Chapter 544: Expert

Klein had just sorted out his thoughts when Elland caught up with the

two and said with a smile, "We've found the target; the investigation is

over. I'll bring you back to the hotel first, and I'll bring the

remuneration in two days. Also, it's best if you don't go out today."

Klein maintained Gehrman Sparrow's character by only nodding slightly

without giving any verbal response.

On the way back to the Wind of Azure Inn, Danitz clearly had some doubts

or wistful thoughts on his mind, but due to the presence of Elland, who

was part of the military, he could only change the subject and discuss

with great interest about which pirates would end up being caught in the

city's thorough sweep today.

To him, they weren't friends as long as those guys didn't belong to the

Golden Dream. They weren't worth sympathizing with.

After entering the hotel room and watching Elland leave, he closed the

door and said while clicking his tongue, "The Book of Calamity...

Ancient elven ruins... This really is an interesting matter, but how did

the elves end up like devils? Just by casually taking their book, a

casual flip through it had caused that woman to go insane and lose

control!"

*What kind of image do you have of elves? Living in the mountains and

seas, specializing in cooking, creatures who enjoy nature? Heh,

according to Little Sun, the eight ancient gods before the Cataclysm

were all very tyrannical, very cruel, and very evil. Among them was the

Elf King Soniathrym, and the elves who believed in "Him" and viewed

"Him" as their king couldn't have been any better. One can make a

comparison with the members of the Aurora Order... The Beyonder races

left behind by the Dark Epoch basically can't be associated with the

"good" alignment that normal people have in mind...* Klein

replied in his mind.

Of course, he didn't rule out the possibility that after the ancient

gods' fall, the dragons, giants, elves, Sanguine, and other living

creatures would gradually extricate themselves from the negative effects

and become more normal. However, this was only limited to the middle and

lower levels, and it didn't include the demigod powerhouses. And the

high elf that left behind the Book of Calamity was clearly the latter.

With a thought, Klein suddenly realized something.

Danitz understands Elvish!

*He recognized the title of the ancient goatskin book as the "Book of

Calamity!"*

*Vice Admiral Iceberg has actually taught her crew to such an extent.

Not only does it include ancient Feysac, but she has also taught them

Elvish, which can stir up the powers of nature... Perhaps Jotun and

ancient Hermes are all part of the curriculum on the Golden Dream...

They really are a bunch of pirates with knowledge and dreams. However,

Ma'am Captain, aren't you being a little overboard on certain subjects?

Danitz is lacking in so many other aspects... That's right. The most

important thing for a pirate whose main job is to be a treasure hunter

has to be mastering the ancient languages...* Klein ignored

Danitz's comments and looked out the window.

The sky remained gloomy, as if a heavy rain would fall at any time. It

made one involuntarily feel suppressed.

Klein nodded slightly, feeling slightly relaxed as he thought.

*Leticia has been found. Being aware of the ancient elven ruin on Symeem

Island, the Church of Storms and the kingdom's military will likely use

its connection to the place where Kalvetua is hiding, to find the Sea

God that is becoming progressively crazier. Or they might use the ruin

to speed up its collapse.*

*That way, apart from the most fervent and pious Sea God believers

dying, the rest basically won't suffer any harm...*

Klein had originally thought of using the spirit world to locate Sea God

Kalvetua's hiding spot after it died before the official Beyonders did.

He could then infiltrate it, taking the treasure with him. But even

before the plan had begun, the appearance of the Book of Calamity pushed

his plan to the verge of failure.

*Phew... It's fine. It only existed in my imagination, and it never

belonged to me. It's fine if I don't get it... I don't even know what

I'll get... Letting this matter get resolved this way is for the

best...* Klein withdrew his gaze from the weather; his mood calm

and relaxed. He just inevitably felt a slight sense of loss.

That day, he and Danitz followed Elland's advice and didn't head out

again. They only remained in the inn.

In Bayam City, there would be the sound of gunfire and explosions from

time to time. This continued until the sky turned dark.

The next morning, Klein got up on time and found that there were layers

of clouds in the sky and the sky remained dark.

This meant that the confrontation between the Church of Storms Cardinal,

high-ranking deacon of the Mandated Punishers, Jahn Kottman, and Sea God

Kalvetua was still ongoing.

Klein felt pain in his stomach and prepared to head to the washroom with

the newspapers.

However, he gave up on that idea when he saw Danitz leisurely reading a

newspaper while lying in a reclining chair, munching on a piece of white

bread in his mouth.

Reading the newspaper while on a toilet doesn't match Gehrman Sparrow's

persona!

*Although it would be boring, I mustn't slack off on acting... Sigh,

I've once again found a difference in the behavior between my true self

and my disguised identity...* Klein summed it up in silence and

went into the washroom.

He took off his pants and sat down on the toilet, staring almost in a

daze at the pale white wall in front of him, as if he could read words

from it.

At this moment, his spiritual perception was triggered.

He hurriedly tapped his molars and activated his Spirit Vision.

Two thick, long white bones appeared in front of him. They were the

messenger's legs.

The messenger stood there, its head passing through the ceiling, but its

black flames in its eye sockets could still be seen.

It lowered its head slightly and looked down at Klein, who was sitting

on the toilet.

Klein looked up, stunned for two seconds, his mind filled with a

baffling thought.

*Should I act like a woman, hurriedly covering my nether regions, or

should I just be open and fearless?*

Before he could make up his mind, the messenger dropped the letter,

disintegrated into a pile of bones, and disappeared into the floor.

It took a moment for Klein to react before he caught Mr. Azik's reply.

*This messenger is being more and more impolite! Can't you see that I'm

using the toilet? Don't you know to knock on the door or to squeeze it

through the crack under the door!* Klein cursed in anger and

amusement.

After giving it some more thought, he felt that it would be putting the

messenger in a tough spot to pass the letter through the crack in the

door. The four-meter-tall giant had to lie down in order to reach that

position.

*Just thinking about it is rather funny... Well, the next time I write a

letter, I'll add a paragraph so that Mr. Azik can educate the messenger

so that he will be more polite...* Klein unfurled the letter and

read Azik's reply.

"...According to the knowledge I've recalled, I can provide you with two

methods. The first requires certain prerequisites. If a unique item

belonging to you or someone else is located where Sea God Kalvetua is,

you can use divination to easily locate its position... The other

prerequisite is that you can enter the spirit world. I have plenty of

methods for this. I'll list the most common three...

"The second method is to use a secret deed ritual and pray to Red Light

Aiur Moria. 'He' represents authority and will. At a certain level, 'He'

grasps the relevant knowledge of the creatures in the spirit world and

the locations in the spirit world..."

*So Red Light of the seven pure lights is named Aiur Moria... The

principle of a secret deed ritual is to adjust one's state, release

one's mind and body, and align oneself with the target of the prayer bit

by bit. Finally, an overlapping will occur, allowing one to acquire the

corresponding knowledge. And this kind of alignment and overlapping is

relative. While acquiring knowledge, my secrets will also be open to the

target of the prayer... I can't trust Red Light... I have too many

secrets...* Klein's first reaction was to rule out the second

approach.

As for the first solution, there was also the chance of failure. Klein

didn't have any unique items located where Sea God Kalvetua hid itself.

*Either I use the help of the Resistance and send something to Kalvetua,

or I'll have to find the original owner of an item sacrificed to Sea God

from its believer. Furthermore, it has to be unique... Send something to

Kalvetua...* As he thought, Klein suddenly had an idea.

He braced himself and considered it over and over again, thinking that

there was a certain probability of success.

After finishing his deed in the washroom, Klein washed his hands, took

four steps counterclockwise, and went above the gray fog. He planned on

attempting divination and received a revelation that there was danger,

but it was manageable as long as it was handled properly.

With all of this done, he returned to the living room and walked towards

the reclining chair.

Danitz immediately sat up and said with a dry laugh, "Is there

something...?"

"Do you know the words to the prayer relating to the Sea God?" Klein

asked with an unperturbed tone.

Danitz spread out his hands and suddenly hissed.

"Dogshit..." He softly cursed his injured arm and switched to smiling.

"Yes. I've seen a few members of the Resistance hold rituals. Uh... The

details are: 'Adorer of the sea and spirit world, guardian of the

Rorsted Archipelago, ruler of the undersea creatures, master of tsunamis

and storms, the great Kalvetua.' By the way, the two instances that it

was effective were recited in Elvish."

*Adorer of the sea and spirit world... Its bearing is very low... It's

not the same as my honorific name... That's true. I created it by

copying it from the seven true gods...* Klein nodded gently and

said, "Do you know where there are empty warehouses and abandoned

houses?"

"Of course! Every great pirate knows a few," Danitz replied without

hesitation.

Klein turned around and walked towards the coat rack.

"Take me there."

To do what? Although Danitz was puzzled, he didn't dare ask.

In the dock area, in a dirty and dilapidated warehouse.

Danitz watched Gehrman Sparrow take out three candles and several metal

bottles. Unable to hold back his curiosity any longer, he asked, "W-what

are you planning on doing?"

Klein didn't look back and replied very calmly, "Sacrifice."

"To whom?" Danitz pressed with interest.

Klein set up the altar, took out an iron cigar case and calmly said,

"Kalvetua."

His plan was to give something directly to Sea God Kalvetua!

As long as Kalvetua accepted it, he could use divination and other

methods to find its hiding place!

As for whether or not Kalvetua would accept it, he had certainly

considered it, believing that it was a definite possibility. As Kalvetua

was currently on the verge of death, it was in a state of extreme

madness, with little sense of reason. It acted on instinct alone, and it

might have a strong desire for the aura of the gray fog.

Therefore, Klein was prepared to sacrifice an iron cigar case that was

often placed above the gray fog. He wanted to see if Kalvetua would

accept it or not, and if he didn't, he wouldn't suffer any losses. He

could then pretend as though nothing had happened.

Sacrifice to Sea God Kalvetua? At that moment, Danitz found

his brain lacking. He couldn't comprehend what was on Gehrman Sparrow's

mind.

"Are you crazy? How could it accept your sacrifice? Even if it's

accepted, what would be the point? It's dying! And it's very dangerous!"

Danitz blurted out.

Immediately, he added inwardly, *No, Gehrman Sparrow isn't crazy,

because he has always been crazy...*

Klein glanced at him and simply said, "In this domain, I'm an expert."

When it comes to sacrificial rituals, I'm an expert! Klein

wasn't modest about this.