Chapter 153 Meeting

The smell of this canned wolf fish is really irritating...not only smelly, but also disgusting...it's simply biochemical poisonous gas! Klein squatted in the corner, and it took more than ten seconds for him to return to normal.

At the previous moment, he had underestimated the smell of canned wolf fish too much, and failed to make the most effective response in time. He did not use a "paper doll stand-in" or create an invisible air tube on the spot to pretend that he was breathing underwater.

Now, he finally realized how wise his decision not to open canned wolffish in public was!

Phew... Klein exhaled, stood up slowly, picked up his luggage, and walked out of the pier step by step.

His first impression of this city called Nass is that the houses are mostly white and stone materials are widely used. The second is that the location is not too far north, but the temperature is quite cold. Even though it is April, it is still only a few degrees Celsius. , The third is that there are many whaling houses, in which huge beluga whales are dismembered into skin, meat, fat, bones and "gray amber".

The latter two are panniers that can be used to make long banquet skirts, and the other is top-quality spices. Whether used as incense or added to perfume, they are all luxury items that can only be enjoyed by nobles and rich people.

As for the skin, meat, and fat of the beluga whale, they also have their own uses. They can be used to make clothes, food, and oil. In Nass, in the Gargas Islands, Beluga cuisine has formed a unique culture, with various techniques and famous restaurants.

Klein passed by one after another whaling house, and saw a lot of fat stripped out being carried by a wagon, driving to a factory not far away with black smoke. It was an oil refinery with Gargas characteristics. There the fat would be refined into whale oil, packed into bottles and barrels, an excellent fuel and the blood of certain industries.

Very distinctive... Klein exhaled a white breath, and stopped to watch for a while.

After leaving the port and coming to the urban area, bursts of noisy Feysac words came into his ears.

Klein, who has mastered the ancient Fusac language, the source of the northern continent's language, has long been familiar with the words of the northern barbarians. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked over. He saw tall people with blond hair holding banners and parading in the on the street.

The banner at the front clearly stated their protest demands:

"Against overfishing of beluga whales, we need sustainable development!"

Poof... Klein almost lost his composure, and immediately believed that 99% of the concept of "sustainable development" was "invented" by Emperor Roselle.

Turning my eyes,

He looked at the banners behind, and became more and more aware of the purpose of the parade:

"Whaling for survival, not pleasure!"

"Human beings are no nobler than white whales!"

"Greedy demons leave Nath!"

At this time, policemen in gray uniforms held shields, long forks and sticks to block the progress of the parade.

After a brief quarrel, the scene quickly became heated.

Many young people in the parade threw open cans of wolf fish and ignited spirits stuffed with cloth strips.

Klein pinched his nose and looked at the flames burning on the street. He found that many passers-by didn't feel anything about it. Except for a small number of onlookers, the rest were heading towards their destination normally.

It seems that this is something that often happens in Nass... Could it be that the demonstrations have turned into conflicts? As expected of the Feysac Empire... Klein muttered a few words, walked around this street, and found a random hotel to stay in.

He still used the name Gehrman Sparrow to register, and he was not at all worried that the information spread by "Vice Admiral Tracy" Tracy would cause the Church of Evernight to treat him as a "faceless person", because He will not go to the whaling route to find those mermaids who have become believers of the goddess, and intends to go straight to the most dangerous area in the east of the Sonia Sea.

As for the security issue in the Gargas Islands, he needn't worry. This is a colony of the Feysac Empire, and the only legal religious organization is the Church of God of War. They are very hostile to the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

Klein was originally worried that he would meet many "faceless people" here? - Going to the next door to enjoy a meal of whale dishes would meet seven or eight people, but after serious thinking, he rationally ruled out this possibility .

This is because the Extraordinary of the "Seer" path is rare. Klein has only met three of them beyond Sequence 8. The second is that the Beyonders of Sequence 6 are not weeds that can be seen everywhere, even if this is a paradise for pirates. , those with a reward of 5,000 pounds are also rare animals. The third is that the "faceless men" will take a whaling ship to find mermaids. They will either start to believe in the goddess, or sink to the bottom of the sea or serve as a researcher, or have a very high IQ , seized the opportunity, successfully promoted, and left safely, rarely staying in the Gargas Islands for too long.

In Nass, apart from me, there will be no more than two "Faceless Men"... Klein tidied up his clothes, and in no hurry to contact "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya, came to the street in a good mood. content, looking for delicious food.

Raw beluga whale slices, deep-fried whale steak, skinned whale oil, grilled whale meat... Klein was like a real tourist, changing three restaurants and tasting different foods.

It's not bad, it's quite distinctive, the fishy smell isn't too heavy, on the contrary it's very appetizing and tempting... Hiccup... Klein covered his mouth, came to the street, and found that there were few street lights here, but the lights in the houses on both sides were bright , to some extent eased the darkness of the night.

The icy wind came across the ocean, causing Klein to raise his collar with his hands, and the azure sleeve stud lost its brilliance and was deeply embedded on his wrist.

Compared with rings, sleeve studs are more in line with Gehrman Sparrow's character image, so Klein didn't blame the "craftsman" for changing the requirements without authorization.

And the harmonica that solidified the ritual of summoning creatures from the spirit world perfectly matched Klein's intentions. It could be used for a year and a half, and its whole body was silvery white, exquisite and beautiful.

When he got the harmonica, Klein imagined this picture: a crazy and powerful adventurer leaning against the edge of the ship's side in the silent night under the deep moonlight, playing a sad melody with the harmonica.

It's a pity that this harmonica can't make any sound at all, it can only be used to summon Reinette Tinekerr.

Shaking his head invisibly, Klein walked steadily on the empty and cold Nass streets and returned to the hotel.

After adjusting his state with sleep, he came to Gray Amber Street the next morning and went into a grocery store called "Crazy Whale Dance".

Glancing at the gray-haired boss who was a head taller than himself, Klein tapped the counter with his fingers and said in Fusac language:

"Buy whale oil."

The boss had criss-cross wrinkles on his face, but he was only wearing a coat made of white whale skin. The light-colored pattern had a strange beauty.

"How much?" The boss was gulping down the spirits, not caring about the messy arrangement of the goods.

"One and a quarter barrels." Klein replied according to the agreed password.

The boss's drinking movements slowed down, and he smashed the brown-green bottle in his hand onto the counter:

"Would you like to have a sip? Nepos with the highest purity, the mistress of all Feysac men!"

This is a special distilled wine from Fusac. It is made from potatoes or grains. It is famous for its high alcohol content and is as exciting as a flame. Compared with Sonia blood wine, it is quite cheap and is more popular among ordinary Fusac people. welcome.

"No need." Klein shook his head.

The boss gave a low laugh:

"What kind of man is he if he doesn't drink Nebos?

"Is there only a lady left in Ruen?"

He took another sip and said:

"Who introduced you?"

"Ms. Gert Muse." Klein said a name with a mixed style.

The boss exhaled suddenly, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately lingered around.

He staggered to his feet like a white bear in a circus.

After instructing the clerk, he led Klein all the way to the small room on the second floor of the warehouse behind.

"Let me look for it, let me look for it..." the boss squatted down muttering.

Klein controlled the twitching of his face, and remembered a joke that was widely circulated in the Loen Kingdom:

"Question: When did Fusac's man not get drunk? Answer: When he was in his mother's womb."

After waiting for a while, Klein saw the boss find a pure crystal ball.

Then, the drunken "White Bear" turned his back on Klein, rubbed the crystal ball with both hands, and whispered difficult ancient Hermetic language in his mouth.

The room gradually became dark, and all the dark corners suddenly became dark, as if exuding a strange attraction.

The crystal ball quickly lit up, and a figure of a woman in a black classical robe emerged.

She has an oval face, fair skin, dark black eyes with a hint of purple, full of mystery.

I saw the real face of a member of the Tarot Society again... Klein stepped forward and took the crystal ball.

The "hermit" Cattleya on the opposite side of the crystal ball also saw clearly the "world" here: black hair and brown pupils, thin face with sharp edges and corners.

Her eyes were slightly fixed, and she hesitated for a second before opening her mouth and saying:

"Gehrman Sparrow?"

She discovered that the true strength and level of the members of the Tarot Society were much stronger than she expected: "The World" turned out to be Gehrman Sparrow, a crazy hunter at the level of a pirate general!

My previous judgments about the "world" were fine... restrained, deep, experienced and ruthless... "Admiral of the Stars" felt that he was not too surprised.

"Yes, Ms. Cattleya." Klein signaled the boss to leave the room.

After it became extremely quiet here, "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya spoke again:

"I'm curious, how did you recognize me? I was always careful when I was at the party."

At that time, the "World" who requested a private communication said "Admiral of the Stars" as soon as he opened his mouth, which really shocked her.

It was also based on this factor that she chose to accept the commission from The World.

"Secret." Klein smiled politely.

Because he didn't want the other party to think of Mister Fool, he added another sentence plainly:

"Your eyes are very characteristic."

"Can I understand that this is a compliment to me?" Cattleya smiled in a daze.

She thought that the previous "world" only suspected that she was the "Admiral of the Stars" through details such as eyes, but she was not sure, so she made a test through language, and her own reaction told him the correct answer.

Klein didn't respond, and asked instead:

"When are we leaving?"