Lumian has already gone through the information collected by Franka, and he can roughly guess the reason for her choice:
Hal Constantine, the "Admiral of the Deep" who is said to have the blood of a sea monster, often goes to an island called "Banamo" in the west of the Misty Sea for supplies. A few days ago, someone was on the road leading to Banamo.
Hal Constantine's flagship "Newnes" was discovered surfacing on a certain waterway, allowing the crew to breathe fresh air and enjoy precious freedom.
Judging from the distance, speed, actual channel conditions and weather conditions in the Misty Sea, it will take about two to three days for the "Newnes" to arrive in Panamo.
Among all the pirate generals, this is the only one whose whereabouts can be predicted in the near future!
"You can try it." Lumian responded to Franka's suggestion nonchalantly.
As a "hunter" who has actually participated in demigod-level battles and played a certain role, he feels that there is no essential difference in which pirate general he chooses, as long as it is easy to find.
Franka glanced at Lumian without any politeness and muttered:
"I think there is something wrong with your current mentality. You cannot underestimate the leader in Sequence 5. You are not a demigod yet, and your body is still very fragile. If you underestimate the Deep Sea Admiral, you may suffer a big loss. In my hometown
There is a saying that you can despise the enemy strategically, but you must pay attention to it tactically."
"I know, Aurore often reminded me like this in the past, telling me not to underestimate the villagers' IQ. I felt that my prank would be successful and there would be no problems. After being chased and beaten by the villagers several times, I understood deeply.
"I heard this sentence." Lumian was not angry and said seriously, "There seems to be a saying in your hometown that weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is."
"Stop!" Franka muttered, "As long as you know, don't make it an exchange of famous quotes."
Seeing that they had identified the target, Jian Na said:
"The question now is, how to get to Panamo Island?"
Banamo is located in the northwest of the Sea of Mist. It was once a colony of the Feysac Empire. Later, when the power of the Feysac Empire declined, the native people of Banamo actively resisted and finally gained independence.
This is also because Panamo Island itself lacks valuable resources and only exists as an advance base for exploring the end of the Sea of Mists. It would not be a pity to give up.
After independence, Panamo Island gradually developed into a pirate port, providing pirates with a trading venue and sufficient supplies.
Jenna's meaning is very clear, that is, from Trier to Panamo Island, even if the route is clear and the weather is good, it will still take two or three weeks. If there is a slight situation, a larger detour or waiting will be required.
It may not be possible to arrive in a month. By then, the "Admiral of the Deep Sea" will have already left Panamo Island, and it is almost impossible to find a pirate general on the vast sea, unless there is a gift from fate.
Under the current circumstances, only "teleportation" can ensure that the team reaches Panamo Island in time, where they will wait for "Deep Sea Admiral" Hal Constantine. But the problem is that neither Lumian nor Franka can
Mastering the coordinates of the spiritual world of Panamo Island, if you want to "teleport" such a long distance, you will inevitably get lost in the spiritual world.
Lumian thought for a few seconds and asked Franka:
"Is there any way to contact anyone on Panamo Island?"
"It should be possible. There is a telegraph office on Panamo Island." Franka replied thoughtfully, "We can find adventurers who have been to Panamo Island and ask them to send a telegram to their friends on the island."
Lumian laughed:
"good.
"If all goes well, we will arrive at Panamo Island tonight."
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Sea of Mist, Panamo Island with foggy and gloomy weather all year round.
In the only port here, Mason took a bunch of things and passed through the pirates coming and going, and entered an abandoned warehouse.
This place was destroyed by a fire among pirates and never repaired, becoming a no-man's land.
Mason is an adventurer. He hates those rude and cruel pirates, and he can't live without Panamo Island, because this pirate port is full of opportunities.
Even if he does not take the risk of hunting a lone pirate with a bounty on his head, he can still wait patiently for the pirate vendetta to end and take the remaining items from the loser.
This is how he became an Extraordinary, and is currently a Sequence 8 "Fighter".
Today, Mason took on a task that was said to be very simple but with a reward of 1,000 Filkin, and he deliberately found a secret place to complete it.
He quickly cleaned up the pile of broken wooden boxes, stacked them together, and turned them into an altar.
Then, he placed candles, fragrances, essential oils and other items according to the task description.
After completing the preliminary preparations, Mason took out the neatly folded task description and read the following content:
“The most difficult part of this task is that you must have the appropriate knowledge, which includes both the entry-level ancient Hermetic language and the more proficient Hermetic language.
"If you do not meet the above conditions, please do not accept this commission..."
Fortunately, I learned a little bit of Ancient Hermetic and enough Hermetic from other adventurers... Mason was quite happy with his original choice when he took on this mission.
This is not because he has more learning spirit than other adventurers, but because several of the items he harvested before were related to the Hermetic language. In order to find out their true value, he deliberately spent money to find adventurers who understand the Hermetic language.
I studied for a while.
After quickly reading the second half of the mission description, Mason assessed the possible dangers and felt that there should be no big problems.
He then made a "spiritual wall" with great difficulty, lit candles, dripped incense, took two steps back, and shouted in a low voice in ancient Hermetic:
"I!"
It was one of the few ancient Hermetic words he knew.
Then, Mason switched to Hermetic:
"I call in my name:
"The creature that travels in the upper world, the penitent who wakes up from the flames of pain, the messenger who belongs exclusively to Lumian Lee..."
As soon as Mason finished speaking, he saw the candle flames getting bigger and dyed a deep green, almost black color.
In the firelight, a tall figure wearing a black clergy robe stood out.
Mason just glanced at it and took a step back in fear.
The exposed parts of the figure seemed to have been burned by flames for a long time. The flesh and skin had become charred and black, clinging to the bones. The eye sockets were dark and burning with dark flames. There was also some sticky water flowing on the body surface.
The strange black flame.
This is like an undead creature!
Mason had seen similar things in Port Panamo. Some pirates were very good at communicating with corpses, but the summoned "Confessor" made Mason instinctively feel fear, thinking that he had an essential relationship with ordinary living corpses.
the difference.
Several pirate generals who have visited Panamo Port have never left Mason with this feeling!
Seeing the mummy wearing a black clergy robe looking at him, Mason forced himself to take out the letter.
His mission this time is to send a letter to a person named Lumian Lee!
The mummy messenger, with thick black flames flowing from his body, took the letter and disappeared into the dark green almost black candlelight.
Everything in the abandoned warehouse quickly returned to normal.
Mason then raised his right hand, wiped off the cold sweat, and said to himself:
"This matter seems not simple...
"I heard from other adventurers that some people were bewitched to perform special rituals, and as a result they summoned evil gods and demons, destroying themselves and the town where they were...
"That wasn't what happened just now, was it? A disaster was going to happen to Banamo Port?
"That Lumian Lee is the evil god and devil's real name?
"..."
Mason had seen before that the ritual summoned was only a messenger, which had nothing to do with evil gods and demons, and he was already a Sequence 8 Beyonder, so he was willing to make such an attempt, but the messenger just now made him feel uneasy.
While muttering to himself, Mason packed up the items in the altar.
Suddenly, he stopped and frowned:
"I seem to have heard the name Lumian Li somewhere..."
He tried to think back for a moment, but to no avail.
Before leaving the abandoned warehouse, Mason looked back at the altar piled with broken wooden boxes, and found that there seemed to be something floating in the shadows there.
With his heart condensed, Mason pretended not to see anything and quickly left the abandoned warehouse.
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Trier, Memorial District, in the apartment where Franka and Janna rented.
Lumian saw "The Confessor" Bayinfer walking out of the void and handing him a letter.
He didn't open the letter at all, because it contained nothing but blank paper.
He addressed his messenger directly:
"Can you send the reply to the sender?"
"Okay." "The Confessor" Bayenfell replied in a low voice.
Lumian laughed and pointed at himself:
"I'm just replying."
…………
In the Port of Banamo, which was filled with light mist, Lumian leaned against the outer wall of the abandoned warehouse, watching the letter sender walk out of the warehouse with a slightly frightened expression and quickly walked away.
He smiled and took out a golden straw hat from the "traveler's bag", looked at it for a few times and then put it back.
——The appearance of the great adventurer Louis Berry here will arouse unnecessary suspicion, and may cause "Deep Sea Admiral" Hal Constantine to change his destination and no longer go to Panamo Port.
Lumian straightened up, tightened his thick jacket, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly on the streets of Port Panamo.
He planned to go around for a while and then go back to pick up Franka and others.
…………
Trier, late at night.
Angoulême arrived at the empty house agreed with "Hidden Blade" to take away emergency contact information for the next period of time.
Soon, he found the note and saw the content on it:
“In case of emergency, call my friend’s messenger:
"The rabbit-shaped spirit wandering in illusion, the runner chasing knowledge, the unique messenger of the Seven of Cups."
"Seven of Cups"... "Tarot Club"? "Hidden Blade", your friend is yourself, right? Angoulême muttered to himself silently.
He felt that he probably understood why the Hidden Blade was always in so much trouble.