Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 491 The Reorganized Ghost Ship

"Captain, it's almost six o'clock, and there's only one hour left."

The sailor on the side whispered to "The Hanged Man" Alger.

On the deck of the "Blue Avenger", all the sailors gathered on the bow of the ship, looking at the quiet and mysterious unnamed island not far away. Under the dusk sunlight, it seemed to be coated with a layer of the same color as gold. light.

"I understand, just wait."

Alger nodded gloomily.

In another hour, "Queen" and "The World" landed on the island and lost contact for a whole day. This was also the longest waiting time they had agreed on before.

After that, the ghost ship will leave, and being stranded on this isolated island far away from the route and unvisited by no one will almost mean death for mid-series Extraordinaries who do not have the ability to travel long distances.

The "Gazeers" were too powerful, and their hunt failed, and they even lost their lives? The one-third of the income that belongs to her still belongs to the "Queen", and both she and "The World" are important combat forces of the Tarot Club... The young, almost girlish "Queen" has to go through it again. A death?

The other person's face that always had a calm smile came to mind. Alger pursed his lips and looked at the sailors around him who were also worried about the safety of the two of them, or were worried about the "final payment" of the mission, and were about to speak.

boom--

There was a muffled sound under the bow of the ship. He looked over and saw a thick wooden board almost the size of a small boat hitting the ghost ship near the solid waterline with the waves. It scratched twice and slowly floated away. Its direction It's the island not far away.

"Dear Mr. Fool, 'The World' and I have returned to Bayam safely. Please tell Mr. 'The Hanged Man' that he and his ghost ship can return. I will sacrifice the remaining balance of this journey later. give him."

Alger heard himself sigh in relief.

That's a ghost ship that's assembling itself!

Alger felt a layer of cold sweat forming on his back. He put down the telescope and looked at the wooden plank that was drifting away in that direction. He suddenly understood its strange shape and the reason why the "Blue Avenger" refused the order.

Under the cliff, among the rocks, countless wooden strips and thick planks were coming together, being assembled by invisible hands and meshing and tightening with each other at a surprising speed. In the few dozen seconds he observed , a keel has gradually taken shape. Looking at the scale, it is at least a huge warship nearly a hundred meters long!

call--

The crew members cheered after a brief period of astonishment. Although some people still wondered how their captain knew the other party's whereabouts, the additional income and vacation quickly dispelled this doubt. This was also the outcome Alger hoped for.

But a doubt immediately appeared in his mind:

How did they cross thousands of miles and return to Bayam in one day, which would take the extremely fast "Blue Avenger" four days to reach?

He suddenly realized a fact that he had accidentally overlooked, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

Alger casually gave the order for the Blue Avenger to grab the board through the cable and bring it to the deck for closer inspection.

Although ghost ships generally have the characteristic of "escaping control", they are usually very well-behaved and obedient when the captain or designated commander is on board. This kind of direct disobedience to orders is extremely rare!

Seeing that the board was about to drift away, Alger turned back to look at the sailors, and was about to order them to go into the water to retrieve it. Suddenly, gray mist surged in front of his eyes, and a blond figure bowed his head in prayer:

Wait, Miss "Queen" already knows that Gehrman Sparrow is "The World"?

This is much faster than any voyage or even battle!

The "Queen" and "The World" who left early, the resurrected ghost ship, the high-sequence Beyonders who might come to help them... Thoughts flashed through Alger's mind, and he tried hard to put them together.

"The two employers will leave on other ships, so we don't need to wait. Of course, the balance will be paid on time. After returning to the 'City of Generosity', we will have three days of vacation!"

But when he looked at the island for the last time, Alger suddenly noticed a subtle shadow appearing on the side of the island. His heart moved, he picked up the monocular on his waist, pulled it to the maximum, and looked at that location.

It's low tide now, so the floating objects should be far away from the island... Anything weird?

"Fetch it up."

As far as he knew, except for a very small number of mid-sequences, fast travel was the prerogative of the demigods!

Temporarily calming down his speculations, he cleared his throat and announced that after ten minutes of preparation, he would sail back and leave the island.

He turned back and looked at the sea, and found that the wooden board had floated far away, as if there was extra force pushing it. He shook his head and put down his inner curiosity.

"Set sail now!"

Ignoring the crew members who were all picking up items on the deck, he shouted, and the three main sails of the ghost ship were instantly opened. The sail ropes were taut and adjusted in the sea breeze, and then suddenly surged at a speed that made the sailors stagger. He started, drew an arc with a very short radius, and left the island at full speed.

The cable next to him curled up, instead of extending downward, it returned to the mast, as if refusing the captain's order.

"The scene where they recognized each other probably wouldn't be very friendly..."

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"Huh, Klein, Sherlock, Gehrman, and 'The World'..." With a cold smile on his face, Angel sat on the hired carriage leading outside the city. The unfriendly aura exuding from his body made the driver The driver shrank his neck inexplicably.

It was already Thursday, the second day after she and Klein returned to Bayam. The Hanged Man's ship would probably not arrive until the weekend, and she was about to head to the rebel private port in the suburbs to find Elaine. , and see how effective your “investment” is.

Of course, these are all excuses. The real intention is to leave Klein and leave him alone for a while.

The reason is that Angel is full of sullenness at this time, both for himself and for Klein.

"So many clues are in front of me... 'The World' is in Backlund, and so is he. When he came to the sea, 'The World' also left Backlund; after he obtained 'Creeping Hunger', 'The World' The extraordinary characteristics of the Faceless Man were sold, and that was because the ability was similar to his own... The most important thing is that every time I attend a Tarot meeting, I can find reasonable excuses to avoid him. I thought it was because I was smart. The plan, it turns out that he also wants to participate in the Tarot Club..."

Looking back on what happened after they reunited with each other in Backlund, and even the time they went to sea together, Angel felt extremely regretful and a little angry.

He was regretful that he didn't realize it for so long and actually asked the other party to explain before he reacted. He was angry that Klein had kept it secret for so long, and he might have read a lot of jokes in secret.

"I asked Mr. Hanged Man to get rid of him on the Blue Avenger, and I was even proud of it. It turned out that it was all under his nose...Wait a minute, didn't the Hanged Man also know that he is the World? 'Really? Am I the only one who is kept in the dark?"

Thinking of this, Angel clenched his fists.

I was so angry that it would take at least a whole day to forgive him!

she thought angrily.

……

After getting off the carriage and leaving the few roads on Blue Mountain Island, Angel walked through the jungle and arrived at the rebel private port hidden deep in the jungle. Compared with when he left a week ago, there were several more pirate ships and smuggling ships here. , making the small port look very lively.

Without much effort, she found the "Redhead" that belonged to herself and Elaine. The three-masted sailboat worth 2000 pounds had been repainted bright red above the waterline, and several sailors were busy on the deck. To hold the boat, pull the sail rope, and carry items.

Elaine, who has long brown hair and a slightly round face that makes it difficult to remember the details, is directing the hoisting of heavy objects on the dock. She was wearing a tight-fitting shirt, trousers, and knee-high boots. Although her conspicuous red hair and handsome appearance were no longer visible, her figure was still tall and attractive under the clothes and trousers, causing passing sailors to glance at her from time to time. On the smuggling ship docked in the distance, there were even bolder crew members whistling and looking excited.

With thoughts of mischief welling up in his heart, Angel approached softly and used the "Hypocrisy" ring to transform into "Lieutenant General Disease" Tracy. She was originally wearing male-style clothes that made it easier to move. After her face and body changed, she and The Tracy I met that night could hardly tell the difference.

"Elaine, I didn't expect you to be here..."

There were still several meters away from the opponent. In order to avoid alerting the vigilant "hunter", Angel stopped and spoke in Tracy's tone and tone.

The attractive woman with an attractive back in front of her froze, her arm muscles suddenly tightened, and her neck seemed to be rusty as she turned around.

What surprised Angel was that Elaine did not run away immediately or attack immediately. Her completely different face showed a mixture of surprise and panic, and even some joy of reunion after a long absence.

"Tracy, you, why are you here..."

Her gray eyes looked at Angel in confusion, making the latter suddenly feel nervous.

Wait, something is wrong with Elaine's behavior. I'm here to scare her...

Angel subconsciously took a step back.

Fortunately, Elaine reacted quickly and the expression on her face returned to normal.

"No, Tracy can't know what I look like now... Are you Miss Angelica?"

Knowing that he had been exposed, Angel nodded, and his face and figure instantly returned to their original appearance. Of course, in order to conceal his identity, his hair color and eye color changed slightly.

"As expected, it's you...are you here to check on the preparation progress of 'Redhead'?"

After adjusting her mood, a confident smile quickly appeared on Elaine's face.

But with her behavior just now, she must have thought that I was Tracy... Angel cursed, and under the guidance of the other party, he began to visit the sailboat he invested in.

(End of this chapter)