Chapter 782: Saturday Night

On Saturday morning, Klein, who was wearing pajamas, rubbed his head and

got out of bed.

He didn't sleep well, as different women would inevitably enter his

dreams, scaring him awake. He needed to spend several seconds to calm

his emotions before returning to sleep again.

*Thankfully, this weakness only lasts six hours, and there's no need for

me to head out in the middle of the night. I didn't have to face the

maids...* Klein sighed as he pulled the rope beside his bed.

Richardson, who had been waiting outside, immediately entered with the

clothes his employer needed to wear.

*I've no idea what Arrodes said. Richardson seems to try to avoid me

when facing me... Was it the kind of ladies he mentioned he likes, and

that it happens to also be at odds with how society views it?*

Klein happened to only hear the magic mirror mention the kind of women

that Butler Walter liked when he rushed back. He wasn't sure what had

happened prior to that.

He didn't use dream divination to obtain the corresponding information,

as he didn't feel that it was necessary. After all, with Richardson's

personality, he wouldn't have the courage to take action no matter who

he liked. It wouldn't have had any additional effects.

After changing into his clothes, Klein headed to the second story and

walked to the dining room. Walter was wearing white gloves as usual,

waiting by the entrance.

Upon seeing Dwayne Dantès approach, he took a step forward and bowed

politely.

"Good morning, sir. You have two lessons today. In the evening, you will

be participating in the banquet at Mr. Portland Moment's place."

Portland Moment lived at 100 Böklund Street. He was a full-time

professor at Backlund University's Department of Engineering, a fellow

at the Loen Kingdom Imperial Science Institute. As he had discovered a

few metal alloys, he had received the Light of Machinery award, and he

was just second to people like Turani von Helmosuin in the world of

academics.

Furthermore, the few metal alloys were widely used in ship and steam

engine construction. Just the licensing patent was enough to make him a

tycoon with a wealth of hundreds of thousands of pounds.

Upon hearing Walter, Klein casually glanced at him, realizing that he

had some dark eye circles. His eye bags were a little puffy, making him

look different from usual. It was as though he hadn't slept well the

entire night.

*If not for a Faceless's powers, Dwayne Dantès would probably look the

same...* Klein retracted his gaze in pity and didn't speak

further. As he nodded gently in response to Walter's greetings, he

entered the dining hall.

To be honest, Klein was rather impressed with him. He was able to hold

back his fantasies and stop himself from approaching her to seek out

pleasure, despite frequently meeting a Demoness. All he did was have wet

dreams that included the target when alone at night.

One had to know that a Demoness, especially one who was in the midst of

or having passed the Pleasure Sequence, had a charm that far exceeded a

Beyonder's effects towards males. Every action was filled with a charm

that made any men who came close to them feel intoxicated and lost. It

was like consuming opioids and gradually developing into something more

serious, to the point of not being able to extricate oneself from the

pleasure given by a Demoness. Perhaps only gay men could effectively

resist such charms.

Of course, Klein suspected that gay men were not immune to it either.

This was because one's mind and hormones would be affected, creating

changes that originally didn't exist. Furthermore, a large number of

Demonesses were men to begin with. This lowered one's psychological

resistance.

And precisely because of this, even though he was a Sequence 5 Beyonder,

Klein had to constantly maintain a high-strung state when facing

Demonesses like Trissy and Tracy. He was afraid that any mishap might

cause him to be charmed.

Even he wasn't immune to such effects, much less an ordinary person like

Butler Walter. This wasn't something that willpower alone could resist!

*Although perhaps being a result of Prince Edessak's death or her own

advancement, Trissy was clearly able to rein in her charms. Walter is

only an ordinary person. Hmm, even if he is one, he's at best a Sequence

9 or 8... For him to maintain his present state implies how strong his

self-restraint is. He's very loyal to Prince Edessak, and he loves his

wife and daughter...* As Klein sighed, he sat down. Breakfast

today was his favorite Desi pie. The oil that effused out of it made him

salivate.

The sea late at night was nearly black as it was faintly dyed with a

sliver of crimson red. It was calmer and quieter than in the day.

The Blue Avenger was ebbing up and down in the waves like a ghost as it

cruised towards the crimson moon.

Alger Wilson stood at the bow, looking far away at the waves. On the

surface, he appeared staid as usual, but deep down, he could hardly hold

back his agitation.

Ahead of him was the Abyss Maelstrom north of Sonia Island!

As it was a dangerous vortex that was famous for appearing without any

signs, no ship was willing to enter these dangerous waters.

After delivering the report and leaving Pasu Island, Alger commandeered

the Blue Avenger all the way north where they circled around Sonia

Island and headed for this area.

Midway, they had docked at a harbor for resupplies without wasting any

more time.

As for whether he would be suspected for heading north, Alger wasn't

worried. This was because the Church of Storms was happy to have its

captains head north of the Sonia Sea and the Fog Sea in order to obtain

intel on the Feysac Empire, Intis Kingdom, Church of the Eternal Blazing

Sun, and the Church of the God of Combat.

Looking back at his ship, Alger walked deckside, took out a charm made

of tin, held it in his palm, and chanted the incantation, "Storm!"

A blue flame soared and devoured the charm. Alger suddenly sensed a

baffling affinity with all the fish in the ocean beneath him.

At that instant, both parties were able to communicate at the psyche

level!

The tin charm was one of the items he had obtained from his resupply at

Pasu Island, allowing him to have an affinity with undersea creatures,

providing a crude level of psychic communication with him.

Amidst his thoughts, Alger didn't think of obtaining any intel. All he

did was wait for the Blue Avenger to approach the Abyss Maelstrom and

make a second attempt.

Seconds turned into minutes as Alger, who had failed nearly a hundred

times, finally learned from a spindle-like fish about where Obninsks

often appeared.

*If I didn't know that the target is near the Abyss Maelstrom, I

would've long given up. It's really difficult to grasp any reliable

information through a brute-force search...* Alger concluded as

he touched his pocket.

He had already used up most of his affinity charms, with only five left.

*I'll have to get another batch of them when I return. Others must not

discover that I've expended all these... I heard the Rorsted

Archipelago's Resistance has plenty... Heh heh...* As Alger was

pondering, he changed the direction of the Blue Avenger for the spot he

had just learned about.

About an hour passed as the Blue Avenger stopped. Alger casually took

out a sealed metal bottle.

This was the Sanguine anesthetic gas that he had spent 130 pounds to buy

from The Moon. He had no doubt in regards to its effects because he had

used one in the past.

As the Blue Avenger was a ghost ship, it didn't need many people to man

it at night. There was only one person every night who was in charge of

watching the ship, preventing it from deliberately creating problems or

cruising into dangerous waters.

As the captain, Alger had arranged himself to be on duty that night

without anyone noticing.

After he was done with his preparations, he came to the door of the

sailors, took out a metallic pipe, and opened the bottle. He released

the gas into each room, without even sparing the storeroom which stored

all kinds of sundry. It was in case certain members of the crew were

playing cards in there instead of sleeping.

After doing all of this, Alger, who wasn't in a rush to concoct the

potion, brought the ingredients with him, changing into a diving suit

that was made of shark skin. He leaped from the starboard and into the

water, without causing any splashes.

Under the dark and calm waters, Alger's eyes gradually turned dark blue,

allowing him to see his surroundings clearly.

He breathed in the air within the water comfortably as he arrived in a

pitch-black deep sea.

Then, he used the affinity charm once again to communicate with the

surrounding fish that were of different shapes and sizes.

With the advice from the kind fish, Alger identified his bearings and

swam as he asked, finally arriving at what seemed like an underwater

volcano.

The fish actually didn't know that an Obninsk stayed here. They only

knew that their own kind and a number of top deep sea hunters often

disappeared in the vicinity.

With his Beyonder powers, Alger looked far ahead and saw the huge, black

cave in the undersea volcano. Tentacles that were thicker than pythons

found in a Southern Continent primitive forest gently flailed outwards.

The huge suckers and patterned skin, as well as the cave that was

several times the size of the Blue Avenger, left Alger apprehensive as

he didn't dare approach.

*An Obninsk is at least a powerful Sequence 5... Furthermore, it has a

terrifying body... Hmm, I can confirm that it's my target...*

Alger carefully swam over and stopped at a distance from the threat.

After careful identification, he used the affinity charm once again.

Following that, he allowed his spirituality to pass through the water

and reach into the cave in an attempt to communicate with the powerful

psyche force that was huddled inside.

The massive psyche slowly relaxed as countless thoughts were released.

It was taken aback for a moment before its psyche suddenly erupted like

a volcano!

Roar!

Amidst a terrifying sound, the cave produced a ludicrous vortex that

sucked the surrounding water, trash, as well as Alger towards it.

It's filled with animosity! Alger's pupils constricted as his

body turned slippery as he was driven by a formless wind backward in an

attempt to escape.

He used several Beyonder powers before escaping the influence of the

vortex. He didn't dare stay near the undersea volcano, and he quickly

surfaced before opening up a gap.

Almost a minute later, Alger, who had escaped the dangerous area, spat

out bubbles as he heaved a sigh of relief.

*That Obninsk can actually resist the influence of charms that increase

an affinity with sea creatures...*

Does it hate items with the Lord's aura?

After some thought, Alger, who didn't wish to waste this opportunity,

steeled his resolve since he had already come this far. He began using

Elvish to pray amidst the seawater.

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era..."