What? Hunt Admiral of Blood? Dhaniz almost raised his right hand to pick his ear.
His first reaction was that he had misheard.
But German Sparrow's maniacal smile and his captain's unusual frown reminded him that what he said just now was true!
This … this crazy German Sparrow really dared to dream! This was one of the seven great pirate admirals. A character like Steel Maveti definitely couldn't compare to him! Dhaniz's pupils shrank, and he was almost screaming in his heart.
Ignoring how powerful Admiral of Blood Señor was, just the powerful pirates and famous pirates under him were enough to strike fear into people's hearts. The first mate, third mate, and the captains of the various ships were all capable of independently leading a large pirate crew!
Steel Maveti had brought Bayam's team, and there were quite a number of them in the Blood Pirates!
Back when Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges died silently in Baekeland like a stray dog, it was mainly because he wasn't with his pirate crew. As for Admiral of Blood Señor, he was different. He rarely left his flagship or his subordinates.
Even if we return to Señor's personal strength, he is still extremely terrifying. He is mysterious, strange, and one of the strongest in the sea, second only to the Four Kings. Even the captain doesn't dare to say that he is stronger than him … The Madman's boldness is beyond my imagination. No, he doesn't know fear at all! The death and replacement of a pirate admiral was definitely something that would shake the Five Seas! Thoughts flashed through Dhaniz's mind, but in the end, he strangely calmed down.
This was because he remembered that German Sparrow himself was a powerhouse of the Seven Generals, and there might be a secret terrorist organization behind him.
Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina fell silent for a few seconds.
"Do you know the Rose School?"
Not only do I know, I've also killed their people and snatched their mystical items … Wait, why did I describe myself as a baddie … Klein wiped away his smile and said without batting an eyelid, "That's right.
"I've hunted their members."
Edwina fell silent again. Beside her, Dhaniz once again had thoughts like "What are they talking about," "What is Rose School," "Where am I," and "Whose dream is this?"
After a brief moment of silence, Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina said,
"After the battle with Vice Admiral Dusk's pirates, Señor's fleet disappeared. No one knows where they are at the moment, so we have to wait patiently."
Did that mean he agreed? Klein smiled again.
"I do not lack this.
"How do I contact you?"
Edwina turned to look at Dhaniz.
"He knows how to contact me."
Me? Soulfall Ritual? Wait a minute, Captain. You mean I have to follow that lunatic Gehrman Sparrow during this period of time? No! No one knew when this fellow would go crazy! Danitz shuddered and hurriedly said, "That's right.
"Captain, I've already left the Golden Dream for too long. I've missed too many lessons! I can't wait to return! "
He tried his best to make his eyes appear sincere and filled them with a thirst for knowledge.
"I think we can change to someone else, such as Iron Skin or Bucket …"
Before he finished his sentence, Edwina suddenly raised her right hand and pressed it against her ear.
She turned her head slightly and said without any expression,
"What are you talking about?
"I can't hear it.
"Rosell's Dream-materializing Spell is approaching its limits …"
The pirate admiral's skirt fluttered as she took a step back. Her figure quickly faded away, turning into fragments of light.
Dhaniz's subsequent words were stuck in his throat. He extended his right hand in an attempt to grab something, but he was powerless to do so.
Rosell's Dream-materializing Spell? The Emperor's presence in mysticism knowledge is also very strong … Vice Admiral Iceberg's full name is Edwina Edwards … Edwards … Isn't that the surname of one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? Descendant? However, Vice Admiral Iceberg's tone indicates that she isn't familiar with the Emperor's eldest daughter, Bernadette. They might not even know each other … Klein glanced at Dhaniz, whose expression had completely collapsed, and chuckled.
"Perhaps one day, I'll call you Mr. Ten Thousand Pounds."
"…" Dhaniz straightened his back in fright before seeing German Sparrow's figure disappear from his dream.
If I'm only a Sequence 7 and have a bounty of seven to eight thousand pounds, I'll be targeted by others no matter where I go … Dhaniz paused in his dream as his head ached the more he thought about it.
…
In the evening, Dhaniz looked at the German Sparrow, who was dressed like a native.
"We're visiting a local faction today. Perhaps we might find something good there. Heh heh, they have quite the demand for Beyonder ingredients, food, and weapons."
At this point, Dhaniz sized up German Sparrow and smiled after finding a rare psychological advantage.
"Their area is filled with natives, and there aren't even many mixed-bloods. They'll be discovered if their attire is slightly abnormal.
"It's fine for you to match your wide-legged pants with a brown jacket, but you can't wear a shirt underneath. The real natives wear Taraba shirts, which are similar to Sea Soul shirts, but they're all blue or white. They don't wear caps, headscarves, or anything else.
"Also, with your obvious Rouen appearance, you'll be met with severe rejection and hostility. You're like a wolf that has infiltrated a flock of sheep, completely unable to conceal your existence …"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw German Sparrow turn his head and glance at him. His deep facial features quickly softened, and his fair skin was instantly dyed bronze. In just a single movement, he had undoubtedly become a native without any special characteristics.
"…" Dhaniz was momentarily speechless. After a few seconds, he laughed dryly as if nothing had happened. "I'm the same. I have to disguise myself."
Your disguise? Heh … Klein took off his cap and sat on a chair.
"What local faction?"
They're actually buying Beyonder ingredients, food, and weapons?
"Ahem, to put it simply, ahem, the Resistance." Dhaniz suddenly wasn't sure if German Sparrow and the Rouen officials had any sort of connection.
Klein was taken aback for a second.
"The Resistance?"
Dhaniz smiled awkwardly.
"They're the ones who shout about independence. The natives are in charge of local affairs. Their base is deep in the jungle, above the sea. They cooperate with many pirates and adventurers. Of course, they're mainly supported by Feysacians and Intis. Missionaries from the God of Combat and the Eternal Blazing Sun often sneak over."
Bayam isn't too peaceful … Only after leaving the kingdom and coming to the sea did Klein truly understand what the international situation was. It wasn't something that could be compared to reading about the war in East Balam from the newspapers.
He nodded slightly and didn't object to paying a visit to the local faction.
After leaving the Wind of Azure Inn, Klein was led through the streets and alleys by the black-faced Dhaniz as they headed southeast.
After leaving the earliest confines of the City of Generosity, they entered a zone with completely different architectural styles. There were houses that were erected with wooden stakes, and the ground floors were empty. There were three to four-story buildings that had evolved from Loenese style buildings.
The roads that separated them were narrow and dirty, with a large number of stalls on both sides. They sold all kinds of headwear, earrings, and accessories made of stone. Among them, bright red and colorful ones were the most common.
"What a bunch of strange people with strange aesthetics. They like especially bright colors, just like the venomous snakes in the jungle," Dhaniz mumbled softly.
You people with Intis aren't any better. You advocate the color gold, luxury, and exquisiteness. It's obvious that you're a nouveau riche … Klein lampooned inwardly.
They passed by dark-skinned, thin, and shriveled natives, passing through alleys with clothes hanging on their heads. Suddenly, the area in front of them opened up as they arrived at a square that wasn't too big.
On the square, a group of natives surrounded a pool in the middle. They were either kneeling, prostrating, mumbling, or singing softly. Their expressions were pious but numb.
The moment they sensed someone approaching, they suddenly got up and ran into the surrounding alleys in a panic.
The windows on the second, third, and fourth floors of the surrounding buildings closed with a bang. The square turned rather quiet, but Klein's spiritual perception told him that many people were behind the windows, at the corners of the alleys, and in dark corners, watching the strangers who had suddenly barged into this world.
Dhaniz lowered his head and suppressed his voice.
"Don't mind them. This is their way of protecting themselves."
"Oh?" Klein expressed his puzzlement.
Dhaniz chuckled.
"Before it was completely colonized, the natives of the Rorsted Archipelago had always believed in Sea God Cavituis. They believed that this deity, who often appeared in the form of a gigantic sea serpent, protected all the islands here to prevent them from being engulfed by earthquakes and tsunamis.
"Now, this belief has been banned on the surface. The Church of the Storm has also been cracking down on heretics. Even the Church of Evernight and the Church of Steam are unable to expand their influence here. There are only a few cathedrals.
"But in fact, how can such a belief that has existed for hundreds or even thousands of years be eliminated so easily? There are still many believers of Sea God in Bayam, Blue Mountain Island, and the Rorsted Sea. Even if a batch of people is captured every month or two and sentenced to all kinds of extreme punishment, it's impossible to reverse the situation in a short period of time. The main pillar of the Resistance is the believers of Sea God.
"In my opinion, it'll take at least another hundred years for the Sea God's faith to completely disappear. Of course, that's assuming that there are no other factors interfering."
Sea God Cavituis … His image is a gigantic sea serpent … Klein listened in thought as he followed Dhaniz into a four-story building in front of him on the right. They followed the narrow staircase to the top floor.
Dong dong dong! Dhaniz knocked on the door on his left.
"Who is it?" someone asked in a low voice.
Dhaniz chuckled in response.
"Friends who brought good wine and roasted meat."
"Where?" The person inside asked a strange question.
Dhaniz took a step back.
"On the sea."
Creak! The door slowly opened, and Klein saw a naked arm.
There was a blue, ferocious sea serpent tattooed on his arm.
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