After sitting in a daze for a while, Klein rubbed his temples, stood up, took four steps counterclockwise, and went above the gray fog.
He then conjured German Sparrow, and through praying to Mr. Fool, he passed the two messages to Dhaniz and Cattleya.
The former was to remind him to be careful of the Secret Order. Although Klein didn't believe that Zaratul would directly seek out Dhaniz, a person who had ties with German Sparrow, it wasn't wrong to warn him. As a Bizarro Sorcerer, Klein had a certain level of understanding of the Beyonders of the Seer pathway. He believed that those who could truly mature were sufficiently cautious and careful. There were exceptions and oddities, but it definitely didn't include Sequence 1 Zaratul.
And in the present situation, in the eyes of an angel who had grasped enough secrets, Dhaniz was more like a bait that was deliberately thrown out to hook certain targets. Therefore, there was a high chance that Zaratul would carefully avoid him. At most, he would send members of the Secret Order to do some indirect investigations.
By the same logic, Klein's message to Cattleya also contained such content, but that wasn't the main point. The main point was for her to immediately contact Queen Mystic Bernadette and tell her that German Sparrow wanted to meet her as soon as possible. In addition, Klein had also informed Admiral of Stars of his original plan to delay the Tarot, allowing her to decide if she wanted to purchase the Planter pathway's Sequence 5 Druid and Sequence 4 Classical Metallurgist potion formulas.
…
West of the Berserk Sea, Theros Island.
Here, Dhaniz, who was searching for clues to Vice Admiral Ailment's whereabouts, held a cup filled with golden beer as his expression suddenly turned extremely complicated.
"Why? You saw someone and recalled an indescribable encounter? " Anderson swirled the Lanti Proof malt liquor in his hand and teased Danitz, who was in an abnormal state, with a smile.
Dhaniz gulped down a mouthful of beer and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"We have to be careful of the people from the Secret Order …"
Ever since he got to know the German Sparrow, he had often heard similar words. His reaction had changed from panic at the beginning to numbness and depression.
He suspected that there would come a day when he would be wanted by all the organizations, big and small, with the exception of Mr. Fool.
Andrewson sized up Dhaniz and chuckled.
"Sometimes, I think the German Sparrow is more like a hunter than I am.
"Heh, so you guys have a special method of communication. You don't even need to summon messengers."
Dhaniz was about to give a perfunctory reply when a person with Intis rushed in from the entrance of the tavern. He was holding a telegram.
"Feysac is conducting air strikes on Baekeland. Rouen has officially declared war!"
A declaration of war? Anderson and Dhaniz looked at each other. Relying on their pathway's characteristics, they acutely smelled the scent of a large-scale war.
...
"Feysac has attacked Baekeland and Pritz Harbor. Rouen has officially declared war … The three ironclad fleets aren't at the harbor. They didn't suffer any losses and are rushing back to Rouen's coast …" Admiral of Stars Cattleya's fleet happened to pass by Oravi Island. She had gathered all sorts of information from the telegrams.
She was just about to consider how a pirate crew should deal with such a situation when she suddenly saw the endless gray fog and heard the words of The World German Sparrow.
Be careful of the people from the Secret Order. Be careful of Zaratul … To a certain extent, Cattleya, who was considered an Intis person, first paid attention to the most unimportant matter.
And it was precisely because of this that she didn't have any doubts about The World German Sparrow's request to meet the Queen as soon as possible. She believed that this was an extension of the Secret Order and Zaratul.
Finally, her lips parted slightly as she muttered the names of the two potions.
Druid … Classical Metallurgist …
This Sequence 4's modern name should be Ancient Metallurgist. In the past, it was called Human Metallurgist …
Cattleya subconsciously walked to the window and cast her gaze down. At this moment, at sea with a time difference from Baekeland, Frack Lee and Artisan Charve were leaning against the side of the ship, basking in the sunset. The former looked relaxed and content, but there was a hint of puzzlement in his eyes, as though there was still a problem that he couldn't solve. The latter's face was pale, and his lips were trembling slightly. Mushrooms were scattered all over his clothes.
Druid … Ancient Metallurgist … Admiral of Stars Cattleya repeated the two specialized terms again as she felt something heavy press down on her body.
After about ten seconds, Cattleya nudged the heavy glasses on her nose bridge and consoled herself inwardly, Mr. Fool didn't give any hints.
Since Mr. Fool didn't give any hints, it means that it's nothing serious …
With this thought, resplendent starlight floated down, forming a staircase of light between the captain's cabin window and the deck.
Cattleya walked down the staircase and came to Frank Lee and Charve's side.
After a few seconds of silence, Cattleya asked, "Frank, what are your ideals?"
Only then did Frank Lee realize that his captain had come over.
Only then did Frank Lee realize that the captain had come over. He pushed himself up with his palm and flipped himself up.
"Ideals?"
The biologist thought seriously for a moment and said, "That's right.
"To be able to research soil, crops, and hybridization technology without any restrictions. Also, to prevent humans from suffering from famine and to make everyone equal. What you can do, I can also do. What you can grow, I can also grow …"
Upon hearing this, Charve slowly got up and silently crouched to the side. He opened his mouth and began vomiting.
Frank Lee was not affected at all as he continued,
"In order to have such a World, there must be sufficient food and resources. Therefore, I hope to create a variety of creatures that can adapt to different environments and conditions. Hehe, everyone has their own preferences. I prefer fish, cows, spores …"
Admiral of Stars Cattleya listened to Frank's recount with a deadpan expression. During this process, she continuously nudged the thick glasses on her nose bridge three times.
After a moment of silence, Cattleya asked,
"You're only one step away from the last step of your research?"
"Yes, I'm just short of the catalysis of Druid's powers. If I still can't obtain the formula, I wish to get Charve to help me turn the Druid Beyonder characteristic I have into a mystical item," Frank answered frankly.
"No, I won't help you! You devil! "Charve, who was silently vomiting, raised his head and shouted anxiously.
Cattleya watched this scene quietly. With a flip of her palm, a gold coin appeared out of nowhere.
Clang!
The gold coin first flipped up before landing in Cattleya's palm with the head facing up.
"There's the Druid potion formula. It's from German Sparrow. 5,000 gold pounds." Cattleya described it in detail, as though she was deliberately saying it for Charve to know who the real murderer was.
Frank Lee's eyes immediately revealed pure joy.
"He's really a good person!
"Uh, Captain, I've only saved up 3,000 pounds. Can you lend me 2,000 pounds?"
Most of his savings had been used to buy the Druid Beyonder characteristic. He had even sold some items for it.
Cattleya fell silent once again. After a few seconds, she nodded under Frank Lee's expectant gaze.
"Alright."
…
North Borough, Baekeland Medical College Affiliated Hospital.
Udora lay on the hospital bed with a blank expression. She didn't have the vitality of a young girl.
She woke up from her coma very early, but she didn't open her eyes. She heard the doctor tell her parents that her right leg, which had been injured in the air raid, might not be saved. They had to be prepared to amputate it.
After that, she lay there in a daze. She felt that there were many people coming over. Among them, the Rouen Charity Bursary Foundation's director, Audrey, who was only visiting the student next door, heard about her matter and expressed her willingness to pay for her subsequent treatment. The school's principal, Mr. Portland Moment, promised to create the most advanced and convenient mechanical prosthesis, allowing her to walk like a normal person.
But none of this dispelled the gloominess, heaviness, sadness, and despair in Udora's heart.
She wasn't even 18 years old. Before she could taste the beauty of life, she was about to lose a leg and lose her ideals.
Her family wasn't rich. Her father was a grocery store owner who believed in the "Lord of Storms". He was rude, barbaric, and unwilling to reason with women. Her mother was timid and cowardly. She relied on her father to survive and supported the family with hard work. If there was a second child in the family, Udora wouldn't have been able to go to school at all. But even so, her father chose Baekeland Technical School, a place where results could be seen quickly.
She had previously felt that she was lucky. The Backlund Technical School had been reorganized into the Backlund University of Technology, and she had passed the exam to become a true university student. This filled her with smiles every day, allowing her to spread her happiness to the people around her. She even had the free time to pursue poetry.
Udora's ideal was to stay in school in the future and become a university teacher. She wanted to find a husband who liked her and she liked him. At the same time, she would not stop writing poems, hoping to publish them in magazines and newspapers.
Now, all of this was destroyed by a bomb falling from the sky. It was destroyed mercilessly and unusually coldly.
After a long time, Udora silently pulled up the quilt and covered her face. She made a low cry like a cub.
The crying didn't stop. It lasted for a while. Udora suddenly felt something and opened the quilt. She saw a black shadow standing beside the bed.
The black shadow's face was half covered by mushrooms and the other half was full of weeds. He was holding a wood-colored cane in his hand.
"…" Udora couldn't even scream. She felt that her heart was about to explode.
And the black shadow touched her with the head of the cane.
Udora felt that her heart had returned to normal. Her right leg was cool and she seemed to have a feeling.
She looked at the bed again. There was no black shadow.
In a daze, Udora moved her right leg and found that it didn't hurt at all. It was as if she had never been hurt at all.
She pulled up the quilt again and covered her face.
Dozens of seconds later, there was a cry of disbelief, horror, and joy under the quilt.
Nine Heavens Shenhuang
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