635 Meeting (2/2)
The boss had wrinkles plastered across his face, but he only wore a coat made of beluga whale skin. The light-colored patterns had a strange beauty.
”How much?” The boss was drinking large mouthfuls of liquor, ignoring the messy placement of the goods.
”One and a quarter buckets,” Klein replied according to the predetermined secret password.
The boss's drinking actions instantly slowed down as he placed the cup of brownish-green alcohol onto the bar counter.
”Do you want to try some? It's many times purer than Nepos. It's considered the mistress of all Feysac men.”
This was a distilled liquor that's a specialty of Feysac. It's brewed with potatoes or grain. The alcohol purity was high, as stimulating and famous as Blaze. Compared to Sonia blood wine, its price was rather low, and it was well-liked by ordinary Feysacians.
”There's no need.” Klein shook his head.
The boss chuckled.
”What kind of man are you if you don't drink Nepos?
”Are there only women in Loen?”
He mumbled before drinking another mouthful.
”Who introduced you here?”
”Ma'am Gehrmuses,” Klein said a name in the style of the local customs.
The boss exhaled, causing a strong scent of distilled liquor to linger in the air.
He staggered as he got up, like a polar bear performing at a circus.
After giving the store employee instructions, he brought Klein to a tiny room on the second story of the warehouse at the back.
”Let me search for it. Let's see…” the boss mumbled as he crouched.
Klein controlled the twitching of his facial muscles as he recalled a widely-spread joke in the Loen Kingdom.
”When is a Feysac man not drunk? When he's in his mother's womb.”
After waiting for a moment, Klein saw the boss find a pure crystal ball from his rummaging.
Then, the tipsy ”polar bear” had his back facing Klein as he rubbed his hands on it, softly chanting the tongue-twisting ancient Hermes.
The room gradually turned dark as all the corners without light sank like they were producing a strange attractive force.
The crystal ball quickly lit up, producing the figure of a woman wearing a black, classic robe.
She had an oval face and had very fair skin. Her eyes were deep black with a slight purple hue which was filled with mystery.
I'm seeing another Tarot Club member's actual appearance again… Klein stepped forward and received the crystal ball.
On the opposite end of the crystal ball, The Hermit Cattleya could also clearly see The World. He had black hair and brown eyes, with a thin and angular face.
Her gaze paused for a moment before she hesitantly said, ”Gehrman Sparrow?”
She discovered that the true strength and standards of the Tarot Club members were far stronger than she had expected. The World was actually the crazy hunter, Gehrman Sparrow, who was considered at the level of a pirate admiral!
My various assumptions of The World were problematic… Controlled, staid, experienced, and ruthless… Admiral of Stars didn't feel overly surprised.
”Yes, Ma'am Cattleya.” Klein gestured for the boss to leave the room.
After it became extremely quiet, Admiral of Stars Cattleya asked once again, ”I'm very curious. How did you recognize my identity? I've been very careful when participating in the gatherings.”
Of course, she had jumped in fright when The World, who had chosen to speak privately with her, immediately greeted her with ”Admiral of Stars.”
And it was partly because of this that she chose to take on The World's commission.
”A secret.” Klein smiled politely.
As he didn't wish for her to make connections to Mr. Fool, he calmly added, ”Your eyes are very special.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
”Can I understand that as a form of praise?” Cattleya smiled, feeling somewhat enlightened.
She believed that The World had previously only relied on her eyes and other details to suspect that she was Admiral of Stars, but she wasn't certain. Hence, he had probed her with language, and her reaction told him the correct answer.
Klein didn't respond as he switched to asking, ”When can we set off?”