Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

"Pray for the help of the goddess of the night to help me have my own place in the spiritual world."

"Night herb, the herb belonging to the red moon, please transfer your power to my spell!"

"Moon Flower, the herb belonging to the Red Moon, please transfer your power to my spell!"

At this time, the candle light suddenly became brighter!

After Olvia finished reciting, she closed her eyes for two minutes, picked up the "Full Moon Essential Oil", and put a drop on each of the three candles.

Then, she grabbed the piece of imitation parchment, brought it close to the candle that symbolized "I", waited until it was lit, and immediately threw it into the cauldron.

However, just when Olvia finished all this, a darkness suddenly enveloped everything.

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Looking at the trembling child in front of him, Klein smiled slightly.

"That's a messenger, you can understand him as a postman."

Klein also didn't look at the two little guys, as if they were talking about what they had for breakfast today.

"Messenger?" Denton could barely control his voice.

"The world is so big, there will always be some strange creatures. Believe me, although it looks ferocious and scary, it is actually very gentle and professional... It just sent me a letter on behalf of a friend far away."

Klein explained briefly, trying to describe the nearly four-meter-tall skeleton messenger as pitiful, weak, and helpless.

After a night of panic, Donna had calmed down a lot because she had not suffered much damage. Her eyes shone unconsciously and she said:

"Okay, so amazing!

"It's like listening to a story!"

"Cool!" Denton also expressed his opinion.

Then, he asked with some confusion: "But why didn't others see it? They didn't react!"

"That's because your souls are pure." Klein said with a slight curl of his lips.

This was a white lie. After all, it couldn't be directly said that it was a matter of specially cured meat. That would make the two curious little guys unable to help but try it.

In this way, not to mention the problem of illness caused by large amounts of intake, just turning on the spiritual vision indiscriminately is a very dangerous thing - even if Klein can support the consumption of spiritual vision for a long time, he does not dare to turn it on all the time. Sometimes, seeing something you shouldn't see can lead to madness or even death!

"We, can we also have our own messenger?" Donna asked curiously and excitedly.

"It depends on luck." Klein replied succinctly with a calm expression.

But he couldn't help but complain in his heart:

I don’t even have a messenger of my own!

If you want to get a messenger, you must first design an accurate summoning ritual and prepare the corresponding spiritual world creature contract. This is a specialized field of knowledge, and it is very easy to summon bad things if you mess around. Therefore, Klein does not dare to be reckless until he is sure. try.

"Yeah." Donna looked forward to it.

Then, she whispered:

"Uncle, we will keep it a secret for you!"

Next to her, Denton nodded heavily.

At this time, a new passenger who had boarded the ship at Damir Port walked onto the deck with his luggage.

After "Fire Flame" Danitz finished sending the telegram, he decided to interrupt his vacation and go to the capital of the Rhoside Islands to stay on standby, considering that the captain might have some instructions.

Through his own channels, he obtained a ship ticket, put on a wig, blackened his eyebrows, and easily boarded the White Onyx, waiting for the passenger ship to blow its whistle and leave the port.

Hey, just as Emperor Russell said, capable people will always be a little tired...

Daniz walked towards the cabin and looked around leisurely. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

He saw the young adventurer in a black coat, gentle in appearance but crazy in nature, standing on the bow of the ship, smiling politely at himself like a gentleman.

Daniz's facial muscles became stiff little by little.

After discovering that a pirate worth 3,000 pounds had dressed up and boarded the ship, Klein suddenly became a little wary. He smiled and said to Donna and the Denton siblings next to him:

"I have a friend."

He stepped forward calmly on the outside and walked towards the fourth boatswain of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", his eyes locked firmly on him.

"Fire" Daniz, whose smile was already stiff, saw the young adventurer with crazy blood flowing slowly approaching, and a thought suddenly came to his mind:

run!

Run!

Try your best to escape!

Even if you use extraordinary abilities and reveal your true identity, you must escape immediately!

In his eyes, that reserved and cold adventurer was a real monster in human skin!

Just when Daniz was about to take action, he suddenly calmed down because he remembered what happened last night:

The other party did not attack him and let him leave!

In other words, he does not have any hostility to hunt me down, and can resolve the current crisis through communication...

Running away directly will intensify the conflict...

"Fire Flame" Daniz's thoughts were racing in his mind. Relying on his rich experience, he forcibly controlled his legs and waited in place seemingly normally.

Klein walked up to him step by step, smiled and said:

"Good morning, we meet again."

That gentle and polite smile made Daniz shiver inexplicably, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and said:

"Good morning."

Klein maintained his character and his expression turned colder:

"What are you doing on board?"

"Go to the Rhoside Islands." "Fire" Daniz, who is also a well-known pirate, answered honestly.

"What are you doing there?" Klein asked calmly.

Daniz forced a smile and said:

"Wait for our captain's order, maybe there will be a mission."

He should chase me off the ship. No matter what, a pirate on a passenger ship has potential risks...

After saying this, Danitz guessed the possible development in his mind.

This is a pretty good result for him. At most, it's just a waste of a ticket.

Klein fell silent, and the silence made Danitz shudder.

After five or six seconds, he spoke again:

"Which cabin are you staying in?"

"First class, room 312." Danitz raised the ticket in his hand to his eyes.

He didn't dare to look down, fearing that the other party would take the opportunity to attack.

Klein nodded slightly:

"Is there a servant's room?"

"Yes."

"Flame" Danitz answered subconsciously, but he was extremely confused in his heart. He didn't understand the meaning of the other party's question at all.

Then, he heard the other party say calmly as if he was instructing a subordinate:

"Where do you sleep."

Ah?

Where?

I sleep in the servant's room?

Aren't you going to chase me off the ship?

Danitz was a little stunned and blurted out:

"Why?"

Klein glanced at him and said indifferently:

"Hostage."

Hostage?

He was worried that I would go aboard as an insider to facilitate the subsequent pirate group to hijack the White Agate, so he planned to use me as a hostage?

That makes sense. If that's the case, even if I get off the ship now, I can't avoid the pirate group's attack next time. It's better to take a hostage to facilitate negotiations...

Shit, I hate this kind of arrogant and cold guy who can't speak human language the most. He always only says one or two words, or half a sentence, and the rest is up to you to guess! If, if I really can't beat him, I won't communicate with this guy!

Why did I think his temper was very suitable for me before?

I must be crazy...

Danitz thought with itchy teeth.

"Okay."

He exhaled helplessly.

"Go to your cabin." Klein maintained the perfected Gehrman Sparrow persona.

Huh...

"Flame" Danitz carried the suitcase and reluctantly led the monster in human skin into the cabin, to the upper floor, and arrived at room 312.