After the pressure was relieved, Klein casually pulled a chair over and placed it by the door. He sat opposite King of the Five Seas Nast across the hall.
Although the Pirate King was more than 1.90 meters tall and sat on a black platform, looking down from above, Klein wasn't at a disadvantage at all. He put on his top hat again.
After a brief silence, Nast, who had the orthodox title of Earl of White Maple, said in a dignified voice,
"Give me a reason to answer your question."
Klein leisurely leaned back with his thin body.
"The reason is that when you need to make a deal with me in the future, you don't need to hear such a request."
The dark red light in Nast's black eyes flickered as he changed the subject.
"I basically know all the active saints in this World, but that doesn't include you."
Klein stroked the feathered mask that covered his face, smiled, and instead of answering, he asked, "Why are you here?
Instead of answering, he asked, "Have you met Zaratul?"
"I've met 'Him' twice in Rosell The Great's palace, and I've also interacted with quite a number of members of the Secret Order," King of the Five Seas Nast replied in a straightforward but authoritative tone.
Quite a number of members of the Secret Order … I'll introduce you when I'm free … Klein couldn't help but mutter inwardly.
He then smiled.
"I've also met Zaratul."
Nast raised his hand to stroke his short black beard. His already tall figure seemed to swell up a little, oppressing the captain's cabin into a heavy and dark atmosphere.
After a few seconds, he stared at Klein in a condescending manner.
"My impression of Rosell The Great is very simple:
"There's no one more suitable than 'Him' to become the Black Emperor."
He didn't explain the exact meaning and direction of the Black Emperor, not caring if the demigod opposite him could understand.
So that's how it is … From the King of the Five Seas' words, although the Emperor's diary indicated that he had only made up his mind to switch to the Black Emperor pathway in his final years and had made the corresponding preparations, in fact, he had long had a certain level of understanding and inclination. It had unknowingly appeared, and he had made many arrangements ahead of time … Klein thought in enlightenment.
He believed that this was roughly what King of the Five Seas Nast knew about Emperor Roselle. After all, they had only met twice. Hence, he asked,
"Did the Great Emperor ask you or your father to do any secret things in his later years?"
The crown on Nast's head swayed as he said in a deep voice,
"Someone once asked me the same question."
Klein laughed and made a bold guess.
"Bernadette?"
"Yes." Nast held onto the two sides of the iron-black throne. "Back then, she was still very young and immature. To think that she would ask such a question. With Emperor Roselle's status and level in his later years, what secret matter could be more confidential than his own plans and secret actions that he entrusted to me and my father? "
This is implying that I'm as immature as Bernadette back then … Klein sighed and smiled.
"To people who are concerned about such matters, even if there's only a sliver of hope, they aren't willing to let it go."
This was also the reason why he had come to meet the King of the Five Seas after using an illusion to hide the liner.
He wanted to find clues to the door of light above the gray fog in the real World. Apart from finding a way to confirm the identity of the third transmigrator, he also had to investigate Rosell The Great. This was a necessary choice!
The dark red glow in King of the Five Seas Nast's eyes contracted and expanded.
"What's your relationship with Rosell The Great?"
Klein thought for a moment and sighed.
"We can be considered old friends."
After all, on the mysterious door of light, even if their corresponding cocoons weren't 'spread' on the left and right, there was only one obstacle separating them. They had been hanging together for hundreds of years.
This was a relationship on a practical level. But on a psychological level, Klein, who had read so many of the Emperor's diaries, had unwittingly come to see him as a fellow countryman. He shared the same emotional home and identity as him.
Nast stared at the demigod who sat at the door as thin as a book for a while before retracting his gaze.
"Is there anything else?"
Klein was already prepared as he asked unhurriedly, "What's the matter?
"In your mind, what's so special about Rosell The Great in his later years?"
The slightly wrinkled Nast was silent for a long time.
"I don't know much about him, so I can't find anything unusual.
"The only thing that I find strange is that when my father and I met 'Him' a few times, 'He' would stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to the west and stare into the distance. This happens in the morning, noon, and evening. And that room doesn't only have a row of floor-to-ceiling windows."
"West … Far away … Fog Sea?" Klein muttered to himself as though he was seeking confirmation.
He recalled the mysterious primitive island that the Emperor had mentioned in his diary. He recalled the Abyss hidden somewhere in the Fog Sea.
King of the Five Seas Nast nodded slightly.
"That's also my guess."
Phew … Klein silently exhaled. After some consideration, he stood up and said, "I'm done with my questions.
"That's all my questions. Please forgive me for my sudden visit.
"Earl, may I know how I can help you with the transaction?"
He was fulfilling the promise he had just made.
King of the Five Seas Nast fell silent for two seconds.
"Help me find the Card of Blasphemy that corresponds to the Black Emperor."
For an instant, Klein suspected that the Pirate King was testing him, but he immediately felt that it was difficult to connect a demigod of unknown origins to the wielder of the Dark Emperor card. He smiled.
He smiled and said, "I'll do my best.
"However, the question from before isn't worth a Card of Blasphemy. If I can obtain it, I'll use the contents inside to trade with you. Of course, I might only be able to provide clues to that card."
Nast stroked the armrest of his iron-black throne and replied without any emotion, "That's all."
"That's all."
Klein took off his hat again and bowed. Then, he opened the door and returned to the deck.
Under the watch of Terror Viscount Bord Mustang and company, he raised his arms.
His body rapidly shrank as the feathered mask on his face unfurled. In just two to three seconds, he had transformed into a normal red-headed sea eagle.
The red-headed sea eagle immediately flapped its wings and flew into the dark wind and rain, disappearing from the sight of the Black Emperor's pirates.
So this is a demigod … Bord Mustang looked up into the sky and sighed.
Although one's inclination towards madness and losing control would only worsen if they took another step forward at Sequence 5, making it more likely for a Beyonder to fail their advancement, the title of demigod remained tempting. This was because as long as one successfully took that step, they would obtain godhood, changing the very essence of their life. Be it their lifespan or abilities, they would completely exceed the limits of humans, making them high and mighty.
Inside the steam-powered liner, Klein gave up on controlling the red-headed sea eagle, allowing it to fall into the sea without anyone seeing it, becoming food for the fish.
And at this moment, the passengers on the liner were extremely tense. This was because the Black Emperor was about to approach.
In fact, this was something that should have happened a few minutes ago, but for some reason, the Black Emperor ignored the liner and continued straight ahead. As for the liner, it didn't take the opportunity to escape. Instead, it circled around the Black Emperor, maintaining a distance of a few hundred meters.
This strange situation lasted for a while before it finally came to an end. The distance between the two ships was only a few dozen meters.
The Black Emperor passed the liner from the side and sailed into the night that was a mix of wind and rain, never to return.
The passengers and crew watched in a daze. After a few minutes, they came to a realization.
The Black Emperor had left! It didn't attempt to plunder!
A number of passengers let out cheers, while others had tears streaming down their faces. A number of them slumped to the ground weakly and relaxed themselves. Only a small number of people maintained their clarity of mind. They were filled with questions about what had just happened, but they were unable to come up with an answer that matched the situation.
All they could do was console themselves, "The Black Emperor has likely completed a plunder. Furthermore, it's a liner and not a freighter, so it didn't catch his eye!"
As a sense of relief filled the entire ship, the Dawn Dantès Klein cast his gaze north.
Compared to King of the Five Seas Nast, who had only met Rosell a few times, there was another person who was more familiar with the emperor.
Queen Mystic Bernadette!
This lady, who was a pirate king just like Nast, had recently been frequenting Baekeland!
When I return to Baekeland, I'll get Admiral of Stars to contact Queen Mystic and try to meet her again as soon as possible … Klein retracted his gaze, drew the curtains, and lay back in bed.
…
Rorsted Archipelago, on the Future.
Admiral of Stars Cattleya finally received a reply from Queen Mystic Bernadette.
She had no idea when the invisible messenger had arrived, but this didn't stop her from surging with joy.
After tearing open the envelope and unfolding the letter, Cattleya eagerly read the first line at the top of the letter.
"That's indeed a descendant of Charles …"
That Artisan is really a direct descendant of Rosell The Great … I can't allow him to mingle with the Primordial Moon believers any longer. I have to bring him to the Future … As Cattleya thought, she nodded indiscernibly.
After making the decision, she recalled Artisan Charve's troublesome character and character. She felt that she had the duty and responsibility to discipline him.
After some deliberation, she walked to the window of the captain's cabin and cast her gaze outside.
After some searching, her gaze landed on Frank Lee, who was sitting by the side of the ship and chewing on a mushroom.
"Frank," Cattleya shouted in her usual tone.
Frank, who was rolling up his sleeves, immediately snapped out of his thoughts.
"Captain, is there something?"
Cattleya said solemnly, "Captain, what's the matter?"
"I'll give you an experimental assistant in the future."
Frank was first taken aback before he revealed a pure smile.
"Alright!"
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