Chapter 518: On the Brink of Death

Without another word or care for Danitz, Klein pressed his top hat and

carried his suitcase down the gangway.

Are you really going to let me go? Blazing Danitz stood on the

deck, his face filled with suspicion.

Although he had expected such an outcome, with Gehrman Sparrow directly

letting him go while in Damir Harbor, making him capable of imagining

today's scene, he still couldn't believe it. He felt that everything

that befell him came too simply and easily.

*Regardless, I'm worth 3,000 pounds. No, this is the bounty offered only

by Loen! Isn't this madman, Gehrman Sparrow, an adventurer? How can he

let go of a huge amount of wealth in front of him? It's

incomprehensible... Heh, it's true that normal people can't understand

the mindset of lunatics...* Danitz gradually snapped back to his

senses. With his luggage in hand, he carefully descended the gangway and

stepped onto the concrete ground of the dock.

He straightened his back, lifted his head, and gave Gehrman Sparrow's

back a glance. He realized that he really wasn't turning back and was

following the path straight for Coastal Street.

Danitz didn't dare delay a second longer. He immediately turned around

and left through another path, occasionally changing directions and

using obstacles to look back, in order to ensure that he wasn't

followed.

Soon, he arrived at a row of houses near the warehouse at the dock.

Gehrman Sparrow really didn't use me as bait... After

triple-checking, Danitz finally relaxed completely.

At this moment, he finally felt like he was liberated. A dignified

boatswain of a Pirate Admiral like him no longer had to be bullied and

be ordered around like a servant!

*I can already foresee that tomorrow will be incomparably beautiful.

There will be a group of people vying to flatter me, wanting to become

my servants!* Danitz knocked happily on the door---three long

and three short---rhythmically.

*Hehe, Gehrman Sparrow asked me to give him the pirate point of contacts

in Bayam. I obviously only told him the ones that don't have a good

relationship with us. There's no way he could guess that our Golden

Dream point of contact is right at the dock...* Danitz picked at

his nose and breathed in the fresh sea breeze before a looming rain.

Bayam was a pivotal location of the Loen Kingdom's Central Sonia Sea

colonies. It was one of the largest cities in the region. There were

many powerful official Beyonders, and no matter how rampant the pirates

were, they didn't dare to openly show their faces here. Most of the

time, they had to rely on the local gangs or people with backgrounds to

handle the loot and purchase any necessities.

Of course, this didn't mean that they wouldn't come to Bayam. The Red

Theater here was the most famous brothel in the surrounding seas, and

countless pirates came to patronize this famous place. Even if one or

two of their peers were caught every once in a while, it didn't stop

them from rushing over.

In addition to the spice trade, the brothel industry was another major

pillar of the Rorsted Archipelago. Apart from the Red Theater, there

were many big or small brothels, out in the open or hidden all over the

place. They fully satisfied the desires of the seamen with ample energy.

As for the female pirates, they didn't have to worry about this problem.

As long as they were willing, they could always be satisfied. After all,

there was more demand than supply. At sea, where faith in the Lord of

Storms was mainstream, there had always been few females.

Similarly, the underground trade related to Beyonder ingredients and

mysticism was quite frequent here, and there were many circles.

*Those smaller ports are still better. We don't have to be afraid of

being discovered at all, and we can just openly sit in a bar, engage in

disputes with adventurers, and even fight them. As long as we don't

cause any trouble or cause any deaths, the local official Beyonders will

turn a blind eye. Heh, with their strength, they typically have to take

on tremendous risks if they wish to interfere...* Danitz thought

mockingly.

At that moment, he heard footsteps and saw the door creak open. A

familiar face entered his sight.

"Old man, did you not drink today?" Danitz smiled and greeted.

Standing at the door was one of the Golden Dream's contacts in the

Rorsted Archipelago, Old Rinn.

Old Rinn coughed twice and made way.

Danitz stepped into the dim room, his nose twitching suddenly.

He caught a whiff of Lanti Proof.

No, Old Rinn likes to drink locally-produced Bayam Black Rand!

As this thought flashed through his mind, Danitz was terrified.

Immediately following that, he saw a man with his back to him rise to

his feet. He was tall, dark, and muscular, and his hair was curled like

marbles.

"Steel" Maveti! Danitz's pupils contracted sharply.

This was the second mate of the Admiral of Blood, a great pirate with a

bounty of 6,000 pounds!

Waves of the sea breeze blew, swaying the thin, sharp leaves of the tree

in a precarious manner.

Klein was walking along Coastal Street at an adequate speed. In

contrast, the people around him were hurrying and walking quickly.

His spiritual intuition told him that it would take some time before the

storm would arrive, and that he had plenty of time to find a hotel.

Woosh!

The sound of the wind grew louder and louder. Tree branches fell to the

ground, and there weren't many people left on the street.

Klein was about to turn into another alley when he heard the sound of

hasty but disorderly running.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Danitz was running with all his might, but the scene in front of him

began to rock.

He felt an abnormal pain from his wound as he felt his vitality rapidly

sapping away. His Spirit Body had partially left his body, approaching

the legendary Underworld. As for the surrounding sounds, he could only

vaguely hear them, and everything in his line of sight looked like it

wasn't real.

If it wasn't for having Shadow Cloak, the ambush would've killed him.

But even so, he was still severely injured and could die on the streets

at any moment.

He was forced to run towards Coastal Street because of his will to warn

the captain that their point of contact had been compromised by the

Admiral of Blood, as well as the glimmer of hope brought by that crazy

but powerful figure.

*If it's him, then he would definitely be able to escape from the hands

of "Steel" Maveti's henchmen...* Danitz began to stagger, and

his body gradually grew cold.

Just as he was about to collapse, he saw Gehrman Sparrow standing by a

street corner. His refined face that hid madness appeared so genial at

that moment.

Plop!

Danitz fell on his back, his hands hanging limply over his chest,

revealing a hideous, exaggerated wound that was inflicted to his organs.

"Tell Captain that Old Rinn has been discovered. Steel Maveti did it for

that treasure!" Danitz saw Gehrman Sparrow kneel to his side as he

hurriedly spoke.

Klein recalled the bounty offered for Steel Maveti and asked in return,

"Admiral of Blood?"

"Yes, tell Captain! T-tell Captain!" Danitz gasped as he said.

After saying all that, he revealed a mournful smile.

"Don't worry about me. I'm a-about to die soon.

"Tell the Captain that all the money I've saved up has been turned into

real estate. Units 12 to 16 on Bayam's Amyris Avenue. The title deeds

a-are hidden in the wall of Unit 13's basement. H-help me sell them.

T-take the money to South Intis's Elema Town. G-give the money to my

parents. S-say that I've really made a fortune..."

Danitz paused, then he said with great difficulty, "S-say that I've

become an out-outstanding adventurer.

"Also... Help me s-say I'm sorry..."

His eyes suddenly became moist, as if he was recalling that rebellious

youth from back then.

I'm sorry, Old Man, Mother. I'm unable to return home...

Danitz's vision darkened, and he felt that his life was coming to an

end.

It was at this moment that he saw Gehrman Sparrow reach out and press

his hand to his wound and then swipe it.

Danitz's sorrow came to a sudden halt as he felt the already numb pain

in his chest and abdomen suddenly disappear as his left hand seemed to

suffer a fracture.

He looked at Klein blankly, and Klein looked back at him quietly. None

of them spoke for two seconds.

Finally, he looked down in astonishment and discovered that his lethal

wound had strangely healed. His left arm was badly mutilated, and even

his bones protruded out.

I-I'm fine now? Danitz blinked, still immersed in the sadness

and frustration of his brush with death.

"Why didn't you treat me first?" he asked blankly.

Klein looked back at the empty area on the other side of Coastal Street

and said in a calm tone, "Waiting for you to finish.

"That's basic courtesy.

Courtesy you son of a b\tch! I was really saying my last

words!* With a sudden jerk of his back, Danitz rolled to his

feet.

He warily looked towards the dock, where a thick cloud of smoke was

rising. It was none other than the result of the battle he had just been

engaged in.

*Because the house was set on fire by me, Steel Maveti was afraid that

it would catch the attention of the official Beyonders. As he was

confused by that shadow, he didn't chase after me...* Danitz

instantly understood the sequence of events.

"Let's find a place to stay first." Klein spread his hands and caught a

drop of rain.

Not knowing whether or not he had completely escaped danger, Danitz

immediately nodded.

"Okay."

*I can tell that this madman, Gehrman Sparrow, isn't afraid of Steel

Maveti at all. He's not even afraid of Admiral of Blood... At such

times, I especially admire his craziness... Damn, I exposed my wealth to

him.* Danitz had just exhaled when his body froze.

Klein walked silently ahead with his suitcase and cane with only one

thought echoing in his head.

Godd\mmit, a pirate is richer than I am...*

Empress Borough.

Audrey, who was about to leave Backlund, hid in her chemistry laboratory

and concocted the Psychiatrist potion with the ingredients she received

from Mr. Vampire---the fruit of the Tree of Elders, the blood of a

Mirror Dragon---and the other ingredients she had collected previously.

This time, she didn't get Susie to guard the door. Instead, she was to

sit inside and observe the whole process from the sidelines. Earl Hall

had already instructed everyone to not approach the young lady during

her experiments, but they had to pay attention to any unusual changes.

Phew... Audrey let out a small sigh of relief, pouring the

completed potion into a prepared glass bottle.

The slightly golden liquid rippled like a deformed, gigantic pupil. Its

gaze seemed to shine right into the eyes of anyone's heart.

"Susie, did you remember the process? You are a mature, no---you are a

mature Beyonder. In the future, you'll have to learn how to concoct your

own potion. No, it's not that I'm not helping you; it's just that I'm

pointing out a possibility. Sometimes, I might not be by your side, and

you just happen to need a potion bottle," Audrey said happily to the

huge golden retriever.

Susie was so confused by what she was taught, and she could only open

her mouth to reply with a single word, "Woof!"

Converging her emotions, Audrey raised her head and downed the

Psychiatrist potion bottle.