Seeing Miss Messenger vanish, Klein thought about which demigods he could contact in a short period of time, but he realized that there weren't any. All he could do was turn his attention back to the problem of what he should do next.
The city-wide broadcast will definitely make Sea King Jaan Kottman search for Helmosuin while doing his best to search for traces of the Sea God and his believers. It's easy to be noticed if I head out in the middle of the night. Therefore, I can only continue staying here and wait for daybreak.
I can't take the ship tomorrow. If I were to encounter an attack midway, I might implicate everyone on the ship. Furthermore, it's not discreet enough.
Hmm … I'll summon an undersea creature and leave on a whale ship. I'll use the deserted islands and reefs along the way to rest and change ships before arriving at the next port … Since Orange Light said that I have to make close contact to sense that characteristic, even if I amplify the perception that the Mother Goddess of Desire has through rituals or believers, it wouldn't exceed a city. It might even be a street. This can also explain why I only encountered a trap when I arrived in Oravi.
As long as I leave Bayam, I should be able to escape being watched …
Just as Klein's thoughts gradually turned clear, the radio transceiver suddenly picked up another signal!
He hurriedly approached it and quickly recorded it. Then, he used a codebook to translate it into the corresponding letters to form words.
Before long, the telegram's content appeared on the paper. The ink was dark:
"I see you."
I see you … As Klein read the sentence, he felt a chill rise in his heart.
…
Bayam, in an ordinary residential building not far from the governor-general's office.
In a spacious basement, candles burned silently as they scattered a faint yellow light in the surroundings.
Silver Venomous Snake Oder had already taken off his hooded robe as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a trembling voice.
He said with an unsteady voice, "Lord Señor, I have no idea how Helmosuin's true hiding spot was discovered."
Señor was wearing an old triangular hat. His eyes were sunken and his face was frighteningly pale, looking more like an evil spirit than a human. He raised his hand to wipe the two tufts of black beard above his lips, his light brown eyes coldly glancing at Oder's face. This famous adventurer could not help but lower his head.
After staring at him in silence for a few seconds, Admiral of Blood, who was wearing a pair of white trousers and a red coat, said in a deep and hoarse voice, "That's right.
"Less than three minutes after the telegram was sent, the news spread throughout the city, and the content was part of the telegram.
"I suspect that there's another force that has begun to pay attention to the radio and has obtained our codebook from Old Quinn."
"Yes, yes, that must be it!" Silver Coin Viper Oder hurriedly echoed, hoping that Admiral of Blood wouldn't believe that he had lost the great scientist, Helmosuin, because of his incompetence.
He knew very well how cruel this pirate admiral was to his subordinates who had done wrong.
Señor swept a glance at Oder and sneered.
"But no matter what, you failed.
"If it wasn't for you and your mistress giving me plenty of joy, I would've made you pull out your intestines!
"Send a telegram and tell that eavesdropper who might or might not exist that I've seen him. Let him spend the night in fear and unease. That's the only thing you can do at present."
When Oder heard that, he immediately heaved a silent sigh of relief. He looked fearfully at Admiral of Blood and the bloody altar on the table behind him.
He respectfully replied, "Yes, Lord Señor!"
He had just imagined that he would be a part of the sacrifice.
After Oder left the basement, Senor turned his head to look at the altar that was covered in human heads, organs, limbs, and blood. He spoke with a more respectful attitude than Oder had spoken to him.
With a more respectful attitude than Oder, he said, "Lord Shanks, is the ritual a success?"
"It's a success. All that's left and right is to await God's response." A cold and emotionless voice sounded from the hanging curtains around the altar.
Then, as though the curtains had a life of their own, the two sides curled up and smoothly tied themselves into a knot before landing in the middle of the altar.
A slightly transparent figure had appeared beside the altar at some point in time. His skin was slightly brown, and the wrinkles on his face formed deep ravines. His white hair was sparse like autumn leaves, as though he had lived for many, many years.
He humbly looked at the candlelight as his brown eyes remained motionless.
Admiral of Blood Señor didn't dare say another word as he stood beside Lord Shanks and waited for the changes to happen to the altar.
Suddenly, the candlelight was dyed with all sorts of colors. Each color seemed to correspond to the different desires of the person watching it.
The human heads, organs, limbs, and blood on the altar moved without any wind. Layer after layer piled up as though they were melting candles.
Before long, they formed a tree of flesh and blood that wasn't very tall. Its surface was uneven, like the shell of a walnut.
Badump! Badump! Badump!
Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there seemed to be a beating heart that was powerful and forceful.
When Señor couldn't stand the noise any longer, the Tree of Flesh and Blood withered and rotted into a pile of mud before spreading out.
Where it originally was, there was a flesh-colored, moist, and sticky ball.
Soon, the little ball grew four limbs and a head, turning into a palm-sized humanoid creature.
Its face didn't have eyes, a nose, or ears. All it had was a hole-like mouth.
Grayish-White fog spewed out from the mouth before shrinking back. This happened several times without stopping.
The elder named Shanks piously and passionately chanted the Mother Tree of Desire several times before reaching out to grab the strange tiny person.
Silently, the candlelight was extinguished. However, to a Wraith with night vision, this didn't affect their ability to see.
Admiral of Blood Señor stared at Shanks and heard the lord say in a deep voice, "For this ritual, we have prepared for too long.
"For this ritual, we have prepared for too long, and God's gift can help us sense the existence of the present in a larger range.
"Then, we can use the glasses made by members of the Life School of Thought to accurately find him!"
As he spoke, Shanks took out a monocle from his inner pocket. It looked no different from a normal monocle, but it shimmered with a lustrous white luster in the darkness.
"Lord Shanks, what do we do next?" Señor asked respectfully.
The deeply wrinkled Shanks thought for a few seconds.
"After daybreak, we'll seek out the target.
"If he has a powerful helper, we'll monitor him and prevent him from leaving our sensing range. Then, we'll patiently wait for Lord Suah to arrive.
"If he doesn't have a protector and is very weak, we'll directly take action."
Upon hearing the name "Suah," Señor's forehead clearly twitched. It was as though that lord's name alone was enough to instill fear in him.
He slowly drew a breath and said, "Yes, Lord Shanks!"
After answering, Señor instinctively touched the necklace hanging in front of his chest.
The necklace seemed to be made of pure silver, and the pendant looked like an ancient-looking coin.
The necklace seemed to be made of pure silver, and the pendant looked like an ancient coin.
…
Klein, who had been frightened by the telegram, didn't sleep much in the latter half of the night. At daybreak, he sacrificed his luggage, wallet, and most of his cash above the gray fog.
After cleaning up the traces, he paid the bill at the hotel's front desk. He took a carriage straight to the borders of Bayam and headed up the mountain, seemingly heading for the cemetery prepared for the natives.
Midway, he suddenly turned into the woods, planning to walk straight to the edge of the cliff. There was already a massive undersea creature waiting there!
Birds chirped and insects crawled in the woods. From time to time, small beasts scuttled past. Klein walked on the humus ground at an extremely fast pace.
Along the way, he saw mushrooms growing after the rain, as well as trash left behind by Bayam citizens from picnics. Everything was so peaceful, accompanied by the fresh morning air.
A leaf floated down, but Klein didn't stop as he easily dodged it.
At that moment, the leaf suddenly sped up and even made a strange turn, sticking to his mouth and nose.
It was like an adult's palm, firmly covering Klein's nose and mouth, preventing him from breathing.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Branches fell from the surrounding trees and shot at Klein like arrows.
As for the debris and paper left behind from the picnics, they seemed to have a life of their own. They connected together, turning into an impenetrable net that "pounced" over!
PS: It's a little awkward. There aren't many words, so I'll update first.
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