"Timothy?
"They're still in the restaurant."
Urdi Branch subconsciously replied.
Then, he pointed to the spot where the moldy head had been purified and asked anxiously,
"What was that just now?"
Klein, who maintained his German Sparrow persona, didn't answer. He glanced at Dhaniz, walked past Donna's family, and walked to the tightly shut door of the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Blazing Dhaniz held the lantern, feeling much more relaxed because he had finally completed a goal. He straightened his back, looked at Urdi and the others, and chuckled.
"You don't need to care about what it is. Just remember that it's a monster that will hurt you."
If it weren't for the fact that German Sparrow was just a few meters away, he would've even wanted to declare: Only I, Lord Blazing Dhaniz, can protect you!
Cleves, Cecil, and Teague looked at each other and took the initiative to step forward to comfort their employer.
"We'll ask when we return to the White Agate."
Frankly speaking, the three bodyguards had all been adventurers for a period of time, but their understanding of monsters was still stuck at the level of folklore and drunken words of their peers. At this moment, they couldn't help but feel like they were dreaming.
But to them, since they had seen creatures like murlocs, other things weren't too hard to accept. At most, they were a little uglier and a little more unique than murlocs.
With this in mind, their hearts calmed down a lot, and the guns in their hands seemed to have regained their strength.
However, the pure light that descended from the sky still exceeded the scope of their understanding. They felt that their views of the World, life, and values, which had been formed for a long time, had been shaken. They could only put it aside for the time being and suppress all their emotions.
Klein stopped at the entrance of the Green Lemon Restaurant, raised his right hand, and knocked with his fingers.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
After he knocked three times rhythmically, no one answered. It was silent.
If it weren't for the candlelight shining through the windows and cracks in the door, Klein would've thought that this was an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
He knocked three more times.
Inside the restaurant, there was still silence. Everyone seemed to be abiding by the custom of not responding to the knocking in foggy weather.
Klein retracted his right hand and patted the hem of his double-breasted suit.
Suddenly, he leaned back, lifted his knee, and kicked out with his right foot.
With a clang, the door to the dining room opened, and all the nails that held the copper lock in place popped out.
The boss, Fox, who was wearing a tuxedo and had a fleshy face that was almost round, was still standing in his original position. The ladies and gentlemen who had chosen to stay the night opened their doors one after another and stood quietly at the dividing line, looking over in silence.
"What do you want to do?" Fox wasn't angry. His tone was the same as before, but a revolver had already appeared in his hand.
With his Spirit Vision activated, Klein turned his head and surveyed the area. He didn't find any traces of evil on the humans present.
His gaze fell on the restaurant owner. His gaze turned solemn as he looked into his eyes.
"What about the Timothy family?"
Fawkes met the other party's dark brown eyes, which were suppressing their emotions as though they were brewing a storm, for two seconds before turning his head unnaturally.
"There's another table, foreigners, upstairs."
"Let them come down," Klein ordered coldly.
Fox was silent for a few seconds until the man drew his gun and aimed it at his head.
He took a deep breath and sent a waiter to the second floor, taking the Timothy family down the stairs.
"What happened?" Timothy was a man less than thirty years old. He was on vacation with his new wife.
Klein lowered the muzzle and calmly said,
"Something has happened in Bansy Harbor.
"Do you want to return to the ship with me, or stay here for the night?"
"Accident?" As Timothy ruminated on this word, he saw Urdi Branch nodding at him heavily outside.
He knew that the other party was a very rich import and export businessman, and he had three bodyguards with him. He believed that if something really happened, it would be safer to stay with the other party, so the answer was self-evident.
As for the unique customs of Bansy Harbor, that was just a custom! He held his new wife's hand and walked to the door, smiling politely.
"Everything we have is on board, with you, of course."
"Thank you." He and his new wife thanked him at the same time, walked past Klein, and met up with the Branch family outside.
Klein retracted his revolver and politely bowed to his boss, Fox.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards Cleves and the others in the light that leaked out of the restaurant.
With a clang, the door to the Green Lemon Restaurant closed again, swaying a little from the wind.
Klein had actually sensed something abnormal and subtle in the atmosphere, but since his Spirit Vision didn't yield anything, he didn't want to delve into it, lest he ignite the huge danger hidden in Bansy Harbor.
He returned to Dhaniz's side and scanned the number of people under the light of the lantern.
Donna's family of four, three bodyguards, Timothy and his wife, and a few servants are all here … Klein switched positions with his revolver and cane, raised his right hand that was holding the gun, reached into his double-breasted frock coat, and rubbed the Sun Brooch.
A dark golden light flashed, and an invisible force quickly spread out, surging through everyone present like a wave.
At this moment, Donna and the others felt as if they had arrived in the south, bathing in the warm sunlight and dispelling the coldness in their bodies.
They were no longer as nervous and worried, as if they had found their courage again. The remaining blackness from enjoying Damir Harbor's special cured meat, along with a very small amount of evil feelings, quickly melted away.
The Sun Halo could increase the courage of companions within a twenty-meter radius and purify the evil powers in their bodies!
With the help of this spell-like ability from the brooch, under Klein's spirituality and mental control, he could make the power of the Sun bypass targets he didn't want to help.
"Head to the telegraph office first," Klein repeated. With his cane in his left hand and his gun in his right, he identified the direction and walked forward.
Dhaniz followed his instructions and walked diagonally to the side. Cleves, Cecil, and Teague very professionally took over the other two directions.
If a team of more than fifteen people were to encounter an attack, it would be very easy to lose sight of the others. Furthermore, only Blazing can truly be considered a helper … What should I do? Klein recalled the characteristics of the monsters he had encountered before he suddenly stuffed the revolver back into his armpit holster and switched the cane to his right palm.
He reached into his pocket with his left hand, removed the wall of spirituality on the iron cigar case, and took out Aztec's copper whistle. He held it in his palm and occasionally tossed it up.
He believed that the undead monsters that only had one head left would definitely forget about the others. All that was left in their "eyes" was this ancient brass whistle!
This way, I don't have to worry about not being able to rescue them in time. This is the role of an MT! Klein sighed and quickened his pace slightly.
At this moment, three shriveled heads covered in mold flew out of the thin fog ahead. They charged at Klein from different directions like sharp arrows, completely ignoring the existence of the other delicious flesh and blood.
Three! Dhaniz's pupils constricted. He was a little worried that the German Sparrow would be flustered, but he was also looking forward to the other party's true strength.
Three … Klein calmly shook his left palm and threw Aztec's copper whistle into the air.
The flying heads that were dragging their esophagus immediately drew an arc and rushed towards their main target.
Klein took a step back and expressionlessly raised his hand to pinch the Brooch of the Sun.
Suddenly, a cluster of dense golden flames appeared out of thin air where the copper whistle was. A holy aura emanated majestically.
Flames of Light!
The three skinny heads let out shrill screams at the same time as they turned into powder amidst the golden flames.
Klein took two steps forward and reached out to catch Aztec's copper whistle.
… It can be done like this? Another mystical item? Dhaniz was stunned for two seconds, feeling that the matter had been resolved too easily.
At this time, Timothy and his wife also saw clearly what the thing that had just attacked them looked like. One of them was so scared that his face turned pale, and the other asked in panic, "What is it?
"What, what is that?"
Donna immediately turned around and nodded seriously.
"We'll ask when we return to the White Agate."
With that said, she raised her finger and placed it to her lips, mimicking Uncle Sparrow's "silence."
Thinking of the holy aura displayed by the young man in front of him, Timothy swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He pulled his wife's hand and vigilantly fell silent. When the servants saw this, they could only obey.
The group continued on the street illuminated only by the faint moonlight. The lights in the houses on both sides of the street had been extinguished, and behind the oriel windows was an indiscernible darkness.
Donna had a nagging feeling that there were pairs of eyes following them, but due to certain reasons, no one revealed themselves.
They must be afraid of Uncle Sparrow! She held her brother's hand tightly as they walked in the protective circle of their parents.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the side of the street. He was wearing a black cloak, and his body was leaning forward, revealing a neck that was still bleeding. There was nothing above his neck, and only the lining of the cloak reflected the moonlight.
Gasp!
The headless figure let out a beast-like growl from its throat as it charged at Klein, causing the street to tremble slightly from its footsteps.
It happened to run into Dhaniz as it passed by. The famous pirate cursed inwardly, waved his arm, and threw out an orange fireball that had been compressed repeatedly.
Boom!
The fireball exploded, causing the headless man to take a few steps back.
His clothes were tattered, his skin was quickly charred, and his cloak began to burn.
But to a monster that had long lost its life, this wasn't too serious of an injury.
At this moment, with a crisp crack, the scarlet flames on the black cloak suddenly soared, as if they were blooming.
Klein, who was wearing a coat, leaped out of the flames. Using the inertia of his fall and his own strength, he stabbed the cane in his hands directly at the headless man's neck.
Splat!
The cane sank into the headless man's body and extended out from its crotch.
Bang! The muscles on Klein's back bulged as he forcefully stabbed the headless monster to the ground!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stood behind the other party and continued gripping the cane tightly as he infused his spirituality into the Sun Brooch.
He had already used his Spirit Vision to determine that Holy Light Summoning, Cleave of Purification, and Flames of Light were unable to finish off this blackish-green monster in a short period of time. He could only use another method.
Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds. The headless man struggled with all his might, but like a snake, he was pinned to the ground by the cane while half-kneeling.
Two seconds, one second!
Klein spoke in a deep voice as he said a word in ancient Hermes, "That's right.
"Sun!"
Specks of light appeared and turned into water droplets that sprinkled down, drenching the headless man's body.
Sizzle! Blackish-green gas emitted as Klein let go of the cane and took two steps to the side.
In the sparse "rain," the headless man twitched continuously before finally calming down and melting into a pool of blood.
No Beyonder characteristics … This means that he's not a real enemy. At most, he's a "servant" created … Klein retracted his cane and turned to walk back to the team.
"So cool!" Denton let out a belated exclamation.
Donna's eyes were also sparkling.
He's still borrowing the power of a mystical item … However, that flash that relied on flames shows his true strength. He's really not easy to deal with … Blazing Dhaniz retracted his gaze, feeling that his decision to not run away blindly was too wise.
Seven or eight minutes later, the team that had cleared two more waves of monsters arrived at the telegraph office in Bansy Harbor.
Cleves took the initiative to step forward and knock on the door.
"Who is it?" A calm female voice came from inside.
"We're looking for the captain of the White Agate, Mr. Erland," Cleves replied through the door.
In the quiet night, the female voice said unhurriedly, "He and, his first mate, went to the church next door."
"He and, his first mate, went to the church next door."
The way the people here speak is a little strange, or is it only like this on such nights? Klein tossed a gold coin to confirm that the other party wasn't lying.
Just as they were about to leave, the female voice in the telegraph office hesitated for a moment.
"Can you guys help me keep an eye out for someone?
"He's my colleague. He went out before the wind blew tonight and never came back.
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