Part 3 THE TRAVELER CHAPTER TWENTY Images from Aztec’s Memories
Snap!
Klein reached out just in time to catch the slightly heavy letter.
The huge white bone messenger didn’t linger, it simply disintegrated into a fountain, falling into the deck one by one and disappearing as if it didn’t want to be here a second longer than it needed to be.
Holding the letter steady Klein did not directly look down to examine it, following his spiritual intuition, he instinctively turned and looked at the wooden steps leading to the first class cabin.
He saw the siblings Donna and Denton with their eyes rounded and their mouths half-open, as if they had wanted to scream at the scene they had just witnessed, but saw the end of the matter before they could make a sound, and suspected that they themselves were hallucinating.
Children who have eaten the special cured meat of Damir Harbor have a certain, short-lived ability to see aurally …… Klein moved his eyebrows slightly, and raised his left hand as he had done when he hunted the fishermen, and put up his forefinger, and held it against the side of his mouth, so that the two minor little ones would be forbidden to make a sound.
Donna, who was already quite tall, immediately raised her hand and covered her mouth, nodding her head in fear and excitement, signaling that she knew.
She glanced down the slant and realized that her brother was still in the same dumbfounded state, and busied herself by pulling up his arm and pestling his palm to his mouth.
Crivis and Cecil, sensing that something was wrong with them, stopped and looked over at Klein, but found nothing.
In the face of their stares, Klein nodded flatly and continued to walk to the room where he belonged.
A gold coin appeared in his hand at some point, fluttering up and down, swimming from side to side, seemingly possessing life.
Ding!
The gold coin bounced up and down, the numbers facing upwards, indicating a negative.
This meant that the interlude just now would not bring harm to Klein.
Really, now this messenger doesn’t know how to be polite at all, unlike in the past, he would tap his shoulder, push down his body, give a warning in advance, or directly spiritualize the surrounding area to prevent it from being seen by ordinary people …… Klein made a belly laugh, took out his key, and opened the door to his room.
He sat down to the edge of the low bed, lit the candle that was still half-lit, and opened Mr. Aztec’s reply.
Pulling out the contents, the first thing that caught his eye was the “Black Emperor” card.
Looking at that unpleasant face, Klein instinctively breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries.
His fear was not that Mr. Aztec would not return it to him, he still had this trust, after all, the recipe for the magic potion and the corresponding ritual can be copied down, only the polymerization effect with high-level materials can not be imitated, and this is obviously not the way Aztec is not the kind that can be replaced, the big brother has no need for it.
Klein’s concern was that the messenger had been robbed and lost the blasphemous sign which had helped his spiritual state so much.
This is not impossible, the spirit world is countless strange creatures, a few love to rob the messenger and good at positioning is not too difficult to understand.
Along with the “Black Emperor” card, the bronze whistle from the member of the Spirit Order was also returned.
Putting these two items away for the time being, Klein unfolded the textured letterhead and read Azk’s reply:
”…… The card depicting the ‘Black Emperor’ brings back images of a mountainous, tall, blood emperor in a bright red cloak, k with unusually crazed eyes, nearly irrational, on the verge of losing control, and the resurrection of the returned true Black Emperor, k sitting on a huge throne, looking down on the earth.
”I looked up at the k’s, was looked at by the Blood Emperor, and lost consciousness.
”I should have been involved in that ‘Battle of the Four Emperors’ in some way, but the details need to be recalled, and perhaps it was the trauma of that encounter that caused me to lose my memories again and again, to keep dying and waking up.
”I am not much touched by the legend of the Deadly Treasure of the Berserk Sea, perhaps when I traveled by ship to the Southern Continent, by way of that ocean, only then would I have some sense of being naturally attracted to it.
”The experience of the owner of that copper whistle was very much like the rites of the ‘undead,’ but distinctly different, and I sensed an air of evil and a sign of danger, and believed that the owner of the copper whistle was in some weird and terrible state.
”It would be best for you not to blow that copper whistle and drive the messenger, it would pose great danger, and I will try again when I have completely recovered my memory and figured out what an experience like that really means.
”You mentioned that the feathers left behind by the owner of the copper whistle can be used in the necromantic realm, they are unique, spiritually rich materials, when I recall more, I’ll put together some knowledge of rituals and sigils that will allow you to use it for you, speaking of which, I recall you inquiring about a way to remove the spiritual contamination within the extraordinary properties of the past, which will probably have to wait for a little while longer, at least so far I’m in a this area is in a state of blankness.
”Also, I vaguely recall that in the Southern Continent, there is a peculiar creature called the Feathered Man.
”That card had better do some sealing, otherwise it may attract powerful enemies and numerous plagues to you, I can give you some tricks, which is not too difficult, the first one, the improved wall of spirituality ……”
Sure enough, the blasphemous cards that are opened have a convergence effect …… Luckily, I threw them all on top of the gray mist before …… Based on what Mr. Aztec described, he shouldn’t be an amnesiac Grim Reaper, or else he wouldn’t have been able to look up to the Emperor of Blood and the Black Emperor …… He is the heir of the God of Death, who followed that deity to participate in the “Battle of the Four Emperors” and unfortunately suffered severe trauma, it should be so ……Klein thought while rubbing out a flame and burned the letter paper. He burned the letter paper.
Then he tried the sealing technique, skillfully practicing the knowledge that Azk had taught him in the letter.
After this, he performed the ritual of bringing the Black Emperor and the Spirit Order’s bronze whistle into the mysterious space above the gray mist, eliminating any possibility of accidents.
There is no doubt that Kraven did not want to suddenly encounter the “King of the Five Seas” Nast on the sea.
……
Early in the morning, the sun jumped out of the horizon, coloring the distance in gold.
Klein went to the second-class cafeteria, where food was not plentiful, and ate two slices of toast with bacon and butter, and drank a cup of lemon black tea.
Filling his stomach, he went out on deck to get some fresh air and enjoy the early morning view.
That’s when he saw Captain Aeran returning drunk and wearing a rickety straight sword.
Thinking of last night’s events, Krynn greeted him, not showing a smile:
”Good morning.
”White Shark didn’t bother you, did he?
”He should have found out I was a passenger on the White Onyx.”
Aeran, in his dark red jacket, took off the boat-shaped hat on his head and laughed harshly:
”That’s his own problem.
”Actually, he did make you pay for half of the bar repairs, but that’s not much, just a few Soules, and it just so happens that I won six pounds last night and tipped more, and that’s the end of the matter.”
Captain, are you afraid that I, a crazy adventurer, will make a big deal out of this to save face, so you’re just going to take it on yourself? Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:
”I see.”
Then, as he turned his body and walked back towards the bow of the ship, he left behind a very soft sentence:
”Thanks.”
Returning to the position he was just in, Klein felt the sea breeze on his face and slowly exhaled, only to feel that denting his persona was too damn hard.
After blowing in the wind for a while, he was about to return to the cabin when there were suddenly two more figures beside him, none other than Donna and Denton’s siblings.
Cecil, who was responsible for protecting them, was cruising a few steps away.
Donna had obviously not slept well last night, the bags under her eyes were a little puffy, and her face was rather dull, but her spirit was quite exuberant, and her eyeballs were turning nimbly as she clearly followed Klein’s example of looking at the scenery.
Just as Denton, who was in much the same state as she was, tried to speak, she preempted him:
”Uncle, last night, last night that, who was that?”
As she spoke, her eyes looked ahead, without turning her head sideways, but there was a slight shudder in her body, as if she recalled the picture she had seen at the time.
”That was a messenger, which you may understand as a letter carrier.” Again, Klein didn’t look at the two little ones, as if he was talking about what he had for breakfast today.
”A messenger?” Denton nearly lost control of his volume.
”The world is such a big place, there will always be some strange creatures, and believe me, as vicious and scary as it may look, it’s actually quite gentle and professional …… It just delivered a letter to me on behalf of a friend in a faraway land.” Klein explained slightly, trying to describe the white bone messenger, which was nearly four meters tall, as pitiful, weak, and helpless.
After the night’s panic passed, as she hadn’t suffered any damage herself, Donna had calmed down quite a bit, and her eyes unconsciously glowed as she said:
”Good, amazing!
”It’s just like listening to a story!”
”Cool!” Denton chimed in with his opinion.
Then, somewhat puzzled, he asked, “But why didn’t the others see it? None of them reacted!”
”That’s because you guys are pure of heart.” Klein said with a slight hook of his mouth.
This was a well-intentioned lie on his part, after all, he couldn’t just say that it was the special cured meat that was the problem, that would make the two curious little ones unable to resist trying it.
In that case, not to mention the problem that large amounts of intake would cause sickness, just indiscriminately opening his Spirit Sight was a very dangerous thing to do – even if Klein could support the consumption of his Spirit Sight for a long time now, he didn’t dare to keep it on all the time, there were times when seeing something that shouldn’t be seen was wildly disorienting and even deadly!
”Can we, can we have our own messenger too?” Donna asked, curious and excited.
”It depends on luck.” Klein replied succinctly with a calm expression.
In his heart, he couldn’t help but spit out a sentence:
I don’t even have a messenger of my own yet!
In order to get a messenger, one must first design the exact summoning ritual and prepare the corresponding Spirit World creature contract, which belonged to the specialized field of knowledge, and it was very easy to summon something bad by tossing it around, so Klein didn’t dare to recklessly attempt it before he was sure.
”Uh-huh.” Donna was rather expectant.
Then, she said in a small voice:
”Uncle, we’ll keep your secret!”
Denton beside her followed with a heavy nod.
At this time, a new passenger who had boarded the ship in Damir Harbor walked onto the deck with his luggage.
After taking the telegram, “Flame” Danez, considering that the captain might have to order something, decided to interrupt his vacation and go to the capital of the Rothschild Islands to stand by.
He got a ticket through his own channels, put on a wig, darkened his eyebrows, and very easily boarded the White Onyx, waiting for the ship to blow its horn and leave the harbor.
Hey, just as Rossel the Great said, those who have the ability will always labor a little …… Danez walked towards the cabin, while leisurely looking around, suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.
He saw that the young adventurer wearing a black coat, with a gentlemanly appearance and a crazy nature, was standing at the bow of the ship, smiling politely at himself like a gentleman.
Daniz’s face muscles became a little bit stiff.