Liszt was tall, almost two meters, towering a whole head above Cai Deng.
But changing the face and mimicking the voice wasn’t enough.
Although the actual structure couldn’t be grown, the nightingale could still support the tall skeleton and slender sinews by freely altering its shape.
Cai Deng’s bones crackled all over.
Living in zero gravity for too long, the lack of gravitational force that would typically compress the spine led to the vertebrae being loose and resulted in increased height.
She possessed a magic ability to alter bone structures.
With the nightingale’s addition to Cai Deng’s magic, she now became an indisputable Liszt.
Outside the door, Mika intentionally caused trouble, believing Liszt had reaped all the benefits while Black Sail continued their tyranny unbearably.
The mud duo welcomed a new member.
Formed a dream team with Gan, Wen, Cui.
The trio had initially lost hope due to the considerable noise inside, including the sound of a cup shattering and various crackling and popping.
Cai Deng opened the door, but only revealed a glimpse of herself as the plan was nearing its conclusion. In the next few days, even if her real identity was exposed on land, she could still retreat.
But discovery on the ship was a matter of life and death.
The real world wasn’t like a novel; even after eliminating the backbone, with so many people on board, one couldn’t simply kill everyone. Exhausted, one would be at others’ mercy.
Mika, who hadn’t noticed anything unusual about Liszt, who was ever so haughty, summarized his demeanor in one sentence: I may be an old horse who doesn’t know the way home, but I must eliminate you, the villain.
He was about to push past Liszt to peek into the captain’s quarters.
Cai Deng, after observing for many days, had mastered the essence.
"What Goria? She’s probably sleeping inside. Can’t you hold for a few days? Misusing privileges isn’t my style, but how about I find a pirate to play a cross-dresser for you?"
Cai Deng took a deep drag of her cigarette, blocking Mika with an utterly flawless demeanor—just like the real Liszt.
"God damn cross-dressers..."
Mika wanted to say more and was about to look around the room.
In haste, Cai Deng hadn’t cleaned up although she could manage with words. Still, too much talk could lead to mistakes. The trio inspecting more carefully might still notice the discrepancies; no one was a fool.
The most challenging part was the Shadow Messenger, Ben, a permanent character of Gotham, present among the trio, which made Cai Deng feel pressured. She definitely couldn’t let them in.
Without waiting for Mika to ask further.
Cai Deng closed the door without another word, pulling with Liszt’s usual flair; the chain and bolt were already fastened.
Mika wasn’t going simply to let Liszt off; to him, persistence was his ninjutsu.
He was about to knock and fight again.
Ben, as a professional thief, knew how to hide his scent and was extraordinarily familiar with various substances. His trained sense of smell could identify exotic spices or rare medicinal plants instantly, and the most familiar scent to him was that of blood.
But this alone didn’t mean much; pirates were often mentally unstable, and self-harm wasn’t unusual.
Rein noticed this too, but he didn’t think much of it, assuming Liszt was fighting fiercely.
Ben observed more meticulously; as a Shadow Messenger capable of being dispatched by Diaz and a likely candidate to become a Netherworld Envoy.
Though it sounded a bit gay,
Liszt used to stink of cigarettes and liquor, somewhat better on land but usually unwashed at sea, and thus very smelly.
But just now, he was clean and fresh, with no odd smells.
Somewhat strange and worth being cautious about, better hold off any abrupt actions.
The trio headed toward the card room, continuing their casual conversation.
"I remember Liszt never had a habit of using perfume, my Immortal sense isn’t wrong, this might sound a bit perverted, but captain, doesn’t it smell a bit too nice?"
Mika’s expression was like he had eaten a lemon. Was he really a deeply hidden gay man? Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Actually, Mika had connected with many over the years to complete his catalog, distinguishing the real from the fake on a regular basis, which had given him a very special skill—the unparalleled talent of sensing pheromones of the opposite sex to an extreme degree.
"I can assure you, there’s no fragrance, you’re just too desperate."
Ben was speechless. Could it be that Mika had been with countless people, developing some terribly horrifying constitution?
This made Ben even more cautious. Even the Immortal Emperor said so, his own speculation lacking decisive evidence. Could it be true? Could someone, perhaps even a woman, be impersonating Liszt?
"Pfft, what a big deal, making a mystery out of nothing. Goria would definitely smell sweet, and Liszt, having fought bloodily, would also carry the scent of that tender flower and be tainted with a dark aura."
Rein had already lost hope in this superficial world. He decided to wait for the Emperor’s amnesty, get rid of the vice captain who framed him, clear his name, and then he would have the face to return to Chenfeng Plateau to marry.
Mika and Ben were at a loss for words; the werewolf made a lot of sense.
The matter was dropped.
In the captain’s quarters.
Kai Deng was an actor trained in both method and experiential approaches.
Portraying a person, aside from adhering to scientific methods and systematic training with other characters, he also believed in acquiring deeper and more natural superior performances through personal experiences and trials.
"I haven’t been longing for blood, but for a greasy winter."
Kai Deng was cleaning the scene while humming a tune in Liszt’s voice.
Kai Deng slapped himself. Playing this role for too long might truly drive him insane.
Nobody knew that the current Liszt wasn’t the real one; the original had long vanished into the vast Narrow Sea.
Holy Spirit Calendar Year 2690, May 5, the setting sun blood-red.
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Unlike Heaven Port, which experienced all four seasons, the climate here in the Narrow Sea was extremely pleasant. Even though summer had already started, the sea breeze remained quite cool.
Kai Deng now realized how torturous this position was, having to deal with daily job reports and cope with various kinds of people.
All the bloodstains in the captain’s quarters were cleaned up, and Kai Deng had the shipwright repair the split in the porthole.
One of the people Kai Deng hadn’t managed to gather intelligence from, Helmet Man, approached him.
This person was silent and uncommunicative, not engaging in any social activities, and occasionally seemed very honest, which Kai Deng couldn’t quite figure out.
Kai Deng looked at Haywood, who hadn’t removed his helmet, feeling somewhat uneasy.
"I’ve thought about it for a long time, and have decided to reveal the actual situation so you are prepared."
Haywood’s tone was incredibly serious, as if the air in the room had solidified.
Kai Deng thought she might have been exposed. She wasn’t neodymium copper and had kept her distance from Celeste, so she shouldn’t have revealed any weaknesses.
The land was not far away now. Kai Deng believed she could jump off the ship and make it ashore.
She also harbored a murderous intention, ready to kill this man at any moment. Was he planning a coup or something?
Haywood felt Liszt wasn’t taking him seriously and deliberated a moment.
He had been on the ship for a long time and knew Liszt always had nightmares. It was hard to imagine what someone like him could fear, whether the past or himself.
"This is important, and I respect your beliefs, but this has nothing to do with other deities. The Dragon Lord... he exists. I’ve told you I’m a member of Agares Dagon’s expeditionary army.
I have been authorized now.
Officially inviting you to join the expeditionary army.
Only as an officer of the expeditionary army can I tell you more, facilitating our next actions.
I know you’re tormented by past nightmares, but under the power of the Demon God.
In this world, there are no nightmares."