At this moment, he finally recalled that he had already left those dangerous waters. He wouldn’t vanish or go missing if he wasn’t sleeping at the end of the night.
After a moment of silence, he gulped down a mouthful of water as he gradually recovered his ability to think.
That was to find a demigod from the Secret Order who was still considered normal.
Klein wiped away his mischievous thoughts and took out the paper crane from his wallet. After unfolding it, he carefully erased the pencil marks on it.
“It’s really about to tear. I can use it another two times at best…” he muttered sadly. Then, he folded the paper crane and returned to his bed to continue sleeping. As for using the radio transceiver to contact Arrodes, he planned on doing so after leaving this pirates’ playground.
…
After daybreak, Klein languidly got up and slowly washed up, believing that this was how life should be.
The knocking on the door interrupted his state of wistfulness.
Without his acumen for danger, his spiritual intuition told him that it was Anderson Hood.
Anderson was wearing a deer-hunting cap of unknown origin. He grinned as he handed him a Loen gold coin.
“What I owe you from yesterday.”
Klein received the gold coin and measured its weight in his hand.
“There’s an answer to your problem.”
Anderson’s eyes lit up.
“What’s the solution?
“Don’t tell me that the answer is that there are no solutions…”
“A demigod that’s good at changing one’s luck stays in Oravi Island. He owes me a favor.”
“Excellent!” Anderson didn’t hide his joy. “So, what sort of payment must I make?”
“If the value exceeds that of the luck enhancement ritual, I will pay the difference.”
Anderson frowned bit by bit before easing them. He said with a smile, “I have a mystical item that matches your request. It has a Beyonder power that can deal lethal damage. The negative effects aren’t bad either. You will still be able to eat and sleep while having some bad luck, easily attracting monsters and enemies. Occasionally, you will be talkative and be a little off-putting. Haha, it’s a joke.
“To be frank, my Death Brachydont is the mystical item you need, but it’s the only weapon I have left. Eh… I do have one relevant clue. It’s a rather special revolver. The bullets it shoots have the effects of ‘Weakness attack,”Lethal attack,’ and a ‘Slaughtering effect.’ Furthermore, it can be matched with bullets of different characteristics. The negative effects include developing a weakness that originally didn’t exist after every use, such as the fear of light, the fear of ships, the fear of dogs, etc. And such a weakness will last for six hours.
“There’s almost no negative effects when having it on you. It just makes you easily thirsty. This is something completely tolerable. If not for the characteristics of the revolver overlapping with my abilities and the mystical items I have, then I would’ve bought it back then. The seller is offering it for 9,000 pounds!
“So, the total price would be 1,500 pounds and the clues to the revolver. How about that?”
“Haha, I found more than ten pirates yesterday. They were all very kind, contributing all their wallets to me. Otherwise, they would lend me their characteristics and heads. In just one night, I received 1,600 pounds. Seriously, I love this pirates’ paradise!” Anderson said with a beaming smile. “I have to keep 100 pounds for myself for the ship tickets to return to the Fog Sea. So all I can do is pay you 1,500 pounds.”
But considering how the easily cashable and locatable targets had mostly been finished off by Anderson, what was left was definitely not easy. He felt depressed again as he coldly asked, “Aren’t you afraid of being a target of revenge for doing something like that in a pirates’ playground?”
“What’s there to worry about? I’m not afraid, even if they’re subordinates of a pirate admiral. Heh heh, I believe you’re the same. If they’re men of the Four Kings, that’s not a big problem either. We’re about to leave, and the propagation of information takes time. By the time they come, I’d have changed ships and identities several times!” Anderson said without much concern.
“Deal.”
“Haha, here’s 300 pounds. You’ll have to wait for the remaining 1,200 pounds. That’s when the bounty rewards and characteristic money arrive. Don’t worry, it will definitely come today. It’s not a lot.” Anderson took out a thick wallet filled with plenty of soli bills and handed them to Klein.
In consideration of his persona, Klein only did a simple count before stuffing the cash into his wallet and pockets. He said without emotion, “Buy two tickets to Oravi for tomorrow.”
He didn’t deliberately exhort Anderson to buy them with a different identity, as he believed that the hunter across him was mature and experienced.
“Alright.” Anderson pointed at the floor. “Breakfast together? My treat.”
Klein nodded without refusing him.
Once they arrived downstairs, the two sat at a table near the window. Midway, a waiter brought white porcelain cups and teaspoons over.
Just as they interacted, the waiter’s gaze suddenly turned adrift. He picked up the teaspoon and stabbed it at Anderson’s throat without any warning.
Although Anderson was surprised, his reaction was in no way slow. He immediately leaned backward and dodged the sudden strike.
Not far away, the hotel’s boss suddenly shot at Anderson’s dodging body.
“W-what am I doing…” After the gunshot, the boss muttered with a look of alarm and blankness.
