Chapter 143: Cross-examination
When the sun was shining, the "White Onyx" finally docked at the pier in Baiam, and Klein, who had been waiting on the deck, did not have time to greet the "just" Erlan, who had met again, so he got off the ship along the gangway that had just been lowered, walked across the plank road, and came to the port.
He looked at the waiting area where the carriages were hired and saw that the few carriages had been hired by the last group of guests who had arrived in Hong Kong, so instead of waiting in line there, he walked along the main road towards the city.
Instead of spending half an hour waiting for a carriage, walk straight back to the "Blue Wind...... Calculating the shortest path, Crane passed by the sign next to the harbor, and out of the habit of "adventurers", he glanced at the various wanted notices and notices posted on it, and took in the various pirate kings, generals, and vicious pirates below them, and remembered them in his heart.
Wait, that's, Angel?
He retracted his steps and looked over the sign, where he found a new wanted notice posted between several pirate generals, with Angel's pseudonym Angelica Thatch written on it, and the latest bounty amount.
23,000 pounds.
When I left Tiyana, she was still 18,000 pounds, which means that the amount has only been updated in the past few days, and has not yet had time to spread from Baiam to the other islands...... Crane frowned, approaching the sign and looking at the contents of the wanted post.
"Kill wanted pirates in the streets...... Will this also increase the bounty amount? ”
After a little thought, Klein understood why.
Wanted warrants for various pirates and adventurers are not simply issued based on the damage and ferocity they caused, for example, "Gelman Sparrow" also killed well-known pirates such as the Clever Talker on the street, but did not receive a bounty, but was only "reported" in the newspaper.
However, if you already have a bounty target, you will be reassessed with a new bounty amount due to various actions that increase your "strength level", even if Angel Dang Street kills a wanted pirate, but this increases her threat in the eyes of the Storm Church and the colonial government, and will increase her value accordingly.
"But she doesn't usually mess around like this, even if she encounters a pirate with an attractive reward, she will do a good job of disguise before making a move......"
Crane muttered, tearing off the wanted warrant and crumpling it into a ball and throwing it into a corner, where a ball of flame appeared out of thin air and burned it to ashes.
Then, he found the direction of the "Blue Wind" and continued to move forward, and his pace secretly accelerated a few points.
……
Inserting the key, twisting it to the right, and then putting his hand on the doorknob, Crane's heart was a little nervous.
He took a deep breath, pressed the doorknob, pushed open the door, and entered the suite on the top floor of the "Blue Wind", and quickly swept his gaze, and saw Angel sitting on the sofa on the balcony of the living room.
After his gaze lingered on her serene face for a moment, Crane breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the living room.
"I'm back."
He whispered, casually putting down his suitcase.
Angel didn't get up immediately, but carefully placed the carving tool in his hand in the toolbox, closed the box, and then looked up at Klein.
This reaction, which was no different from usual, made Klein's hanging heart relax a little.
But the inexplicable vigilance of the spirit is getting stronger and stronger.
"You...... Nothing happened in Byam last week, right? ”
He asked.
Because many of his speculations can only be made from the perspective of a "fool", and as a "world" he does not understand, Klein can only ask vague questions and make temptations.
"Sold the 'Fruit of the Psychedelic Chime Tree' to Miss Justice, and three days ago met a wanted pirate on the road and earned a £1,500 bounty."
Angel smiled familiarly, satisfied with the increase in gold pounds in his pocket.
"In addition, I tried to find clues about the witch cult's human trafficking, and tracked down the 'mad captain' Connors Victor, who was trading slaves. However, during the tracking, I encountered a counterattack from the other side, and eventually the substitutes intervened, and before Connors and his connector in Byam could leave, a demigod who was likely to be the path of the 'Black Emperor' killed them, burned the cargo ship, and was chased away by the Storm Church Sage, and the clue was broken. ”
She continued, but there wasn't much regret on her face.
Burn the ship, slave ...... Crane remembered the beach in the divination screen, which corresponded to Angel's description.
Hearing that in addition to 'Adam', who could not be mentioned in reality, the other party did not hide the experience of this time, Klein was a little relieved.
"It's okay, this is not something that can be solved quickly, maybe we can report the news we know to the Storm Church and let them investigate further, I think the channel for the 'hanged man' is very good."
He replied casually, lifted the suitcase, went to the bedroom, pushed the door and entered, only to be surprised to find that the bedroom was very neatly packed, and Angel's clothes were almost all stored in the suitcase.
She's ready to go out, when I just came back?
Somewhat curious and a little worried, Klein quickly put away his luggage and returned to the living room, and sure enough, he saw that Angel had already stood up, holding the toolbox and was about to walk this way.
"You ......"
"Did you forget something important?"
As soon as he asked a question, he was interrupted by Angel's rhetorical question, and Crane was stunned, his thoughts were surging, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
If you give a perfunctory answer, you will feel that something bad will happen...... Surprised that this was a "proposition", he was a little stammering, and he didn't dare to speak for a while.
"Oh, it's your birthday, Crane."
Seeing his serious expression and tense body, Angel chuckled lightly and took the initiative to reveal the answer.
Birthday...... My birthday?
Klein froze.
My body, no, Klein Moretti's body was born on March 4, 1327, and today is March 4, 1350, exactly 23 years old......
After coming to this world for more than half a year, he was in a stressful life almost every day, as if he was being chased by someone and had no time to take care of these trivial matters. And the memories inherited in the brain are mostly various fragments, although there are memories of spending the birthday in the company of Benson and Melissa, but I didn't recall it for a while.
And now that "Klein Moretti" has faked his death, the only ones who know that he is still alive are Angel and Azik, and at this moment, I am afraid that the only person in front of him can congratulate him on his birthday.
Thinking of this, Klein put away the doubts just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied softly:
"Thank you."
"I'm not done yet...... Angel muttered, taking two steps closer, "I've booked a boat for you to the east of the Sunia Sea in April as a gift...... That ship is the Future of the Admiral, and she's the Tarot Society's 'Hermit' lady, and I'll let her contact you when she has time." ”
"I wanted to make something more creative, but ......"
She didn't go on.
It turned out that she communicated with the "hermit" alone at the tarot meeting......
Klein felt that his eyes were a little sour, he didn't expect it to be a birthday gift for him, but he thought that Angel had seen through the identity of the other party, so he helped him negotiate the future commission by the way.
Wait, if that's the case......
"Won't you come with me then?"
As if thinking of something, Crane asked rhetorically, the smile on his face fading.
"There is a pirate general, or a pirate general who is a believer in Mr. 'Fool', to escort you, I believe that this trip will not be a problem," Angel shook his head slowly, "In order not to affect your promotion, I will not accompany you." ”
With that, she took two steps closer again, almost clinging to Crane.
The latter's thinking was a little sluggish for a while, and he didn't understand the meaning of Angel's words, but just watched her come forward and kiss her gently on the face that she hadn't had time to clean because she was in a hurry.
She, won't go with me?
Watching Angel purse her lips in satisfaction, she put the toolbox back in the bedroom, walked to the living room door, opened the door and walked out.
The back slowly disappeared in Crane's eyes, and the door was blown by the wind and gently shut.
Click.
The sound seemed to activate the almost stagnant thoughts in his mind.
At the tarot meeting a week ago, she was confused and frightened......
met the high-sequence extraordinary person of the "audience", the "King of Angels" Adam......
Help me arrange a "birthday present", but I don't plan to go with it......
Prepare to sell the "hypocritical" ring and save cash......
Regardless of hiding your identity, kill pirates for a bounty......
The bounty was further raised to the level of a pirate general......
She, she's ready to leave?
No, it's preparation......
In the next second, bright yellow flames erupted from the hem of Klein's trench coat, enveloping his body.
He then disappeared from the living room.
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"Bang-"
With a soft sound, the gas lamp flame in front of Angel skyrocketed, and a figure emerged from it.
Angel, who was about to go down the stairs, had her pupils shrunk and subconsciously made a vigilant movement, but she relaxed again after seeing the comer.
"You ......"
She squeezed out a smile and spoke.
Crane in front of him had a gloomy face, stretched out his hands and directly pressed Angel's shoulders, pushing her to the wall of the corridor.
"What happened to me in the ten days I left?
"Learn to kill wanted criminals on the street?
"The bounty has gone up, it's fun, huh?
"What kind of birthday present, let me go alone?"
Urging one by one, the force in his hand increased, and he squeezed Angel's slightly thin shoulders tightly.
As if stunned, Angel just shrunk her neck, did not resist, and the smile on her face became unnatural.
"I, I didn't ......"
She muttered, her pupils dilated with surprise, as if she had reacquainted herself with the man in front of her.
"No? It's nothing? ”
Crane interrupted her argument and asked rhetorically:
"I didn't prepare to say a word and secretly arrange something, I didn't hide my thoughts, and secretly increased my 'worth'......"
"Still unprepared, give up everything and leave me alone?"
(End of chapter)
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