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Stupid and incompetent people have no value in surviving.
This sea area is classified as a restricted area that cannot be approached, and basically no ships will pass by.
If you want to leave by swimming, you are undoubtedly courting death.
After several minutes, there was another sound of something falling on the deck from the stern.
It was Klein who was all wet and threw a fish weighing seven or eight pounds onto the deck.
He took a breath, turned the paper left on the deck into a knife, cut open the belly of the fish, emptied out the liver and other items, rinsed it with seawater in the barrel, and then cut the fish into thin slices. Thin sashimi.
Unfortunately, there was no wasabi or soy sauce, so I had to make do with it.
Klein sighed secretly and glanced at Mr. A, who was still staring here. He couldn't help turning his back and slowly enjoying his belated dinner.
Late at night, the cold wind on the sea carried water vapor, and the clothes were not dry yet. Klein sneezed several times while huddled behind the mast.
During the battle with Mr. A, he was affected by the opponent's disease ability, and his body was already weak. Now with the sea breeze blowing, his body could not last long.
My head was dizzy, my nose was stuffy, and my whole body was cold and wet. I could only generate some heat through the shaking of my body muscles.
His eyes unconsciously looked towards the cabin that could provide shelter from the wind and rain, but even Mr. A could only guard outside the door, and he was even less qualified to enter and rest inside, even though there were many rooms on the ship.
After watching for a while, he shifted his gaze to the starry sky above his head.
It was rare that there were no dark clouds tonight, and the stars in the sky were extremely bright. Even without the crimson moon, they could still illuminate the entire starry sky.
In the bright starlight, the mysterious man seen during the day appeared again.
Klein trembled all over, and his mind immediately became much clearer.
But he made no noise.
The starlight is bright but not dazzling. It shines on that person, holy and majestic.
Evil God? True Creator?
Is this really a match?
Klein sighed in his heart and immediately suppressed this thought. As we all know, this kind of evil god is best at hiding his true appearance and always appears in a more convincing and friendly image.
The figure seemed to be aware of his gaze and slowly descended onto the deck.
Mr. A, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately became energetic and came to the edge, looking like he was ready for orders at any time.
"I have a deck of tarot cards here. Do you want to try your luck?"
Hastur was talking.
The twelve tarot cards each cover the front side, floating in the air in the shape of a circle.
No, I don't want to at all.
Klein subconsciously wanted to refuse. He still remembered that when he first came to this world, he once did a tarot card divination, and the one he drew was the Fool card. Later, he was indeed entangled with the Fool card.
If he draws the Fool card in front of this mysterious man, will he recognize that he is the mysterious Fool?
But when he met the mysterious man's gaze, Klein knew that he would never escape tonight. He could only grit his teeth and stand up, take a few steps closer, and bravely draw a tarot card from Mr. A each.
There was no surprise, the card he drew was the Fool card!
Klein's mind was buzzing and he unconsciously licked his astringent and dry lips. His face suddenly turned pale.
This is in sharp contrast to Mr. A who was very happy when he drew the Hanged Man card next to him.
"The Hanged Man, sacrifice and burden, you are a devout believer."
Hastur reaffirmed Mr. A’s faith, which made Mr. A so excited that his whole body was shaking.
Then, Hastur turned his gaze to Klein, who looked a little dull, glanced at the Fool card in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Fool, a new beginning, a new journey."
Klein's whole body went stiff, with a biting chill exuding from every pore.
I didn't know if it was his imagination just now, but when the other person read the word fool, he seemed to pause for a moment before continuing.
Could it be that He has seen through His hidden true identity?
Want to escape!
This is the only thought in Klein's mind at the moment, but he also clearly understands that he will never be able to leave the ship unless the other party lets him go.
He could only force out a smile and said: "It's a very good card, I like it very much."
Hastur said no more, put away the twenty-two tarot cards and disappeared.
The matter of stripping off the waistcoat will stop here first. If we continue to talk about it, Klein may be in the mood to commit suicide.
Let’s leave the last fig leaf for Mr. Fool.
Mr. A also left and continued to guard the cabin door.
Klein returned to his original position with his legs that were almost numb and sighed heavily.
This was so exciting that his little heart couldn't stand it.
If it happened one or two more times, he thought his heart would burst on its own because it couldn't bear the pressure.
……
On the fourth day of Klein's life on the ship, his whole body became weaker and weaker, and rest and food continued to destroy his body.
In the afternoon of this day, a ship happened to pass by in the nearby waters. Klein's eyes suddenly lit up and he glanced at Mr. A subconsciously.
The other party did not kill him and took him away from the desert island. He must have intended to help him.
“You must always remember that this is a gift from the Lord to you.”
After saying that, Mr. A drove Klein off the boat and allowed him to leave on the boat.
Chapter 330 The Hanged Man’s First Meeting with the World
"Cough cough cough..."
It has been three days since Klein was kicked off the ship by Mr. A and arrived on this new ship.
On the first day he boarded the ship, his strength finally reached its limit and he became seriously ill.
It wasn't until today that things got a lot better. He looked at himself in the mirror who had obviously changed a lot, and silently made a decision.
He is about to start a new journey with a new identity. The old Klein needs to rest. At least he should not appear again in a short period of time.
There are really too many things that cannot be explained, such as how he survived the Bansi Port incident?
When the Lord of Storms descended and destroyed Bansi Port, he had no reason to survive.
And what happens after you survive?
Said that he was stranded on an uninhabited desert island and was rescued by Mr. A and the angel of fate Ouroleus?
And he also met a mysterious man who was suspected of being the real creator?
Not only did they not kill him, but they also let him go?
Are such remarks really convincing?
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't believe this kind of rhetoric.
And the most critical point is that his identity is destined to attract enemies in the future, so it is better to break off the relationship with Benson and Melissa first, so as not to implicate them in the end.
Klein's death was enough to leave a generous death benefit for them, so that their future life could be considered guaranteed.
If there is a chance in the future, I will go to Backlund to visit them.
"Mr. World, Gehrman Sparrow, this is my new identity."
Klein looked at himself in the mirror and murmured.
In order to better play the new identity of Gehrman Sparrow, he needed to give himself a make-up, which was definitely not suitable for his original delicate and bookish self.
After making the decision, Klein felt much more relaxed.
He couldn't help but think of what the mysterious man said that night after he drew the Fool card.
"Fool, a new beginning, a new journey."
Is all this already doomed?
Destiny is always awe-inspiring.
dong dong dong.
There was a knock on the door. Klein ruffled his hair before going to open the door.
The person who came was the deputy of the captain of the ship. He was very tall, nearly two meters tall. He said in a loud voice: "Our captain said that the sea does not support idlers. Your body has gradually recovered. You need to prepare for this period of time." A little remuneration for taking care of them is our very reasonable request.”
Klein nodded and said with a smile: "I will pay enough. This is a small reward for a kind person."
After hearing the satisfactory answer, the big man immediately asked someone to deliver another nourishing fish soup mixed with weed medicine to Klein.
Klein has always been grateful to this ship and the captain and others. When he was seriously ill, they not only did not throw him into the sea to feed the fish, but also had people take care of him to recover.
I didn't mention this until today. This is already a rare kind person.
He bet that if he was unfortunate enough to fall into the hands of Mr. Hanged Man, he would probably be sunk into the sea on the second day after boarding the ship.
In Klein
While I was thinking, there was suddenly a panicked sound outside, and the entire deck began to shake slightly.
Klein didn't care that his body hadn't recovered yet and hurriedly went to a crowded place to see what was going on.
"It's a pirate!"
"Pirates are coming!"
The people on the ship were panicked. One of the most terrifying things on the sea is to encounter pirates, which are far more destructive than rough seas.
Klein's heart sank and he lamented that his luck was really bad.
He only paused briefly before heading to the captain's cabin to show the captain that he could also help fight against the pirates.
The captain patted his shoulder and said, "Very good, I didn't save the wrong person."
"Good people should be rewarded accordingly."
Klein expressed his attitude again, then left the captain's room and came to the deck outside. Along with the sailors holding weapons, he looked at the pirate ships heading here.