By the time Klein took back his hat, Bishop Millet's Beyonder characteristic had already condensed. It was only the size of a thumb, and it was light blue and translucent. However, from time to time, there would be traces of green inside, surging with a dark, almost black "tide."
Opening the revolver's cylinder, Klein shook it forcefully, and the empty gold, silver, or brass cartridges fell to the ground, producing crisp clanging sounds.
Following that, he calmly took out the loader he had prepared earlier and loaded the other Beyonder bullets into his gun.
After doing all of this, he put away his revolver, bent down to pick up Bishop Millet's Beyonder characteristic, and nonchalantly stuffed it into his pocket.
Taking a few steps diagonally, Klein picked up his cane, turned around, and walked towards Cleves and the others. He casually pulled out a paper figurine and shook his wrist like he was waving a whip.
Pa!
The paper figurine was quickly ignited and flew out of his hand, turning into specks of scarlet as they fell to the ground and extinguished into dust.
"So handsome …" Denton forgot the pain from the fall and stared intently.
Uncle Sparrow looks like he's setting off fireworks … Donna nodded in agreement with her brother's words.
After using Paper Figurine Substitutes to interfere with the information and traces of the scene, Klein looked in the direction of his return and said calmly and succinctly,
"Let's leave this place."
With that said, he turned around and unhurriedly strode away. He took the Sun Brooch and Aztec copper whistle from Erland and Dhaniz respectively.
Urdi and the others didn't waste any words, nor did they cry out in pain. They quietly followed behind him.
In the battle just now, they had fully witnessed the uniqueness of Beyonders, especially Dhaniz's flame powers. They were the most eye-catching and obvious, leaving a deep impression on them. It made them truly understand that this wasn't something ordinary humans could get involved in. The only thing they could do was follow the arrangements and do their best.
Only by doing so could they ensure their survival!
In contrast to Dhaniz, the battle between Klein and Bishop Millet was focused on the nearly invisible wind blades and the truly invisible mental domain. Apart from the holy light that seemed to descend from the gods and the terrifying appearance of Bishop Millet after he lost control, the entire process was uneventful and uneventful. It didn't shock the spectators too much.
As they passed by the area just now, Cleves, Cecil, and the others suddenly stopped in their tracks. This was because they saw that the ground was covered with cracks, densely packed and everywhere.
This … They instantly understood one thing, and that was that the battle between German Sparrow and the fallen bishop was many times more thrilling and terrifying than the performance on the other side.
A sense of fear and security emerged at the same time, and they all quickened their pace.
Twenty to thirty seconds later, Klein stopped on the street outside the telegraph office and said to Captain Elland without any expression, "Captain Elland,
"Do you want to send a telegram?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but remind her.
"Don't force your way in."
"Alright." In this strange night, Erland was equally cautious.
He walked briskly to the door of the telegraph office and knocked three times.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
As the slightly dull voice echoed, someone inside asked, "What's going on?
"Who is it?"
Klein, who was already vigilant, suddenly frowned, because the person who spoke was a man!
Erland was also a little puzzled.
"I want to send a telegram.
"Who are you? I remember that the previous person on duty was a lady. "
The man inside replied calmly,
"I'm Paavo Court, Melanie's colleague.
"She's here, next to me. She's fine."
As soon as Paavo Court finished speaking, the female voice from before spoke immediately.
"Yes, I'm fine.
"You don't have to. Keep an eye out. Paavo Court is back."
Friend, isn't it your custom to not open the door if you don't respond? How did Paavo Court get in? Klein resisted the urge to question.
Erland took a step back and cleared his throat.
"I want to send a telegram to the Church of the Storm headquarters."
"I'm sorry, we can't open the door," Paavo Court replied emotionlessly.
Erland also sensed the strangeness and did not dare to force the issue. He took the initiative to offer an alternative plan.
"Can you help me send it and pass the draft to me through the crack of the door?
"The content is about the anomaly in Bansy Harbor, the deaths of Bishop Miller and Pastor Jess, signed by Erland."
"Alright." Melanie's voice faded away, as if she had returned to the telegraph machine.
After waiting for a while, there was the sound of ticking. Not long after, a draft telegram stretched out from the crack under the door.
Erland bent down to pick it up, resisting the urge to peek through the crack.
He glanced at the draft telegram and his nose suddenly twitched. He smelled a faint smell of blood on the paper!
He quickly turned his head and looked at German Sparrow, using his eyes to signal that there was a problem inside the telegraph office.
However, what responded to him was a deep, reserved, and unperturbed gaze, as well as a calm and indifferent sentence.
"Return to the ship."
After saying this, Klein turned around and walked to the end of the street. His figure gradually melted into the thin fog.
Dhaniz, who was carrying the shattered lantern, immediately followed without hesitation. Donna and the others did the same.
Erland pondered for two seconds and chased after the group with the draft telegram.
There was no sound coming from the telegraph office. It was abnormally quiet.
...
Perhaps it was because the fallen Bishop Miller had been eliminated, but on the way back, Klein and the others didn't encounter the headless man in the black cloak. The head covered in mold only appeared twice before it was easily dealt with.
After walking for an unknown period of time, they finally saw the dock and the White Agate, which was illuminated by the candlelight.
This allowed Urdi and the others to regain their strength. They went from a brisk walk to a jog and ran all the way to the gangway that had been lowered.
Klein held his blood-stained cane and stood guard below until everyone had boarded the ship. Only then did he leap back to the deck.
At this moment, Erland had already begun to gather his first mate, second mate, navigator, gunner, and other subordinates. He got them to organize the sailors, adjust the cannons, and be ready to set sail at any time. Although leaving the harbor at night was a considerable security risk, it was the best way to avoid danger if the situation worsened!
"Uncle Sparrow …" Donna pulled her younger brother, Denton, and trotted to Klein's side. She had a lot of questions to ask.
Klein nodded and pointed to the cabin.
"Let's go back to the room first.
"We'll talk tomorrow."
The danger wasn't over yet!
Donna nodded obediently. Together with Denton, she raised her index finger and placed it to her lips.
"Shh!"
After the Branch family and the Timothy family entered the cabin, Klein walked to Erland's side, took out Bishop Miller's Beyonder characteristic, and threw it over.
"If there are any Mandated Punishers still alive, return it to them."
A Beyonder characteristic left behind by a bishop who might have been a Sequence 6 was bound to be vigorously investigated by the Church of the Storm, and everyone on the White Agate would be suspects. Klein didn't want to be wanted by the number one faction in the ocean the moment he set sail.
If none of the Mandated Punishers in Bansy Harbor survived, it would take a while for the headquarters' reinforcements to arrive, giving Klein plenty of time to deal with and leave. Then, he would definitely be reluctant to return it and would find a reason to get it back.
Erland caught the thumb-sized object and glanced at it in puzzlement.
He didn't ask what it could be used for. He just chuckled.
He chuckled and said, "Don't worry about the Church of the Storm's investigation. I'll hint to them that you and I are in cahoots."
So, I'll be mistaken by the Church of the Storm as someone from MI9? Klein nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.
Elland looked at Danitz, who was beside him, and probed, "Don't worry.
"Blazing?"
"Haha." Dhaniz laughed dryly and mimicked a certain someone. "Guess."
"Then I don't think so," Erland replied tacitly.
After giving some simple instructions, Klein came to the side of the ship and looked at the fog-shrouded Bansy Harbor, wary of any hidden dangers.
As time passed, the peak of the mountain range by the shore lit up with the light of a thunderstorm once again.
Bolts of silver white and violent lightning flashed over there and gradually calmed down.
The fog in Bansy Harbor began to dissipate, and the crimson moon's light became clearer.
It's over? Upon seeing this scene, Klein didn't dare to completely relax.
After another half an hour, three men who claimed to be Mandated Punishers came to the dock and asked to meet Captain Erland.
After the German Sparrow confirmed it with a divination and tricked them, Erland got the sailors to lower the gangway.
The three Mandated Punishers gestured for the surrounding crew members to leave before reporting the situation to the captain in hushed voices.
Klein didn't move closer to listen, patiently waiting for things to end.
A few minutes later, Erland returned the characteristic left behind by Bishop Millet to the Mandated Punishers and watched them leave the White Agate to deal with the aftermath elsewhere.
"Phew …" Erland exhaled and came to Klein and Dhaniz's side. He said with relief and fear, "It's settled. There are no more problems."
Has it really been solved … Klein suddenly thought of Paavo Court and Melanie behind the door of the telegraph office. He thought of Fox, the owner of Green Lemon Restaurant, and the guests who were quietly watching him.
Erland continued.
"To be more specific, Ace happened to discover the revival of ancient cannibalism and the tradition of live sacrifice. He confirmed that a small number of people in Bansy Harbor had become cultists.
"He hurriedly returned to the cathedral to report to Bishop Miller, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was the leader of the cultists, the true fallen one. Miller's wind blade slit his neck on the spot, and he died in the main cathedral.
"Just as Miller was about to dispose of the corpse, he was discovered by the servants, and things got out of hand.
"Some of the servants were transformed into monsters, and under the guidance of the priests, they hid underground.
"Seeing that there was no way to hide it, Miller left the cathedral, gathered the cultists, and headed to the altar at the top of the mountain. The weather changed as a result, and after the Mandated Punishers took out the three Sealed Artifacts, they rushed over, and an intense battle erupted.
"During this process, Miller escaped with injuries, and the rest of the cultists defended the altar until they were finally breached.
"The Church's headquarters has already replied, and they will soon send someone to investigate the reason for Bishop Millet's fall. Heh, I told them that it was because Bishop Millet was seriously injured that we were able to join forces to kill him. By the way, the Mandated Punishers also told me to get the Branch and Timothy families to sign confidentiality agreements."
After explaining the gist of the matter, Erland heaved a long sigh of relief and busied himself with dealing with the remaining matters.
Klein didn't dare to completely relax as he continued guarding the deck until the clouds in the sky burned. The Sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire harbor.
He saw the residents go out one after another, bathed in the golden sunlight, chatting and laughing as they headed to their respective jobs.
Bansy Harbor had the scent of humans again.
…
It's really over … Klein turned around in confusion, ready to take a nap after the ship left. As for Dhaniz, although he had already yawned, he did not dare to move when he saw that the German Sparrow did not move.
On the way into the cabin, Klein met Erland, who had also not slept the whole night.
"Good morning. We're about to leave the port. Don't worry about anything," Erland greeted with a smile.
As he spoke, the steam whistle of the White Agate emitted a "woo" sound.
Upon hearing this voice, Klein secretly exhaled. He decided to throw all his doubts to the back of his mind and stop thinking about Bansy Harbor. He nodded in response.
Erland stretched his neck and sighed.
"Last night, I had a strange feeling that the ancient Binsy and the modern Bansy Harbor overlapped."
Klein originally planned on walking past him, but he suddenly grasped a word and asked with a solemn expression, "What's the matter?
With a solemn expression, he asked, "Binsy?"
"Heh heh, that's the ancient name of Bansy Harbor. Three to four hundred years ago, this place was called Binsy Town. Later, due to the pronunciation and other factors, it gradually evolved into Bansy," Erland casually introduced.
Upon hearing this answer, Klein's pupils constricted.
He remembered very clearly that the evil spirit in the underground ruins of Baekeland had said that if he wanted to find one of the founders of Rose Redemption, the former King of Angels Medici and "His" bloodline descendants, he could try his luck in Binsy Town!
Binsy! Klein's heart seemed to freeze inch by inch as a chill emanated from the depths of his bones.
He suddenly looked back at the harbor outside, and the tightly shut telegraph office and the guests who were quietly watching him in the Green Lemon Restaurant appeared before his eyes once again.
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