Danitz was startled and blurted out:

"Sorry, I'm disturbing..."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and pulled the door to his position.

Bang!

The wooden door closed in front of him, making a sound that echoed in the corridor.

It was not until this time that Danitz finally realized:

“What am I doing just now?

"What is Anderson doing?"

He took off the black boxing gloves like a conditioned reflex, frowned and thought for a while, and finally decided to return to his room, pack his luggage, and prepare to leave.

As for what Anderson wanted to do, although he was curious, he always felt that this was a little wrong and planned not to get involved so as not to fall into the trap.

The captain said that we should be respectful of the unknown, so I have to stay away... Danitz was about to turn his body when he suddenly heard the sound of the lock core being twisted and saw the wooden door open back.

Anderson, who was not buttoned on the hem of the shirt, walked out with the dark and irrelevant short blade, and looked at Daniz with a slightly complicated expression:

"Don't you try to stop my behavior?"

Danitz keenly smelled the opportunity to mock him and immediately laughed:

“This is your freedom.

"If you don't make a will, I'll be rich!"

Anderson raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks:

"Aren't you curious about what happened to me?"

Danitz glanced at him suspiciously:

"I always feel like you have a conspiracy."

Anderson laughed:

"That's right. I was caught before and put it in a strange plasma soaked in a variety of materials. After a long period of erosion, they formed a strange 'silk cocoon' in my body, which would have a certain attraction to the high-sequence powers of the 'hunter' path."

While speaking, he pointed to his lower abdomen.

Danitz was stunned:

“I have never heard of such a thing.

"If you change your gender, maybe I would think you're pregnant..."

He paused and said:

"The strange guy in Resurrection Square was attracted by the baby in your belly, no, the 'cocoon'?"

Seeing Anderson nodding in affirmation, Danitz gestured with his hands:

"You just wanted to cut open your abdomen and take out that 'cocoon'?"

Anderson sincerely answered:

"Yes, I'm worried that it will affect my body, or attract demigods, and I plan to seize the time to solve this hidden danger."

Danitz thought for a while and asked in confusion:

“Then why didn’t you try again?

"Forgot to make a will, want me to be a testimony?"

Anderson's cheek muscles twitched and laughed:

"Yes, your Provoker Potion should have been completely digested."

He turned and sighed:

"After careful analysis, I think it's impossible to take it out directly, otherwise they wouldn't have to soak me in the plasma at that time, so that the material would erode a little bit. They could completely cut open my abdomen, put the 'silk cocoon' in, and then sew it together."

Before Daniz could respond, he thought and said:

"Don't you have contact information for German Sparrow? He has experienced a lot of things and has mastered a lot of knowledge. I would like to ask him about any solutions to similar problems."

In recent months, one thing Danitz has been very scared of is that he is said to be related to German Sparrow, and subconsciously retorted:

"No! I have never seen him again since he left the Golden Dream!"

Anderson's mouth curled up a little bit:

"When you wrote to German Sparrow before, I saw his messenger next to him."

Danitz's expression suddenly solidified on his face, and after a few seconds, he forced a smile:

"Then why don't you summon his messenger directly?"

Anderson raised his hand again, touched his throat, and laughed:

"I don't know the ceremony of summoning his messenger."

Danitz still felt that Anderson had a conspiracy and was unwilling to let the other party confirm that he and German Sparrow were in contact frequently, so he suggested:

"Actually, you can ask our captain for help in this kind of thing. She is knowledgeable, good at studying, mastering a variety of secret techniques, and can also ask for help from the Church of the God of Wisdom. She should be able to provide solutions to the "cocoon" in your stomach.

"Haha, if you are embarrassed, I can tell her for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Anderson's face suddenly become stronger, and he heard the other party's speech speed and responded quickly:

"Okay, that's it!

"I've packed my luggage, when can I leave?"

"..." Danitz stayed for several seconds, and always felt like he was cheated by Anderson again.

He returned to the room, drank the remaining beer, quickly threw all kinds of debris into his suitcase, leaving only a piece of dried leaves with golden patterns.

This is the token that Danitz had established contact with the subordinates of General Messanyes, the leader of Uttar Pradesh. According to German Sparrow's instructions, he left the leaf in the room and waited for the person in charge of the subsequent steps to handle it.

…………

In the room where Danitz retreated, the candle was suddenly lit, and a red flame more than two meters high rose.

In the flames, a figure walked out, wearing a silk top hat and a black formal suit, with gray temples, deep blue eyes, mature temperament, and outstanding appearance. It was Klein who turned into Dawn Dontes-like.

After picking up the dried leaves with golden patterns, Klein left the hotel, bypassed the side of the enclosed Resurrection Square, and arrived at the core area of ​​Kukwa City, the White Feather Square.

Messanyes's General's Mansion is located here, next to a downward church of death.

As a standard gentleman of Ruen, Dontes felt inconsistent and incompatible when walking in this city. Here, there were so few foreigners, and almost only the Celebration Square where several major consulates were often seen. In the rest, the people who came and went to and from local Bailang.

Their skin tone is brown, their hair is black and curly, and their contours are soft. In the eyes of many people in the North Mainland, they are only tall, short, fat and thin, and they look quite consistently.

These locals, both men and women, like to smoke Dongbailang cigarettes made of dried tobacco leaves and directly wrapped in herbs. Along the way, Klein could occasionally see residents sucking smoke outside the door next to the road.

In addition, a large number of them hang a fruit called "Dalawa" around their waists.

This fruit has two big fists and a very thick skin. After digging small holes and eating the flesh, it can be used to fill water, wine and various beverages.

According to Klein's observation, most of the orange-yellow "Guadal" they drink, which is sour and sweet, relieves heat and quenchs thirst and is extremely refreshing.

Before he could try it... Klein muttered, found the guards on duty at the general's mansion, and asked to meet a man named Haggis.

Based on his Rueon's appearance and gentleman's dress, the guards did not refuse or make things difficult for him. They divided one person and went in and called out a man less than thirty.

The man's facial features and skin color are standard Bailang people, but his slightly curly black hair was pulled straight and neatly combed backwards, as if imitating the upper class figures of various countries in the Northern Mainland.

He wore a white shirt, black vest, and a very formal bow tie. When he saw Dawn Dontes, he spoke in standard Rue:

"Good afternoon, I'm Hajis, and I'm honored to see you."

His tone is a bit fast, which is different from the language style in any area of ​​Roon.

Klein had lived in the upper class for a while, but he was surprised to hear this and said with a smile:

"Good afternoon, I'm Dawn Dontes. I didn't expect to meet a gentleman who is skilled in using the noble accent of Roone here."

Haggis smiled unconcealedly:

“Many children from the Ruin noble family have come to the East Bailang for opportunities, and I have the honor of learning the language from several of them.”

"Oh, maybe I know someone." Klein was not in a hurry to talk about business at all, and greeted the other party with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Haggis laughed:

"My friend, Colonel Alfred Hall, is the second son of an earl."

Hall…Kline chuckled:

“I once met Earl Hall at a charity party, a true nobleman.

"This world is so small."

Haggis nodded in agreement:

"This may be the arrangement of fate. Unfortunately, Alfred was transferred to Dongbailang last year."

He didn't say anything more and immediately invited Dawn Dontes to enter the general's mansion.

As he passed through the side door, Klein suddenly looked up and looked at the various glass pieces embedded on the door frame.

The glass sheets shine with different lights under the sunlight, as if the sight lines were moving.

ps: The word count is a little small, and tomorrow will be normal.
Chapter completed!