Byam, Swordfish Bar, Uss Kent drinking.

He held a wine glass in one hand and shook off a copy of the latest maritime news in the other.

Shocked! The disease lieutenant general has fallen, and the strongest adventurer in the five seas, Gelman Sparrow, has killed the Black Death alone! 》

He shuddered, subconsciously slammed the soulless beer to his lips, and his eyes seemed to be bound to the newspaper.

At this moment, a man walked briskly up to Uss Kent, tapped him on the shoulder, and said:

"Hey! Us, you have a telegram from a man named Gelman Sparrow, and the telegram says......"

"Whoa!"

The cup and the beer are all gone.

……

Olavi Island, 2nd floor of Sweet Lemon Bar.

Bilt Brando stood by the window with a cigar between his fingers, his gloomy face no better than the bad weather outside.

The mission that the big man had given him had an accident, and he was now terrified and distraught.

As for the fact that Uss Kent suddenly sent a telegram to him two days ago, asking him to go to a designated place to find an adventurer, receive some pirate heads, and exchange bounties on behalf of that adventurer, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

At this time, his important deputy, Sotos, was informed by the bodyguards and walked into the room.

Bilt temporarily reined in his thoughts and asked:

"Has there been a change to the east?"

"It's still the same, but I received an important message, the sick man is dying, and the Black Death has not yet determined a new owner."

"Dead? Which pirate admiral made the move? ”

"No, an adventurer named Gelman Sparrow, who alone boarded the Black Death, killed the sick lieutenant general, and swaggered away, and it is said that no one on board dared to stop him."

"Shhh

Bilt accidentally gets burned on the lips with a cigar.

"Search the newspapers in the Roth Islands to find out more about this adventurer."

Bildt immediately remembered the telegram, the commission, and then asked:

"Do you have any more details about the news that he will be killed in the disease?"

"It is said that he can transform into anyone like Ziringus, and it is with this ability that he blends into the Black Death and succeeds in the raid."

"Can be anyone......" Bildt muttered for a while, taking another deep puff on his cigar.

……

In a normal single room at the Sea Breeze & Jean Hotel, Sothos finds the legendary murderous adventurer Gelman Sparrow.

"My boss sent me to deal with those pirate bounties, you can give me those people's heads first."

You can count it, the military's efficiency is really low.

Klein stood up, reached out and took his top hat, put it on his head, and then said in a flat tone:

"Follow me."

Returning from the passenger ship, Sothos walked to the Sweet Lemon Bar with a sack of heads, and Klein followed in silence.

The two of them made their way to the second-floor room where Bildt was located without hindrance.

Bildt sat back in a large, well-made, expensive looking easy chair, and in a row behind him, eight bodyguards, with cigars in his mouth, full of momentum.

"Boss, Gelman Sparrow is here."

"You may be seated."

Bildt pointed to the sofa opposite, pulled down the collar of his shirt, flicked his cigar one last time, stood up slowly, and asked in a calm voice:

"What pirates are they?"

Sothos stepped forward and dumped the pockets he had been carrying, and several blood-stained heads came out.

Crane did not respond to Bildt's politeness, he walked straight to the heads, leaned down, pulled the face of one head face up, and said in a tone without the slightest emotion:

"This is calm Squil."

Klein pulled another head over and continued:

"This is the thug Taktansen."

"This is the craniocrlast gallondo."

"It's ......"

Bilt "plopped" and sat back in his easy chair, his eyes widened and his throat dry, and he squeezed out a sentence incredulously:

"You're on Admiral's ship again?"

Crane introduced all his heads before he stood up, stared into Bildt's terrified eyes, and replied:

"Almost."

Poor, a little? Directly force the pirate general? I've never seen such a crazy adventurer!

Bilt relented for a moment before he ordered his men to put away their heads, and for a moment he didn't know how to receive this dangerous adventurer worthy of a pirate admiral.

So he organized the language and said:

"I'll redeem the bounty for you as soon as possible, and in addition, I've organized an adventurer's mutual aid club, although you probably don't need it, but one more channel will always have one more guarantee."

Crane nodded, thinking to ask if there were any auxiliary materials and channels that could help make extraordinary items.

The atmosphere seemed to ease a little, and Crane noticed that Sothos seemed to have something to say all along, and he frequently signaled to Bildt, but Bildt always avoided it, intentionally or unintentionally.

Crane was not curious to know what private matters they had, so he politely took his leave.

As soon as Klein walked out of the second floor, Sothos quickly asked, "Why didn't you ask him to ......?"

Bildt sighed and said:

"Let me think again."

……

Klein, who had been cleaning the toilet for a day at the Olavi Medical Aid Foundation, returned to the Sea Breeze and Qin Hotel exhausted, he didn't bother to think about anything, he didn't want to do anything, he just planned to wash up and go to sleep.

However, he saw a man he had only met in the morning, Sothos.

Seeing Klein coming, Sothos greeted him and explained in a low voice:

"Mr. Bildt wants to treat you to dinner, well, he has another commission."

Dinner, this can be had, I don't know what commission it is, what dangerous ruins to explore or where to escort important people? By the way, you can ask about the need for materials and items that you have not had the opportunity to ask before.

There is another room on the second floor of the Sweet Lemon Bar, where a large number of drinks and a few local specialties are already stocked.

Paella topped with a thick yellow liquid seasoning, a special grilled sausage with dark brown grains, a cheese and vegetable soup with dark green and creamy yellow mixture, dark brown noodles mixed with bolognese, and a few large glasses of dark yellow beer with a little foam and sediment.

Klein immediately wanted to slam the door and get out.

The smell of starch, fat, dairy, and spices mixed together to invade Klein's sense of smell, making him feel even more hungry.

If the ingredients have a soul, the chef had better choose the way of collecting corpses, which can drive all kinds of vegetables, fish, mushrooms, cows and sheep to set off a "food disaster".

Klein looked at the various local specialties that Bildt enthusiastically introduced, and said calmly:

"Let's just say the commission."

……

An opportunity to play a real role, which is much more comfortable than going to the toilet.

After an enhanced version of the Grey Mist, Crane agreed to the commission and obtained information about his character from Bildt.

Admiral Emilius Levitt, a military demigod.

Klein was packing his bags and preparing to check out, he planned to leave his belongings with Bildt so that he would not have to pay for the hotel accommodation during the role, and as for his suitcase, there were no valuables.

He packed up all his belongings and finally set his eyes on the golden magic lamp.

There should be a lot of Extraordinary officers in the naval base, and Admiral Emilius's residence should also be guarded by Extraordinary Ones, they are most likely the way that the lamp god needs, if you take him over, will it be like putting a mouse in a rice tank?

Crane picked up the lamp and prepared to stuff it into his suitcase.

"Aren't you going to take me with you to play Emilius? With me, no one can find out that you are not Emilius. ”

The god of lights interjected at the right time.

"I'm afraid that when Admiral Emilius returns, I'll find that his men are gone, his guards are gone, and his secretarial corps is gone."

Klein said lightly.

"No, no, Emilius won't find out, because Emilius is gone."

The lamp god replied with a smile.