At nine o'clock in the morning, the two came to the dock and saw the huge passenger ship, the White Onyx, which was to accompany them on a nine-day journey.

Indeed, as the guards who sell tickets at the ticket company claim, it has both old sails and a new steam engine, and the chimney stands on top of each other with the sails that have not yet been opened, which is characteristic of this era.

To Angel's surprise, there were twelve wide gun emplacements on the side of the White Onyx near the docks, and they were not decorative, each of which contained a cast-iron cannon with a barrel pointed upward, as if to declare his right to freedom of navigation on the five seas.

No wonder the guard said that they had never been robbed by pirates, and with the guns on the other side, the 24 large-caliber guns were probably more than many pirate ships, and the latter would not risk one for one to rob such ships, they were just asking for money, not starting war......

But on the other hand, even passenger ships plying the main shipping lanes had to be armed with this amount of artillery, which shows that even in the coastal areas of the northern continent, there are many pirates wandering, waiting for an opportunity to loot passing ships.

Angel retracted her gaze and walked to the boarding ramp with her luggage with Klein - she was still embarrassed to let the other party carry her luggage, although there was a high probability that the "servant" that Crane had mentioned earlier was for the role of "Faceling".

There were already many passengers waiting in line by the gangway, and seven or eight tall crew members stood in a row with sailors, like a guard of honor to greet the passengers, they opened their coats in the cold wind, revealing their single clothes, showing their strong bodies that had been beaten by the wind and rain, as well as the revolvers and sabers at their waists.

This made many passengers who were a little worried after seeing the cannon show a relieved expression.

"Many of them have served in the military, and it seems that the statement that Captain Ellan and his sailors were retired from the Navy is not an exaggeration."

Crane whispered, stood at the end of the line with Angel, quickly checked the tickets, boarded the White Onyx, and checked again at the reception desk.

"First class is on the upper level, room 310, this is your key."

Angel took the key and was about to follow the direction pointed out by the waiter to the upper floor, when he suddenly heard the shrill shouts of a child from the gangway.

She subconsciously became nervous, and so did Klein beside her, and the two looked in the direction where the cry came from, only to realize that it was a man and a woman walking from the gangway, and the sound was made by the girl who hit the head.

The girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Melissa, and walked in front with vigour, screaming excitedly at the wide deck, and behind her was a boy of about ten years old, dressed in a child's formal suit, and looked a little reserved.

Behind the two children were a middle-aged couple dressed in rich clothes, three servants carrying luggage and carrying suitcases, and three smartly dressed bodyguards with guns pinned to their waists, two men and one woman.

There are ten people in total, which is really huge...... Angel's gaze was hidden behind the black veil of the hat, and it was not until the group of people were "led" by the girl that she walked towards the inner warehouse, and she withdrew her gaze and looked at Klein on the side.

The latter's gaze was equally focused on the group of passengers, the girl to be exact.

He didn't think of Melissa, but Melissa wasn't so noisy, she would just quietly admire the ship's machinery, and even want to go to the power room to see the steam engine...... Angel also recalled nostalgically, gently pulled Klein's sleeve, and followed the team into the inner warehouse and went to his room 310.

Compared with the second and third class rooms, the living room alone is 30 square meters, covered with thick carpets, solid wood desks and soft sofas, although limited to conditions, there are no balconies and floor-to-ceiling windows, but the large portholes can also show the sea view to the residents, and the living room leads to the master bedroom and three servants' rooms on both sides, all with independent bathrooms.

"It's a pity that we didn't bring servants like the family just now, and wasted so many rooms."

Angel looked around the center of the living room, and suddenly sighed and said, she began to feel a little distressed about the 35 pound ferry ticket money.

"Isn't there a ...... here Servants? ”

Crane put down his suitcase, exaggeratedly pulled his hand, bent down, and said in a humble tone, but with an unnatural pause.

"Really? Then you sleep in the servant's room at night? ”

Amused by his movements, Angel smiled and pointed to the servant's room farthest from the master bedroom, and then came to the master bedroom with his luggage, took out the "Good Luck" revolver and various ammunition that were inconvenient to carry due to wearing a skirt, put the change of clothes into the closet, and stuffed infrequently used items such as alchemy tools into the depths of the cabinet, and then found that Klein really didn't follow.

Curious, she returned to the living room and found Klein standing there with a frown, looking at his palms and a changing expression on his face...... No, his face was constantly changing shapes due to the wriggling of muscles and skin, and Angel saw Sherlock's beard, Crane's chin, and some more unfamiliar qualities.

"Crane!"

Her heart tightened, and she quickly ran forward, clasped Klein's shoulders with both hands, and pressed her forehead against the other's forehead, regardless of her wriggling features and the slender flesh buds that came out of her cheeks, and whispered again:

"Klein, relax, I'm here ......"

As if waking up from a nightmare, Crane looked blankly at Angel, their eyes so close that it was difficult to focus, but he gradually calmed down under the gentle purple gaze, and the flesh and skin on his face re-fixed, turning back into the person she was familiar with.

"Sorry...... I just now, something was wrong......"

Klein's face turned a little pale, as if he had consumed a lot of spirituality, and only after Angel helped him sit on the sofa did he ease up a little and explain what had just happened.

"It's because of what I just said......"

"It has nothing to do with the joke you just made," Klein replied immediately, in a solemn tone, "I just have some doubts about my identity, the identity played by the Faceling, to be exact. ”

When Beckland designed his identity as "Gelman Sparrow" in order to go to the sea and practice the role of "Faceling", he was ready to be a maverick adventurer at sea, exploring the "Legend of the Mermaid" closely related to the next series of potions, and at the same time pursuing other treasures and leaving his own legend in the five seas.

But in spending time with Angel these days, he involuntarily reverts to the time of Sherlock Moriarty in Beckland, which is why he has changed to the appearance of "Gelman", but Angel still calls him "The Great Detective" from time to time.

Then, just now, when he saw a family of four with bodyguards and servants, the girl who was about the same age as Melissa was, as Angel expected, evoke the memories that Klein buried in his heart, which made him the "Crane Moretti" of Tingen again.

Several different "settings" mingled in Klein's mind, and finally caused him to be confused, and this conflict reached its peak when "Servant Gelman" appeared just now, leaving his mind cluttered, even manifested in the extraordinary abilities of "Faceling".

After listening to Klein's explanation, Angel sighed softly, she didn't expect that after being promoted to Sequence 6, Crane would have such an abnormality due to different "identity" conflicts, although it was not out of control, but it was not too far off.

And there seems to be a negative effect on her, otherwise this "Gelman Sparrow" should be just a simple adventurer with a treasure hunting impulse, right?

"No, it's not just an adventure, Gelman is also going to hunt down some vicious pirates, feeding him that magical item that consumes human life every time he uses it, which makes him hide an unknown madness beneath Sven and politeness."

Crane went on to explain, holding out his left hand, displaying "squirming hunger" disguised as a plain black glove.

He had calmed down at this time, and his tone was flat, as if he was talking about the personality and behavior of the third person.

How do you feel that the separation of identities has become more serious...... Angel looked at Klein with some concern.

Could this be the hidden danger of the Facelings? But it's only been a few days since he played a new identity?

She herself has also experienced the process of suppression, incomprehension and final relief of various impulses in the body during the "pleasure" period of sequence 6, and it is not that she can't understand the confusion caused by Crane's rush to play at this time, but if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before this guy who is constantly oscillating between "crazy Gelman Sparrow" and "kind and polite Klein Moretti" may have big problems again.

Fortunately, I still have some clues......

"From now on, then, it's Gelman Sparrow," she said, staring into Klein's brown eyes, in a soft tone, as if to soothe the rest of the "people" in him, "not the best brother and brother, not the cautious but occasionally impulsive detective, but the adventurer Gelman Sparrow who is crazy at heart and makes pirates fearful, okay?" ”

Klein didn't nod for the first time, but closed his eyes lightly, his facial expression changed with the skin and flesh wriggling, and various forms familiar or unfamiliar to Angel appeared, and finally, fixed on the thin but angular face, black hair obliquely combed appearance, only then did he open his eyes, and his eyes revealed a trace of deliberate ruthlessness.

"You don't look like you're crazy about pirates......"

Angel laughed a little, she knew that this kind of transformation might not be so easy, even with the help of extraordinary abilities, I am afraid that she would have to gradually adapt to it in order to get used to her new identity.

"But you must remember that no matter how you 'play', you will always be just yourself, it is Klein Moretti, and even if you forget, I will not forget."

She said solemnly, relieving Klein after a slow nod, ending the serious conversation.

"So, Mr. Crazy Adventurer, shall we go to lunch first, or shall we ...... first?"

Angel said softly in a tone mixed with his own temptation and a tone that mimicked the dignified and restrained temperament of the "Desperate Lady".

How did you become a 3K beast, I can't finish writing, I can't finish writing at all...... It's a bit of a degradation.

(End of chapter)