Danitz frowned as he watched Gehrman Sparrow leave the room, unsure what his real motive was.
Shocked by his own conjecture, Danitz instinctively tried to use his body language to express his feelings, but he forgot that his left arm was still fractured. He immediately grimaced in pain.
This made him feel even more terrified. He didn’t want his captain to meet such a dangerous and crazy fellow.
He even suspected that Gehrman Sparrow’s real motive was his captain’s 26,000 pound bounty!
He ran a hand through his hair, gave a long grunt, and said to himself, “I’ll make further observations. Perhaps Gehrman Sparrow really only has questions that he wants answered.”
Subconsciously, he looked around and found both the Flying Carpet and the Shadow Cloak. They weren’t missing.
He paced back and forth before sitting back in the reclining chair. He then thought with a silent, mocking smile.
…
A quarter past three in the afternoon, Symeem Island.
This island was also a part of the Rorsted Archipelago, but it was the furthest from the City of Generosity, Bayam. It took nearly five hours on a liner to reach it.
On the way, Klein bought a suit with local characteristics and a small suitcase to replace the clothes he changed out of, for a total of fourteen soli. They weren’t even worth a pound.
Thinking of the expenses he had to pay for this acting, he couldn’t help but calculate his current financial situation.
Klein subconsciously turned his head to the side, only to see that the color of the seawater was much clearer than that of Bayam’s. It was as if the seawater was a huge, green, sparkling gem, reflecting golden rays under the sunlight.
After letting his thoughts wander, Klein began to think about the more realistic question, which was whether he should sell the Nightmare Beyonder characteristic, find an opportunity to return it to the Church of Evernight, or create a mystical item with it through an Artisan.
At the same time, he hoped that Little Sun would soon reach Sequence 7 and be qualified to gain clearance to the methods used to remove the mental corruption from a Beyonder characteristic.
As for the matter of releasing the Priest of Light from the glove, he wasn’t in a hurry. Little Sun had just received the potion formula for Sequence 7, so he had no need for it at the moment. He would have to wait for a long time, and the powers of a Priest of Light was very effective in dealing with a pirate like Admiral of Blood in a way that was far more potent than the Sun Brooch.
As his thoughts slowly settled down, Klein entered the small port town.
The place was basically filled with natives. Their skin was nearly bronze, and their black hair had slight, natural curls. Their bodies emitted a scent that was derived from prolonged contact with spices.
After changing his appearance and asking about Raine’s situation and if there was any news of Wendt’s death, Klein found a secluded corner. He wiped his face with his hand, turning his face into a tall, thin Wendt with rather distinct facial features.
He carried his suitcase and circled around the town to its border. It was then that he saw the winery run by Raine’s family.
The girl with flaxen-colored hair could no longer be called a young girl. She had obviously matured a lot compared to what Wendt remembered.
She was sweeping the entrance, and there was no one around.
As a powerful keyboard warrior, he knew about theories like method acting and experimental acting, but he lacked further understanding. He could only try to guess at Wendt’s mood and performance in this kind of scenario.
Finally, he closed his eyes and walked over.
Raine looked up when she heard footsteps, finally identifying the visitor.
She opened her mouth slightly and let out a half-surprised exclamation before saying with a straight face, “Why are you suddenly back?”
“I came to bid you farewell.”
He spoke in a local dialect, with a somewhat nondescript Bayam accent.
The language of the Rorsted Archipelago was also derived from ancient Feysac and belonged to another variant. As a half-historian, Klein was able to master it easily, and it only took him a short time to master it.
“Farewell?” Raine asked, slightly surprised.
Klein turned his head, looked to the side, and smiled.
“I’m going to chase after a treasure trove, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to come back.
“When the time comes, I’ll appear with a great deal of money. I’ll buy a manor in the suburbs; plant some rubber trees; set up a vineyard; have my own mill, wine cellar, blacksmith shop; and let the air be filled with the scent of all kinds of spices. Then, I’ll buy a few slaves and hire some servants, just like those masters. Heh heh, but I’ll still be short of one thing.”
He overcame his goosebumps that were about to form on his skin, and he turned to look Raine in the eye.
“I still lack a wife and a mistress for the manor.
“Raine, I like you. I wish to marry you. The reason I said it out loud today isn’t to get an answer, but because I’m afraid that I would never have the chance to tell you again.”
After listening quietly, Raine suddenly scolded angrily, “Wendt, you’re a coward!”
Raine suppressed her voice and said, “Three years ago, three freaking years ago, I was already prepared to head to Bayam with you. Yet, you didn’t say anything in the end! You coward! You chicken!
“What’s the use of telling me now? You’re going to sea soon, and you may never come back!”
The more she spoke, the more agitated she became.
“You’ve said it out loud and become happy. You have no regrets, but what about me? I’ll have to constantly think about you returning and live on in pain? You selfish bastard!”
She waved the broom in her hand and swung it towards Wendt.
Klein knew that the real Wendt would have hit the broom away, hug the girl, and tell her that he wasn’t going out to sea again, but he couldn’t do the same. He had to pretend to be chased away pathetically, running all the way to a nearby alley. There, he hit his head against the wall while silently cursing himself.
Raine went back to the door, picked up a broom, and crouched down.
Her face was ashen; it was unknown what she was thinking about.
Vaguely, she heard a sound, and she fell asleep.
After using the charm, Klein turned around and nudged Raine, who was sitting on the ground while leaning against the wall, then he quickly left the area, hiding in the distance to peep at the results.
Raine quickly woke up and realized that she had fallen asleep without knowing it. Everything that had happened just now appeared like a dream.
She remained sitting there, motionless for quite a while.
Suddenly, she lowered her head and let out a sharp curse that seemed to come from the depths of her throat.
“Wendt, you selfish bastard!”
He would have to spend the night on Symeem Island, as there were no liners headed for Bayam until the morning.
