Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 383 The way of acting

At nine o'clock in the morning, the two arrived at the pier and saw the huge passenger ship, the White Agate, that would accompany them on the nine-day journey.

Indeed, as the guard selling tickets at the ticket company said, it has both the sails of the old era and a new steam engine. The chimney and the sails that have not yet been deployed are stacked on top of each other, which is a unique style of this era.

What surprised Angel was that there were twelve wide gun emplacements on the side of the White Agate near the dock, and they were not decorative. Each emplacement was equipped with a cast-iron cannon, with the barrel pointing upwards, like It is declaring its right to sail freely on the five seas.

No wonder the guard said that they had never been robbed by pirates. Together with the cannons on the other side, these 24 large-caliber cannons probably exceeded the configuration of many pirate ships, and the latter would not take the risk of exchanging one for one to rob such a ship. , they are just seeking money, not starting a war...

But on the other hand, even the passenger ships plying the main waterways are equipped with this number of artillery, which also shows that even in the offshore areas near the northern continent, there are many pirates lingering, waiting for opportunities to rob passing ships.

Angel withdrew her gaze, and she and Klein carried their luggage to the boarding ramp - she was still too embarrassed to let him carry her luggage, although there was a high probability that the "servant" that Klein mentioned before was for "Faceless". person" role.

There were many passengers waiting in line beside the gangway. Seven or eight tall crew members and sailors stood in a row, greeting the passengers like a guard of honor. They opened their coats in the cold wind, revealing their single clothes, showing off their weather-beaten looks. A strong body, as well as a revolver and a sword around his waist.

This made many passengers who were worried after seeing the artillery look relieved.

"Many of them have served in the military. It seems that the statement that Captain Ireland and his sailors are all retired from the navy is not exaggerated."

Klein whispered, stood at the end of the line with Angel, quickly checked the tickets, boarded the White Agate, and checked again at the reception desk.

"The first class cabin is on the upper floor, room 310. Here is your key."

Angel took the key and was about to go to the upper floor in the direction pointed out by the waiter when he suddenly heard a child's rather sharp shout coming from the gangway.

She subconsciously became nervous, and so did Klein next to her. The two of them looked in the direction of the shouting, only to realize that two children, a boy and a girl, were coming from the gangway, and the sound was coming from the girl who started the call.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as Melissa. She walked energetically at the front and screamed with excitement as she looked at the large deck. Behind her was a boy about ten years old, wearing a children's formal suit and looking a little... cautious.

Behind the two children were a well-dressed middle-aged couple, three servants carrying luggage and boxes, and three smartly dressed bodyguards, two men and one woman, with gun bags on their waists.

There were ten people in total, which was really huge... Angel's sight was hidden behind the black gauze of the hat and was not noticed by them. It was not until this group of people walked towards the inner warehouse under the "leadership" of the girl that she retracted her gaze and looked to the side. Klein.

The latter's eyes were also chasing the group of passengers, that girl to be precise.

Could it be that he was thinking of Melissa, but Melissa was not that noisy and would only quietly admire the mechanical equipment on the ship, and even wanted to go to the power room to see the steam engine... Angel recalled with the same nostalgia, gently pulling He grabbed Klein's sleeve and followed the team into the inner warehouse, heading to his room No. 310.

Compared with single rooms in second and third class cabins, the living room in first class cabins alone is 30 square meters, with thick carpets, solid wood desks and soft sofas. Although limited by conditions, there is no balcony or floor-to-ceiling windows. But the large portholes can also show the sea view to the residents. Both sides of the living room lead to the master bedroom and three servant rooms, with independent washrooms.

"It's a pity that we didn't bring servants like the family just did, and wasted so much room."

Angel looked around in the center of the living room, suddenly sighed and said, she began to feel a little distressed about the 35 pounds for the boat ticket.

"Isn't there a...servant here?"

Klein put down his suitcase, crossed his arms in an exaggerated way, bent down to salute, and spoke humbly, but with an unnatural pause.

"Really? Then you sleep in the servants' room at night?"

Amused by his actions, Angel smiled and pointed to the servant's room farthest from the master bedroom, and then carried his luggage to the master bedroom, carrying the "lucky" revolver and various items that were inconvenient to carry because he was wearing a skirt. The ammunition was taken out, a change of clothes was put into the closet, and alchemy tools and other rarely used items were stuffed into the depths of the closet, and then it was discovered that Klein really hadn't followed.

She curiously returned to the living room and found Klein standing there with a frown on his face, looking at his palms, the expression on his face changing... No, his face shape was constantly changing into different shapes due to the wriggling of muscles and skin. Angel saw Sherlock's beard, Klein's chin, and some even stranger qualities.

"Klein!"

Her heart tightened, and she quickly ran forward, holding Klein's shoulders tightly with both hands. Ignoring his squirming facial features and the slender sprouts on his cheeks, she pressed her forehead against his forehead and shouted softly again: "Ke Ryan, relax, I'm right here..."

As if he woke up from a nightmare, Klein looked at Angel blankly. The close distance between their eyes made it difficult to focus, but he gradually calmed down under the gaze of his gentle purple eyes, and the flesh and skin on his face re-fixed. , transformed back into the person she was familiar with.

"Sorry...I just, something was wrong just now..."

Klein's face turned pale, as if he had consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. After Angel helped him sit on the sofa, he regained his composure and explained what had just happened.

"It's because of what I just said..."

"It has nothing to do with the joke you just made," Klein immediately replied with a solemn tone, "I just have some doubts about my identity, or to be precise, the identity played by the 'Faceless Man'."

When Backlund designed the identity of "Gehrman Sparrow" for himself in order to go to the sea and practice the role of "Faceless Man", he prepared to be a maverick adventurer at sea and explore The "Legend of the Mermaid" is closely related to the next sequence of potions, while pursuing other treasures and leaving your own legend in the five seas.

But when he was getting along with Angel these days, he involuntarily let his way of thinking and actions return to Backlund's Sherlock Moriarty period. This was also the appearance that he had changed into "Gehrman", but Angel Reason why he is still called "The Great Detective" from time to time.

Then, just now, when he saw a family of four with bodyguards and servants, the girl who was about the same age as Melissa did, as Angel expected, bring back memories buried in Klein's heart, which made him become a "Cline Moretti" in Tingen.

Several different "settings" intermingled in Klein's mind, finally causing him confusion. When the "servant Gehrman" appeared just now, this conflict reached its peak, making his thoughts confused and even... Manifested in the extraordinary abilities of the "Faceless Man".

After listening to Klein's explanation, Angel sighed softly. She did not expect that after being promoted to Sequence 6, Klein would have such an abnormality due to the conflict between different "identities". Although it was not out of control, it was not too far off. .

And there seems to be her negative role in this, otherwise this "Gehrman Sparrow" should be just a simple adventurer with an impulse to hunt for treasure, right?

"No, not only is it an adventure, Gehrman is also planning to hunt down some evil pirates and feed him a magical item that will devour human lives every time it is used. This makes him hide an unknown madness under his gentleness and politeness. .”

Klein continued to explain, holding out his left hand, displaying a "squirming hunger" disguised as a regular black glove.

He had calmed down at this time, his tone was calm, and he seemed to be talking about the third person's character and behavior.

Why does it feel like the separation of identities has become more serious... Angel looked at Klein with some worry.

Is this the hidden danger of the "faceless man"? But it’s only been a few days since he assumed his new identity?

She herself has experienced the process of suppression, confusion, and final release of various impulses within her body during the "Happiness" period of Sequence 6. It is not that she cannot understand the confusion caused by Klein's eagerness to act at this time, but if it continues like this , I'm afraid it won't be long before this guy who keeps swinging between "crazy Gehrman Sparrow" and "kind and polite Klein Moretti" may have big problems again.

Fortunately, I still have some clues...

"Then, from now on, you will be Gehrman Sparrow," she said, staring closely into Klein's brown eyes, her tone soft, as if to comfort the other "people" in his body, "Not the best brother. My brother and I are not a cautious but occasionally impulsive detective, but an adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow who is crazy at heart and makes pirates fearful, okay?"

Klein did not nod immediately, but lightly closed his eyes. His facial expressions squirmed and changed along with the skin and flesh, and various forms familiar or unfamiliar to Angel appeared. Finally, they settled on a thin but angular face, with slanted black hair. After combing her hair, she opened her eyes, with a hint of deliberate ferocity in her eyes.

"It's not like you're crazy about pirates..."

Angel laughed a little. She knew that this transformation might not be that easy. Even with the help of extraordinary abilities, she would have to gradually adapt to her new identity.

"But you must remember that no matter how you 'act', you will always be yourself and Klein Moretti. Even if you forget, I will never forget."

She said solemnly, relaxing after Klein nodded slowly, ending this serious conversation.

"So, Mr. Crazy Adventurer, should we go to lunch first, or..."

Angel changed the topic, and spoke softly in a tone that was mixed with his own temptation and the dignified and restrained temperament imitated by the "Desperate Lady".

　Why have I become a 3K beast? I can’t finish writing, I can’t finish writing at all... This is just a degradation.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)