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[Storm and Sea Waves] Tavern.

A bustling place where pirates and adventurers like to get drunk, it is also the main activity area of ​​Argo, the informant of the Holy See.

The back of the tavern was partitioned into several separate rooms for pirates in need to play cards and throw dice for fun.

Among these chess and card rooms full of the smell of tobacco, alcohol and sweat, there is a special one. In the very corner, it is never lent to outsiders, only to those thugs hired by the tavern owner Argo.

On the surface, it is employee benefits, but in fact, it is just a cover-up to cover up the existence of the secret room behind the secret door in this room.

Tavern secret room.

Dorne, who returned to Port Marlow through the white mist, appeared here without a doubt.

This place can be regarded as the intelligence processing center placed by the Holy See in the city of pirates. Almost all the intelligence clues reported by informants will eventually be gathered here.

On the large round table in the center of the secret room, there are various letter papers and notes with different handwritings.

Dawn sat on the edge of the round table and patiently looked through the various information that Argo had recently acquired.

Vivian sat quietly beside him.

Greg Lu was half leaning on the soft chair in the corner.

Both of them were helping to read the information, mainly looking at some "waste paper" that was judged as "useless information", so as not to miss any important information.

As for the little brother hyena, he did not appear in this secret room.

Now he has listened to the advice of Big Brother and his master, and is staying in the story world to practice using [Screamer] to hit a moving target.

Of the people from the Holy See, Cardinal Meyer is the only one staying here.

The two accompanying archbishops had changed into ordinary clothes and went out to find connections with informants since they first arrived here this morning.

"By the way, go to the island on the west side to find the other two bishops, as well as Adele and the others. If the matter over there to deal with the statue of the evil god is successfully concluded, let them take a round with us and act together to attack the demigods at sea."

Before the two bishops left, Meyer gave them this order.

At the same time, the nuns and sisters of the Holy See have also changed the black and white nuns' attire and put on ordinary clothes.

Because of her bookish atmosphere, she sat across the round table quietly flipping through the information, very much like a reliable secretary.

After lightly crossing her left leg onto her right leg and changing her sitting position, the nun sister said: "Sir, here is the information sent by the insider of Stormchild, and I found it."

Since leaving the Holy See, the cardinal has addressed Donne as "Sir".

Although the title has changed, her pious and respectful appearance has not changed.

Now she is not like a secretary, but rather like a well-educated personal maid.

"I have to say that the Holy See's intelligence network at sea is really powerful." Donne sighed, and took a stack of letter paper with a fishy smell from Meyer.

Most of this stack of letter paper records very little content.

There is a date written on the back of the paper, but the date is not the same as the handwriting on the front. It should be marked by the informant's corresponding online, or Argo's people when sorting out the information.

Don briefly flipped through a few sheets.

From the intelligence point of view, the informant inside the Son of the Storm has not been developed for a long time, and his status in the church is also very low.

Therefore, the letters recorded on the letter paper are relatively trivial.

Not much value.

When Donn flipped through the information to the one with the closest date, there were only three or two words written on it——

[The sea festival is about to begin. ]

"Sea Festival?" Don raised his eyebrows slightly, and began to carefully read through this stack of interesting information again.

Then, he found an introduction to the [Sea Festival] in an earlier date, probably this autumn, in a piece of information with more characters.

The content, in a nutshell, is——

The believers of the Storm God hold a sea sacrifice to their god every year.

The time is spring.

Usually it is when the weather warms up and the sleeping storm god on the bottom of the sea wakes up.

The so-called sea sacrifice is a barbaric and cruel living sacrifice.

The believers who call themselves the Sons of the Storm will use various methods of coaxing or hijacking to make a large ship full of people sail through the area where the Storm God is entrenched within a suitable time period.

Let this boat of living people be the first dish of the big octopus at the beginning of the new year.

After the big octopus is fed by living people, it will give believers "God's Feedback" by responding to prayers.

Generally, they are equipment or props with "divine power".

In order to obtain this gift from God, believers are very active in holding sea festivals and never get tired of it.

"Human sacrifice? No wonder Miss Plague would say that the belief in the Storm God is primitive and barbaric. In addition, that big octopus can actually answer prayers. It can only be said that although it is a beast, there is a demigod rank there." .”

After Donne finished reading about the sea festival, he roughly perfected the image of the hunting target, the Storm God, in his mind.

Then he handed over the stack of information that tasted like salted fish to the other people present.

"A sea festival is held in spring? The time seems to be coming soon. Maybe this is a good opportunity for us to hunt that big octopus? We can take advantage of that thing's attack on the ship and kill it by surprise."

Greg Lu, who sat the farthest, was the last one to read the information. After reading it, express your opinion.

"Or, let's act as the sacrifice vessel ourselves, and give that octopus a pig to eat a tiger." Dawn nodded at first, and then added.

The phrase "pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger" sounded a bit strange to the other three people present, but it was inexplicably vivid.

So no one has delved into the issue of coined words.

Everyone quickly reached a consensus that the "Sea Festival" is a good hunting opportunity that can be used.

After finalizing the general direction of action, it is necessary to start to clarify the specific content of the plan.

The specific time and location of the sea area where the sea festival will start this year.

And have the children of the storm already found the target ship for the sea festival?

These problems have yet to be resolved.

"I will ask Argo to contact the informant of this sect to see if he can obtain specific and targeted information about this year's sea festival."

The cardinal of the Holy See and Donne's temporary "personal maid" Miss Meyer spoke softly.

However, at the end she added: "But limited to the status of the informant in the Order of the Storm, this path may not necessarily work. We have to make second-hand preparations."

"It's okay, it's okay. The status of the informant is too low, we just need a few senior leaders of the Order of the Storm to be the informants."

This time it was not Dawn who answered the question, but Gregor, who was hanging around.

"Does Mr. Adventurer have any ideas?"

Meyer turned her head sideways, and when her eyes moved away from Dawn's face and shifted to Gregor's, the original lamb-like respectful expression instantly disappeared, replaced by a cold and impatient expression.

This high-ranking member of the Holy See does not see everyone as a docile maid.

"Cough..." Miss Meyer's unfriendly eyes made Gregoro almost choke on his own saliva:

"What I mean is, the transformation potion, I used it with Dorn when we were in Kessadum before. As long as one of the high-level members of the Order of the Storm is secretly eliminated, and then transformed into the opponent's appearance, it is justifiable to obtain their high-level people to know information."

It is indeed a very good idea to mix into the Order of the Storm through transformation.

Moreover, through the temporary "acquired" high-level status, they can try to select the target for this sea festival for the children of the storm.

In this way, if you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, the plan will work.

"Oh? You still have the potion of transformation?" Dorn's spirit lifted.

"Of course not. The bottle left after Kessadum was already used up when I had a tryst with the wife of the capital." Greg Lu raised his straight nose.

Don: ...

How did this guy say such a headache with such pride?

In addition, I always feel that the pious and pure nun sister of the Holy See hardened her fist after hearing Gregor's unrestrained speech...

"If the potion is not lost, this road will not work." Donne shrugged helplessly.

Before coming to Port Marlow, according to Gregor's request, the group went to Golden Oak City through the white mist to find the alchemist Miss Favna.

The reason is that the alchemy potion for tempering the body and mobilizing the magic sensor of the hyena is almost finished. Seeing that the function of the white mist is so convenient, I just stopped by to get it.

Gregg Lou's method of raising hyenas is a combination of practice and drug use.

This is also an essential link for almost all human adventurers in the Land of Miracles on the road of training themselves to become stronger.

After all, humans have limits.

If you don't eat some weird potions to help, you can't break through this limit just by exercising and fighting.

Of course, this is all off topic, and it doesn't matter to Don, a self-contained cheater.

In addition, Gregor himself also needs to purchase some alchemy potions from his old friend Favna.

For an adventurer like him, it is better to buy some battle alchemy potions before the big battle, whether you need it or not, but the sense of security will come up immediately, and it is always better to have it than nothing.

You can also draw auspicious or something.

During this visit to Favna, Dawn learned that the magical transformation potion named [Fish] still had zero inventory.

Miss Alchemist once said that the raw material of this potion is a fish that lives in the stormy sea, and it can take the shape of any creature.

This fish is very rare and hard to find in the market.

Therefore, it takes a few years to produce a batch of transformation potions, and this is still under good luck...

Reminiscing in this way, Donne suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"The raw material is a fish that lives in stormy seas and can change into the shape of any living thing it touches."

What Favna said before kept flashing back in Dawn's mind.

"Hey, Gregor, don't you?" Donne looked at Gregor on the bench.

The latter snapped his fingers happily: "That's right! Sure enough, you know me best. Guess what good things I found in the information I just read?"

Gregor pulled out a yellowed note from among the intelligence clues judged to be of "low value".

The handwriting on it is crooked and dense——

[oh! my old buddy. This is the second unbelievable thing that happened to me after I accidentally cured my rheumatism when I fell into the sea last time! ]

[This happened while I was fishing on the beach at Turtle Reef to the south. I saw a fish climb up the beach with my own eyes. Yes, yes, climb! I promise Yuanyuan that what I say is true! ]

[The fish found its arms and legs while crawling, and finally turned into me. ]

[I was terrified at the time and ran away, but fortunately, the 'I' that the fish turned into just stood where I was, and didn't chase after me stupidly. But it's still as bad as the apple pie baked by Susan next door! ]

There is also a date on the back of the note.

It was two days ago from now.

Don: ...

The handwriting is a bit familiar, and the strange narrative tone is also familiar.

In addition, the text clearly mentions that falling water cures rheumatism...

It was the same informant as the one who encountered the secondary authority leaked from the [Plague].

"This informant is really a magical existence... He loves to write nonsense, and the information he submits is always treated as useless clues. But the nonsense he wrote is inexplicably valuable..."

Don was a little dumbfounded.

From this point of view, there was once a shape-shifting fish monster haunting the Turtle Reef in the south of the Storm Islands.

Then as long as you can catch that fish, the transformation potion will be there!

"So, let's go fishing!" Gregoro happily snapped his fingers again.

...

It was sunny and sunny.

turtle reef.

This rocky island is not far from Port Marlowe.

After Donn opens the [White Mist Leap], it only takes three or two minutes to reach the white mist.

The time is around 4:00 pm.

After seeing the information about the shape-shifting fish, Dawn brought Vivienne and Gregor here.

As for the sister nun, she stayed in the secret room of the tavern and continued to check the information.

According to the cardinal, she also plans to formulate several different combat plans that can be switched flexibly.

All in all, work very hard.

But Dawn and the others who came to Turtle Reef rashly seemed to have no plan.

The three of them left the secret room, and after taking a few breaths of fresh air on the edge of the beach, Gregor suddenly touched his nose and said, "Then what, Dawn, have you ever fished?"

"Ah? To be honest...no."

Dawn recalled his fishing experience.

All I can think of is that I went fishing with my dad when I was a child, and then sat there all afternoon without catching anything. In the end, the father and son bought two crucian carp from a fishmonger on the side of the road, and went home to cook soup without hesitation.

"Don't tell me you won't either." Don said helplessly.

"Although most adventurers like to fish, except for me, I really don't know how to do it." Greg Lu spread his hands.

Don: ...

If you don't know how, why did you say "Let's go fishing" so proudly just now!

In the end, the last hope of the two fell on Vivienne who was present but did not speak.

Miss Goblin suddenly felt the pressure, waved her hands again and again, and subconsciously moved two steps towards Donne, speaking with a bit of tongue:

"Don't, don't look at me. I don't know how to do it, and... doesn't it mean that this fish can turn into any living thing? How should I catch a fish that can change shape?"

Both Dorn and Gregor fell silent.

All right.

This is indeed a problem.