Sweet Lemon Bar on the second floor, in the owner's room.

Bilt Brando stood by the window with his cigar in his hand, his eyes unfocused, his face gloomy and terrifying.

At this time, a bodyguard approached, bent over slightly, and said cautiously:

"Sir, Sothos has returned from the east. ”

"Let him in. Bildt struggled to adjust his expression.

Sotos Young is his deputy, a key member of the loose organization of the Adventurers' Mutual Aid Society.

In less than a minute, Sotos, dressed in a linen shirt and brown jacket and a dark red turban, walked in, looking like a man in his thirties with a bronzed complexion, sunken eyes, and a dark beard on his lips and under his chin.

Sothos bowed not too formally, and glanced at Bilt Brando:

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"Well, something went wrong, and it looks like things are going to fail. Bilt didn't hide it, sighed and said, "I don't even know how to explain to that big man." ”

Without waiting for Sothos to respond, he instead asked:

"Has there been a change to the east?"

"It's still the same, the pirates chase every ship that can be plundered, and even target each other, and the navy can only hold the colonies, barely keeping the shipping lanes open, protecting the relatively important ships, and naval battles often break out, each with its own victory or defeat. Sothos shrugged his shoulders and said.

"The eastern side of the Sunia Sea is indeed a chaotic paradise for pirates......" Bildt echoed with a sigh.

Sothos thought for a moment and added:

"On the islands to the east, there have been some news recently, which is said to have first been circulated from the Black Death. ”

"'Lieutenant General of the Disease'? what's the news?" asked Bildt as he pulled himself together.

Sothos said with some solemnity and some excitement:

"The 'Sick Lieutenant General' was indeed assassinated, and the wound was not light, and the person who did it was the adventurer Gelman Sparrow!"

"Gelman Sparrow?" Bildt blurted out.

"Yes, it's him! He's really a pirate general-level powerhouse! Even if it's a sneak attack, it's on the Black Death, and there are many well-known pirates around, but he still severely injured the 'Sick Lieutenant General' and escaped smoothly, and then hunted and killed the 'Clever Talker' Misore. Sothos replied in the affirmative with emotion.

Bildt paced two steps and sighed:

"That's big news.

"The strong man of the pirate general level in the adventurer family is very rare, and there is only one who can hit the other party on the flagship of the pirate general, this kind of action, in addition to having absolute confidence in his own strength, must also be crazy enough, only a madman will directly infiltrate the flagship of the pirate general, trying to assassinate, instead of looking for another location!"

Speaking of this, his face changed slightly:

"I met an adventurer last night who called himself Gelman Sparrow. ”

"Really, or fake?" asked Sothos, his eyes narrowed, and he asked in a low voice.

"Not sure, I haven't seen the real Gelman Sparrow, his photographs and portraits. Bildt shook his head.

Sothos muttered:

"You can collect the newspapers of the Rorsted Islands to confirm that after so many days, there should be travelers who have brought the corresponding "News" and "Sunia Morning Post", well, the government, the police, the church, and the charitable organizations all subscribe to the important newspapers of the Rorsted Islands. ”

The Rorsted Islands were the largest and most important colony of the Kingdom of Rune in the Middle Sunian Sea, and its influence radiated around it, and the island of Olavi, which was only a three-day voyage away, was undoubtedly in the ranks, and official or ecclesiastical organizations would subscribe to newspapers and magazines there, and non-important news could be read in three to four days.

"Hmm. Bildt nodded and asked deeply, "Are there any specific details about Gelman Sparrow's assassination of Lieutenant General Disease?"

Sothos recalled:

"It is said that Gelman Sparrow can become anyone, just like the 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' Ziringers.

It was with this ability that he managed to infiltrate the Black Death and find an opportunity to assassinate him. ”

"Can be anyone......" Bildt's eyes lit up.

No, no, it's a guy who is crazy enough to dare to infiltrate the Black Death to assassinate the "Lieutenant General of Disease", which makes people instinctively frightened and just want to stay away...... Bildt's gaze darkened.

And I don't know if it's true...... He subconsciously shook his head.

............

It is unknown when the Night Watch and the Mechanical Heart will take action to deal with the Williams Street anomaly, and hopefully they will ...... as soon as possible With a twist of thought, Crane left the gray fog and returned to the real world.

After a moment's thought, he pulled out a piece of letter paper and laid it out on the tan desk.

The dark crimson absorbent fountain pen rustled away, and Crane first cared about Mr. Azik's recent condition, and then mentioned that when he was looking for a magical item that could steal someone else's extraordinary abilities, he found that someone was parasitized by outsiders.

Then, as if in passing, he asked if there was a way to bypass the parasitic outsider to alert the host.

With this in mind, he said that he had learned from others about the "Time Worm" related to the high level of the "Thief" path, and had figured out the material for such a thing to be used as a sacrifice for important rituals and a high-level charm, but he did not know exactly how to do it.

Call...... Klein put down his pen, folded the letterhead, took out the brass whistle, brought it to his mouth, and blew hard.

A fountain of bones poured out to form the courier, but this time, instead of coming from below, the courier had climbed through the ceiling and looked down on the summoner as he had done so many times before.

Klein knew that it wasn't because the Courier had become impolite again, but because he was now on the first floor of the hotel......

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the letter out like a dart, letting it fall into the massive bony palm.

The flame in the courier's eye socket jumps twice, as if staring at Klein, but in the end nothing happens.

Its body disintegrated into a waterfall of bones, and one by one it burrowed into the ground.

After doing all this, Crane did not unfold the paper crane, erased what he had written before, and consulted Will Unsetin, the "Serpent of Mercury", with the same content.

This is because he found a not very good thing, the thousand paper cranes are not magical items or extraordinary weapons, they are just ordinary pieces of paper folded, and after being rubbed repeatedly by the eraser, they have shown signs of fragility, and if they come a few times, they may be broken directly.

"Or wait until there is something very important to contact before considering it, for example, Mr. Azik doesn't know how to bypass the possessed old man to remind Leonard......" Crane shook his head silently, quickly packing up the items on the table.

In addition, he didn't dare to use the radio receiver to contact Arodes recently, because the strong man sent by the "True Creator" was most likely still wandering around, chasing the breath of the "Eyes of All Black", and the "smell" of the gray mist may have also attracted the attention of the "True Creator" and informed the believers.

"Continue to be a traveler today, relax, and start looking for opportunities to play for real tomorrow!" Crane gathered his thoughts, put on his coat, took off his top hat, and walked out of the hotel room.

He's going to watch the sunset on the hill outside Port Olavi!

The idea stemmed from a best-selling book written by Leon Mastan, who was born in Olavi and settled in Beckland at the age of 20, in which he emotionally describes the sunset over the port of Monte San Draco as the most beautiful scenery he has ever seen.

Klein took a horse-drawn carriage out of town and walked to the base of Mount San Draco, where he climbed the humble peak in just one hour.

As the clock ticked, the sun set and burned the blue ocean to the left of the peak, casting a golden hue over the green woods and vast fields on the right.

All the colors bloom in their last brightness at this moment, and then fade until they dim.

Boats entered, horse-drawn carriages entered the city, and busy people returned home along the road beside the orchards in the wheat fields.

When darkness began to envelop the land, a little warm light lit up inside and outside the city, like a brilliant jewel on black velvet.

It's really beautiful...... Klein admired it for a moment, until the lights representing each family came into his eyes.

He turned in silence and returned to the bottom of the mountain road, surrounded by blackened trees, and then walked some distance to hire a wagon at the edge of the port city.

The carriage moved smoothly, and the elegant street lampposts of iron black quietly retreated in the dim light, far away.

After some time, Crane returned to the hotel, took out the key, and opened the door.

Inside the room, the bed, the desk, and the chair all lay quietly in the thick darkness, silently reflecting a little crimson moonlight.

Klein closed the door in a small way, and walked to the window, standing in the shadow of the curtain, unmoved for a long time.

The lights are shining outside.

............

Early the next morning.

Klein turned on the faucet and slapped the cold tap water on his face, and the whole person was awake.

He's already figured out where to start looking for opportunities to play really:

It is still a hospital that can produce the deceased at any time!

- Before, Klein just went to those places and wandered around for a while, and it was really difficult to find a suitable object, this time, he decided to volunteer for a while, stay in the hospital for a long time, and care for the dying who have no family around for the time being, only in this way, can he wait for the target he needs.

After breakfast, Klein came to 10 Black Lin Street and entered the Olawe Medical Aid Foundation.

This is a charitable organization with a background in the Goddess of the Night, and one of its responsibilities is to provide trained volunteers to various hospitals.

Klein came to the registration desk and saw the female staff member flipping through the newspaper, so he tapped on the surface of the table.

"Is there anything wrong?" the lady asked, putting down the newspaper.

"I want to volunteer. Klein said succinctly.

"Name. The lady looked up at the other side.

Suddenly, her eyes froze, her right hand shook, and the pen she had just picked up fell to the ground with a click.

On the newspaper in front of her, there happened to be a near-real portrait.

The owner of this portrait belongs to the mad and dangerous adventurer Gelman Sparrow!

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