The taste of this canned wolffish is really exciting...... Not only stinky, but also disgusting...... It's just biochemical poison gas! Crane crouched in the corner, slowing down for more than ten seconds before returning to normal.

At that moment, he had underestimated the smell of canned wolffish and failed to respond in the most effective way in time, using a "paper man stand-in" or creating an invisible air pipe on the spot, pretending to be breathing underwater.

Now, at last, he realized how wise it was to make the decision not to open canned wolffish in public!

Call...... Crane let out a sigh, slowly stood up, picked up his luggage, and walked out of the docks.

His first impression of the city called Nas was that the houses were mostly white and made of stone, the second was that the location was not too far north, but the temperature was quite cold, even though it was already April, it was still only a few degrees Celsius, and the third was that there were many whaling houses, in which the huge beluga whales were dismembered into skin, flesh, fat, bones and "gray amber".

The latter two can be used as skirt supports for banquet dresses, and the other is a top-level spice, whether it is used as incense or perfume, it is a luxury that can only be enjoyed by the aristocracy and wealthy.

As for the skin, flesh and fat of beluga whales, they also have their own uses, which can be used to make clothes, become food, and refine oils, respectively. In Nas, in the Gargas Islands, the cuisine of Beluga has developed a unique culture, with a wide variety of techniques and restaurants that are famous.

Crane passed by the whaling houses and saw the fat stripped from the strippers being carried by horse-drawn trucks to the smoky factory not far away, a very Galgas refinery, where the fat of the beluga whale would be refined into whale oil, bottled and barreled, and used as the superior fuel and the blood of some industries.

Very distinctive...... Crane exhaled white air and stopped to watch for a while.

Out of the harbor and into the city, a noisy Vrsack language reached his ears.

Klein, who had mastered the ancient Versak language, the source of the northern continent language, had long been familiar with the words of the northern barbarians, and when he heard the sound, he looked sideways and saw tall people with blond hair marching through the streets with banners.

The banner at the front clearly reads their demands for protest:

"Against the indiscriminate fishing of beluga whales, we need sustainable development!"

Burst...... Klein almost lost his temper and immediately believed that 99 percent of the concept of "sustainable development" was "invented" by Russell the Great.

With a glance, he looked at the banners behind him, and became more and more aware of the purpose of the march:

"Whaling for survival, not pleasure!"

"Humans are no more noble than beluga whales!"

"The greedy demon leaves Nath!"

At this time, policemen in gray uniforms with shields, forks and sticks blocked the procession.

After a brief argument, the scene quickly became intense.

Many young people in the procession threw open cans of wolffish and lit liquor stuffed with strips of cloth, and the police no longer restrained, pushed back, and beat them with their shields against sticks.

Crane pinched his nose and looked at the fires burning in the street, and found that many passers-by did not feel anything about it, except for a few onlookers, the rest were heading towards their destination normally.

Looks like that's what happens to Nath a lot...... Could it be that the parades have turned into conflicts? worthy of the Vorsack Empire...... Crane muttered a few words, skirted the street, and found a random hotel to stay in.

He was still registered under the name Gelman Sparrow, and he was not at all worried that the information spread by the "sick Admiral" Tracy would cause the Church of the Night Goddess to treat him as a "faceling", because he would not go to the whaling route to look for the mermaids who had become followers of the goddess, and planned to go straight to the easternmost dangerous area of the Sunia Sea.

As for the security in the Gargas Islands, he didn't have to worry about it, this is a colony of the Vusak Empire, and the only legitimate religious organization is the Church of the God of War, and they are very hostile to the Church of the Goddess of the Night.

Crane was worried that he would meet a lot of "Facelings" here, who would meet seven or eight of them at a whale meal next door, but after careful consideration, he intellectually ruled out this possibility.

This is because the extraordinaries of the "soothsayer" path themselves are rare, beyond Sequence 8, Klein has only encountered three so far, the second is that the Extraordinary of Sequence 6 is not a weed that can be seen everywhere, even if it belongs to a pirate's paradise, and the bounty of 5,000 pounds is also a rare animal, and the third is the "Faceling" When you are ready, you will take a whaling ship in search of mermaids, either start believing in a goddess, sink to the bottom of the sea or work as a researcher, or have a very high IQ, seize the opportunity, successfully promote and leave safely, and rarely stay in the Gargas Islands for too long.

There will be no more than two "Facelings" in the whole of Nath except me...... Klein tidied up his clothes, did not rush to contact the "star general" Gardelia, and came to the street in a good mood, looking for food according to what he heard during the journey.

Raw beluga whale fillet, fried whale cutlet, whale oil with skin, grilled whale meat...... Klein was like an authentic traveler, changing three restaurants and tasting different foods.

It's not bad, it's quite distinctive, the fishy smell is not heavy, but it is very appetizing and tempting...... Belch...... Crane covered his mouth and went out into the street, where he found that the street lights were sparse, but the light in the houses on either side was bright, somewhat relieving the darkness of the night.

The icy wind came through the ocean, and Crane raised his hand to pull up the collar, and the azure sleeve studs were dulled and deeply embedded in his wrist.

Armstitches are more in line with Gelman Sparrow's personality than rings, so Klein doesn't blame the "craftsman" for changing the requirements without permission.

And the harmonica that solidified the ritual of summoning spirit creatures was completely consistent with Klein's intention, and could be used for a year and a half, and the whole body was silvery-white, delicate and beautiful.

When he got the harmonica, Crane imagined a mad and powerful adventurer leaning against the edge of a ship in the silence of the night, under the deep moonlight, playing a sad melody on the harmonica.

Unfortunately, the harmonica doesn't make a sound at all, and can only be used to summon Renette Tinicol.

Shaking his head imperceptibly, Crane made his steady progress through the empty and cold streets of Nas, returning to the inn.

After recovering from his sleep, he arrived at Grey Amber Street the next morning and entered a grocery store called "Whale Dance".

Glancing at the gray-haired boss who was a head taller than himself, Klein tapped his fingers on the counter and said in Fursak:

"Buy whale oil. ”

The boss's face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, but he was only wearing a coat made of beluga whale skin, and the light-colored patterns had a strange beauty.

"How much?" the boss was gulping down the spirits, ignoring the messy placement of the goods.

"One and a quarter barrel. Klein replied as agreed.

The boss's drinking movements slowed down for a moment, and he pestled the brown-green wine bottle in his hand to the counter:

"Would you like a bite? Nebos of the purest purity, mistress of all the Fursack men!"

This is a special distilled liquor of Vrsack, made from potatoes or grains, known for its high degree and thrilling like a flame, and it is quite inexpensive compared to Sunia blood wine, which is more popular with ordinary Vrsacks.

"No, I don't. Crane shook his head.

The boss chuckled:

"What kind of man is a Nepos if you don't drink it?

"Is there only a lady left in Rune?"

He took another sip and said:

"Who introduced you?"

"Ms. Gertmuse. Klein said a name that was a mix of styles.

The boss exhaled suddenly, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately lingered around.

He staggered to his feet, like a white bear performing in a circus.

After instructing the clerk, he led Klein all the way to the small room on the second floor of the back warehouse.

"Let me find, let me find......" the boss grunted and crouched down.

Crane controlled the twitching of his cheeks and remembered a joke that was widely circulated in the Kingdom of Rune:

"Question: When did the man of Fursack not get drunk? Answer: When was in the mother's womb. ”

After waiting for a while, Crane saw the boss rummage through a pure crystal ball.

Then, the drunken "White Bear" turned his back to Klein, rubbed the crystal ball with both hands, and whispered the difficult Old Hermetic language.

The room grew dark, and all the darkened corners seemed to exude a strange attraction.

The crystal ball quickly lit up, revealing a woman in a black classical robe.

She has a melon seed face, very white skin, and deep black eyes with a slight purple color, full of mystery.

I saw the true face of a Tarot member again...... Crane stepped forward and took the crystal ball.

The "hermit" Gardelia on the other side of the crystal ball also saw the "world" here: black hair and brown eyes, a thin face, and sharp edges.

Her eyes were slightly condensed, and she hesitated for a second before opening her mouth and said:

"Gelman Sparrow?"

She discovers that the true strength and level of the members of the Tarot Society are much stronger than she expected: the "world" is actually the crazy hunter Gelman Sparrow of the pirate general!

I had no problem with my previous judgments about the "world...... Introverted, deep, experienced and ruthless...... "General on the Stars" doesn't feel too surprised.

"Yes, Lady Gardelia. Klein motioned for the boss to leave the room.

It was only when it became extremely quiet that the "Star General" Gardelia spoke again:

"I'm curious, how did you recognize me? I've been very careful when I go to meetings. ”

At that time, the "world" who asked for a separate communication was a "star general" as soon as she spoke, which really scared her.

It was also based on this factor that she chose to take over the commission of "The World".

"Secret. Klein smiled politely.

Because he didn't want the other party to think of Mr. "Fool", he added a bland sentence:

"Your eyes are characteristic. ”

"Can I interpret this as a compliment to me?" said Gardelia, smiling abruptly.

She thought that the previous "world" only suspected that she was a "star general" through her eyes and other details, but she did not confirm it, so she tested it through words, and her own reaction told him the correct answer.

Crane didn't respond, but asked:

"When are we leaving?"