Klein didn’t answer with “yes” or “no.” Instead, he stopped walking towards his bedroom and flatly said, “That was a question.”

“Right, right, a question! That was a slanderous question with no basis! Besides, I also gave a negative answer,” Danitz responded with delight and had emphasized that he had never admitted to it.

Klein gently nodded his head.

“I will clarify this with your captain.”

Clarify… Danitz stared, then he half opened his mouth, his expression twisted.

He was also considered a somewhat knowledgeable person, so he stopped explaining and arguing, and he forced a smile.

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

Klein took a deep breath and used his Clown powers to control his facial expression.

“Monitor it well.”

“Yes, alright!” Danitz quickly agreed.

Seeing Gehrman Sparrow turn around and walk to the bedroom’s entrance, he couldn’t help but ask, “You’re not going to clarify this with Captain, right?”

Klein twisted the handle and replied expressionlessly, “Monitor it well.”

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door and entered the room. Before he could widen his mouth into a laugh, he closed the door behind him.

The next morning, after breakfast, Klein put on a pair of pantaloons, a thick brown jacket, and a cap. He changed his appearance and went out, leaving Danitz alone in the room to watch the radio transceiver.

Along the way, Klein changed his appearance again, making himself look more like a native.

He found a special store, bought a pair of linen gloves, a shroud, and a body bag. Then, according to the surroundings he had previously witnessed, he scanned the area around him for landmarks before finding the bridge and the girl who had died amid the mud in a corner.

As it was still winter, the weather wasn’t too hot, and there were no obvious signs of decay from the corpse, but the festering skin and the stench still made Klein instinctively nauseous.

He didn’t immediately come to bury the girl who wanted to live like a human being last night, due to the recent events—Bayam was under strict curfews at night, as well as the fact that the cemetery didn’t open until dawn.

Pulling out a small metal bottle, Klein poured some Quelaag Oil onto his hand and rubbed it at the tip of his nose.

A choking sensation invaded his mind. The smell of peppermint mixed with disinfectant filled his olfactory senses, making him sober as if he had just fallen into a sea of floating ice. He was no longer affected by any other smells.

bottle, Klein put on his gloves, took a few steps forward, and

unwrapped the shroud and began to gently move

until he reached the

was a cemetery specially prepared by the Church of Storms and

foreigners, such as businessmen, adventurers, people from Loen, Intis, and Feynapotter, who had settled down here, they had their cemeteries situated on the opposite side of Bayam on a flat and soothing

entered the unnamed cemetery, where he found the gravekeeper

it for free, you have to wait a few days until the corpses in the morgue accumulate to a certain amount, then they’ll be cremated together and buried in the same grave. Of course, there will be priests who will do a send off for the souls of the dead in advance. 5 soli and he will

out 5 soli

gravekeeper counted the notes, picked up a fountain pen, and asked with a good

actually know how to write words, he just wanted to

a

it in a

up, he continued, “She can have an epitaph on the

was a typical female name in the Rorsted Archipelago; therefore, the gravekeeper no longer

said in a low voice, “She is a human

human being? What a strange epitaph…” the gravekeeper muttered, “Do

he could finish his words, he saw the other

before she fell ill. In order to not be suspected, he used the corresponding type of paper and some technique to

was surprised but didn’t say anything. He quickly took the information and carried the

and cremation, as well as the storing of ashes into an urn, the photograph was pasted on, and an epitaph was engraved, putting an end to the entire matter. Klein took

path, he saw

chimneys towered high. The streets were crisscrossed as people came and went. The surrounding estates were densely packed, and there was plenty of greenery. The distant public roads were wide, and the

of Waves, the Church of Storms Cardinal, high-ranking deacon of the Mandated Punishers,

Bayam was rather low as the mining and smelting industries were located in other cities on the island. The mainstay here was the spice trade, the brothels and casinos,

Jahn Kottman retracted his gaze, he saw a Mandated Punisher running up

there’s new information.” The Mandated Punisher struck the left side of his chest with his right

it?” the well-built Jahn Kottman turned around and

Mandated Punisher handed over the piece of paper

a response from Kalvetua. They’re in the process

statues?” Jahn Kottman unfolded the

of Blue Mountain Island, which was covered in a sea of dense forests. After a moment of thought, he said, “Search for

one thing from the intelligence, that the mysterious person who had taken away the characteristic left by Kalvetua hadn’t left the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago. This could be determined from

left behind by Kalvetua, who had gone mad before its death, would lead to severe side effects regardless of whether or not it was reduced to a real item; therefore, it would

easy for the

was no way he could control the effects when responding;

This was the clue!

the Storm be with you!”

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