Chapter 509: Request
"Timothys?"
"They're still in the restaurant," Urdi Branch subconsciously replied.
He then pointed to the area where the moldy head had been purified and
anxiously asked, "What was that just now?"
Maintaining Gehrman Sparrow's persona, Klein didn't answer and glanced
at Danitz before walking directly past Donna's family to the tightly
closed door of the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Blazing Danitz held his lantern and was relieved having finally
completed a goal. He straightened his back, looked at Urdi and the
others, and scoffed.
"You don't have to worry about what that was. Just know that it's a
monster that will harm you."
If Gehrman Sparrow wasn't only a few meters away, he even wanted to
proclaim: Only I, Lord Blazing Danitz, can protect you!
Cleves exchanged glances with Cecile and Teague before taking the
initiative to step forward. He comforted his employers and said, "Leave
your questions to after we get back to the White Agate."
Frankly speaking, the three bodyguards had all been adventurers for
varying periods of time. However, their understanding of monsters was
still stuck at the level of folklore or stories of their drunken peers.
They still found it rather surreal, as though they were in a dream.
However, since they had seen creatures like murlocs before, it wasn't
that hard to accept other things. At most, they were a little weirder
and uglier than murlocs.
When they thought of this, their hearts calmed significantly, and the
guns in their hands seemed to regain their strength.
However, the pure light that descended from the sky still exceeded their
scope of understanding. They only felt that their world view, outlook on
life, and values that had long been formed had begun wavering. All they
could do was temporarily ignore it, suppressing all their emotions to
the bottom of their hearts.
Klein stopped at the door of the Green Lemon Restaurant, raised his
right hand, and tapped it with his fingers.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
After he knocked three times in a rhythmic fashion, no one answered and
there was silence.
If not for the candlelight shining through the windows and the cracks in
the door, Klein would've thought it was an empty building that had long
been abandoned.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
He knocked three more times.
Within the restaurant, the silence continued. Everyone seemed to be
abiding by the custom of not responding to any knocking in foggy
weather.
Klein retracted his right hand and patted the hem of his double-breasted
frock coat.
Suddenly, he leaned back, lifted his knees, and kicked his right foot
forward.
With a bang, the restaurant's door suddenly opened wide, and all the
nails that had fixed the copper lock popped out.
Wearing a tailcoat, the boss, Fox, with his pudgy, nearly-round face was
still standing in his original position. The ladies and gentlemen who
had chosen to stay the night all opened the doors one by one and stood
quietly at the door, looking over without a word.
"What... do you want?" Fox didn't flare up; his tone the same as before.
However, he had a revolver in his hand.
With his Spirit Vision activated, Klein turned his head and looked
around. He didn't find any traces of evil on any of the humans present.
His gaze landed on the boss of the restaurant, and his gaze turned
heavy. He looked into the owner's eyes and asked, "Where's the Timothy
family?"
Fox repressed his emotions, as though a storm was brewing in his dark
brown eyes while he looked at the man for two seconds. Finally, he
unnaturally turned his head and said, "There's another table.
Foreigners. Upstairs."
"Get them to come down," Klein ordered coldly.
Fox was silent for a few seconds, until the man quickly drew his gun and
aimed it at his head.
He took a deep breath and sent a waiter up to the second floor, leading
the Timothy family down the stairs.
"What happened?" Timothy was a man who was more than thirty years of
age. He was on vacation with his newly wedded wife.
Klein lowered his gun and flatly said, "Something unexpected has
happened in Bansy Harbor.
"Are you coming back with me to the ship or staying here?"
"Something unexpected?" While Timothy ruminated over the words, he saw
Urdi Branch outside nodding at him solemnly.
He knew that the other party was a very rich import and export merchant
who had three bodyguards with him. He believed that if there were any
unexpected circumstances, then it would be safer to stay with them, so
the answer was obvious.
As for the unique customs of Bansy Harbor, it was just a custom! He held
his wife's hand and walked towards the door, politely smiling as he
said, "All our things are on the ship. Of course we'll stick with you."
"Thank you," he and his new wife expressed their gratitude in unison,
walked past Klein, and joined with the Branch family outside.
Klein withdrew his revolver, politely bowed at Fox and said, "Excuse
us."
With that, he turned around and walked towards Cleves and company, who
were illuminated by the light leaking out from the restaurant.
With a thud, the door of the Green Lemon Restaurant closed once again,
swaying slightly in the wind.
Klein had actually noticed an unusual, subtle atmosphere just now, but
since his Spirit Vision failed to obtain anything, he didn't wish to
investigate it too deeply, lest he ignite the huge danger lurking in
Bansy Harbor.
He returned to Danitz's side and did a headcount with the light of the
lantern.
*Donna's family of four, their three bodyguards, the Timothy couple, and
several servants are all present...* Klein switched the hands in
which he held his revolver and cane with, lifted his gun-wielding right
hand, slipped it deep into the double-breasted frock coat, and rubbed
the Sun Brooch.
With a flash of dark golden light, an invisible force quickly spread
outwards, flooding everyone present like a wave.
Instantly, Donna and the others felt as if they had arrived in the
south, like they were bathing in warm sunlight that dispersed the cold
chill within their bodies.
They were no longer as nervous and worried, as if they had found their
courage again. The remnant black colors obtained from the special cured
meat from Damir Harbor quickly disappeared along with the extremely
minute amounts of wicked feelings.
Sun Halo was able to enhance the courage of one's companions within a
twenty meter radius and purify any evil forces within them!
With the help of the brooch and while under the control of Klein's
spirituality and psyche, he could use the power of the sun to bypass any
targets he didn't wish to help.
"Let's head to the telegraph office first." Klein repeated himself as he
held his cane in his left hand and his revolver in his right. After
getting his bearings, he proceeded forward.
Danitz followed his directions and walked diagonally to the side.
Cleves, Cecile, and Teague very professionally took charge of security
for the other two flanks.
*With a party of more than 15 people, it's easy for us to suffer losses
once we're attacked. Moreover, only Blazing can truly be considered a
helper... What should I do?* Thinking back to the monsters he
had encountered, Klein suddenly slipped the revolver back into his
underarm holster and handed the cane to his right palm.
He reached into his pocket with his left hand and removed the wall of
spirituality around an iron cigar case. He took out Azik's copper
whistle and held it in his hand, occasionally tossing it up.
He believed that such an action would divert the attention of the undead
monsters which only had one head left from the others, leaving the
copper, ancient whistle as the only thing in their "eyes!"
*This way, I don't have to worry about not being able to rescue them in
time. That's the effect of an MT!*[Main Tank. A term used in gaming for a character that takes on all the aggro and damage.] Klein sighed and quickened
his pace.
At this moment, three shriveled heads covered in mold flew out from the
thin fog in front of him. They charged towards Klein from different
directions like arrows, completely ignoring the existence of the other
delicious meat.
Three! Danitz's pupils contracted, a little worried that
Gehrman Sparrow would end up flustered, but he also looked forward to
seeing his true strength.
Three... Klein calmly shook his left hand and threw Azik's
whistle into the air.
The heads with esophaguses hanging down from them immediately drew an
arc and headed for their primary target.
Klein took a step back and, without any expression, raised his hand and
squeezed the Sun Brooch.
All of a sudden, dense golden flames were produced where the copper
whistle was as a holy aura was emanated.
Fire of Light!
The three skinny heads let out miserable shrieks at the same time,
turning into dust under the golden light.
Klein took two steps forward and reached out to catch Azik's copper
whistle.
...That can actually work? Another mystical item? Danitz froze
for two seconds, flabbergasted at how easily the assault had been
resolved.
At that moment, Timothy and his wife also clearly saw what the things
which were attacking them looked like. One of them turned pale from
fright while the other asked, flustered, "W-what was that?
Donna immediately turned around and nodded seriously.
"Leave your questions to after we get back to the White Agate."
With that said, she put her finger to her lips, mimicking Uncle
Sparrow's meaning of "silence."
Remembering the holy aura displayed by the young man in front of him,
Timothy swallowed hard and pulled at his wife's hand. He fell silent
while remaining alert, and his servants had no choice but to obey upon
seeing this.
The group continued on through the moonlit streets. The lights of the
houses on either side of the streets were extinguished, leaving only
darkness behind the oriel windows.
Donna felt as if pairs of eyes were following her and the others, but
for some reason no one showed up.
They must all be afraid of Uncle Sparrow! She held her
brother's hand tight and walked amidst the protective circle of her
parents.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the side of the street. He wore a black
cloak and leaned forward, revealing a neck that was still bleeding.
There was nothing above the neck, with the interior of the cloak
reflecting the moonlight.
Gasp!
The headless figure let out a beast-like growl that sounded like gasping
as it rushed towards Klein, stomping on the street to the point that the
ground slightly shook.
A spot it passed by just happened to be in Danitz's path. This infamous
pirate cursed and flung an orange-yellow fireball which had been
repeatedly compressed from his hand.
Boom!
The fireball exploded, causing the headless man to retreat several
steps.
His clothes were tattered, and his skin quickly charred while his cloak
was set on fire.
However, to the monsters that had already lost their lives, this wasn't
a serious injury.
And in that instant, with a crisp crack, the scarlet flame on the black
cloak suddenly soared into the air, as if it were blooming.
Klein, in his coat, jumped out of the flames, borrowing the momentum
from his fall and his own strength in order to stab the cane he held in
both hands directly into the headless man's neck.
Splat!
The cane sank into the headless man's body and emerged from his crotch.
Bam! Klein's back muscles bulged, forcefully throwing the
headless monster to the ground!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he stood behind the monster and
continued to grip the cane tightly while he poured his spirituality into
the Sun Brooch.
He had already used his Spirit Vision to determine that Holy Light
Summoning, Cleave of Purification, and Fire of Light were all unable to
deal with this blackish-green monster in a short amount of time, so he
could only use another method.
Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds. The headless man struggled
with all his might, but like a snake, he fell to his knees and was
firmly nailed to the ground by the cane.
Two seconds, one second!
Klein opened his mouth and spat out a word in ancient Hermes.
"Sun!"
Specks of radiance appeared and turned into water droplets that
sprinkled over the headless man's body.
Sizzle! When the blackish-green gas was emitted, Klein let go
of his cane and took two steps to the side.
Within the sparse "rain," the headless man continuously twitched before
finally calming down, eventually melting into a pool of blood.
*No Beyonder characteristics... This means it's not the real enemy. At
most, it can be considered as a created "servant"...* Klein
withdrew his cane, turned, and walked back to the group.
"So cool!" Denton let out a belated cheer.
Donna's eyes sparkled.
*He was still borrowing the powers of a mystical item... However, his
phasing away during the flames has indicated his true strength. He
really isn't easy to deal with...* Blazing Danitz retracted his
gaze, feeling that his decision not to mindlessly run off had been
extremely wise.
Seven or eight minutes later, the group that cleared out two more waves
of monsters arrived at the Bansy Port's telegraph office.
Cleves took the initiative and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A gentle female voice came from inside.
"We're looking for the captain of the White Agate, Mr. Elland," Cleves
answered through the door.
In the quiet night, the woman's voice spoke at a moderate pace.
"He and his first mate went next door to the cathedral."
*The person speaking sounds odd, or is she like that only on similar
nights?* Klein flicked a gold coin and confirmed that she wasn't
lying.
As they were preparing to leave, the female voice in the telegraph
office hesitated and said, "Can... Can you guys... help me... take note
of someone?
"He's my... colleague. He went out before the wind started tonight...
and never came back.
"His name... is Paavo Court."