On deck, into the cabin, and in the room, Klein was about to speak, but Anderson Hood was the first to speak:

"That's not right...... If I were a passenger on this ship, I would definitely be very scared and nervous to see you, an adventurer who had just offended the 'Immortal King', come up, and either find the captain and first mate to convince you to change ships, or change ships yourself, who knows, they are all very calm. ”

This guy is very perceptive and perceptive in some details...... Is this a real "conspirator"? Usually giggling and optimistic, in fact, he has grasped the situation and made preparations without moving...... Crane took the key and opened the door, wondering if there was really a problem with the ship.

At this moment, Anderson raised his hand and patted his face, and said with a dry smile:

"I see why!

"The interval is too short, and the matter is only circulated among some adventurers and pirates, and the average traveler and sailor on board has no knowledge of it, and besides, it must be a well-informed fellow who knows what you look like, not ordinary people. ”

Yo, you'll be able to ask yourself...... Do you know that time is of the essence? Klein stumbled and entered the first class.

It was not that he wanted his stay to be comfortable, but that he had to watch over Anderson Hood and not let the bad luck of the most unlucky hunter bring disaster to the passenger ship, so he let him book a first-class cabin.

Carrying the suitcase, he walked to the door of the master bedroom, Klein pointed to the guest bedroom and the servant's room, and said to Anderson:

"You pick one yourself. ”

Anderson was stunned for two seconds, and said with half his mouth open:

"You're skilled......"

Of course, I have a lot of experience with hunters, and if Daniz were here, I would have appointed a servant's room...... Crane didn't respond and entered the master bedroom.

At 1:30, the whistle sounded and the passenger ship set sail on time.

Hanging up his coat, Crane walked out of the master bedroom and into the living room, looking out the window at the horizon.

The blue waves ripple there, stretching inch by inch along the contours of Tuscat Island, undulating in the wind.

"It's impossible to see the whole picture. Anderson leaned over and said with a smile, "You can only be sure of one side, and the 'Death' may come from the other side, or from the front, the best thing to do is to climb the lookout, haha, there must be a crew there, but, an experienced hunter or pirate, there are a hundred ways to trick his senses!"

Klein turned around and looked at Anderson Hood with no expression:

"That's right.

"I'll leave this matter to you. ”

"Huh?" Anderson looked dazed.

He came to his senses and asked with some surprise:

"You don't have any other way to observe?"

When there is no way to observe, how to lay a trap for the "Immortal King"?

"Nope. Crane nodded unusually calmly, "It's up to you." ”

...... Who gave you the courage to leave under the gaze of the "Immortal King"? Anderson was speechless for a moment.

He muttered to himself, "Don't stop me, I'm going to jump ship," as he left the cabin and headed straight under the belvedere.

Theoretically, the "Immortal King" Agaritu, or the "Death Call", should have sensed my malice and sensed the danger that originated from me, so would they have come to attack? Would they believe that I was at this level, and that I had no help, or would they suspect that some strong man who could interfere with the premonition of danger had intervened? Crane withdrew his gaze from the doorway and looked out at the sea again.

After a while, he suddenly felt something, quickly turned on his vision, and looked sideways.

The tall bone messenger emerged from the surface of the floor, the pitch-black flames in his eye sockets jumping slightly.

It only showed its upper body, so it was not much taller than Klein, looked at the other person level, and handed out the letter paper in his hand.

Mr. Azik's reply was quick this time...... Crane nodded politely and took the neatly folded paper.

When the bone messenger disintegrated and disappeared, he unfolded the letter paper in the sunlight outside the window:

“...... I'm glad you've been promoted, your travel experience has been more interesting than I ever imagined.

"That sea area is indeed very dangerous, I vaguely remember that it may have something to do with the source of the cataclysm, as for why the ancient god of death had a breath left there, I don't know very well.

"I will remember from your reminder that I will not enter that sea until I have fully recovered my memory, and the murmur of 'the true creator' is not good.

"I'm a little interested in the ring in the 'Hell Admiral', but I've been obsessed with a past incident lately, and it may take a while to visit him......"

Seeing this, Klein couldn't help but smile on his face:

Write back to Mr. Azik and tell him that I have a way to locate the location of "Admiral Hell" Ludwell, and that when he visits, be sure to take me with him, oops, I haven't been telling the whereabouts of the fish-man armnails lately, and I don't know if Ludville has found out about it, and if he has already thrown it away...... Well, wait to confirm that the "Death Number" will not chase after you, and then go to the gray fog to divination......

Moving his gaze, Klein continued to read:

"The ancient texts we got from Caterina do mention the artificial god of death, to put it simply, the royal family of the Byran Empire in the past is now the top of the Spirit Order, and they have been inspired by the case of the 'hidden sage' who suddenly came back to life and has a personality, hoping to make the current only concept of the god of death appear in the same situation.

"This is possible, because the extraordinary is immortal, and the fall of the Grim Reaper does not mean that the corresponding characteristics and authority are completely lost, they still exist, but return to concepts and abstractions, and the state is like the earliest 'hidden sage'.

"Judging from the literature, there has been no breakthrough in the corresponding research, but that was hundreds of years ago......

"The Sequence 4 potion corresponding to 'The Fortune Teller' is called 'Sorcerer', and I was so impressed by the powerhouses of Antigonus and the Zarathu family that even though I have forgotten the details now, I can still recall that feeling of fear.

"I don't know exactly where you can get the recipe and materials, maybe you can consider switching to a similar path, in this regard, I have recalled, you can choose the sequence 4 'arcane mage' of the 'apprentice' path, and the sequence 4 'parasite' of the 'thief' path, however, I vaguely remember that these three paths should be sequence 3 to be interchangeable......"

Really...... There is only hope left for "Magic Mirror" Arodes...... Crane forced the corners of his mouth open, and smiled.

After reading the reply, he took out a pen and paper, brushed down some of the content he had just thought of, and asked for the specific definition of "mythical creature" by the way.

He didn't rush to summon the messenger, put down the paper and pen, and prepared to appear on the "Death Number", so he added the content of the letter to the letter and sent it out, so that after he used the "Poseidon Scepter" to support him in the air for a while, maybe he could wait until Mr. Azik shuttled through the spirit world to come to the rescue, and when the time came, the two joined forces, and there was hope that they would be happy to mention the "Death Number".

The reason why I didn't write it in advance was because the "demon" could sense the danger and would not come back, and of course, whether the other party could detect the specific content of the malicious intent so far, Klein did not know.

After waiting patiently for a few hours, Klein heard the door open, and looked back to see Anderson rubbing the side of his head and walking in with a complicated expression.

"The Death has not appeared, and we are now completely out of the waters of Toscat......"

The "Immortal King" didn't even take revenge...... Gelman Sparrow, this guy is even more difficult than I thought! Anderson sighed in his heart.

Crane nodded slightly regretfully, walked over to the coat rack, grabbed his coat and hat, and prepared to head to the dining room.

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

In a secret room, a team of red gloves is discussing a recently tracked case.

"Requiem" Sost took the chalk and pointed to the blackboard and said:

"This demon murder has something in common with the assassination of Duke Negan of Beckland.

"First of all, a human skin with its own aura and aura appeared, something that was not found in many demon-related incidents in the past.

"Secondly, there are more than one 'demon' who take turns wearing human skins and carrying out normal activities to cover up the evil deeds of their companions.

"In the end, they all belong to the Beria family......"

At this time, Leonard in the corner seemed to be listening attentively, but in his mind, he couldn't help but remember what happened before because the captain mentioned Beckland.

After witnessing the complete destruction of the underground ruins, he was about to take advantage of his free time to investigate the mysterious detective Sherlock Moriarty, and prepare to start with the other party's former landlord, but the team received an urgent mission to start tracking down a new serial murder case, and had to leave Beckland.

"Leonard, what do you think?" Soster continued, naming Leonard Mitchell.

Leonard tilted his head a little dazedly, glanced at the contents of the blackboard, and quickly organized his words:

"I think it's not just a cover-up, it probably also contains a ritual need, Captain Sost, you know, there's a lot of blasphemy and evil rituals for 'demons'. ”

"Makes sense. Sost motioned for the next member of the team to speak.

Phew, it's good that the old man recently tutored me in "Demon Studies...... Leonard breathed a sigh of relief and began to listen carefully to his teammates' discussions.

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

After two days of sailing, the passenger ship arrived safely on Olawe Island.

After checking into the hotel, Klein said to Anderson Hood:

"You wait here for me, that demigod doesn't like a surprise visit from a stranger. ”

He is a liaison who does not want to expose the "school of life".

"Hopefully I'll live to wait for him. Anderson smiled wryly and blessed himself.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave up the remaining words and rode straight to the Church of San Draco in the Storm Church.

It was not long before he saw the tall bell-ringer Kano again in the small room of the magnificent bell tower.

After listening to Gelman Sparrow's intention, Kano, who was hunched up, nodded:

"I'll take you to Mr. Rejord, who has recovered from his injuries and is not where he was. ”

"Good. As soon as Klein finished responding, he suddenly remembered that Kano was a product of the human body of the "Mother Earth God" church, so he asked, "Do you know Frank Lee?"