Chapter 583: Contingency Plan
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The ice-cold water instantly inundated Klein, drenching his golden-red dress and making him sink like a rock.
At the same time, Creeping Hunger had already finished eating the pirate, lightening his load.
Klein didn’t attempt to float up and had instead continued sinking downwards. He could faintly hear splas.h.i.+ng sounds across the distant waves. Apparently, pirates from the Sailor pathway had engaged in pursuit.
This was their home ground!
They could act like fish in such environments for a very long period of time!
Klein wasn’t alarmed. As a Magician who never performed unprepared, he had obviously thought of his escape plans if he met with failure. After all, there was nothing guaranteed about such matters.
To do his best acting as Helene and not be discovered by Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy, he had not only left the other mystical items and cash above the gray fog, but he had even done so for the charms that came under the water and wind domain that he recently made. However, this didn’t affect him. As a G.o.d, a Blessed, and a believer trinity, he had many miraculous methods to deal with the corresponding situation.
He quickly made Creeping Hunger turn pale and be dyed in a gloomy green. The surrounding seawater froze, forming layers of frost.
Before the frost completely turned into ice, Klein spread his wing muscles and spread out his arms. With the strength of a Zombie, he shattered the frost, sending them slightly further away.
This way, he temporarily produced a narrow s.p.a.ce that didn’t have any seawater around him.
The water instantly surged backwards to fill the s.p.a.ce. Klein extended his left palm and released the terrifying cold and spread it out, creating layers of ice walls.
For a brief moment, he seemed to be encased in an ice prison. He could stand in it and produce sound, but he was only limited to that tiny s.p.a.ce.
Klein immediately took tiny steps in a counterclockwise fas.h.i.+on while murmuring “Blessings Stem From The Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth,” before rapidly letting his Spirit Body go above the gray fog.
Just as his body appeared at The Fool’s high-back chair, he immediately picked up the Sea G.o.d Scepter which he had placed on the table.
Without needing to identify anything, he selected the point of light representing Gehrman Sparrow who had recently been promoted to a believer of Sea G.o.d. Through a previously established connection, he raised the short milky-white scepter and made the blue “gems” on it emit a blurry l.u.s.ter.
He replied to his “believer” and augmented himself with all sorts of spells, including but not limited to underwater breathing, freedom of movement, and pressure resistance.
Finally, he used a paper angel to interfere with any divination. He then ordered the nearby undersea creatures to help protect Gehrman Sparrow’s escape.
After doing all of this, Klein didn’t delay and had immediately returned to the real world and gained control of his body.
At that moment, the seawater’s pressure had crushed the constantly melting ice wall and had retaken that “independent” s.p.a.ce.
However, Klein could already breathe easily and swim rapidly.
Through the rippling but crystalline water, he saw fishes swimming towards him. A dark shadow rose up from beneath his feet as an unknown behemoth rapidly rose.
It was a strange brownish-red creature that looked like a squid. It was so ma.s.sive that its tentacles were enough to bind an entire s.h.i.+p.
It spewed black ink and instantly dyed the surrounding sea black. The few Sailor pathway Beyonders who were pursuing Klein instantly saw black as their bodies turned numb.
Unclear of what was happening, they immediately floated to the surface and dealt with the abnormalities in their bodies.
By the time they dived down again to find the enemy, they had already lost track of Klein.
At this moment, Klein was swimming at the bottom of the sea with great satisfaction; he even had the time to divert his attention to recall his failed operation and reflect on what he had done.
I had sufficient preparations to act as Helene. Even Tracy, who had shared numerous nights with her on the same bed, couldn’t instantly see through me. It accelerated the digestion of the potion.
During this process, I still had to overcome my aversion and find a way to both get into character and be detached. This was extremely helpful to the digestion of the potion.
I basically did the best I could for the battle. It can be considered a prepared performance, but I underestimated the strength of a Sequence 5 Demoness of Affliction and the experience of someone who inched her way to becoming Vice Admiral Ailment. Even though she lost her mystical item in the beginning, just my present strength and my mystical item weren’t enough to kill her quickly, unless I had used the Sea G.o.d Scepter… But this is around the Rorsted Archipelago.
Through today’s battle, I can clearly tell that I lack a mystical item with powerful offensive abilities…
Facing the reality of a failed mission, Klein was no doubt somewhat disappointed. However, he wasn’t depressed, because this wasn’t the end of this matter. He planned on writing to Mr. Azik to see if he was interested in the ancient chronicles related to Death and if he had the time to pay a visit.
Before Klein left the captain’s cabin, he had snapped his fingers to ignite the male clothing he had left in the changing room, as well as any hair or skin he had left behind. This was to make it seem like he didn’t wish to leave any traces, but it was in fact a form of concealment and deceit.
What he was concealing was the hair and b.u.t.ton he had secretly thrown into a particular room without anyone noticing after he entered the cabin.
Having wiped away any traces of himself, Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy would mistakenly believe that the a.s.sa.s.sin was afraid of exposing himself because of the fear of suffering a remote curse. Then, it would be difficult for her to seriously get the pirates to check for any remnant items.
With the hair and b.u.t.ton, Klein could use divination to lock onto the location of the Black Death up to a certain amount of time. This way, as long as Mr. Azik was willing, he could bring him to Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy.
Sigh, I originally thought I wouldn’t need Mr. Azik’s help. I thought I could succeed just by myself, alone. Ultimately, I fell just short… Klein sighed and felt a blow to his self-esteem.
This was one of the reasons why he didn’t seek Mr. Azik’s help in the beginning. The other reason was that he wasn’t certain that Tracy was in possession of the ancient chronicles related to Death. If she really didn’t have it, it would be rather awkward to have Mr. Azik make a trip for nothing. Furthermore, he was worried that even with Mr. Azik’s help, that he would still need to act as Helene to find the Black Death and Tracy. He still needed to wear her clothes and use himself as bait.
That would be too embarra.s.sing to do it in front of someone he knew!
In fact, if it wasn’t to obtain intelligence and solely to eliminate Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy, it would’ve been a lot simpler. Once I swim back to Bayam and go above the gray fog, I simply need to lock onto their location and use the Sea G.o.d Scepter to create a storm…
This isn’t to say that a huge area-of-attack blast will definitely kill Tracy on the spot, but it will attract Sea King Jahn Kottman’s attention. When the time comes, the Black Death’s location would be exposed to the Church of Storms… Sea King will happily take down Ailment Maiden…
Klein shook his head with self-deprecating mockery. With his Seer’s spiritual intuition guiding him, he rapidly swam towards the sh.o.r.e.
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On the Black Death, Tracy removed her layers of defense and walked to the diamond-inlaid bangle, in her damaged, blood-stained clothes. She bent down to pick it up.
What a cautious attacker. I might not even be comparable to her back when I was an a.s.sa.s.sin… No, him… Tracy suddenly clenched her teeth.
This wasn’t because she nearly died at his hands, but because he had sensed that the man had done something to Helene.
According to the way Emperor Roselle put it, she suspected that there was something green 1 growing on her head.
“Helene, are you really that cold and heartless? No, perhaps she was forced.” Tracy turned her head to look at the nasty wound on her left shoulder as she felt the heart-wrenching pain.
If not for the strengthening of her physique brought about by the a.s.sa.s.sin and Instigator Sequence, with a significant enhancement in subsequent Sequences, just that one blow alone could’ve made her lose her entire arm. She would be like those pirates who had their arms blown off by rifles.
As the blood flowed and stained her vision red, Tracy got the blonde female attendant to enter and use her abilities to help her deal with her injuries while instructing the surrounding pirates who had their eyes fixated on her to search for any items the attacker had left behind.
Unfortunately, the pirates informed her that all of his clothes had been automatically destroyed.
This made Tracy recall the snap the enemy had made before he left. She sighed once again.
“How careful.
“Furthermore, he’s not one bit greedy. If he had taken the bangle, then I wouldn’t need to worry about not catching up to him.”
Tracy waved her hand, motioning for most of the pirates to leave, leaving behind Wormtongue Mithor King and a few high-ranking members of the crew.
“Third Mate, go to Bayam again. Perform a thorough investigation to figure out where the Resistance found that Helene,” Tracy ordered in a solemn voice.
With great difficulty, Mithor retracted his gaze from his captain’s chest.
“Alright!”
Tracy thought for a moment and added, “Spread this matter. Say that I’m seriously injured and will not be able to recover anytime soon.
“Also, First Mate, immediately set sail. Don’t stay here any longer.”
As she issued orders, silence was quickly restored around Tracy.
Only at this point did she have the time to figure out which faction the attacker came from, why he would attack her, and what motives he had…
Unfortunately, the more Tracy thought, the more puzzled she became. She had no idea what the truth was. Although she had many enemies, none of them possessed similar powers.
Finally, she found a clue as she muttered to herself, “Creeping Hunger?”
…
In the middle of the night, in a private harbor on Blue Mountain Island.
Standing by the receding and advancing waves was a female figure. She was none other than Klein, who was still disguised as Helene.
He circled under the water and quickly came onto sh.o.r.e. He infiltrated the house of a nearby fisherman and got some tattered clothes to change into before changing back into Gehrman Sparrow.
Leaving behind the rather expensive dress as compensation, Klein rapidly left the private harbor and returned to the City of Generosity, Bayam, before daybreak.
He wasn’t in a rush to meet up with Danitz. Instead, he found a random motel to stay in. He used a ritual and brought back Azik’s copper whistle, other mystical items, and cash back to the real world.
After confirming that he could divine the location of the Black Death, he blew the copper whistle.