Danitz tertegun sejenak dan tanpa sadar berkata dalam bahasa Intis, “Hotel.”<br><br>Udara seakan membeku seketika saat Danitz menatap kulit cokelat tua sang kusir kereta, rambut hitamnya yang kasar dan berantakan, kontur wajahnya yang agak lembut, dan ekspresinya yang kosong. Ia mengembuskan napas dalam diam dan menyalahkan kesialannya sebelum dengan senyap membawa barang bawaannya untuk berjalan menyusuri jalan.<br><br>“Sialan! Aku benar-benar bertemu dengan kusir kereta yang tidak bisa berbahasa Intis! Bukankah seseorang yang menjemput penumpang di dekat pelabuhan seharusnya tahu beberapa bahasa Benua Utara? Ada begitu banyak orang dari Intis, Loen, dan Feysac di sekitar sini!” Sambil menggerutu, Danitz mendongak ke depan untuk mencari pejalan kaki yang tampak berasal dari Benua Utara atau memiliki latar belakang serupa demi mempermudah prosesnya check-in di hotel dan mengisi perutnya.<br><br>Menurut apa yang diketahuinya, Pelabuhan Behrens memiliki cukup banyak orang dari Intis, Loen, Feynapotter, dan Feysac yang telah bermigrasi ke sini. Selama ia bertemu dengan salah satu dari mereka, komunikasi tidak akan menjadi masalah.<br><br>Namun, Danitz merasa bahwa semua ini dibangun di atas satu premis: ia harus memastikan dirinya tidak pingsan karena sengatan panas.<br><br>“Cuaca sialan ini!” Ia mendongak menatap langit biru cerah, awan putih, dan matahari yang tidak terlalu menyilaukan. Sambil mengumpat dengan ekspresi meringis, ia mengangkat tangannya untuk menyeka keringat di dahi.<br><br>Meskipun mengumpat, Danitz sebenarnya tahu bahwa suhu di Benua Selatan tergolong sejuk hingga bahkan tidak berlebihan jika disebut sedikit dingin. Alasan mengapa ia merasa begitu panas adalah karena ia mengenakan Sun Brooch. Namun, karena baru saja tiba dan belum memahami situasi di sekitarnya, ia tidak berani melepas bros tersebut untuk dimasukkan ke dalam tas bagasi. Jika ia sampai kehilangan barang itu, ia bisa membayangkan tatapan dingin dan gila yang akan diberikan oleh Gehrman Sparrow kepadanya.<br><br>Ayolah, berikan aku beberapa orang dari Benua Utara. Negara mana pun tidak masalah. Lagipula aku adalah seorang bajak laut terkenal yang menguasai beberapa bahasa... Danitz terus bergumam di dalam hati sementara yang bisa ia pikirkan hanyalah bir dingin dan gunung es yang mengapung di samudra.<br><br>Saat bergumam, ia tiba-tiba menggosok matanya.<br><br>Ia akhirnya melihat seseorang yang jelas-jelas keturunan Benua Utara!<br><br>Selain itu, orang itu tampak tidak asing!<br><br>Secara serong di depan Danitz, di sebuah jalan yang diterangi cahaya matahari yang terik, seorang pemuda berambut pirang pendek yang dibelah tujuh-tiga sedang bersandar di dinding, meniup harmonika perak.<br><br>Ia bermata hijau zamrud, mengenakan kemeja putih yang dua kancing atasnya tidak dikancingkan. Ia mengenakan rompi hitam yang sama sekali tidak dikancingkan, celana berwarna gelap, dan sepasang sarung tangan hitam di satu tangan. Dia tidak lain adalah Strongest Hunter dari Laut Kabut, Anderson Hood!<br><br>Kebetulan sekali? Orang ini benar-benar datang ke West Balam... Danitz merasa senang di lubuk hatinya, merasa bahwa ia akhirnya berhasil menggapai sepotong kayu apung di lautan manusia. Mengabaikan tindakan Anderson di atas Golden Dream, ia mendekatinya dan menyapa dengan gaya bicara pemburu standar.<br><br>“Ada apa? Berburu harta karun tidak berhasil untukmu, jadi kau mulai mengamen di jalanan?”<br><br>Ia memerhatikan bahwa Anderson memiliki sebuah topi yang diletakkan terbalik di depannya. Di dalamnya terdapat sekitar dua puluh hingga tiga puluh koin perunggu. Beberapa di antaranya adalah koin Coppets Intis, sementara sebagian besar adalah koin lokal Delexi.<br><br>Di Intis, Delexi berarti koin tembaga.<br><br>Anderson berhenti memainkan harmonikasnya dan melirik ke arah Danitz sekilas.<br><br>“Itu bukan topiku.<br><br>“Aku kebetulan lewat dan melihat topi di tanah. Melihat tidak ada yang menemukannya, aku merasa sedikit emosional dan mengeluarkan harmonikaku untuk memainkannya. Tanpa kuduga, cukup banyak orang berkumpul untuk mendengarkan dan melemparkan uang ke dalamnya.<br><br>“Seorang bajak laut kasar sepertimu mungkin tidak mengerti keindahan musik dan bagaimana musik tidak mengenal batas. Aku beri tahu, kaptenmu sangat menyukai—”<br><br>“Berhenti!” Dahi Danitz berdenyut-denyut saat ia menghentikan Anderson yang hendak mengalihkan topik pembicaraan. Ia bertanya, “Kenapa kau ada di sini?”<br><br>Anderson memegang harmonika dan memikirkannya dengan serius.<br><br>“Itu pertanyaan bagus.<br><br>“Aku juga tidak tahu kenapa aku ada di West Balam. Aku tidak ingat apa pun yang terjadi selama dua bulan terakhir.”<br><br>Danitz tadinya ingin menyuruhnya berhenti bicara omong kosong, namun ekspresi serius Anderson meyakinkannya. Ia merenung sejenak dan bertanya, “Kau tidak ingat apa pun?”<br><br>Anderson menyimpan harmonika peraknya, membungkuk, memungut topi dengan cukup banyak koin di dalamnya, lalu menepuk-nepuk debunya.<br><br>“Ingatan terakhirku adalah saat aku berada di Bayam bersama Gehrman Sparrow. Setelah kami berpisah, sepertinya aku pergi ke suatu tempat untuk menemui seseorang. Ketika aku sadar, aku sudah berada di sini, di West Bayam...<br><br>“Haha, jangan pusingkan hal-hal seperti itu. Selama aku masih hidup. Ah, ini sudah hampir waktunya makan siang. Ayo kita pergi makan. Kudengar Behrens terkenal dengan kaki bumbunya.”<br><br>Sambil berkata demikian, Anderson meletakkan topi beserta koin-koin di samping seorang gelandangan di sisinya.<br><br>Yang sudah kepanasan, kelaparan, dan kelelahan, Danitz langsung bersemangat begitu mendengarnya.<br><br>“Kau tahu bahasa Dutanese?”<br><br>Anderson terkekeh.<br><br>“Pernahkah kau mendengar petualanganku yang tak terhitung jumlahnya sebagai pemburu harta karun di West Balam?”<br><br>Benar juga. Aku tadinya berniat mencarimu untuk mendapatkan informasi tentang West Balam... Situasi di sini kacau dan cukup berbahaya. Aku pasti akan lebih aman jika ada Anderson. Lagi pula, aku akan punya penerjemah! Aku tidak bisa bilang aku mempekerjakannya, karena aku tidak mampu membayarnya... Danitz perlahan-lahan memerlihatkan senyuman.<br><br>“Itu membuatku lega. Ayo pergi.”<br><br>Sambil membawa barang bawaannya, ia dan Anderson berputar menuju jalan utama terdekat dan menemukan sebuah restoran.<br><br>Begitu mendengar pelayan berbicara dalam bahasa ibu mereka, dan melihat menu yang dipenuhi tulisan yang tidak bisa diuraikan, Danitz merasakan sakit kepala dan buru-buru berkata kepada Anderson, “Aku serahkan padamu.”<br><br>Sambil berbicara, ia menyerahkan menu tersebut kepada Strongest Hunter dari Laut Kabut.<br><br>Anderson tidak mengulurkan tangannya dan menjawab dengan ekspresi tenang, “Aku juga tidak bisa membacanya.”<br><br>“... Bukankah kau bilang kau tahu bahasa Dutanese?” Danitz keceplosan bertanya karena terkejut.<br><br>Anderson merentangkan kedua tangannya.<br><br>“Aku tidak bilang begitu.<br><br>“Apa hubungannya kunjunganku yang berulang kali ke West Balam untuk mencari harta karun dengan kemampuan berbahasa Dutanese?”<br><br>“Tanpa tahu bahasa Dutanese, bagaimana kau bisa memahami teks-teks di kuil kuno dan reruntuhan kastil? Bagaimana kau mencari harta karun?” Ekspresi Danitz sedikit demi sedikit berubah tegang seiring nada bicaranya yang kian cepat tanpa ia sadari.<br><br>Anderson mengambil cangkir yang disajikan pelayan dan langsung meneguknya hingga habis.<br><br>“Masalah yang bisa diselesaikan dengan kamus bukanlah masalah.<br><br>“Selain itu, apakah tidak tahu bahasa Dutanese berarti kau tidak bisa berkomunikasi dengan orang-orang dari Benua Selatan?”<br><br>Setelah berkata demikian, ia menoleh untuk menatap pelayan tersebut. Berbicara dalam bahasa Intis, ia berkata, “Dua porsi kaki babi spesial.”<br><br>Pelayan itu tentu saja menatapnya dengan tatapan kosong sambil terus menunjuk ke arah menu.<br><br>Anderson sama sekali tidak merasa gugup saat ia tanpa terburu-buru menempelkan tangan kanannya ke hidungnya dan menirukan suara dengkuran babi.<br><br>Pelayan itu awalnya tertegun sebelum akhirnya memerhatikan ekspresi pemahaman. Kemudian, Anderson menunjuk ke buku jarinya dan menunjuk label Behrens pada menu sebelum menggunakan jarinya untuk menunjukkan angka dua.<br><br>“%$#” Sambil berbicara dalam bahasa Dutanese beraksen, pelayan itu mengangguk-angguk berulang kali untuk menunjukkan bahwa ia mengerti. Di samping, Danitz tercengang melihat apa yang baru saja disaksikannya.<br><br>Setelah serangkaian gestur, dicampur dengan beberapa kata dasar Dutanese, ia akhirnya selesai memesan makanan. Menoleh ke arah Danitz, ia tersenyum.<br><br>“Mengerti? Di dunia ini, ada satu bahasa universal—bahasa tubuh!”<br><br>Danitz memerhatikan dengan ekspresi kaku sembari melengkungkan sudut bibirnya sebagai tanggapan.<br><br>...<br><br>Sebuah kereta kuda melaju keluar dari Distrik Utara, lalu menuju ke selatan di sebuah persimpangan. Tak lama kemudian, kereta itu tiba di sebuah pangkalan militer.<br><br>Membawa surat dari Kolonel Calvin serta dikawal oleh seorang perwira muda, Klein berhasil memasuki pangkalan tersebut dan tiba di sebuah alun-alun yang dilapisi tanah padat. Di sana terparkir raksasa berwarna biru tua dan putih.<br><br>Kapal udara ini memiliki panjang puluhan meter, dengan rangka komposit logam yang padat dan ringan membentang darinya. Rangka-rangka tersebut saling bersilangan menopang kain kedap air yang berfungsi sebagai bantalan. Di bawahnya terdapat lubang-lubang yang dipasangi senapan mesin, peluncur proyektil, dan meriam.<br><br>Pada saat ini, mesin uap pengapian belum berdengung, dan baling-baling yang bersesuaian masih diam. Semuanya tampak sangat sunyi.<br><br>Klein menyerahkan dokumen dan bukti identitasnya kepada perwira yang berjaga di dekat tangga kapal. Setelah mendapatkan izin, ia berjalan naik ke atas kapal udara dengan membawa koper di tangannya.<br><br>Kapal itu mirip dengan kapal laut yang dibagi menjadi tiga bagian. Bagian paling atas memiliki mesin rumit dan ruang kargo. Bagian tengah memiliki aula untuk jamuan prasmanan dan pesta dansa. Di sekeliling aula terdapat lorong-lorong yang mengarah ke bagian atas dan bawah. Lorong-lorong ini mencakup ruang tunggu. Adapun bagian paling bawah, itu adalah ruangan untuk senapan mesin, peluncur proyektil, dan meriam, serta kabin para prajurit.<br><br>Berjalan melewati para penjaga yang dilengkapi senapan, Klein mengikuti instruksi yang ia terima dari perwira tersebut dan menemukan ruang tunggu yang disediakan untuknya. Ia meletakkan bagasinya di samping kursi bergaya sofa.<br><br>Kemudian, ia mengambil secangkir air di atas meja, berjalan ke jendela, dan menikmati pemandangan di luar.<br><br>Jujur saja, meskipun ia tahu sedikit tentang segala hal, itu sebenarnya hanya sedikit saja. Oleh karena itu, ia tidak memahami prinsip desain yang digunakan untuk model kapal udara baru ini. Ia tidak tahu seberapa tinggi benda itu bisa naik atau seberapa stabil benda di udara.<br><br>Hal ini membuatnya sedikit gelisah. Sebelum berangkat, ia bahkan telah melakukan ramalan di atas kabut kelabu. Ia menerima wahyu bahwa ia akan tiba di tujuannya dengan cukup lancar.<br><br>Sepertinya ada sabuk pengaman. Industri kapal udara di dunia ini sudah memiliki sejarah selama bertahun-tahun. Mereka telah mengumpulkan cukup banyak pengalaman dalam berbagai aspek... Klein baru saja hendak menarik pandangannya dan mengagumi dekorasi di dalam ruangan serta cahaya lilin ketika ia memerhatikan sekelompok orang mendekati Kapal Udara 1345.<br><br>Mereka adalah pria dan wanita, semuanya mengenakan mantel panjang tipis berwarna hitam dan sarung tangan merah. Mereka membawa koper kulit dengan berbagai ukuran. Hanya satu dari mereka yang mengenakan jubah medium misterius. Ia mengenakan perona mata dan perona pipi berwarna biru, dan dia tidak lain adalah Daly Simone.<br><br>Dan di belakang wanita itu tampak Leonard Mitchell yang berambut hitam dan bermata hijau.<br><br>Meskipun tidak ada seorang pun yang memerhatikannya, langkah kaki Leonard tiba-tiba melambat. Kemudian, ia mendongak menatap bagian tengah kapal udara tersebut.<br><br>Matanya memantulkan sosok Dwayne Dantès yang memiliki cambang abu-abu dan mata biru, mengenakan jas serta dasi kupu-kupu.<br><br>Pria budiman ini sedang berdiri di balik jendela, memerlihatkan senyuman ramah sambil mengangkat cangkir di tangannya.
Chapter 894 - Pertemuan
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Danitz turned agape as he subconsciously said in Intis, “Hotel.”
The air seemed to instantly freeze as Danitz looked at the carriage driver’s dark-brown skin, coarse and messy black hair, rather soft facial contours, and blank expression. He exhaled silently and blamed it on his bad luck before silently carrying his luggage to walk down the street.
“Dogsh*t! I actually encountered a carriage driver who doesn’t know Intis! Shouldn’t someone who picks up passengers near the harbor know a few Northern Continent languages? There are so many people from Intis, Loen, and Feysac around here!” As Danitz grumbled, he looked ahead to look for pedestrians who looked to be from the Northern Continent or had similar heritages in a bid to smoothen his process of checking into a hotel and filling his stomach.
According to what he knew, Behrens Harbor had quite a number of people from Intis, Loen, Feynapotter, and Feysac who had migrated here. As long as he met one, communication wouldn’t be a problem.
However, Danitz felt that all of this was built on a premise: he had to ensure that he didn’t collapse from heatstroke.
“This dogsh*t weather!” He looked up at the azure-blue sky, white clouds, and the sun which wasn’t too glaring. Cursing with a warped expression, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Despite his cursing, Danitz actually knew that the temperature in the Southern Continent was considered mild to the point that even calling it slightly cool wasn’t an exaggeration. The reason why he was feeling so hot was because he was wearing the Sun Brooch. However, having just arrived and having not figured out the situation in his surroundings, he didn’t dare remove the brooch to stuff it into his luggage bag. If he were to lose the item, he could imagine the cold and crazy look Gehrman Sparrow would give him.
Come on, give me a few people from the Northern Continent. Any country would do. I’m a famous pirate who knows several languages after all... Danitz kept muttering under his breath as all he could think of was iced beer and icebergs that floated in the ocean.
As he muttered, he suddenly rubbed his eyes.
He had finally seen someone who was clearly of Northern Continent descent!
Furthermore, it seemed to be someone familiar!
Diagonally ahead of Danitz, at a street illuminated by bright sunlight, a young man with blond short hair that was split seventy-thirty was leaning against a wall, blowing into a silver harmonica.
He had emerald-green eyes, and he wore a white shirt that didn’t have the top two buttons buttoned up. He wore a completely unbuttoned black vest, dark-colored trousers, and a single black glove. He was none other than the Strongest Hunter of the Fog Sea, Anderson Hood!
What a coincidence? This fellow actually came to West Balam... Danitz felt delighted deep down, feeling that he had finally grabbed a floating plank in the sea of people. Ignoring Anderson’s actions on the Golden Dream, he approached him and greeted in standard hunter speech.
“What happened? Treasure hunting hasn’t been working out for you, so you’ve begun busking on the streets?”
He noticed that Anderson had an overturned hat in front of him. In it were about twenty to thirty brass coins. A few of them were Intis Coppets, with the majority being local Delexi.
In Intis, Delexi meant copper coins.
Anderson stopped playing the harmonica as he shot Danitz a glance.
“That’s not my hat.
“I happened to walk past and saw a hat on the ground. Seeing how no one discovered it, I felt a little wistful and took out my harmonica to play it. To my surprise, quite a number of people gathered around to listen and threw money in it.
“A boorish pirate like you probably doesn’t understand the beauty of music and how it has no borders. I’m telling you, your captain especially likes...”
“Stop!” Danitz’s forehead throbbed as he stopped Anderson from diverting the topic of conversation. He asked, “Why are you here?”
Anderson held the harmonica and thought about it seriously.
“That’s a good question.
“I have no idea why I’m here in West Balam either. I don’t remember a thing that has happened over the past two months.”
Danitz originally wanted him to cut it out, but Anderson’s serious expression convinced him. He deliberated and asked, “You don’t remember a thing?”
Anderson put away the silver harmonica, bent down, picked up the hat with quite a number of coins, and dusted it.
“My last memory was of me in Bayam with Gehrman Sparrow. After going our separate ways, I had apparently gone somewhere to meet someone. When I woke up, I was already here in West Bayam...
“Haha, don’t be concerned over such matters. As long as I’m still alive. Ah, it’s almost noon. Let’s go have a meal. I heard that Behrens is famous for its pork knuckles.”
While saying that, Anderson placed the hat along with the coins beside a tramp to his side.
Already hot, hungry, and exhausted, Danitz was invigorated upon hearing that.
“You know Dutanese?”
Anderson chuckled.
“Haven’t you heard of my numerous adventures as a treasure hunter in West Balam?”
That’s right. I had thought of seeking you out to get information on West Balam... The situation here is chaotic, and it’s rather dangerous. I’ll definitely be safer with Anderson around. Also, I’ll have an interpreter! I can’t say I’m hiring him, as I can’t afford him... Danitz slowly revealed a smile.
“That puts me at ease. Let’s go.”
Holding his luggage, he and Anderson circled to a nearby main street and found a restaurant.
Upon hearing the waiter speak in his native tongue, and seeing the menu filled with indecipherable text, Danitz felt a headache as he hurriedly said to Anderson, “I’ll leave it to you.”
As he spoke, he handed the menu to the Strongest Hunter of the Fog Sea.
Anderson didn’t reach out his hand as he replied with a composed expression, “I can’t read it either.”
“...Didn’t you say you know Dutanese?” Danitz blurted out in surprise.
Anderson threw up his hands.
“I didn’t say that.
“What has my repeated visits to West Balam in search of treasure have to do with knowing Dutanese?”
“Without knowing Dutanese, how are you able to understand those texts in the ancient temples and castle ruins? How do you seek out treasure?” Danitz’s expression contorted bit by bit as his tone sped up without him realizing it.
Anderson picked up the cup served by the waiter and gulped it down.
“Problems that can be solved with a dictionary aren’t problems.
“Besides, does not knowing Dutanese mean that you can’t communicate with the people from the Southern Continent?”
WIth that said, he turned to look at the waiter. Speaking in the Intis language, he said, “Two specialty pork knuckles.”
The waiter obviously gave him a blank look as he kept pointing at the menu.
Anderson didn’t fluster at all as he unhurriedly pressed his right hand to his nose and mimicked the grunting of a pig.
The waiter was first taken aback before revealing a look of enlightenment. Then, Anderson pointed at his knuckles and pointed at the Behrens label on the menu before using his fingers to show two.
“%$#” As the waiter spoke in an accented Dutanese, he repeatedly nodded to show his comprehension. By the side, Danitz was dumbfounded by what he saw.
After a series of gestures, mixed with a few basic Dutanese words, he finally finished ordering the meal. Turning his head to Danitz, he smiled.
“Get it? In this world, there’s a common language—body language!”
Danitz watched with a frozen expression as he curled the corners of his lips as a response.
...
A carriage drove out of West Borough, and it headed south at an intersection. Soon, it arrived at a military base.
With Colonel Calvin’s letter and a junior officer escorting him, Klein successfully entered the base and arrived at a square paved with rammed earth. Berthed on it was a dark-blue and white behemoth.
This airship was dozens of meters long, and its truss had solid and light composite metal frames extended from it. They were intercrossed with one another as they held up an impermeable cloth used as cushions. Beneath it were openings mounted with machine guns, projectile launchers, and cannons.
At this moment, the ignition steam engine had yet to hum, and the corresponding propellers were still static. Everything appeared extremely silent.
Klein handed his documents and proof of identity to the officer on guard by the gangway. After receiving permission, he walked up onto the airship with his suitcase in hand.
It was like a ship with three sections. The uppermost section had complicated machinery and a cargo haul. The middle section had a hall for buffets and balls. Surrounding the hall were hallways that led to the upper and lower sections. These hallways included lounges. As for the lowest section, they were the rooms for the machine guns, projectile launchers, and cannons, as well as the soldiers’ cabins.
Walking by the guards equipped with rifles, Klein followed the instructions he received from the officer and found the lounge reserved for him. He placed his luggage beside a sofa-like chair.
Then, he picked up a cup of water on the table, walked to the window, and took in the scenery outside.
To be frank, although he knew a little of everything, it was really only a little. Therefore, he didn’t understand the design principles used for this new airship model. He didn’t know how high it could go or how stable it was in midair.
This left him a little uneasy. Before setting off, he had even done a divination above the gray fog. He received a revelation that he would arrive at his destination rather smoothly.
There seems to be a safety belt. This world’s airship industry has plenty of years of history. They have quite a bit of experience accumulated in all aspects... Klein was just about to retract his gaze and admire the decorations inside the room and the candlelight when he noticed a group of people approaching Airship 1345.
They were men and women, all of them wearing thin, black trench coats and red gloves. They were carrying leather suitcases of varying sizes. Only one of them wore a mysterious medium’s robe. She had blue eyeshadow and blush, and she was none other than Daly Simone.
And behind the lady was the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell.
While no one noticed it, Leonard’s footsteps suddenly slowed down. Then, he looked up at the midsection of the airship.
His eyes reflected the gray-sideburned and blue-eyed Dwayne Dantès who was wearing a suit and bow tie.
This gentleman was standing behind a window, revealing a genial smile as he raised the cup in his hand.
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