hotmtlnovel Chapter 180 Wanted by Danitz
Chapter 180 Wanted by Danitz
Chapter 180 Wanted by Danitz
Lorne left Wiz's Antique Shop.
Instead of returning to the hotel immediately, he turned into a secluded alleyway where no one was around. After confirming that there were no prying eyes around, he took out the "disguise cufflink" he had just acquired from his pocket.
Slowly infuse it with spirituality.
A moment later, the small object, carved with intricate patterns, began to heat up and tremble slightly. Immediately afterward, Lorne felt a tingling, twisting sensation on his face, as if countless ants were crawling on it.
He could clearly feel that his cheekbones were being slightly raised by an invisible force, and the lines of his jaw were becoming more defined.
He reached out and rubbed his face, feeling a little awkward.
There shouldn't be any problems now.
With dyed hair, a changed aura, and subtle adjustments to facial features—this way, I doubt anyone will recognize me—Lorne thought to himself.
He fastened the cufflink, which was still draining his spiritual energy, to his cuff, then straightened his collar and walked back onto the street, heading towards the inn.
However, he had only walked a short distance when he suddenly stopped.
Just now, he suddenly sensed an extremely subtle and ominous flow of "disaster"!
He immediately looked up, warily peering ahead down the street. Soon, a group of about five or six people, hurrying along, came into view.
They were all dressed in ordinary casual clothes, but their steps were unusually agile, and each of them exuded a fierce aura that kept strangers at bay.
Thanks to the powerful spiritual intuition of the "monster" pathway, Lorne was able to detect that the spiritual fluctuations on their bodies were very abnormal.
The extraordinary Lorne immediately made a judgment.
Moreover, at such a time, they dare to act so openly in groups on the street—they are probably members of the Storm Church.
He leaned against the wall by the roadside without making a sound, observing their route out of the corner of his eye.
Are they heading towards the suburbs?
Upon seeing this direction, Lorne's heart skipped a beat.
He immediately remembered the abandoned house in the suburbs that he and Danitz had used to create the doubles and deceive Alger.
An extremely bad premonition instantly enveloped his heart.
Let's rewind to a few days ago.
Since that night when he was rescued from the Black Death by the mysterious chestnut-haired lady, Alger has stayed in his captain's cabin and has not gone out.
Even though he was usually calm and collected, whenever he recalled how he had been tricked by that fool Danitz, and how he had almost died under mysterious circumstances or been handed over like a commodity, an uncontrollable rage would erupt from the bottom of his heart.
So he decided to report the matter to the church.
No... I can't tell you the whole story. He quickly calmed down. That would only make me look incredibly foolish.
Although Alger always prided himself on his intelligence, among the members of the Storm Church he knew, whether superiors or colleagues, none could rival him in terms of intellect alone.
But—this is just too shameful! If word gets out that he was deceived by a seemingly dim-witted "Flame," then knocked unconscious and taken away without any chance to fight back, and finally hung upside down from the mast, he will never be able to show his face in the church again!
But not retaliating against Danitz is absolutely impossible!
I remember—that guy Danitz said that "Admiral Iceberg" was on a major operation at sea recently and needed him to provide support in Bayam.
Alger recalled the excuse that Danitz had made up in the dilapidated house to convince him to come forward and claim the reward.
At the time, Alger knew it was most likely a pretext, so he didn't take it seriously. But now it seems that this detail can be used against him!
He could submit this "intelligence" verbatim. The Church had already conducted a major operation at sea, and certainly didn't want any more trouble in Bayam. And the name "Iceberg Admiral" carried enough weight to attract the attention of the higher-ups.
What's even more remarkable is that this was said "personally" by Danitz. The church's conventional methods of verification were also unable to determine its authenticity.
Moreover, capturing pirates is also part of the church's duty, so even if it is ultimately found to be inconsistent with the facts, the higher-ups can't really say anything.
Furthermore, if Danitz were to be arrested and confess to being deceived, he could claim that he had sensed something was amiss beforehand.
They hid.
He claimed that he was rescued by that lady, and Danitz probably didn't know that he had escaped from the "General of Disease." He could make up whatever story he wanted.
"What a pity, we don't know the exact location of the 'Black Death'." Alger felt a pang of regret.
He was unconscious when he was brought aboard the "Black Death" and was still unconscious when he was rescued, so he had no idea of the ship's exact coordinates. Otherwise, if he could have reported this information, it would have been a great achievement.
Soon after, Alger sorted out his thoughts and went to the "Wave Church" to find his direct superior, Bishop Jorgori.
He told the other party the crucial information that "Iceberg Admiral" Edwina was suspected of having a major operation in Bayam and had sent her trusted boatswain "Flame" Danitz to meet her.
““Lieutenant General Iceberg”? Are you sure?” Bishop Jogori’s face showed surprise.
"Yes, Your Excellency," Alger replied respectfully. "I learned this by chance from 'Flame' Danitz while I was gathering intelligence. Danitz is currently lurking within the city of Bayam."
Upon hearing this, Bishop Djogori's expression immediately turned serious.
He knew that "Iceberg General" Edwina Edwards was suspected of being a black glove for the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom".
The Storm Church and the Knowledge Church have always been at odds. Recently, the church has been undertaking an important operation at sea, and at this critical juncture...
Suddenly, news of "Lieutenant General Iceberg" arrived, which could very well be from the Church of Knowledge, trying to cause some kind of sabotage in Bayam. Coincidentally, a day or two later, news that "Flame" Danitz had a private bounty of seven thousand pounds also reached the Church's ears.
This further fueled suspicion surrounding Danitz. Why would an ordinary boatswain suddenly have a large bounty on his head? There must be something fishy going on!
Thus, a manhunt for "Flame" Danitz, led by the "Punishers," quietly began in the city of Bayam.
At that moment, in that cheap hotel, Danitz was pacing back and forth anxiously.
The wooden floorboards creaked under his feet.
Lachi, meanwhile, was curled up in bed.
"Damn it! Why hasn't Brando come back yet? Did something happen to him?!"
He walked to the window, impatiently lifted a corner of the curtain, and glanced at the dimly lit street outside, only to see a few idle homeless people.
Several hours have passed since Lorne said he was going out to buy extraordinary items. It's already evening, but he hasn't seen a single soul.
Danitz felt increasingly uneasy.
He's now in the same boat as Lorne. Lorne has a bounty of ten thousand pounds on his head, and he himself has seven thousand pounds.
The two of them together have almost 20,000 rankings!
Lorne was so worried about being exposed if he went out this time that he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He could only scratch his head in frustration and continue pacing around the room.
On the rooftop of another building not far from this hotel,
Katarina appeared there silently.
She stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the intricate neighborhood below, a curious and playful smile on her face.
"It should be... somewhere around here."