"Are you ready?" asked Colin with his back to the window, his tone unusual.

Deric, pinned to the "Hurricane Axe", lowered his head slightly:

"Ready. ”

In the past two months, with the help of patrol missions and hard practice, he has completely mastered the various extraordinary abilities of the "Sun Divine Officer", and it is not too far from digesting.

What he hopes most now is to obtain the potion recipe for Sequence 6 of the "Sun" pathway in the next two or three tarot gatherings to lay the foundation for his continued ascension.

- "Shepherd" Lovia was released, which gave him a strong sense of crisis, thinking that only by achieving the same sequence 5 could he effectively contain the other party and eliminate the potential crisis in Silver City, however, in this place, where he knows how to play and is not too lacking in extraordinary materials, as long as he can survive patrol and exploration missions again and again, and accumulate enough merits, Sequence 6 is definitely a target that can be targeted, but Sequence 5, which requires a specific ritual, is quite difficult.

The gray-haired and disheveled Colin nodded:

"In two days, I'll be leading a team of explorers to the vicinity of the Giant's Court to clean up the afternoon town I found before, and your abilities are well suited for this kind of thing. ”

The term is no stranger to the term "Afternoon Town...... has been frantically "remediating" mythology in recent months, and it is the only way to get to the court of giants in the Land of Silver, where humans and giants live in the town, and the abode of the ancient gods is forever frozen in dusk, like the last gate from the real world to myths and legends.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Dyric couldn't find a reason to refuse.

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

"White City" Nas, inside a hotel.

Crane sat behind the desk, looking out the window at the ever-changing clouds, quietly waiting for the evening to come.

At 8 o'clock, he will board the Mirai, the flagship of the Star Pirate Corps, at Pier 6 and head to the easternmost part of the Sunia Sea, and no matter what happens to the Gargas Islands and this sea known as a pirate paradise, he will no longer have anything to do with it.

That's why he was tolerant of the few bounty pirates who roamed the streets and alleys, mingling in bars and casinos, and didn't try to hunt them, lest he disrupt his plan to find mermaids.

My spiritual instinct told me that the "Slayer" Gilsias at noon seemed to have his eyes on me...... If he really wants to deliver to his door, I don't mind too much, well, strategically defying, tactically attached, without using the "Poseidon Scepter" and "Tinder" gloves, I am at most a little better than him, better than comprehensive and weird...... Crane half-closed his eyes and imagined a myriad of balls of light gathered together, using it to quickly enter a meditative state and maintain spiritual sharpness.

I don't know how long it took, but his eyes opened suddenly.

By this time, the sun had set in the west, and the fiery red color burned the sea, and the shadow of the curtain dragged long in the room.

The shadow seemed to come to life, first swaying, then twisting and rising, and projecting onto the wall.

It is pitch black and dark, like the viscous malice at the bottom of the human heart.

Crane watched the scene expressionlessly, his left palm raised, and he slowly stretched his five fingers in front of him.

The pitch-black shadow's voice was rough as if it was holding an abrasive cloth, and it looked at Klein and said:

"Gelman Sparrow!

"Don't meddle in the noon business.

"This is the will of the 'Immortal King'. ”

With that, the shadow slid like water, scattered into the shadows, and returned to its original state.

Crane didn't pay attention to the change in the shadow, instead looking outside.

He could perceive that the person manipulating the shadow was somewhere across the street, so he had no intention of making a move on the illusory.

"Sure enough, Gilsias the 'Slayer' recognized me as Gelman Sparrow, a mad adventurer who loved to hunt pirates, so he turned around and left without hesitation at noon, he was not necessarily afraid of me, but there were other more powerful adventurers at the time......

"The ability he just showed is a bit like that of Beckland's 'Apostle of Desire', and it is becoming more and more like the extraordinary person of the 'demon' path......

"Heh, scare me with the 'Immortal King', thinking that this will make me succumb? I didn't even think about mixing! In this case, I was a little curious...... Forget it, finding a mermaid is the most important thing at the moment, and you can't create an accident yourself......" Klein retracted his gaze and said a few words in his heart.

He originally thought about whether or not to report this to the Church of the God of War in Nas, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that it hardly meant much.

The Church of the God of War is the only legal religion in the Visak Empire, and the number of high-ranking powerhouses is indeed a little more than the Church of the Goddess of the Night, but it is just a little, even if you add the demigods of the royal family and the military of the Vorsack, in the case of a vast territory and many colonies, because there are too many key places to protect, manpower is also tight, far away from the empire, the geographical location is ordinary, and for the time being, only the Gargas Islands, where whaling-related industries are developed, can undoubtedly only be ranked in the second order, and there is no sage to guard it.

According to the information that Klein learned beforehand, the Archbishop of Gargas of the God of War Church is only the "guardian" of Sequence 5, and he, together with a executioner in the Inquisition, a baron in the royal family, and a brigadier general in the military, together constitute the top level of extraordinary combat power here.

Of course, the existence of the seal is the key to ensuring the rule here, and Klein suspects that Nath's Church of the God of War has at least one "1" level seal, only in this way can he cooperate with the fleet and the Extraordinary, ensure that the whale oil refining industry and the "Gray Amber" foreign trade industry are not controlled by pirates, ensure that this place does not become a vassal of one of the "Four Kings", and ensure that in the event of a sudden attack, it can support until reinforcements come.

Because of this, the official forces of the Gargarz Islands are always in a state of contraction, and the pirates are allowed to come and go here as long as they do not cause any trouble.

Briefings aren't useful...... It's no wonder it's called Pirate Land, and it's no wonder Bilt organizes the Adventurers' Mutual Aid Association...... Klein sighed for a while and gave up his previous plan.

After dinner and a rest, Crane took out his gold-shelled pocket watch and looked at the time.

Seeing that it was already 7 o'clock, he began to hold a ritual, summoning himself and responding to himself, in order to carry different items in and out of the gray mist, and adjust the configuration on his body.

Because he will be on the "Future" on the sea adventure, "Fish-Man Sleeve Spikes" and various Poseidon Realm charms are necessary, so Crane left the "Tinder" glove and "Sun Brooch" above the gray mist, with "Wriggling Hunger" as the main force, with "Biotoxin Bottle" and a revolver with different extraordinary bullets - he still has 7 "Purification Bullets", 13 "Demon Hunting Bullets", and 2 "Exorcism Bullets" left.

Putting on his coat, Crane tucked the brass Azk whistle on the surface of the table and the wallet containing only 50 pounds of cash into the inside pocket of his clothes, and then packed the silver adventurer's harmonica and charms together.

After doing all this, he touched the pistol under his armpit, gently wiped the blue armpuff on his left wrist, buttoned the button of his double-breasted long gown, put on his half-height silk top hat, lifted the black suitcase containing only a change of clothes and a few daily necessities, opened the door, walked out of the hotel, and rode straight to the port area.

After waiting for a while at Pier 6, he saw a huge sailboat slowly emerge in the distance.

Based on his limited knowledge of ships, Klein knew that a sailboat of this length was unscientific, but that did not prevent the other party from moving gently on the dark surface of the sea towards the lighthouse that radiated light.

The sailboat drew nearer, the flag became clearer, and the crimson but faint moonlight made the people of the harbor see ten white stars of the same size on it, and those stars surrounded an indifferent eye without eyelashes.

"Admiral of the Stars!"

"Future!"

The pirates and sailors guarding the ships let out a sound of consternation, and all the docks in the entire port area were filled with agitation.

After another dozen seconds, the shore defense guns on the mountains on both sides "nervously" adjusted themselves and aimed at the huge sailing ship that had not been disguised.

When!when!

The melodious and ethereal bells of the church in the distance rang out, and the time was exactly 8 o'clock.

As the tension in the port area became more and more apparent, the Future stopped.

A lady dressed in a black classical robe appeared on the bow of the ship at some point, her clothes covered with different symbols and magical signs, like a powerful sorcerer from ancient legends.

Under the crimson moonlight, her front suddenly lit up, and a little bright starlight fell brightly, condensing into a transparent long bridge.

The long bridge continued to stretch forward and landed on pier 6.

It's a lot of cards...... is worthy of being one of the seven pirate generals, and he is also a "general" who is a little higher than the "iceberg" and "disease...... Crane sighed as he tried to reach out and cover his face.

He didn't want to be known that the mad adventurer Gelman Sparrow had collaborated with Gardelia, the "Star Admiral".

At this point, I can only maintain the character first, and when I finish digesting it, and when I return to the Northern Continent, there will be no such person as Gelman Sparrow...... Crane stepped out of the shadows, pressed the half-height silk top hat above his head, and walked smoothly onto the long bridge of starlight.

Solid and solid as iron, Crane's back straightened under the aim of a gate shore defense gun, and under the gaze of a series of uncertain meanings, he walked unhurriedly and slowly towards the Future parked outside the harbor.

The long bridge under his feet was transparent, and the deep blue and almost black water swayed gently, making people with fear of heights feel weak.

Fortunately, I was a "clown" for a long time, and even jumped over the bell tower...... With an indifferent expression, Crane walked the last ten meters and stepped on the deck of the Future.

Facing the dark and purple eyes of the "star general" Gadelia, he was not a little nervous, took off his hat, and saluted:

"Good evening, ma'am. ”