In the middle of the second floor of the "Kara" is the crew room of this cargo ship. In order to transport cargo to the greatest extent, all crew members except the captain and first mate will live here.
"One-Eyed Knight" Andreevich is sitting on an iron chair fixed on the ground. Even if his heavy body is slightly shaken, it will make a heart-breaking "squeak" sound. He has a standard Fusac
He has human facial features, a big nose, blue eyes, blond hair, and a big beard. He always has a strong smell of alcohol, but there are only layers of scars left where his left eye is.
Even though he was sitting at a height of more than two meters, and with his ferocious facial features missing one eye, several men dressed as sailors in front of him lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze. He was holding a
A tall glass, the red wine in the glass slowly swirling:
"Have everything been put away?"
"Everything has been put away and covered." A sailor whose hairline has almost receded to the back of his head took a step forward and spoke in a low voice.
"Although this shipment was not in our plan, since we encountered it and spent 6,300 pounds, there must be no problem, otherwise I will not be able to explain it to the captain."
Andreevich's gentle tone is completely different from his appearance, and does not match his status as a boatswain under a pirate general. In fact, this is the outside world's impression of this "one-eyed knight", who has an almost perfect aristocrat.
demeanor.
It’s just that the crew in front of him knew that in most cases, the character of this "Knight" was indeed what the outside world said, but occasionally he would show a violent side, especially when the "Hurricane Admiral" knew that he had blinded one of his eyes.
"After his death in Backlund, occasional things have become regular.
"yes."
The trembling balding man gave an unusually concise answer. After seeing the "One-Eyed Knight" wave his hand, he and the rest of the crew bowed to him and left the crew room. Before the ship reached its destination,
They must stay with the purchased weapons, and even when resting, they must rest in the lower warehouse.
The wooden door closed gently, and there was a "squeak" sound. The one-eyed man stood up. His head was almost touching the ceiling at his height of 2.6 meters. The entire crew room seemed to shrink. The shirt on his body suddenly became tight.
, the crystal buttons were about to burst at any moment, holding the wine glass in one hand, and taking out a wooden box as big as a normal person's palm from his trouser pocket with the other hand.
There is no lock on the wooden box, it looks like a whole piece, and it looks extremely smooth without any decoration.
Holding the wooden box in his huge palm, Andreevich looked at the closed wooden box with his remaining right eye. There was a faint curiosity in the blue hole. What was in the box was why he did this.
The reason why they suddenly appeared in the Rhoside Islands is that those weapons were purchased only after receiving the news temporarily.
As the boatswain of the "Twilight", he is very aware of the restrictions on the fleet. Although the captain Bulatov Yinwan is "Vice Admiral of Twilight" and one of the seven pirate generals, even though he has just become a pirate general
"Lieutenant General of Disease" Tracy's reputation is also stronger than theirs.
He can only plunder within the area designated by the "King of the Five Seas", which makes "Vice Admiral Twilight" rank lower among the seven pirate generals, barely better than "Vice Admiral Deep Sea" who has been plundering in the North Sea.
"Be stronger.
But this time, even if he took a cargo ship and left the sea area where he was, the "One-Eyed Knight" was still puzzled as to what was inside that the captain would take the risk of sending himself to get it.
Extraordinary items? Potion recipes? Or treasure maps?
Although he was very curious, Andreevich just followed the captain's instructions and took it with him. He took it out and checked it every once in a while to see if there were any abnormalities. Seeing that there was still no change in the wooden box, he stuffed the wooden box again.
After putting it in his pants pocket, he sat back on the iron chair.
…
In the warehouse on the bottom floor, a man with a hairline that receded to the back of his head led the crew members striding forward in a long, dark passage. Although they all belonged to the "Twilight", except for the man who led them, the rest of them did not
He will not follow the "Twilight" to plunder ships, but will always drive this ancient freighter to and from the Rhoad Islands and Tuscat Island.
If you observe carefully, you can find that it is difficult to tell which country these crew members are from from their appearance. Even if they encounter the Church of Storms and the Loen Navy, they can easily get past them. After all, they are indeed the "Kara"
's crew.
After these people turned into another passage, Rolls, who was wrapped in thick shadows, jumped out of thin air from the dimmest place. He had already put on the most ordinary sailor clothes, and was different from the crew members who had just walked past.
What's the difference.
He rubbed his chin, listened quietly to the footsteps getting further and further away, took a step back and disappeared into the shadows.
The place where these people are going should be the warehouse where he was hiding before, but instead of aimlessly searching for the "One-Eyed Knight" on the ship, it is better to see what these people are going to do first.
…
"I don't care how you transported goods before, but now I can only stay here and look at these boxes. I will stay here with you most of the time, and someone will deliver three meals a day."
Although the bald man Nikolai also had doubts and complaints in his heart, he did not dare to ask Andreevich, which would only make him lie in bed unable to move for a long time.
"yes."
"yes."
An uneven response sounded. Although these crew members had some thoughts in their hearts, they would not ask them. They were not Extraordinary yet. Faced with an Extraordinary like Nicholas who was over two meters tall and could easily reach Sequence 7.
, just be honest and obedient.
"This voyage is very short. We will arrive in Oravi in two days, and then you can go back." Nicholas touched the smooth top of his head and his throat squirmed, "Don't worry, it should be there."
You won't be short of wine, as long as you don't get drunk."
"no problem."
"Do we have Fusac blood in our bodies? How can we get drunk?"
This time the response was obviously more positive, and a smile appeared on Nikolay's lips, but then he realized that he had to report to Mr. Andreevich every morning and evening, so he probably wouldn't be able to drink much.
Outside the warehouse, Rawls, who was hiding in the shadows, twitched the corner of his mouth. Are these Fusak and researcher Maozi really not related?
Is this ship going to arrive at Oraway first? I'm afraid Auston Leavitt has something to do with these people!
After listening for a while, Rolls quietly left after snoring came from inside.
…
Backlund North District, underground area of St. Samuel's Church.
There are bookshelves in the rather spacious room with many files on them. A woman with enchanting beauty wearing a black robe, blue eye shadow and blush is sitting leisurely on a high-backed chair.
"Haha, Dai Li, do you really want to come here to settle yourself? If so, can you come over and sort out the files?" An old man's voice came from the innermost bookshelf, and someone was sorting out the files.
Rustling sound.
"With you here, I don't need me. As long as a man is free, he will think about some things he shouldn't think and do some things he shouldn't do, no matter how old he is." Dai Li's voice became colder, but what she said
What she said was very different from her voice.
There was a burst of rapid footsteps, and a slightly frivolous man's voice came in from outside:
"Is it true? Old Neil, I really can't believe it."
An old man walked out from behind the bookshelf. His gray hair emerged from the brim of a classic black soft hat. He was wearing a black robe. His dark red eyes were slightly cloudy. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth were piled together, revealing a faint smile.
:
"Haha, Leonard, your footsteps today remind me of the time you rolled down the stairs after becoming the 'Sleepless One'."
Dai Li, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, turned slightly sideways, with a rare smile on her face with enchanting beauty:
"Didn't you join Sost's team? Are you here to check information?"
Wearing red gloves, a black trench coat, dark hair and green eyes, Leonard Mitchell's white shirt hem was still floating outside. After hearing Dai Li's question, the smile on his face disappeared and it took him a long time to speak.
road:
"It's the two cases involving Tarot rituals. I have some ideas."
When he heard that many people were looking for organizations that believed in "The Fool" recently, he subconsciously connected two cases involving Tarot rituals with them. "The Fool" is the main card of the Tarot!
The smile on Dai Li's face also disappeared, and her flashing green eyes glanced at Leonard:
"The first time or the second time?"
"No, it's just a guess." Leonard didn't mention the captain's name, "Old Neil, help me find it."
Old Neil behind the bookshelf sighed, said nothing, and began to rummage through the file. Leonard lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Daly's eyes, and there was only the sound of rummaging in the room.
…
In the corner of the street opposite the square outside St. Samuel's Cathedral, a man wearing a black robe and a hood stood motionless in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the bell tower of the church, where a group of white doves were hiding and clinging to each other.
To escape the increasingly cold wind.
I don't know how long it took, this figure stretched out his hands, looked at the dark green hands, sighed, hid them under the black robe again, turned around and left Berklund Street, and entered the Luo Street next door.
13 Nall Street.
He took off his black robe, revealing a more ordinary face. The man's deep gray eyes stared at the mirror nearby. His face in the mirror was blue, as if he was a frozen corpse, without any popularity. He tried
He stretched his muscles to squeeze out a smile, stiff, weird, scary...
Without sighing or disappointed, the man climbed up the stairs to the second floor and saw a man of medium height standing by the window holding a cigar. He saw the mole under his right ear and the profile of his face.
A confused look on his face.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Azik." His voice was so cold that it could freeze someone to death.
"Ah, good afternoon, Dunn." Azik turned his head and glanced at him as if he had just discovered Dunn, and then turned his attention to No. 6 Ronal Street opposite, "Are you really not going back? Leave.
After leaving that coffin, the aura of death on your body becomes stronger and stronger, and the 'gatekeeper' characteristic in your body will drag you step by step into the underworld."
"That's enough."
Dunn shook his head slightly stiffly. He forcibly changed paths and took properties across sequences. Part of his ability to survive was due to the extraordinary properties he had taken from his colleagues before, part of it was Mr. Azik's help, and most of it was luck.
good enough.
The problem he is facing now is that he cannot play the role of "gatekeeper". Once an entrance is constructed that overlaps the spiritual world and the underworld, he will be immediately dragged into the underworld due to the rich death energy in his body. He cannot play the role, and the death energy in his body will gradually
Make him a real dead creature.
The "gatekeeper" trait maintains his life and gradually leads him to death.
Even if he returned to the coffin, it would only be a temporary delay, otherwise he would not wake up.
Dunn also walked to the window and looked at No. 6 Ronal Street. As a house in the core area of the North District, it naturally doesn't look too bad from the outside. It's just that the house seems to have not been lived in for a long time and is covered with a layer of dust.
, most of the plants in the garden have withered and withered due to the cold weather, leaving only some evergreen varieties growing freely.
"I woke up in this house at that time. All the identity information and documents related to me were placed next to me. Just looking at those things, I didn't react at all. I didn't know the person in the photo until I looked in the mirror.
It’s me, Azik Eggers, a name that is both familiar and unfamiliar.
I was not as good as you back then. You had memories, companions, and hatred, but I had nothing. I envy you very much. You can go outside the church and take a sneak peek, thinking that your companions are there, and
There are only two graves where I can go."
Dunn lowered his head and thought of Klein, who was recruited into the "Nighthawks" team by him. He was now lying quietly in the Raphael Cemetery in Tingen.
"How long have you been here since you woke up?"
"How long? Huh..." Mr. Azik looked at Dunn with his vicissitudes of eyes, "About a year? Although I don't know what happened, I think there is my information and my house here, so there must be me.
I lost the clues of my memory. But after searching for a while, I didn’t get any clues, so I left here. It took several years before I arrived in Tingen and became a history professor at Huoyin University.”
"One year?"
Dunn's gray eyes deepened, and he turned to look at the opposite street, which was Berklund Street. There was a church there. He had just returned from there. It was the headquarters of the Backlund Parish of the Church of the Night - St. Samuel.
Er Church.
A stranger suddenly appeared so close to there, and he had complete information. He did not believe that the "Nighthawks" from the North District would not come to investigate.
"Aren't there any 'Nighthawks' who come to investigate? Or the police come to investigate you?"
"No at first. It took about half a month before the police came to inquire. I dealt with them based on the information in the documents."