Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 739 Drama
After a long while, the chubby restaurant owner looked at Darrell again and asked:
"Sir, what would you like for breakfast?"

The boss's expression seemed a little restrained, and his tone no longer had the politeness he had just maintained.

Darrell was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses and pointed at the young man who was enjoying breakfast and said, "Just have the same as him, a standard set meal."

"OK, just a second."

The fat boss quickly returned to the back of the restaurant, and Darrell felt that his back seemed to be fleeing.

Shaking his head, he withdrew his gaze and prepared to sit down and wait for breakfast. During this process, he happened to catch a glimpse of the man who was quietly enjoying breakfast, and his movements suddenly froze.

Because of the angle, he happened to see the other person's face, which was highly consistent with a portrait he had seen in a newspaper before.

"German Sparrow!" He couldn't control his emotions and exclaimed in surprise.

The young man who was enjoying breakfast suddenly stopped and glanced at Darrell expressionlessly.

The latter seemed to feel the terrifying pressure of a storm and suddenly fell into the chair behind him, with an expression of fear still frozen on his face.

Raymond lifted his glasses, glanced at Darrell, and chuckled:

"You're not a pirate, and you don't have a bounty, so why are you so scared of him?"

"He is the most powerful and insane adventurer known throughout the five seas. Even the pirate generals have hunted more than one of him."

Darrell swallowed the saliva secreted from his mouth while explaining. He suddenly stopped talking and looked at Raymond in disbelief, mumbling:

"You recognized him at the first sight?"

After a pause, thinking about the abnormal behavior of the two people just now, he suddenly realized something and organized his words to ask again:
"Do you know him?"

The middle-aged gentleman Charles stretched out his hand and pressed it in front of him, motioning Darrell to sit down, and then he smiled and said:

"Who hasn't heard of the title of the strongest adventurer on the five seas? In South Intis, piracy has almost become a new profession. It is the dream of all young adventurers."

"Why?" Darrell asked the question very cooperatively.

"Because the eldest daughter of Emperor Roselle, the eldest princess of our South Intis, Her Highness Bernadette, is the 'Mysterious Queen' of the sea, and the first Duke of our South Intis, His Highness Nast, is also the King of the Five Seas."

"This kind of pirate with his own perseverance and morality is respected by everyone in South Intis. Which young man now doesn't want to join the Dawn or the Black Emperor?"

The chubby restaurant owner answered Darrell's question with full energy. He was holding a wooden tray in one hand, looking very proud of it.

While he was speaking, he had already placed two identical breakfasts in front of Raymond and Darrell respectively.

The mixture of hot air and the aroma of roasted food entered Darrell's nostrils, and he felt his stomach growling again. He stopped talking and, regardless of whether the man was a real crazy adventurer or not, he picked up the pancake on the plate and took a bite.

Darrell's eyes lit up at the crispy and tender texture and the well-seasoned meat filling. He took two more bites and exclaimed as he ate:
“This is absolutely the best pie I’ve ever had!”

"Haha, of course. This is my exclusive secret recipe. I developed it based on Dixie pie and the most distinctive local barbecue."

The chubby restaurant owner also laughed when he heard someone praising his food.

On the other side of the table, the middle-aged gentleman Charles, who had not yet waited for his breakfast, was not in a hurry. With a smile on his face, he asked the restaurant owner about other topics:

"Old Ben, does your utopia also belong to Southern Intis?"

The chubby restaurant owner nodded repeatedly and said:
"Of course, the Court of Inquisition is in the center of the city. If you have nothing to do, you can go and visit it. It is the most gorgeous and magnificent building in the entire Utopia."

"Yes." Charles nodded and continued to ask with great familiarity:
"Besides the Inquisition, do you have anything else to recommend? Our steam train has broken down, and we'll probably have to stay here for a day or two."

The restaurant wife thought for a moment and replied:
"You can go to the bar at the dock and have a drink. If you're lucky, you might be able to taste Sonia blood wine."

"As for the rest, Utopia is just an ordinary small city, without so many famous or special things."

"Well, it seems that I had too high expectations." Charles sighed, and then said: "You don't have any extra employees in your store? You are chatting with me here, aren't you going to prepare my breakfast?"

Darrell looked at the gentle middle-aged gentleman Charles in confusion, and then looked at the store manager who walked away leisurely. He always felt that they were like good friends chatting, rather than a customer and a store manager.

In Darrell's sight, Klein, who still looked like Gehrman Sparrow, sat down at the dining table. He looked expressionlessly at Charles and Raymond who were sitting on both sides of the table and said:
"Why are you two here on a steam train?"

Roselle, who had maintained the appearance of a middle-aged gentleman, said with a smile:
“Isn’t your utopia short of outsiders? We are two high-quality populations.” “.” Klein used his face to express his current speechlessness.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "Don't play tricks on my secret doll."

After saying this, his figure quickly faded and disappeared in the restaurant.

As Klein left, Darrell, who was still in the historical scene a few minutes ago, returned to reality. He rubbed his abdomen without noticing. He felt a little bloated after eating this breakfast.

Burp~ I'm so full. I feel like I ate two breakfasts by myself. Darrell muttered to himself and glanced around. He found that the crazy adventurer German Sparrow had left at some point.

After a moment of hesitation, he looked at the middle-aged gentleman Charles on his left and asked:

"Mr. Charles, when did the adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow, leave?"

"Just now. If you chase him out now, you might still see him on the street corner."

As he spoke, Charles stood up from the bench and walked out of the store, saying as he walked:

"Let's go to the dock and have a look. Although it's not as good as the Almir red wine, it's still good to drink Sonia blood wine."

Darrell scratched his head and asked in confusion:
"Ah? You guys aren't going to have breakfast?"

"Aren't we done eating already?"

Charles looked at Darrell and asked back with a smile, which made Darrell even more confused. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.

Muttering a few words quietly, he tried to recall his memory and found that there was indeed a scene of three people having breakfast together, and the middle-aged gentleman Charles was having a deluxe set meal.

When did my memory become so bad? After hesitating in his heart, he quickly put aside the doubts in his heart, ignored the discord along the way, and readily agreed to Charles' invitation.

At the dock of Utopia, a huge sailboat slowly approached. On the high-raised sail was painted an eye without eyelashes, and there were four stars surrounding the eye.

Darrell and his two companions had just arrived at the dock and had not yet had time to find the tavern when they saw this particularly eye-catching sailboat at a glance.

Darrell stared blankly at the approaching sailboat, and as if coming to his senses from the shock, he said:
"This is the 'Future' of the 'Queen of Stars'!"

"I have seen news about this new pirate king in many official newspapers published by Loen. It is said that she became the pirate king in the previous war between Intis and the Southern Continent."

"There are also rumors that the pirate king has joined South Intis. So it doesn't seem strange that her fleet is here. But, are we too unlucky to meet a crazy adventurer while having breakfast, or to meet the 'Future' of the 'Queen of Stars' docking when we come to the dock for a drink?"

Raymond, who was wearing brass-rimmed glasses, smiled and said, "Maybe it's an opportunity, just like what's written in a biography."

Darrell smiled and said in the tone of an experienced person:
"Haha, do you serious scholars also read biographical novels? What is described in those novels is just the author's imagination, don't take it seriously."

While the few people were talking, the "Future" had already completed its docking. A bright starlight bloomed from the deck, spreading all the way to the dock, condensing into a long transparent bridge shining with stars.

Darrell was shocked by this scene and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is this the method of the pirate king?"

Charles, who looked like a middle-aged gentleman, glanced casually at the "Future" not far away, and said in a calm tone:

"Of course not. It's just a long bridge made of starlight. It's far from being the Pirate King. There's nothing to envy. When your sequence is higher, you can also have the means to control ice and fire."

“Sequence? As expected, you who are able to know Gehrman Sparrow are also Beyonders.”

Darrell sighed with some surprise but not much shock, and accepted this fact very quickly.

After a pause, he asked hesitantly, "It sounds like you know which path of Beyonder I am from?"

Ciel raised his right hand and extended three fingers, saying:

"First, your steps are very light. You don't look like an adult male at all. You look even weaker than a stunted little girl."

"Second, you habitually place yourself in the shadows or close to the shadows. This is a habit only an 'assassin' would have."

"Third: You are good at speaking, and you give people a sense of reliability and approachability, which perfectly fits the characteristics of an 'instigator'."

"In summary, we can easily determine that you are a Sequence 8 'instigator', and one who is not very good at potions."

(End of this chapter)