Paavo Cotter … Cleves didn't directly respond to the woman behind the telegraph office's door. He turned to glance at German Sparrow and waited for him to make a decision.
In the eyes of this former adventurer, it was a rather difficult task for a group of more than ten people to safely return to the White Agate. They couldn't and shouldn't be distracted to help find someone at such a time. However, he also knew very well that the current pillars of support were German Sparrow and Blazing Dhaniz. Only they had the authority to agree or not.
Klein fell silent for two seconds before speaking in a voice that wasn't too loud or too soft.
"What does he look like?"
He believed that grasping more information would help him escape this strange fog-filled city, so he casually asked. As for whether he would help keep an eye out, it all depended on what happened next.
While asking, Klein warned himself not to delve too deeply into the matter, or else it would easily trigger the danger lurking in Bansy Harbor.
Between understanding the situation and avoiding risks, he had to be like walking on a balance beam — no more, no less, no more, no more, no more, no less.
This might be easy or difficult, because no one knew what would happen once they took a step. He could only make judgments based on experience and intuition, and he could fall into a trap at any moment. This made Klein extremely tense, and his thoughts raced faster than ever.
Amidst the thick darkness and thin fog, the telegraph office's door remained tightly shut. The woman inside paused for a moment before saying, "
The woman inside paused and said, "He's a very handsome man.
"He has two eyes, two ears, a nose, and a mouth."
Why is this answer so terrifying … Is there something wrong with this woman? According to the customs of Bansy Harbor, she shouldn't have responded at all! Blazing Dhaniz had the urge to kick open the door and rush into the telegraph office to check the situation inside.
At this moment, he saw German Sparrow raise his hand to press down on his hat, turn around, and walk to the side.
"Storm cathedral," Klein briefly mentioned his destination.
He didn't care what problem the woman in the telegraph office had, just like he didn't want to find out what secrets the owner of the Green Lemon Restaurant and the guests were hiding.
The wind grew weaker and the fog remained thin. The candlelight in the church shone faintly from the narrow window high above, like a lighthouse in a storm.
After Klein used the Sun Halo again, Donna and the others regained some courage. They were like drowning people desperately grasping at the last straw as they quietly and hurriedly walked down the deserted street.
Soon, they arrived outside the Storm cathedral, but the two doors were tightly shut without any gaps.
Glancing at the storm emblem on the door, Klein raised his hand and knocked three times.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
A slightly vigilant male voice came from behind the door.
"Who?"
"German Sparrow," Klein answered directly.
He could tell that the one asking the question was Captain Erland.
"Why did you come here?" Erland asked again without opening the door.
Klein held his cane and said calmly,
"You helped me pay the compensation to Great White."
Erland was taken aback at first and found it a little funny. Then, he confirmed that it was really German Sparrow outside. At the very least, no matter how good a monster at disguise was, it shouldn't know about a matter that was limited to the two of them.
He was still a little hesitant until Cleves, Urdi Branch, Donna, and the others spoke up one after another. Only then did he relax and get the first mate, Harris, to remove the lock and open the door.
A heavy creaking sound echoed into the distance. Klein saw Erland, who was wearing a boat-shaped hat, holding a straight sword in one hand, and a musket in the other.
"There's a problem here too?" he asked keenly, considering the previous situation.
Erland turned to the side to let Donna and the others enter before pointing to the prayer hall.
"The priest I know, Jess, died inside. His head was separated from his body, and I don't know where Bishop Miller went. It's the same for the other priests. Also, the servants in the cathedral are all gone."
A priest is dead and a bishop is missing? The entire cathedral lost a living person? This is a bit of a problem … Klein held the cold Aztec copper whistle as his heart sank.
Of course, he knew very well that the priest and bishop weren't the main force of the Church of the Storm's management of the Beyonder incidents in Bansy Harbor. Under the cathedral, there was definitely a Mandated Punisher team made up of six to eight Beyonders, as well as an indefinite number of Sealed Artifacts. Even a High-Sequence Beyonder might not be able to finish off this force in a short period of time without causing a stir.
As long as they're still alive and can still use Sealed Artifacts, the problem won't worsen … So, what is the Mandated Punisher team doing at this time? Based on his experience as a former Nighthawk, Klein made a guess based on normal procedures.
During this process, he followed Erland to the prayer hall and examined the dead priest's body.
Jess's death was tragic, as if he had been beheaded while he was still alive. Unlike the monsters outside, his esophagus and head were separated.
In Klein's Spirit Vision, the priest no longer had any remnant spirit. Even if he wanted to channel his spirit, it would be very difficult to succeed.
Is it because of the killing method itself, or is it because of the corresponding treatment … Is it different from the monsters outside because they acted in a hurry? Klein combined the situation at the scene and completed his previous guess.
He believed that there were two possibilities. One was that a living Sealed Artifact or Mid-Sequence Beyonder had lost control underground and escaped into the cathedral. It ran out and finished off Jess along the way, causing the anomaly in Bansy Harbor. The bishop, priests, and Mandated Punishers were doing their best to search for it, in order to complete the seal and cleanse it. The servants had been led to a certain area underground and were protected by the Mandated Punishers who stayed behind.
However, this couldn't explain the strange behavior of the residents of Bansy Harbor.
The second possibility was that a primitive sacrifice to the God of Weather had been revived among the people of Bansy Harbor. The flying head and the headless monster matched the description of the sacrifice sharing flesh and blood, burying the head into the altar. And for some unknown reason, this group of people had raided the cathedral and killed the priest, Jess. The rest of the residents more or less understood the situation, but they chose to remain silent.
They might've already attacked underground and were engaged in an intense battle with the Mandated Punishers, priests, and bishops with the help of the Sealed Artifact, transforming all the servants into monsters. They might've also been pushed out and are being pursued by the Beyonders of the Church of the Storm, fleeing all the way. The servants have entered underground to receive protection and prevent any accidents … From the fact that Jess's corpse hasn't been used, there's a high chance that it's the latter development … If I go underground to confirm the situation, I'll definitely be attacked. After all, it's an unfamiliar Beyonder … Besides, the strength left behind might not be enough … Klein looked at the priest lying on the ground and discovered that his Beyonder characteristic had condensed at his neck, like a blue gem.
He withdrew his gaze and didn't pick it up. He didn't want to provoke the crazy revenge of the grumpy brothers of the Church of the Storm because of a small profit. Instead, he turned to Erland and Harris.
"Let's return to the ship first."
He casually tossed a gold coin to confirm that there was no fighting underground.
Regardless, regardless of whether or not there were Mandated Punishers guarding the cathedral, it was no longer suitable for him to stay for long. After all, Klein wasn't certain that his guess was correct, so he could only make the safest choice.
"Alright!" Erland didn't want to stay here either. He anxiously waited for the change to come.
As long as he returned to the White Agate, he would have many cannons and sailors, which would allow him to withstand a certain degree of accidents.
After a short rest, the group left the Storm cathedral.
With the addition of Erland and Harriss, the defense around the team was much tighter. Klein no longer needed to use the copper whistle to attract the monsters, so he put it back into his pocket.
After taking a few steps, Erland cautiously suggested, "Should we send a telegram to the Church of the Storm headquarters to report the situation at Bansy Harbor?"
This way, even if there were any major changes, as long as they persevered, they would eventually be saved.
Klein didn't object as he walked ahead of him in the thin fog.
He walked in the fog ahead and calmly said, "We'll pass by the telegraph office."
Phew. Blazing Dhaniz heaved a sigh of relief before his heart tensed up.
He was afraid that the Church of the Storm would send someone to investigate the entire matter and discover that a famous pirate had played an important role in it. And when that happened, he might very well still be trapped on the White Agate.
Although I saved someone, the Mandated Punishers aren't friendly to those who don't belong to them, especially when I'm a pirate … Dhaniz was placed in a difficult position. He decided to survive the imminent danger first.
After walking for a while, they saw the telegraph office in sight. However, a dim yellow light suddenly appeared on the side street, approaching from the depths of the fog.
It was a middle-aged man holding a lantern.
He wore a dark blue bishop's robe embroidered with the symbol of the Storm. His head was lowered, and his face was pale. His breathing was rapid, and his footsteps were a little unsteady.
Elland focused his gaze and blurted out, "What's going on?
"Bishop Millet?"
The middle-aged man looked up and raised the lantern.
"You are Erland?"
At this moment, Klein took a step back, highlighting Erland's position and preventing the bishop of the Church of the Storm from paying attention to him.
Dhaniz shrank his neck, using Urdi's fat body to shield himself.
"Yes, Mr. Bishop. I saw Jess die. What happened?" Erland wasn't a novice, so he didn't directly approach him.
Bishop Millet coughed twice and said, "Ancient customs are being revived.
A group of cultists with filthy blood flowing in their veins have begun using living people as sacrifices and sharing their flesh and blood.
"Jess found out about their problem and was killed by them first.
"The matter can no longer be concealed. They used sacrifices to change the weather in an attempt to attack the cathedral, but they were defeated by the Mandated Punishers. They fled up the mountain to the cave where the altar is.
"I was injured in the battle and couldn't hold on any longer, so I could only slowly return."
Just as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly erupted from the distant fog, as if countless bolts of lightning were striking down.
With the help of this light, Klein and the others saw the mountain range by the shore covered in fog and the peak connected to the thunderstorm scene.
This confirmed Bishop Millet's story to a certain extent.
Erland was about to step forward to help the Storm bishop when he saw German Sparrow take out a gold coin and whisper:
"He has ill intentions."
Ding!
The gold coin flew up, turned around, and landed in Klein's palm, head up.
This meant that it was true!
Bishop Millet stared straight at this scene, and a dark red glow suddenly surged in his light brown eyes.
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