Do you suspect that the fleet of 'Line General' is hiding?Hearing Daniz's words, Anderson asked thoughtfully.
Danitz replied excitedly:
It may be very big!Isn’t the ‘Black Death’ just disappearing after sailing west out of Thelos Island?
Anderson curled his mouth and laughed:
If you find out the whereabouts of the "Lieutenant General of Disease" so easily, why does it take for her to hide?
How can even an island that you can find out is considered secret enough?
Hello!What do you mean?Danitz felt like he was being ridiculed.
Anderson spread his hands and said:
I don't mean anything, I'm just using my brain to analyze it.
That island should exist, but it either belongs to the type that many people know about here, or it is a message that someone deliberately releases.
If it was the former, the fleet of "Ltd. General Tracy" would never be able to hide there. If it was the latter, it would be interesting. Who would release this news?
Danitz was still a little angry at first, but then he gradually followed Anderson's idea and analyzed:
The trap of some pirates or adventurers?But an island without much resources cannot attract people to explore.
‘Ltd. General of Disease’ himself?To find out who is going to track down her whereabouts?
Anderson smiled and said:
Yes, after my teaching, you have made considerable progress. Otherwise, I suspect that even if you drink the "Conspirator" potion, you will not be able to improve your brain. You will only mutate into turning the enemy into a familiar field and pull him into your own familiar territory, thereby defeating him.
This sentence was not what I said, it was what Emperor Rossell said.
After this period of collection, Anderson has helped Danitz get a main material and almost all auxiliary materials for the Conspirator Potion, and he is only one last step away from being able to succeed.
I suspect you have this ability…Danitz mumbled in a low voice in response.
Anderson ignored him and said to himself:
If it was the news released by the 'Line-General of Disease' himself, the secret island would definitely be a trap. Maybe there was nothing, there was only a mirror monitoring the ships and humans near the island. Perhaps it was directly an important stronghold of the Witch Cult mentioned by German Sparrow.
So what should we do next?Daniz asked subconsciously.
Anderson heard this and said hey:
You can't even imagine such a simple thing?
If you find this news from, of course we will go to find out the source of its information. If we look up layer by layer, we will always find something.
To Ah...Danitz wanted to agree, but the words turned into a hem.
Near the early morning, the second floor of a casino.
The brown-haired Buzz yawned and walked into his room.
Before he could use the moonlight outside the window to light the candle, he suddenly saw a blazing flame lit up in front of his eyes, which made it difficult for him to see for a short time.
Buzz's heart tightened and rushed to the side, rolling on the spot.
After rolling twice, his movements suddenly stopped, as if someone had used petrochemical techniques.
This was because there was a biting chill and a slight stinging pain coming from his neck, which made him unsurprising that if he moved a little further, blood would definitely spray on the roof.
What do you guys want to do?At this time, Buzz's vision had recovered. He saw a blond man standing beside him with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a pitch-black sword, while guarding the window with a black cloak and covering most of his face with a hood.
Daniz didn't answer Buzz's question, and looked at Anderson in a little surprised tone:
Why don't you pretend?
How can others know who to hate when pretending?Anderson responded with a look of inattention.
...Danitz breathed, Fortunately, I haven't been infected with this broken habit by you.
It doesn't matter.Anderson smiled and said, "I can tell who I'm having sex with during this period of time when I ask."
Shit!Daniz blurted out.
Buzz, who was pressed by Anderson with a dagger, dared not move, and could only listen quietly, feeling like he had returned to Trier and was watching a comedy.
What exactly are the two of them here to do... The intelligence dealer was deeply confused.
At this time, Anderson withdrew his gaze and looked down at Buzz and said:
Who told you that secret island located in the southwest that deviates from the main channel?
Buzz suddenly realized something and looked at Daniz at the window and said:
It's you!
In the past few days, this information has been sold to only one person!
...Are you recognized so quickly?Danitz didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Anderson pressed the dark sword in his hand slightly down, making the stinging feeling even more vivid:
Please respect the order before and after.
Baz suddenly felt like life was passing by quickly, and he quickly replied:
Yes, it is the 'Disease Lieutenant General'!
When did she tell you, and why did she tell you?Anderson continued to ask without surprise.
The night before the ‘Black Death’ left Thelos Island.Baz replied very quickly, afraid that he would die due to excessive bleeding. I didn't ask her why. At that time, I only focused on appreciating her beauty. She is worthy of being a famous "disease girl" Ah...
Even after a long time, when I think back on it in an extremely dangerous situation, Buzz can't hide his praise.
Is this the charm of the witch?Anderson said to himself and asked, "Do you have a way to contact her?"
No.Buzz shook his head quickly and asked me to record all the people who asked about her whereabouts and wait until she returns to Thelos Island before telling her. If anyone gets the information about the secret island and really leaves the port, he will let him go.
This is very reasonable.Anderson nodded and took back the dark short sword. Is there a trap?
I don't know either.Baz answered calmly.
Anderson said nothing, searched Buzz's body and the money in the room, and pointed it at the intelligence dealer with a short sword and said:
I originally wanted to kill you, but no one hated me.
Live well and curse me a few more times every day.
He turned around and walked to Daniz, jumped down from the window with him, and disappeared into the dark night without street lights.
Buzz touched his neck that was bleeding, stood up with fear, ran to the window, confirming that the two of them had disappeared just now.
Fortunately, I met a guy who seemed to have some mental problems, otherwise I would be dead today... He closed the window, locked the wooden door, carefully checked the room, and finally sat down, and drank half a bottle of Lie Langqi.
With the alcohol, Buzz collapsed into the bed and fell asleep like that.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it slowly came to three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Suddenly, Buzz turned over and sat up, his eyes bright and vivid, and he didn't even have a trace of drunkenness.
He found a dagger, pried a piece of wooden floor in the room, and picked up a thumb-sized ball of paper from below.
After the white paper unfolds layer by layer, there is a sticky, paste-like black thing in the middle.
Buzz took a quarter of it and walked to the mirror in the room to apply the thing.
At this moment, he saw two figures reflected in the mirror, one wearing a white shirt and a black vest, one hand in his pocket, holding a short sword, and the other wearing a deep cloak without revealing his face.
... As soon as Buzz's pupils dilated, Daniz punched the back of his head and fell into a coma.
And his last memory was a voice with a smile on his face:
He really didn't disappoint.
After dealing with Buzz, Danitz bent down to pick up the pasty thing that fell to the ground, and laughed:
This guy really believed it. I believed it because I wanted him and hated you so I didn't kill him.
The conversation he had with Anderson before was actually a pre-rehearsed drama, in order to make Anderson let Buzz go, which was reasonable and unquestionable.
This means you're acting well enough.Anderson said with a smile, the true performance is different.
Shit!Danitz cursed without hesitation.
He then sighed again:
I didn't expect him to be so patient, and he waited until midnight to take action, and we were even more patient.
If a hunter wants to catch prey, he must be patient enough. Sometimes, it can be enough to wait for a few days.Anderson responded casually.
For both of them, this is actually impossible. Whether it is the hunter, the provoker, the arsonist, or the harvester, they are not very good at psychics, let alone mastering the ability of hypnosis. If you want to obtain information, you can only work hard on conspiracy, besides to interrogate and threat.
This sentence makes sense, but after that, it will become my words to teach others...Danitz looked at the paste-like black thing in his hand and said:
It seems that I want to apply it to the surface of the mirror... and then I can contact the 'Levers General of Disease'?
That should be true, but even if you contact me, what's the use?Ask her to have breakfast on Thelos Island?Anderson laughed.
Danitz also knew that he and Anderson could not affect the people on the mirror, but instinctively wanted to do more and complete the tasks assigned by German Sparrow a little better.
He frowned slightly and said:
So what to do next?
Of course, I contacted German Sparrow and left it to him to handle the follow-up. This guy is mysterious in any aspect, and there should be a way to solve it.Anderson said, and, moreover, his task was to pursue the whereabouts of "Lieutenant General of Disease", and now there are results.
Daniz said yes and began to take out the candles and other items for the ceremony.
what are you up to?Anderson asked with a slightly weird expression.
Danitz set the altar without looking back:
Summoning Germansparo's messenger Ah.
... Anderson said silently for a few seconds, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette first.
Danitz replied excitedly:
It may be very big!Isn’t the ‘Black Death’ just disappearing after sailing west out of Thelos Island?
Anderson curled his mouth and laughed:
If you find out the whereabouts of the "Lieutenant General of Disease" so easily, why does it take for her to hide?
How can even an island that you can find out is considered secret enough?
Hello!What do you mean?Danitz felt like he was being ridiculed.
Anderson spread his hands and said:
I don't mean anything, I'm just using my brain to analyze it.
That island should exist, but it either belongs to the type that many people know about here, or it is a message that someone deliberately releases.
If it was the former, the fleet of "Ltd. General Tracy" would never be able to hide there. If it was the latter, it would be interesting. Who would release this news?
Danitz was still a little angry at first, but then he gradually followed Anderson's idea and analyzed:
The trap of some pirates or adventurers?But an island without much resources cannot attract people to explore.
‘Ltd. General of Disease’ himself?To find out who is going to track down her whereabouts?
Anderson smiled and said:
Yes, after my teaching, you have made considerable progress. Otherwise, I suspect that even if you drink the "Conspirator" potion, you will not be able to improve your brain. You will only mutate into turning the enemy into a familiar field and pull him into your own familiar territory, thereby defeating him.
This sentence was not what I said, it was what Emperor Rossell said.
After this period of collection, Anderson has helped Danitz get a main material and almost all auxiliary materials for the Conspirator Potion, and he is only one last step away from being able to succeed.
I suspect you have this ability…Danitz mumbled in a low voice in response.
Anderson ignored him and said to himself:
If it was the news released by the 'Line-General of Disease' himself, the secret island would definitely be a trap. Maybe there was nothing, there was only a mirror monitoring the ships and humans near the island. Perhaps it was directly an important stronghold of the Witch Cult mentioned by German Sparrow.
So what should we do next?Daniz asked subconsciously.
Anderson heard this and said hey:
You can't even imagine such a simple thing?
If you find this news from, of course we will go to find out the source of its information. If we look up layer by layer, we will always find something.
To Ah...Danitz wanted to agree, but the words turned into a hem.
Near the early morning, the second floor of a casino.
The brown-haired Buzz yawned and walked into his room.
Before he could use the moonlight outside the window to light the candle, he suddenly saw a blazing flame lit up in front of his eyes, which made it difficult for him to see for a short time.
Buzz's heart tightened and rushed to the side, rolling on the spot.
After rolling twice, his movements suddenly stopped, as if someone had used petrochemical techniques.
This was because there was a biting chill and a slight stinging pain coming from his neck, which made him unsurprising that if he moved a little further, blood would definitely spray on the roof.
What do you guys want to do?At this time, Buzz's vision had recovered. He saw a blond man standing beside him with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a pitch-black sword, while guarding the window with a black cloak and covering most of his face with a hood.
Daniz didn't answer Buzz's question, and looked at Anderson in a little surprised tone:
Why don't you pretend?
How can others know who to hate when pretending?Anderson responded with a look of inattention.
...Danitz breathed, Fortunately, I haven't been infected with this broken habit by you.
It doesn't matter.Anderson smiled and said, "I can tell who I'm having sex with during this period of time when I ask."
Shit!Daniz blurted out.
Buzz, who was pressed by Anderson with a dagger, dared not move, and could only listen quietly, feeling like he had returned to Trier and was watching a comedy.
What exactly are the two of them here to do... The intelligence dealer was deeply confused.
At this time, Anderson withdrew his gaze and looked down at Buzz and said:
Who told you that secret island located in the southwest that deviates from the main channel?
Buzz suddenly realized something and looked at Daniz at the window and said:
It's you!
In the past few days, this information has been sold to only one person!
...Are you recognized so quickly?Danitz didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Anderson pressed the dark sword in his hand slightly down, making the stinging feeling even more vivid:
Please respect the order before and after.
Baz suddenly felt like life was passing by quickly, and he quickly replied:
Yes, it is the 'Disease Lieutenant General'!
When did she tell you, and why did she tell you?Anderson continued to ask without surprise.
The night before the ‘Black Death’ left Thelos Island.Baz replied very quickly, afraid that he would die due to excessive bleeding. I didn't ask her why. At that time, I only focused on appreciating her beauty. She is worthy of being a famous "disease girl" Ah...
Even after a long time, when I think back on it in an extremely dangerous situation, Buzz can't hide his praise.
Is this the charm of the witch?Anderson said to himself and asked, "Do you have a way to contact her?"
No.Buzz shook his head quickly and asked me to record all the people who asked about her whereabouts and wait until she returns to Thelos Island before telling her. If anyone gets the information about the secret island and really leaves the port, he will let him go.
This is very reasonable.Anderson nodded and took back the dark short sword. Is there a trap?
I don't know either.Baz answered calmly.
Anderson said nothing, searched Buzz's body and the money in the room, and pointed it at the intelligence dealer with a short sword and said:
I originally wanted to kill you, but no one hated me.
Live well and curse me a few more times every day.
He turned around and walked to Daniz, jumped down from the window with him, and disappeared into the dark night without street lights.
Buzz touched his neck that was bleeding, stood up with fear, ran to the window, confirming that the two of them had disappeared just now.
Fortunately, I met a guy who seemed to have some mental problems, otherwise I would be dead today... He closed the window, locked the wooden door, carefully checked the room, and finally sat down, and drank half a bottle of Lie Langqi.
With the alcohol, Buzz collapsed into the bed and fell asleep like that.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it slowly came to three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Suddenly, Buzz turned over and sat up, his eyes bright and vivid, and he didn't even have a trace of drunkenness.
He found a dagger, pried a piece of wooden floor in the room, and picked up a thumb-sized ball of paper from below.
After the white paper unfolds layer by layer, there is a sticky, paste-like black thing in the middle.
Buzz took a quarter of it and walked to the mirror in the room to apply the thing.
At this moment, he saw two figures reflected in the mirror, one wearing a white shirt and a black vest, one hand in his pocket, holding a short sword, and the other wearing a deep cloak without revealing his face.
... As soon as Buzz's pupils dilated, Daniz punched the back of his head and fell into a coma.
And his last memory was a voice with a smile on his face:
He really didn't disappoint.
After dealing with Buzz, Danitz bent down to pick up the pasty thing that fell to the ground, and laughed:
This guy really believed it. I believed it because I wanted him and hated you so I didn't kill him.
The conversation he had with Anderson before was actually a pre-rehearsed drama, in order to make Anderson let Buzz go, which was reasonable and unquestionable.
This means you're acting well enough.Anderson said with a smile, the true performance is different.
Shit!Danitz cursed without hesitation.
He then sighed again:
I didn't expect him to be so patient, and he waited until midnight to take action, and we were even more patient.
If a hunter wants to catch prey, he must be patient enough. Sometimes, it can be enough to wait for a few days.Anderson responded casually.
For both of them, this is actually impossible. Whether it is the hunter, the provoker, the arsonist, or the harvester, they are not very good at psychics, let alone mastering the ability of hypnosis. If you want to obtain information, you can only work hard on conspiracy, besides to interrogate and threat.
This sentence makes sense, but after that, it will become my words to teach others...Danitz looked at the paste-like black thing in his hand and said:
It seems that I want to apply it to the surface of the mirror... and then I can contact the 'Levers General of Disease'?
That should be true, but even if you contact me, what's the use?Ask her to have breakfast on Thelos Island?Anderson laughed.
Danitz also knew that he and Anderson could not affect the people on the mirror, but instinctively wanted to do more and complete the tasks assigned by German Sparrow a little better.
He frowned slightly and said:
So what to do next?
Of course, I contacted German Sparrow and left it to him to handle the follow-up. This guy is mysterious in any aspect, and there should be a way to solve it.Anderson said, and, moreover, his task was to pursue the whereabouts of "Lieutenant General of Disease", and now there are results.
Daniz said yes and began to take out the candles and other items for the ceremony.
what are you up to?Anderson asked with a slightly weird expression.
Danitz set the altar without looking back:
Summoning Germansparo's messenger Ah.
... Anderson said silently for a few seconds, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette first.
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