546 Spirit World (1/2)
Upon returning to the real world, Klein extinguished the candles, put away the remaining items, and carefully checked the situation in the warehouse.
Luckily for him, the whirlpool of seawater created by Kalvetua had completely wiped the area clean, leaving only the subsequent sprays of rain, the blackened patches from the lightning strikes, and sparse piles of ash, as well as the ravines produced by Klein's two feet
The traces are easy to deal with.I can get Danitz to use his fireball to ”wash” the place later, disguising it as an internal strife between pirates... Klein nodded indiscernibly and pulled out one of the few remaining paper figurines. He shook his forearm and flicked his wrist
The paper figurine flew out and burned on its own before turning into black ash.
After doing all of this, Klein walked towards the door, frowning as he walked.
The soles of his boots were gone, and the rest of his clothes were tattered and torn, wet, or charred.
This was unavoidable under those circumstances, as it wasn't something a paper figurine could withstand —the tearing was a result of the potent suction from the whirlpool, the moist sensation came from Kalvetua's torrential rain, and the charred black marks were a result of being struck by bolts of lightning in the interval when Klein was using his Paper Figurine Substitutes. Even now, despite having calmed down, his right forearm still spasmed a few times due to the electric shock.
It cost me 8 pounds 6 soli... I have to get a new set of clothes... I had divined danger and had made preparations, but I didn't expect Kalvetua to be more powerful and crazier than I had expected... I hope that I'll gain something later. Klein silently shook his head. He restrained his expression and endured the pain before coming to the door and knocking three times.
Danitz, who was constantly uneasy, hesitated for two seconds before he opened the door.
Discovering that Gehrman Sparrow had returned to his cold and reserved state, with him no longer emitting a hunger and madness that struck terror to his spirituality, Danitz let out a sigh of relief. He took a glance inside and asked, ”Is it over?”
”No.” Klein curled the corners of his lips and revealed a gentle smile.
Not yet? Danitz jumped in fright
”W-what else needs to be done?”
Klein maintained his smile that concealed madness.
”A clean up is still necessary.
”That's basic courtesy.
A clean up... Danitz was stunned. Raising his right hand, he pointed at himself and said, ”Me?”
The corners of Klein's mouth widened.
”Or shall I do the honors?”
Then I would be eaten by Creeping Hunger! Danitz let out a hollow laugh.
”How should I clean this place?”
”Use a fireball,” Klein answered simply.
As a part-time pirate, it didn't take much effort for Danitz to understand Gehrman Sparrow's intentions. He walked past him and headed for the interior of the warehouse.
During this process, he had a few questions in his mind, which were quite puzzling.
Captain said that Creeping Hunger needs to devour a living person every day, but Gehrman Sparrow can only satisfy it after a battle. He usually doesn't bother with it. B-besides, in that battle just now, Gehrman Sparrow had used Steel Maveti's ice powers. He didn't feed it after... Strange... What secret lies behind this?
A seal of a certain level? Or, can it be that the organization behind him is capable of sealing Creeping Hunger?
As Danitz ”cleaned” the warehouse, Klein stood outside, looking up at the overhanging dark clouds, looking forward to what would happen next.
I've already sent the iron cigar case that's tainted with the gray fog's aura over, so all I need to do is wait for Kalvetua, a fake ”Sea God,” to collapse and die... I hope the Beyonders of the Church of Storms and the kingdom's military won't have the time to find it in time, or leave behind some items of certain value that they think little of... Klein slowly took in a deep breath, listening to the dull bombardment sounds coming from behind him.
In a hotel, Alger stood at the window, staring out at the overcast sky.
I received the Sanguine's anesthetic gas not long after the last Tarot Gathering. I was prepared to go out to sea to gather ingredients, but a week has passed, and I'm still stuck in Bayam... The corners of his mouth twitched as he shook his head.
First, there was the incident of The World hunting Steel Maveti. It earned him quite a sizable amount of money, and then he had to wait for the reward. After that, when the reward was obtained, he encountered the breakdown of that sea serpent, Kalvetua, and was ordered to search for the adventurers and archaeologists_Leticia and company.
I heard that during the investigation yesterday morning, Leticia and the others were found. The Mandated Punishers and the military seemed to have obtained some important clues, and quite a number of them went to Symeem Island... Heh, this is something that I'll never have dibs on... Alger retracted his gaze, pulled up his short robe that didn't reach his knees, and muttered to himself.
”Let it end as soon as possible.”
Once Kalvetua was completely dead and the tsunami was no longer a latent risk, he could leave the harbor. After leaving the City of Generosity, Bayam, he could work at advancing to Sequence 6 Wind-blessed.
As his mind whirred, Alger's heart skipped a beat and he turned around to look out the window.
He saw the clouds high in the sky quickly dissipate, with the crimson moon quietly hanging in the sky.
Klein slept until midnight, when he was suddenly jolted awake. He had vaguely sensed something.
He rolled out of bed, went to the window, and pulled back the curtains.
Crimson moonlight shone in, covering everything like frost It was cold and dreamy.
Klein looked out and saw that the clouds which hung low had disappeared. The bright crimson moon was high in the sky amidst the sparse stars.
This means that the confrontation between the Sea God and Sea King has ended? Klein pondered for two seconds, retracted his gaze, closed the curtain, took four steps counterclockwise, and went above the gray fog.