"You suspect that Vice Admiral Ailment's fleet is hiding there?" Upon hearing Dhaniz's words, Anderson asked in thought.
Danitz replied excitedly, "That's right.
"It's very likely! Didn't the Black Death vanish after it sailed west out of Theros Island? "
Anderson curled his lips and chuckled.
"If Vice Admiral Ailment's whereabouts could be so easily found out by you, why would she need to hide?
"How can an island that even you can find out about be considered well-hidden?"
"Hey! What do you mean? "Dhaniz felt like he had been mocked.
Anderson spread out his hands and said, "I don't mean anything.
I'm just using my brain to analyze the situation.
"That island likely exists, but it's either one that many people here know about, or someone deliberately released the news.
"If it's the former, Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy's fleet definitely wouldn't be hiding there. If it's the latter, that's interesting. Who would release the news?"
Dhaniz was a little angry in the beginning, but he gradually followed Anderson's train of thought and analyzed the situation.
"A trap set by some pirates or adventurers? But an island without any resources can't attract people to explore it.
"Vice Admiral Ailment herself? In order to find out who is tracking her? "
Anderson smiled and said, "That's right.
"Not bad. With my guidance, you've improved quite a bit. Otherwise, I suspect that even if you drank the Conspirer potion, you wouldn't be able to improve your brain. You would only mutate your enemy to become stupid and pull him into a domain you're familiar with, thereby defeating him.
"That wasn't said by me. It was said by Rosell The Great."
After this period of searching, Anderson had already helped Dhaniz obtain a portion of the Conspirer potion's main ingredient and nearly all the supplementary ingredients. He was just short of the final step to succeed.
"I suspect that you have such an ability …" Dhaniz mumbled softly as a response.
Anderson didn't pay attention to him and continued to speak.
If Vice Admiral Ailment got someone to release the news, that secret island must be a trap. Perhaps there's nothing there, with only mirrors monitoring the ships and humans that approach the island. Perhaps it's the important stronghold of the Demoness Sect that German Sparrow mentioned.
"Then what should we do next?" Dhaniz asked subconsciously.
When Anderson heard this, he snorted.
"You can't even think of such a simple thing?
"Of course, we'll go look for whoever you got this information from. We'll find out the source of their information. If we investigate layer by layer, we'll definitely find something."
That's right … Dhaniz wanted to nod his head in agreement, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, they turned into a "heh."
Near midnight, on the second floor of a casino.
The brown-haired Buzz yawned and walked into his room.
Before he could light the candle with the help of the moonlight outside the window, he suddenly saw a bright white flame in front of him, which made him temporarily unable to see.
Buzz's heart tightened as he suddenly pounced to the side and rolled on the ground.
Just as he rolled twice, his movements came to an abrupt halt as though someone had used a Petrification Spell on him.
This was because a bone-piercing chill and a slight stabbing pain came from his neck. This made him have no doubt that if he moved forward a little more, blood would definitely spray out onto the roof.
"What are you trying to do?" At that moment, Buzz's vision had already recovered. He saw a blond man standing beside him with one hand in his pocket and a pitch-black short sword in the other. Beside the window was a fellow wearing a black cloak with a hood covering most of his face.
Dhaniz didn't answer Buzz's question as he looked at Anderson in surprise.
"Why didn't you disguise yourself?"
"How can others know who to hate if I disguise myself?" Anderson replied indifferently.
"…" Dhaniz exhaled. "Thankfully, I haven't been infected by your crappy habit."
"It's fine," Anderson said with a smile. Anderson chuckled. "Anyone on Theros Island can find out who I've been hanging out with."
"Dogsh * t!" Dhaniz blurted out a curse.
Buzz, who had his short sword pressed to his neck, didn't dare move. All he could do was listen quietly. He felt like he had returned to Trier and was watching a farce.
What are the two of them here for … This intelligence peddler was deeply puzzled.
At this moment, Anderson retracted his gaze and looked down at Buzz.
"Who told you about the secret island that deviates from the main sea route and is located southwest?"
Buzz suddenly came to a realization as he looked at Dhaniz by the window.
"It's you!"
In the past few days, this piece of information had only been sold to one person!
… He was recognized so quickly? Dhaniz was momentarily at a loss for words.
Anderson pressed down the pitch-black short sword in his hand slightly, making the stabbing pain even more obvious.
"Please respect the order."
Buzz immediately felt as if his life was rapidly slipping away. He hurriedly replied,
He hurriedly replied, "It's … It's Vice Admiral Ailment!"
"When did she tell you? Why did she tell you?" Anderson continued asking without any surprise.
"The night before the Black Death left Theros Island," Buzz replied quickly, afraid that he would die from excessive bleeding. He was afraid that he would bleed to death. "I didn't ask her why. At that time, I only cared about admiring her beauty. As expected of the famous' Ailment Maiden 'of the Five Seas …"
Even after a long time, Buzz couldn't hide his admiration when he recalled the extremely dangerous situation he was in.
"Is this the charm of a Demoness?" Anderson muttered to himself before asking, "Do you have a way to contact her?"
"No." Buzz quickly shook his head. Baz quickly shook his head and said, "She asked me to remember all the people who asked about her whereabouts and to tell her when she returned to Theros Island. If anyone really left the port after obtaining information about that hidden island, let them go."
"Is that so … Very reasonable." Anderson nodded and retracted the pitch-black short sword. "Is it a trap?"
"I don't know either," Buzz answered frankly.
Anderson didn't say a word as he searched Buzz's body and the money in his room. Then, he pointed his short sword at the intelligence peddler.
"I wanted to kill you, but that way, no one would hate me.
Live well and curse me a few more times a day. "
He then turned around and walked to Dhaniz's side. Together, they jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night without street lamps.
Buzz touched his bleeding neck and stood up in fear. He ran to the window and confirmed that the two of them had disappeared.
Thankfully, I encountered this fellow who seems to have some mental problems. Otherwise, I'd be dead today … He closed the window, locked the wooden door, and carefully checked the room. Finally, he sat down and gulped down half a bottle of Lanti Proof.
With the help of the alcohol, Buzz collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
Time ticked by, and it slowly arrived at three in the morning.
Suddenly, Buzz sat up. His eyes were bright and spirited, and he didn't show any signs of drunkenness.
He found a dagger, pried open a wooden floor in the room, and picked up a thumb-sized ball of paper from below.
After the white paper unfolded layer by layer, there was a sticky, paste-like black object in the middle.
Buzz took a quarter of it and walked to the mirror in the room. He was about to smear the object on it.
At this moment, he saw two figures reflected in the mirror. One was wearing a white shirt and a black vest. He had one hand in his pocket and was holding a short sword. The other was wearing a dark cloak that didn't reveal his face.
"…" Just as Baz's pupils dilated, he was punched in the back of the head by Danitz and fainted.
His last memory was of a smiling voice saying, "He really didn't disappoint."
"He really didn't disappoint."
He chuckled and said, "This fellow actually believed it. He believed that you didn't kill him because you wanted him to hate you."
After dealing with Buzz, Dhaniz bent down to pick up the paste-like object that had fallen to the ground.
His previous conversation with Anderson was actually a rehearsed play. It was to make it reasonable for Anderson to let Baz off and not be suspected.
"This means that you acted well enough," Anderson said with a smile. "Acting as yourself is indeed different."
"Dogsh * t!" Dhaniz cursed without any qualms.
He then said wistfully, "I never expected him to be so patient.
He waited until midnight before taking action. As for us, we were even more patient. "
"If a hunter wants to capture his prey, he has to be patient. Sometimes, he can even wait for a few days," Anderson replied in passing.
To the two of them, this was actually something that couldn't be helped. Be it Hunter, Provocateur, Pyromaniac, or Reaper, none of them were good at mediumship, much less grasping the powers of hypnosis. If they wanted to obtain information, apart from torture and threats, they could only work hard on schemes.
This sentence makes sense, but in the future, it will become the words I use to lecture others … Dhaniz looked at the black paste in his hand and said, "It seems like I have to wipe it on the surface of the mirror … Then, I'll be able to contact Vice Admiral Ailment?"
"It seems like I have to wipe it on the surface of the mirror … Then, I'll be able to contact Vice Admiral Ailment?"
"That should be the case. However, what's the point of contacting her? Asking her to have breakfast at Theros Island? "Anderson mocked.
Dhaniz also knew that he and Anderson had no way of influencing the person on the other side of the mirror. However, he instinctively wanted to do more and complete the mission given to him by German Sparrow better.
He frowned slightly.
"Then what do we do next?"
"Of course we'll contact German Sparrow and leave him to handle the aftermath. This fellow is very mysterious in every aspect, so he should have a way to resolve it," Anderson said with a tsk. "Besides, the mission he gave us is to seek out Vice Admiral Ailment's whereabouts. There's already an outcome."
Dhaniz tersely acknowledged and began taking out the candles and other items used for the ritual.
"What are you doing?" Anderson asked with a slightly odd expression.
Danitz didn't turn his head as he set up the altar.
"To summon German Sparrow's messenger."
"…" Anderson fell silent for a few seconds before saying, "I'll head out for a smoke first."
PS: It's the end of the month. It would be a waste if I didn't cast my monthly votes ~
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