Chapter 638: Poison Expert

While Klein bowed, the purple tint in black-haired Cattleya's eyes

converged as they seemed to turn into an abyss that could suck up souls.

What already exuded an air of mystery had turned even more obvious.

She saw that the Astral Projection deep inside Gehrman Sparrow's Ether

Body was pure darkness. In minute areas, there were dark flows with

unending changes.

She saw that Gehrman Sparrow's left hand was bright and lustrous, but it

was stained with a sanguine color that couldn't be dispersed.

She saw a blue luster by Gehrman Sparrow's wrist and a silver flow on

his left pocket. The colors were bright and obvious as though they were

connected to the illusory, stacked spirit world. There was the sound of

the tide and the illusory sounds of wind surrounding the items.

She saw an intermix of green and black lusters by Gehrman Sparrow's

right pocket, as well as two points of golden, silver, and bronze under

his armpit. At his chest, there was a deep grayish-white like rotting

death.

*Four mystical items and Beyonder artifacts or spirituality charms in

units of ten...* Cattleya's eyes were a little dazzled as she

couldn't help but close them for a moment.

She nodded as well.

"Good evening, Mr. Sparrow."

Even as a powerhouse who was famous across the seas, a senior member of

the seven pirate admirals, she seldom saw people who armed themselves to

the teeth with Beyonder items.

Of course, she had also seen people with more mystical items, Beyonder

artifacts, and spirituality charms, but they had secret organizations

backing them. They typically had several ships and more than a thousand

pirates under them. Many things needed to be turned in, split and

shared, as well as sold in order to maintain and strengthen one's

faction. Few things could be left in their possession as a result.

However, "few" was relative. They could compare with what Gehrman

Sparrow presently had, but Cattleya had reduced her items to only two

after several trades. They were two items that were sufficiently

powerful and mystical enough to match her identity as a pirate admiral.

Apart from the lusters representing different items, Cattleya's black

eyes, which were slightly purple, could also tell that Gehrman wasn't

real enough. He seemed to be hidden behind thick curtains.

*Th-this is the reason why he gives me the feeling like he's not a

living person at the Tarot Club? He has quite a number of secrets. It

involves at least a Sequence 3 saint or an even higher-level

angel...* Cattleya didn't dare take another look as the glow in

her eyes were no longer as profound.

Meanwhile, she mocked herself, believing that some of her guesses about

The World and Gehrman Sparrow were somewhat funny.

Involves a Sequence 3 saint or an even higher-leveled angel. *Heh heh,

there's nothing wrong with that, since he's like me, a member of the

Tarot Club. We're definitely involved with Mr. Fool, who's likely a

reawakened ancient god.*

After exchanging greetings, Cattleya didn't engage in further small

talk. She led Klein towards the cabin.

At this moment, the Future, which had been docked, set sail again. A

long contour was drawn on the surface of the sea as it cruised east of

the whale fishing route. With that, the tense atmosphere at the Nas

Harbor dispersed.

Gazes from various sailors were cast over. Klein didn't show any signs

of pressure as he surveyed the area and said with a tone as though he

was back in his own home, "There are fewer people than I expected."

Cattleya turned her head and glanced at him before answering simply,

"East of the whaling route is very dangerous. Only Ludwell heads there

frequently as though he's searching for something.

"Apart from the Future, the pirate crew's other ships wouldn't join us.

Similarly, a large number of sailors have been placed on the other

ships. Only the minimum number needed to guarantee the successful voyage

of the ship has been maintained."

*A very wise choice... Ludwell. That Admiral Hell Ludwell? Mr. Hanged

Man mentioned him a long time ago. He said that he was beginning to

study Sonia Sea's eastern end of the navigation...* Klein nodded

a little without a word.

This was Gehrman Sparrow's bearing.

He silently observed his surroundings and realized that the deck, the

cabin, and spars were covered with mysterious and abstract symbols. As a

whole, it looked like a gigantic ritualistic magic ceremony.

*It's like the Golden Dream. It's a sailboat of mystery, but it's not at

the level of a ghost ship... Compared to Admiral of Stars and Vice

Admiral Iceberg, Tracy, who has only become a pirate admiral for the

past few months, clearly is considerably more inferior. The Black Death

has nothing special about it...* Klein retracted his gaze and

followed Cattleya to the cabin's entrance.

Waiting here was a man in dungarees and a white shirt. He was in his

thirties and looked strong and fit. He had thick body hair. As for his

forearm, which was exposed outside, it seemed like he was downing a

brown sweater.

He wore a circular hair with a depression in the middle as he revealed a

smile and stretched out his right hand.

"The first mate of the Future, Frank Lee.

"Good evening, Mr. Sparrow."

Poison Expert Frank Lee who has a bounty of 7,000 pounds...

Klein instantly recognized the man.

Considering how Gehrman Sparrow didn't have the habit of shaking hands,

he bent his back slightly and said, "Good evening."

Frank Lee retracted his right hand and glanced at Cattleya. He said

while maintaining his smile, "You seem to know me? That's right. The

picture I took before is on my arrest warrant.

"Don't mind the Poison Expert title. I'm a very friendly person, as long

as I'm not facing those darn bastards! My greatest hobby is to study

soil and figure out cross-breeding techniques. Believe me, this is the

future of humanity."

"But the people from the Church of Earth Mother don't believe him."

Cattleya gave Klein an introduction in the most subtle manner.

*He's originally someone from the Church of Earth Mother? Cross-breeding

techniques are good. As long as the quantity rises, it will be able to

provide for more humans, raising the poverty line...* Klein

looked at Frank Lee, and he calmly said courteously and truthfully,

"This is something commendable."

"...You are indeed an adventurer who doesn't share the viewpoint of the

common man! Excellent! Excellent! There are just too few people like

you!" Frank Lee's blue eyes revealed a clear look of pleasant surprise.

"I've only tried cross-breeding a bull, a cow, and wheat together,

allowing calves to be born like wheat. For that, I was almost sent to

court by the Church of Earth Mother. My benevolent mother, they don't

understand your true will at all!"

Cross-breeding a bull, a cow, and wheat... You devil... Only

then did Klein realize that his understanding of cross-breeding

techniques was different from what Frank Lee was talking about.

He maintained a stoic expression without providing any further

explanation. Under the lead of Frank Lee, who was reeling in a sudden

bout of enthusiasm, Klein walked through the corridor beside Cattleya.

After stepping on the steps and arriving at a higher level, Klein's

spiritual perception stirred as he cast his gaze to a shadow beside him.

A figure grew out of the distorted darkness---a thin and tall but pale

figure.

His cheeks were nearly transparent, and his nose bridge was

disharmonious and tall. His entire being gave off a sickly feeling.

"This is the second mate of the Future, Heath Doyle," Frank Lee

introduced with a smile.

*Bloodless Heath whose bounty is higher than yours at 7,600

pounds?* Klein quickly matched the face to the correct bounty

notice.

Heath nodded as a greeting before receding back into the shadows.

"He's a Rose Bishop." When turning around to head for the captain's

cabin, Frank Lee warmly mentioned Heath Doyle's situation.

You are telling me your second mate's Sequence directly? Klein

nearly pricked his brows.

He secretly glanced at Cattleya and discovered her masked exasperation.

"Are you puzzled and worried that he's a devout believer of the True

Creator, a lunatic who has been tainted? No, haha. He's a lucky fellow.

Due to an incident, the ordinary him was scattered with the potion

concocted from a Rose Bishop's Beyonder ingredients. The potion seeped

into him, bit by bit, and he survived the ordeal. Finally, he became

quite a special Beyonder. As he didn't experience the Listener stage, he

wasn't tainted, nor did he become a lunatic. As long as he doesn't

proactively use the Beyonder power, Listen, he remains an ordinary

person," Frank Lee said in a flaunting tone.

*What an enviable fellow. He reached Sequence 6 in one go. Furthermore,

he didn't turn mentally unstable like the sea serpent,

Kalvetua...* Klein sighed silently as he watched Admiral of

Stars open the door to the captain's cabin.

Cattleya pointed inside.

"Your room is diagonally across from here. Frank will send you over. If

there's anything, you can come to me directly.

"You can have your meals at the dining hall at any time. You can also

get Frank to send someone to bring food to your room. What you choose is

dependent on your preference."

*Admiral of Stars does things in a very clear and direct manner. Yes,

she's a mature and wise lady...* Klein praised inwardly as he

replied without a change in expression, "Okay."

He took this opportunity to glance at the layout of the captain's cabin,

discovering that it contained a bookshelf, a full-body mirror, a table,

and a carpet.

*She actually reads. Isn't she unable to digest all the information the

Hidden Sage imbues in her...* Klein thought in amusement.

At this moment, having seen their conversation come to an end, Frank Lee

passionately promoted, "Mr. Sparrow, would you like a serving of roasted

potatoes tonight?

"When you chew it, it's like beef and its taste is like beef, but it's

certainly potatoes."

Will I get sick eating that... Klein answered coldly, "I don't

eat supper."

"Alright then." Frank Lee drooped his shoulders and was just about to

lead Klein to his room.

Cattleya suddenly thought of something and said, "Mr. Sparrow, you've

likely hunted quite a number of enemies and have received several spoils

of war.

"I'm curious about the number of Beyonder characteristics you have left.

Perhaps, they can be used to reduce the remaining price of the trip."

Klein considered for a moment and answered frankly, "Most of them have

been sold.

"There's Interrogator, Pugilist, and Lunatic left."

He didn't mention the All-Black Eye or the Beyonder characteristic of

Nightmare.

*He really is the most famous adventurer during the past few months...

Even after selling most of them, he still has three sets of Beyonder

characteristics...* Cattleya sighed inwardly as she pondered.

"I want Pugilist."

She had a Warrior subordinate from the Gargas Archipelago who had long

made enough contributions to apply for an advancement.