Part 3 the traveler chapter 239 – klein’s guidance
”On board the Future, Frank Lee rolled up his shirt sleeve, shook out his fountain pen, and wrote with a smile on his face:
”My dear friend Germaine Sparrow, I have good news for you, using the flesh and blood of the ‘Rosy Bishop’, I have successfully cultivated a brand new kind of mushroom, as long as there are fish, it can keep reproducing, so that we don’t need to worry about sailing for too long to eat mushrooms, moreover, it has been crossbred with beef! that tastes fantastic!
”Its only flaw is that there’s no way it can fish for fish on its own, someone has to provide help, but I don’t think that’s too much of a problem, after all, Nina said that this way it won’t pollute the oceans, well let’s just say she’s right.
”I sent you some sun dried mushrooms, given water and fish they instantly become normal and reproduce themselves, I hope you like my gift ……”
After a bunch of rambling, Frank folded the letterhead and put it into an envelope, stuffing three sun-dried mushrooms along the way, then applied glue to complete the seal.
After doing so, he took out the note pad given by Klein and carefully prepared the ritual of summoning the messenger according to the description on it.
It wasn’t complicated for Frank, and it didn’t take him long to set up the altar and create the wall of spirituality.
Finally, he solemnly placed a Lune gold coin in front of the candle.
Lighting the candle and whispering the incantation, he stared intently at the flame and watched as it swelled up and out came a headless lady carrying four heads.
Frank was startled at first, then gazed wildly up at the four bright-looking, blonde-haired, red-eyed heads of Renette Tignicole and murmured:
”How did you do it?
”How is it possible to be perfectly consistent?
”If you plant it in the soil, can more grow?”
The eyes of each of the four heads which Renette Tignicole carried in both hands turned and looked in different places, and finally fell uniformly upon the face of Frank Lee.
Suddenly, all of the dirt in various containers in the room flew out and piled up in front of Frank.
Frank then floated up, with a stunned expression, and rolled in mid-air, plunging headfirst into the pile of dirt.
His legs kept struggling on the outside, but he couldn’t pull them out for a moment.
It was then that two of Renette Tignicole’s four heads reached forward and bit into the envelope and the gold coin respectively.
When she completely disappeared into thin air, Frank Lee finally found the best launching point and left the dirt in one go, dropping to sit on the floor.
”Awesome ……,” Frank exclaimed, first in hindsight, then wiping the dirt from the side of his face around his mouth into his mouth, chewing carefully for a while, and whispering to himself, “It’s a little on the acidic side… …”
At this moment, the “Star General” in the captain’s room, who had not long completed the sacrifice, seemed to have noticed, and her deep purple eyes subconsciously looked towards the location of Frank Lee’s room, and vaguely saw a roughly handcrafted illusory doll.
The doll had no head!
As the image flashed by, Gadelia’s eyes instantly closed, and with a pain like being burned by fire inside, two lines of tears flowed down with difficulty.
Her brows furrowed a little, and she whispered with uncertainty:
”Ancient evil thing?”
……
After distributing the Meteorite Crystal and the spinal fluid of the Black Hunting Lizard to the Magician and Ms. Justice, Klein returned to the real world and lay down on the comfort chair, letting her body gently rock and sway while thinking about what to do next. He let his body rock gently as he thought about where to go next:
”With the news of Germaine Sparrow’s infestation and the matter of ‘Mad Captain’ Connors Victor, the pirates shouldn’t be seen in public in Byam for a long time; they’ve either already boarded their ships and left the harbor or are lurking in their hideouts, making it difficult to find them.
”That means there’s no need for me to stay here, the matter of the Resistance can be controlled by the response of the ‘Poseidon’ and the delivery of Danez.
”Well, go down to the ‘Seaweed Bar’ later, get a fake ID, buy a ticket on a black boat, and head for Connaught City in Dixie Bay …… It’s not only the largest port there, but it’s also the hometown of Davy Ramon, the Red I’ve previously removed from this Glove from ‘Creeping Hunger’ with a promise to visit this beautiful seaside city and tell his daughter that the hatred is over, well, and by the way, find a way to return the extraordinary properties of the ‘Nightmare’ to the Church.
”Oh, people are so hypocritical, planning to return the ‘Nightmare’s’ characteristics while at the same time planning to steal the seal from behind the Charnis Gate of St. Samuel’s Church ……”
Shaking his head, Klein closed his eyes and used sleep to recover his spirituality.
After an unknown amount of time, he had a sudden premonition and naturally opened his eyes, quickly turning on his psychic vision.
Then, he saw Renette Tynicol walk out of the void.
This messenger lady was wearing an elaborate black dress similar to the past, and one of her heads had a letter bitten into it.
Who sent it? Danez, Lieutenant General Iceberg, Frank, or Anderson? Klein took the letter and nodded in greeting:
”Thanks.”
He was very polite to his powerful messenger lady of mysterious origins, and didn’t want to strangle himself one day.
”You ……” “are to ……” “immediately ……” “reply to the letter ……” The four heads Renette Tignicole carried flicked their lips in turn and spat out the words.
Klein tore open the seal and removed the letter paper, unfolding it and skimming through it, so startled by its contents that he almost forgot to answer the messenger lady, while Renette Tignicole, not being impatient, waited quietly by.
One day Frank Lee would destroy the world, and it was absolutely necessary to keep him under control and not give him a chance to be promoted! This guy really, just how much does he love to hybridize and create strange species of plants? Er …… Silver City has been lacking in food …… Klein’s thoughts flashed with electricity and had a bold idea.
That was to have Frank redirect his research towards a variety of foods suitable for Silver City!
That way, the cows, the fish, the mushrooms, the Rose Bishop, the ocean, and the world would be safe!
Klein was busy raising his head and addressing the messenger lady:
”Yes, answer the letter at once.”
He rose at once from his easy-chair, went to the table, turned out his pen and paper, and wrote rapidly:
”…… I have a question, if this mushroom you created is consumed in the stomach before consuming cooked fish and drinking a glass of water, will it continue to reproduce?”
After making the reminder, Klein introduced the main topic:
”…… Could you create a wheat that doesn’t need sunlight to grow, or a cow that produces milk and meat by consuming monsters? That seems interesting!”
Following this topic, Klein wrote a few more paragraphs, and finally folded the letterhead and handed it to Renette Tignicole, saying very naturally:
”Postage paid by Frank.”
”I hope ……” “He ……” “hasn’t yet ……” “Dead ……” The four heads of the messenger lady finished in turn before a representative was sent to bite the letterhead.
I hope he’s not dead yet? Klein was startled and was about to ask for clarification when Renette Tignicole had entered the spirit world and disappeared without a trace.
After two seconds of consideration, Klein wrote down the divination statement and used the citrine pendant to determine that Frank Lee was still alive.
With a silent sigh of relief, he gathered up the dried mushrooms, rubbed the corner of his forehead, and slumped back into his easy chair.
……
The Seaweed Bar after dinner.
Klein came here once again with a plain face on top.
Unlike before, the customers in the bar were mainly mixed race people with darker skin color and slightly curly hair and local natives, who either belonged to one of the gangs in Byam, or secretly worked for the Resistance, or both, and there weren’t too many ordinary people, and the pirates that were common in the past, who came from different countries, all disappeared, and there were only a small number of adventurers dressed as guys who drank spirits and discussed various rumors on the sea.
Klein scanned the area and found Dernier, the dry, thin local who Daniz had mentioned, who was able to provide false identification and a ticket for the black ship.
Not caring for anything, he leaned over and said:
”A second-class ticket to Connacht tomorrow, and an ID.”
Dernier looked up at him thoughtfully:
”Twenty pounds in all.”
A separate second class ticket to Connacht would be like eight or nine pounds …… However, the black boat ticket itself is going to be quite a bit more expensive, and with the forged ID that will be provided, twenty pounds isn’t too outrageous …… Klein said after a silent calculation:
”When can I get it?”
”You’ll have it in three quarters of an hour.” Dernier replied very skillfully, “You can pay five pounds up front and pay the rest when you get your ticket and ID.”
”Good.” Without another word, Klein took out his wallet and drew five one pound cash.
He wasn’t worried about who might be watching his wallet, it might mean he could save twenty pounds and maybe have some left over.
Dernier had just finished identifying the bills for authenticity and was about to tell his men to get on with it when he suddenly noticed that the bar had become extremely quiet all of a sudden!
Crane noticed it too, and subconsciously looked at the door.
There were two people there, one wearing a tuxedo, cloaked in a black trench coat, brown hair neatly combed back, eyes are not big, but bright and godly, a circle of light beard around the mouth, both give people a sense of gentleman, but also with a bit of diffuse flavor, the other set of robes with a hood that is nowadays in the public place has been quite rare, the face shrinks in the shadows, so that people can not see the appearance.
The diffident gentleman swept around the room, seemingly very pleased with the crowd’s reaction, and flipped the silver coins between his fingers as he made his way over to D’Neill, the man in the hooded robe following him, occasionally pulling something out of his coat pocket and stuffing it into his mouth, biting it with a clicking sound.
The flipping of the silver coins ceased, and the diffident gentleman came to Deniel’s side with a grin:
”Prepare me ten tickets for tomorrow’s trip to Puerto Prizzo, they are to belong to three different ships.”
”Yes, Mr. Odell.” Deniel stood up in fear and responded to the other man.
For a moment, Klein didn’t remember who the diffident gentleman flipping silver coins between his fingers was, since the other man didn’t seem to have a bounty, and waited until he heard the name Odell, which sounded vaguely familiar to him.
Just as he thought back, he saw the hooded man take a coffee-colored candy from his pocket and drop it into his mouth, biting it with an outward sound.
After receiving an affirmative answer, the two Odells didn’t linger, and in the silence, headed for the stairway to the second floor of the bar.
D’Neill exhaled, seeing Klein’s puzzled and thoughtful look on his side, and said casually:
”Odell, the adventurer Odell who serves the master of the ‘Dawn’.”
…… I remember, Odell the Silver Coin Viper! He’s always claimed to be working for the Queen of Mysteries, but no one can prove it. Ask the Hidden One later. …… The last time I heard of him was in Damir Harbor, where he was working with the General of Blood. “The last I heard of him was in Damir Harbor, and he seemed to have gotten mixed up with old Quinn, the intelligence officer for the Blood Admiral. …… But the latter was killed by Mr. Hangman… …Klein remembered quite a few things at once, and asked with deliberation:
”What about the other one?”
”Who knows?” D’Neill turned his head and ordered up his men to prepare identification papers and the appropriate ship’s tickets.