
"real?!"
The red-bearded father was immediately overjoyed.
Behind him, three men who looked like iron towers were beating their chests and jumping up and down with joy.
Klein smiled.
This thing is difficult for those who don't know it, but it's not difficult for those who know it.
If it's a curse from the true God, that's it.
He came over and took a look.
The level of the curse on Laila is extremely low.
Dingtian is also a sequence 3.
A mere saint...
I am used to seeing false gods, true gods, and even old guys from ancient times.
The curse cast by the saint is completely unchallenging to Klein.
Without being verbose, he directly ordered: "Give me a piece of wood with a softer texture, and tell me this lady's birthday and past personality and appearance."
The red-bearded father and others didn't know why, but they did as they were told.
Anderson Hood quietly observed Klein's every move, and his suspicions became more and more certain.
With this style of work, if he were not a sage from the Church of Knowledge, he would have eaten the whole pirate code!
"With such ease, he might be a great sage..." Anderson Hood made a random guess in his mind.
Unfortunately, the people he contacted were all outsiders of the Knowledge Church, and it was difficult to get in touch with high-level officials such as 'sages' and 'great sages'.
I sighed in my heart, and then thought: "But... if Edwina is here, I should be sure."
The red-bearded father and his family were extremely efficient in handling matters and quickly found what Klein needed.
In the process, Klein also learned some information about Laila.
He had almost a dozen ways to solve the curse on the other party, but just to hide his identity, he chose the simplest one.
Swish, swish, a wooden sculpture was cut with a knife, exactly what Laila looked like in the past.
Klein turned his head, "You want to watch from here?"
Well.
If possible, it would actually be more reassuring to watch.
The red-bearded father swallowed.
But when the words came to his lips, he changed his mind again and forced a smile: "No, no, no, we won't disturb you anymore."
After saying that, he pushed his three sons out of the cargo room.
Anderson Hood also wants to leave.
Unexpectedly, he was directly retained by Klein, "You don't have to."
"Isn't it good?" Anderson Hood smiled bitterly.
He doesn't care about the process of undoing the curse.
Klein didn't speak, he just narrowed his eyes slightly.
Anderson Hood quickly gave up and said, "I understand, what do you need me to do?"
"No need to do anything, just watch." Klein said casually, and then started the summoning ceremony on his own.
"Great Lord of the Abyss, Supreme Mother Tree of Desire, Ruler of Demons; Lord of Aliens; Source of All Curses, I, William Cullen, sincerely request your gaze."
WTF!?
Anderson Hood is no novice.
On the contrary, his years of adventurous life have made him more knowledgeable than ordinary extraordinary people.
How the hell do you dare summon the "Lord of the Abyss"?
Who really casts His gaze, can there be anything alive on the North Wind Liberty, this port, and even Tuscat Island?
What knowledge teaches the sages.
William Cullen, this guy is clearly a lunatic who has lost his mind!
Without a second thought, Anderson Hood turned and ran.
If you don't run, you'll die!
However, Klein just quietly lowered a spiritual thread and let this cunning hunter stop immediately.
certainly.
This is control as well as protection.
The rich blood energy filled the air, and the entire cargo room seemed to be in another world.
In an instant, countless terrifying visions appeared in front of Anderson Hood's eyes.
In those illusions, he vaguely saw a human figure behind a curtain of flames...
"You have something to say, I'm very busy."
That human figure seemed to be very familiar with 'William Cullen'.
Klein wanted to ask, "Busy? Busy working on family planning with the succubus in the abyss, right?"
Suppressing the desire to complain in his heart, he simply explained the situation.
"I know, I will keep the accounts for you." Qiao replied.
The next second.
The illusion is shattered.
The entire cargo room seemed to have been hit by a serious fire, everything was dark.
Except for the middle-aged girl in her early thirties in the center of the floor.
I don't know when.
The curse on Laila disappeared without a trace.
But the wood carving in Klein's hand was covered with black silk threads, and arcs leaked out from time to time.
He snapped his fingers and retracted the spiritual thread.
Bang.
Anderson Hood suddenly fell to the ground.
He felt like he was drifting back and forth between the gates of hell.
Go in, come out, come out, go in...
Smelling the smell of sulfur in the air, I couldn't help but feel a little grateful for life.
Woo woo woo.
I'm still alive, that's great.
Now, the only thing he was glad about was that he didn't wet his pants under William Cullen's control.
Thinking of this, Anderson Hood looked at 'William Cullen' in awe.
Coincidentally, Klein was also looking at him, his lips slightly raised: "Want to learn? I'll teach you."
Anderson Hood:???
It means let me die!
He forced out a smile that was even uglier than crying: "Sir, please, don't torture me like this anymore. I promise that I will be honest in the future."
Sage?
Ah.
It seems that I disguised myself well.
Klein laughed secretly in his heart.
But he said with a calm expression on his face: "Oh? Then I will watch your performance from now on."
