Syllable!

Klein reached out and just took the slightly heavy letter.

The huge white bone messenger didn't stay, it directly disintegrated into a fountain, fell into the deck one by one, and disappeared, as if it didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

Crane didn't look down directly, following his spiritual instincts, he instinctively turned around and looked at the wooden staircase leading to the first-class cabin.

He saw that Donna and Denton's eyes were wide open and their mouths were half open, as if they wanted to scream because of the scene just now, but before they could make a sound, they saw that the matter was over, and he suspected that he was hallucinating.

Children who have eaten the special cured meat of Damir Harbor have a certain, short-lived vision...... Crane's brow moved slightly, and he raised his left hand as he did when he hunted fishmen, and raised his index finger to his mouth, so that the two underage little ones were silent.

Donna, who was already quite tall, immediately raised her hand, covered her mouth, and nodded her head in fear and excitement, signaling that she knew.

She looked down and saw that her brother was still in the same daze, and hurriedly pulled his arm and clubbed his palm to his mouth.

Sensing that something was wrong with them, Cleves and Cecil stopped and looked at Crane, but found nothing.

In the face of their gaze, Crane bowed his head and continued to his room.

A gold coin appeared in his hand at some point, flying up and down, swimming left and right, as if it had life.

Bite!

The gold coin bounces up and down, with the number pointing upwards, indicating a negative effect.

This means that the episode just now is not a danger to Klein.

Really, now this messenger doesn't know how to be polite at all, unlike before, he will pat his shoulder, push his body down, give a warning in advance, or directly turn the surrounding spirit world to prevent it from being seen by ordinary people...... With a sneer, Crane pulled out the key and opened the door.

He sat down on the edge of the low bed, lit the half-remaining candle, and opened Mr. Azik's reply.

Pulling out the items inside, the first thing that caught his eye was the "Black Emperor" card.

Looking at that unpleasant face, Crane instinctively breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries.

What he is afraid of is not that Mr. Azik will not return him, this trust is still there, after all, the potion formula and the corresponding ritual can be copied, and only the characteristics of the polymerization effect with high-level materials cannot be imitated, and this is obviously not the way where Azik is, nor is it the kind that can be replaced, and the big guy has no need for this.

Klein's concern was that the Courier had been robbed and that he had lost the blasphemy card that had helped his spirit state so much.

It's not impossible, there are countless strange creatures in the spirit world, and it's not too difficult to understand a few people who love to rob messengers and are good at locating.

Along with the "Black Emperor" plaque, the bronze whistle from the members of the Spirit Order was returned.

Putting the two items away for now, Crane unfolded the textured stationery and read Azik's reply:

“...... The card depicting the 'Black Emperor' reminded me of images of the Blood Emperor, as tall as a mountain peak, with a bright red cloak, with crazy eyes, almost irrational, on the verge of losing control, and the resurrected True Black Emperor, sitting on a huge throne and looking down on everything on the earth.

"I looked up at them, and was looked at by the Blood Emperor, and I lost consciousness.

"I should have participated in that 'Battle of the Four Emperors' to some extent, but the specific details still need to be recalled, maybe it was the trauma of that encounter that made me lose my memory again and again, keep dying, and keep waking up.

"I didn't have much touch on the legend of the Death Treasure of the Furious Sea, maybe when I took a boat to the Southern Continent and passed through that ocean, I would have a certain sense and be attracted by nature.

"The experience of the owner of the bronze whistle is very similar to the ritual of the 'undead', but it is distinctly different, I feel the aura of evil and the signs of danger, and I believe that the owner of the bronze whistle is in some strange and terrible state.

"You'd better not blow that brass whistle and drive the messenger, for it would be very dangerous, and wait until I can regain my memory and figure out what that experience really represents, and then try again.

"The feathers left behind by the owner of the bronze whistle you mentioned can be used in the necromantic realm, it is a unique, spiritual material, and when I think about it more, I will compile some knowledge of the rituals and charms that will allow you to use it, speaking of this matter, I remember that you asked about the method of spiritual contamination within the non-mortal trait in the past, it will probably take a while longer, at least so far, I am in a blank state in this regard.

"Also, I vaguely remember that in the Southern Continent, there was a strange creature called the Feather Man.

"That card had better be sealed with a certain amount of seal, otherwise it might attract you powerful enemies and numerous scourges, I can give you some tips, it's not too difficult, first, improve the spiritual wall......"

Sure enough, the blasphemy card has a cohesive effect...... Luckily, I was left on top of the gray fog...... Judging from what Mr. Azik described, he should not be an amnesiac Grim Reaper, otherwise there would be no such thing as looking up to the Blood Emperor and the Black Emperor...... He is the son of the god of death, and he followed that god to participate in the "War of the Four Emperors", unfortunately he was severely injured, as it should be...... As he pondered, Crane pulled out a flame and burned the letter.

He then tried his hand at sealing techniques and mastered what Azik had taught him in the letter.

After doing all this, he held another ceremony, bringing the "Black Emperor" card and the bronze whistle of the Spirit Sect into the mysterious space above the gray mist, preventing any possibility of accidents.

There is no doubt that Klein is reluctant to suddenly encounter Nast, the "King of the Five Seas", on the sea.

............

In the early morning, the sun leaps over the horizon and turns the distance golden.

Klein went to the second-class cafeteria, where there was not much food, and ate two slices of toast with bacon and butter, and drank a cup of lemon tea.

Filling his stomach, he came to the deck to breathe in the fresh air and enjoy the beauty of the early riser.

At this moment, he saw Captain Erlan returning drunk, his straight sword shaking.

Thinking of last night's events, Klein greeted him and said without a smile:

"Good morning.

"White Shark didn't bother you, did it?

"He should have found out that I was a passenger on the White Onyx. ”

Erlan, who was wearing a dark infrared suit, took off the boat-shaped hat on his head and laughed:

"It's his own problem.

"Actually, he'll make you pay half of the cost of repairing the bar, but that's not much, it's just a few souls, and it just so happens that I won six pounds last night, and with a little more tip, it's over. ”

Captain, are you afraid that I, a crazy adventurer, will make a big deal for the sake of face, so I will directly take it upon myself? Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I see. ”

Then, as he turned around, he walked back to the bow of the boat, leaving a very soft word:

"Thank you. ”

Returning to the position just now, Klein felt the sea breeze blowing on his face, and slowly exhaled, only to feel that it was too difficult to set up a concave person.

After a while, he was about to return to the cabin when suddenly there were two more figures beside him, it was the Donna and Denton siblings.

Cecil, who was responsible for protecting them, swam a few paces away.

Donna obviously didn't sleep well last night, her eye bags were a little puffy, and her face was quite gloomy, but her spirit was quite high, and her eyes were moving flexibly while learning to see the scenery from Klein.

Just when Denton, who was about the same state as her, wanted to speak, she preemptively said:

"Uncle, last night, last night, who is that?"

As she spoke, she looked ahead and did not turn her head, but her body trembled slightly, as if she remembered what she had seen at the time.

"That's a messenger, you can understand as a postman. Klein didn't look at the two little ones either, as if to say what they had for breakfast today.

"Courier?" Denton barely managed to control his volume.

"The world is so big, there will always be some strange creatures, believe me, although it looks vicious and terrifying, it is actually very gentle and ethical...... It had just sent me a letter on behalf of a friend from afar. Klein explained slightly, trying to portray the nearly four-meter-tall Bone Courier as pitiful, weak, and helpless.

After a night of panic, because she had not been harmed, Donna had calmed down a lot, and her eyes unconsciously lit up:

"Good, amazing!

"It's like listening to a story!"

"Cool!" Denton also commented.

Then, he asked, somewhat puzzled, "But why didn't the others see it?"

"That's because your hearts are pure. Klein said with a slight hook of his mouth.

He was lying with white intentions, after all, it couldn't be directly said that it was a matter of special cured meat, which would make the two curious little ones can't help but try.

In this way, not to mention the problem of getting sick if you take a large amount of it, just turning on the spiritual vision is a very dangerous thing - even if Klein can support the consumption of spiritual vision for a long time now, he doesn't dare to keep it on all the time, and sometimes, when he sees something he shouldn't see, he will go crazy and even die!

"We, can we have our own messenger too?" asked Donna, curious and excited.

"It depends on luck. Klein replied with a calm and concise expression.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart:

I don't even have a messenger of my own!

If you want to get the messenger, you must first design an accurate summoning ritual and prepare the corresponding spirit creature contract, and this belongs to the knowledge of the specialized field, and it is very easy to summon bad things by tossing around, so Crane does not dare to try recklessly before he is sure.

"Uh-huh. Donna was looking forward to it.

Then she whispered:

"Uncle, we'll keep it a secret for you!"

Denton, who was next to her, nodded heavily.

At this time, a new passenger who had boarded the ship in the port of Damir took to the deck with his luggage.

After the telegram was taken, Daniz "Blaze" decided to interrupt his vacation and go to the capital of the Rorsted Islands, considering that the captain might have something to order.

Through his own channels, he got a ticket, put on a wig, blackened his eyebrows, and very easily boarded the White Onyx, waiting for the passenger ship to blow its horn out of port.

Well, as Russell the Great said, those who are capable will always tire a little...... Daniz walked to the cabin and looked around leisurely, when suddenly he saw a familiar figure.

He saw the young adventurer, dressed in a black coat with a sven appearance and a crazy nature, standing at the bow of the ship, smiling politely at himself like a gentleman.

Daniz's facial muscles stiffened little by little.

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