Just now, Angel, who was still laughing at the soaring value of "Flame" and lamenting the gold mountain on the sea, couldn't laugh at all at the moment.

She looked left and right, and saw that no one cared about these pirate "illustrated books" that were more valuable but more dangerous, so she slowly stepped forward, tore off her own wanted warrant, and studied it carefully.

She found that except for the change in amount, the rest of the description was no different from before.

"No one else knows about my hunt for Steel, and even if the Substitutes for Punishment divinate additional information, the timing of the bounty increase will not match Daniz's...... The only possibility is that the destruction of the 'City Breaker' on the way to Midrange Island was reported by the captain of the Blue Mountain Rose, and the Church of the Storm judged me to be more dangerous...... Alas, islands with submarine cables are too unfriendly to wanted people. ”

Thinking so, Angel crumpled the wanted notice into a ball and threw it into the garbage heap next to him, smoothing out the "flame" wanted notice that was blown by the wind and making him more conspicuous.

"I hope you will exceed my bounty soon, Mr. 6000 pounds......"

She muttered, carrying her suitcase, blending into the crowd and walking towards the short ferry she was about to take.

The island of Pará is only about 40 nautical miles from the medium-range island, and the steam ferry takes three hours to travel, so the ship, which can carry hundreds of people, has no guest rooms, only two large rooms for passengers to rest, and a large deck, and the cabins below the deck are cargo holds, supplying industrial goods and raw materials that cannot be produced locally.

Soon after Angel boarded the boat, the ferry set sail with a whining whistle, and the passengers, mostly locals, had been commuting to and from this route for a long time, chatting on the deck or taking a nap in the lounge.

She stood on the deck for a while with the cold, salty sea breeze, and soon became bored, and returned to the lounge, where she sat down on a bench, leaning against the porthole and looking at the rain clouds in the distance, which were closer than what she had just seen on the docks, and the rain seemed to be about to hit at any moment.

You can't be so unlucky and encounter bad weather just after going to sea, right?

Angel touched the "good luck" revolver on his waist, and suddenly felt a little weak.

Fortunately, an uninvited guest distracted her.

"Meow-"

Suddenly there was an illusory meow in her ears, and Angel realized it, and turned on her vision, and found that Lady Winsa had appeared on the porthole beside her at some point, with a small envelope in her mouth.

"Thank you."

She thanked her softly, reached for the letter, and touched the black cat's furry back, but was easily dodged by the dexterous messenger, and her blue eyes glanced at her with contempt, and then slipped into the spirit realm and left.

I almost forgot that it was just a spirit creature......

Angel awkwardly withdrew her arm, opened the envelope and looked at the stationery, only to find that it was indeed Crane's reply.

"Sorry for the delay of three days to reply, I've been through a lot in Byam these days and I've only been able to solve most of the problems until today.

"The natives who hide in the shadows of Byam believe in Kavituwa, the 'god of the sea', but the latter seems to have recently fallen into some kind of madness, trying to roll up a hurricane and tsunami to attack this 'city of generosity', but fortunately, one of the demigods of the Church of the Storm, 'Aquaman' 'Aquaman' easily suppressed this not very powerful 'sea god', and the military also cooperated with the punishers to search for the whole city, and started a melee with the resistance, and Daniz and I were involved in this matter. Incidentally, Daniz said that his captain thinks that Aquaman has reached Sequence 3, which is something that must not be provoked.

"In addition, in this incident, I contacted the blue-haired captain you met last time, Alger Wilson, and confirmed the identity of the believer with him, and there may be a limited cooperation in the future, of course, he is not aware of my relationship with you.

"Finally, one thing you may want to know is that at a gathering of the Extraordinary Underground on Sunday, a reward of £1,500 was offered for a red-haired woman named Elaine, very similar to the target you described in your letter as being searched by the 'Sick Admiral.'

"Looking forward to your return soon—Gelman."

At the bottom of the letter was the face of a black cat, with a strange smile, vividly drawn to resemble Ms. Winza, who had just delivered the letter.

Was he testing if Winsa would peek at the letters...... Angel held back a smile, folded the letter carefully, and then pondered the contents of the letter.

Angel, a local resistance group in Byam, had heard about it in her interactions with the hanged man Alger and the intelligence trafficker Dominic, but she didn't care about it, but they didn't expect that they actually believed in a "sea god" that was almost crazy, and even wanted to flood the entire city through the tsunami.

Judging by Klein's description in the letter, it is likely that Byam was already in the middle of a scuffle between the local garrison, the Storm Church, and the Resistance, and it was not known whether the war would spread from the "City of Generosity" to the entire Rorsted Islands.

The Resistance, which had been oppressed by the colonists for so long that it was full of rage, believed in the Storm Church and the Rune Army...... The two sides are going to clash hard, and I am afraid that the flames of war will not disappear in a day or two.

Sighing, Angel temporarily let go of his sympathy for the natives of the Rorsted Islands and turned his mind to matters related to him.

Klein's contact with the "Hanged Man" Alger was not unexpected by Angel, the two are both believers of the Fool, and they even had a cooperation when hunting "Steel" McVetty, although she is the mediator in the middle, but Crane already knows such a Fool believer hidden in the Storm Church, although Alger does not know that there is another person behind Angel, but he should know the battle situation of the day through the internal information of the substitute, and it is not difficult to make a corresponding analysis.

"I hope Mr. Hanged Man doesn't reveal too much about the Tarot Society, and this needs Mr. Fool's consent......"

She muttered.

Finally, Elaine, Tracy apparently did not succeed in intercepting the other party on the way back to Byam immediately after arriving at Midrange Island, so that Elaine can only be captured through an underground bounty at present, as the owner of the 25,000 pound bounty, she will never risk offering the other party through official channels, otherwise she may be targeted before Elaine.

"Fortunately, I gave her the passage fee at the time, otherwise she would have been blocked at sea by Tracy if she was delayed for a few days on Mid-Range Island."

After complimenting her little kindness, Angel looked at the sea outside the window again, and suddenly found that the sky outside had become dark at some point, and the dark clouds above were shrouded in unfathomable depth, like a gate to an unknown territory.

The storm that was far away just now had actually come above Angel, and the violent and changeable sea showed its fickleness.

In the blink of an eye, the pouring rain fell, mixed with bright lightning, like a scar cut through the dark sky, and the originally calm sea around it had rolled up huge waves, constantly lapping the ferry, making the lounge sway from side to side irregularly, and the lights inside flickered, adding a sense of helplessness under the power of nature.

What "good luck"...... Angel sneered and looked at the lounge door, where the passengers who had been hanging out and chatting on the deck rushed in to escape the rain, and they each found their seats and sat down, looking unflustered, as if they had seen a similar scene all day.

The few passengers who were frightened and clinging to their fixed positions were all "newbies" who had come to the Furious Sea for the first time, and Angel was a little flustered in his heart, but he still kept a straight face, trying to fit into the atmosphere of "veterans".

The ferry continued its journey in the wind and waves, skilfully maneuvering around the most dangerous positions, and soon sailed out of this apocalyptic scene, the sky suddenly shining brightly, and the waves gradually subsided.

Angel looked back, and the rain cloud seemed to be being manipulated by someone, moving quickly in the direction of the medium-range island, and it was conceivable that the dock there would soon be hit by the same storm.

"Hey, this is the Berserk Sea, you'll get used to it."

A man beside her, apparently a local, said to another passenger who trembled and grabbed a wall protrusion to immobilize him.

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After such a small episode, the ferry arrived at the pier on the island of Pará according to the schedule, and Angel disembarked with a boatload of passengers and set foot in this small port town.

The architecture here is somewhat of the style of the southern continent of Byron, with a more natural curve with the topography, rather than bulldozing the hills and paving the streets horizontally and vertically, as Rune did.

Of course, it is still a two-wheeled or four-wheeled carriage that walks here, not the "coffin cart" that originated from the worship of death on Byron's side, the latter Angel has only seen in books, and has always hoped to see real things, but unfortunately the attitude towards death in the north and south continents is completely different, and carrying the coffin on the street here, or even letting the living lie in it, will be regarded as a fool.

After hiring a carriage, she came to a remote hotel after turning around, and at once thought that the coachman was ripping off customers, but after repeated confirmation, she was surprised to find that almost all the hotels in the local area were already full, and the coachman was indeed kind enough to take her to a few places where there were still vacant rooms.

"Then you're still weird......

Still paying in disbelief, Angel entered the somewhat old-fashioned inn and was immediately shocked by the noisy and crowded first-floor lobby.

Could it be that the island has become a popular attraction lately, taking on travelers far beyond its limits?

Although she felt strange in her head, she still quickly came to the front desk, registered under a pseudonym, and rented a single room.

Seeing that the waiter put the "full" sign in a conspicuous position, Angel knew that the coachman just now really did not deceive, maybe a few minutes late, even this hotel would be fully booked.

"What's going on here? Why are all rooms fully booked? ”

She took her number plate and key, and asked the waiter at the front desk.

"Lately? Aside from the fact that storms are becoming more frequent, nothing else has changed. ”

The young man in the red vest with a big back looked at Angel in surprise and replied.

"But if you want to ask the question of the guest rooms, all the hotels are similar, since half a year ago, everyone's business has slowly improved, you see, a family of four over there has been living with us for four months, and the brown-haired lady next to them has lived for three months."

He pointed to the rest in the corner of the hall and whispered.

"You're going to stay there forever."

(End of chapter)