"He helped me pay for the loss of 'White Shark'."

�Danitz didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "How much did you pay?"

"A few soli." Klein opened the door and walked out.

madman! This guy is downright crazy! No matter to others or to himself, he is a lunatic! Danis opened his mouth half-open, unable to speak.

Fortunately, I am a normal person! I will stay where safe! Danitz retracted his gaze, thinking half-sneeringly and half-joyfully.

As soon as he thought about it, the strong wind came again, making the glass windows creak and making the candle light in the house flicker.

Looking at this dim and surging scene, Danitz suddenly thought of a question:

This ship is parked in the port, which is also a part of Bansi Port. It is not safe, and it may take risks!

I'm here by myself, I might as well follow that monster, at least, at least he's strong! Danitz's body was faster than his mind, and he ran out of room 312 with a thud, and finally caught up with Klein before he left the cabin.

Klein glanced at him sideways. Although he didn't speak, the meaning of the question was very obvious.

Danitz hurriedly laughed and said, "If I choose to retreat from such a small danger, I will be ridiculed by all the pirates on the Sonia Sea!"

An excuse... Klein didn't expose it, and borrowed a lantern from the crew at the door.

Carrying a dim yellow lantern, holding a hardwood cane, and wearing a long black dress, he walked along the side of the ship and entered the dark port.

While lamenting, Danitz followed closely.

Unlike mainland cities such as Backlund, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, colonial islands such as Bansi lack gas, and the street lights on both sides are sparse, and candles are wrapped in glass shades, waiting to be lit.

Unfortunately, the wind rose early today, and no one went out in the evening. The candles did not emit light within the scheduled time, and the road was pitch-black, only relying on the crimson moon looming in the clouds to illuminate the outline.

Compared with before, the gust of wind is much calmer, at least Klein doesn't need to be distracted by his hat anymore.

The thin mist gradually permeated, and the doors and windows of the surrounding mainly two-story houses were closed, dark and dull, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

Klein held a dim yellow lantern in one hand and a solid cane in the other, and walked quickly on the extremely quiet street, approaching the direction of the Lime Restaurant pointed out by "Laging Flame" Danitz.

Woo!

In the mist, there was a swirling wind, and Klein inexplicably felt a chill in his neck.

He lifted the right palm holding the cane, so that the collar of the double-breasted frock coat became straight and erect, completely covering the neck.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind!

In the screen, a black figure the size of a watermelon jumped out of the mist and rushed to his ear in an instant.

Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm back and pulled out his cane violently.

boom!

As soon as the sudden black figure approached, it was drawn in the front, and flew backwards for a long time.

With the help of the light from the lantern, Klein finally saw clearly what was attacking him.

That's a head!

It was a head that had lost its body and was hanging from its esophagus! JrNovels.com