Chapter 61: Furious
Jin Shaolan didn't know what to say. He could only be silent.
"Even if you're angry that he's using yours as a stepping stone?" Pilkin's smirk came from behind. He seemed happy to see them in the mud: "But there's nothing wrong with that, after all, it's human to say, 'I don't need to run faster than a bear, I just need to run faster than you,' isn't it?" β
Jin Shaolan was still speechless and continued to be silent. Finley seemed to see it and shook his head in disappointment. "Yes." He said, "Even if my reason tells me this information will only keep him safe in front of you, and the 'doctor' who chooses to protect himself is understandable, and that still makes me angry." β
He shook his head slowly, as if there was still more to say, but he felt that there was nothing more to say.
Pilgin laughed. What he was doing at the moment seemed to be very interesting and enjoyable:
"Very well, 'Teacher', I see that you know your situation very well......"
Jin Shaolan felt that she should say something.
ββ¦β¦ Speaking of which, I'm concerned about whether there's anything you've gained from your loot just now - will it prove to you that I'm not telling a lie, or if I'm not on the spot? He asked.
"Yes, I think you're right, 'juniper berries.'" Pilkin's eyes lit up when he heard this. He really shifted his attention, or rather, he shifted his attention with a cat-and-mouse mentality: "Let me see, what I have gained...... Oh! β
He let out an exaggerated exclamation. "What is this?"
As Pilkin questioned, he withdrew his hand from the gray orb of light, and the orb of light vanished. In Pilkin's hand was a fine pinch of rose-colored powder, half-suspended in his palm.
This dreamlike scene is in great contrast to the dark and oppressive environment around it, and the atmosphere of hidden murder. Jin Shaolan was distracted for a moment, and then he stared at the suspended pinch of rose-colored powder, and said softly:
"'Ghost Dust'...... That's what the Violet Eye mage wants. β
At the same time, the expression on Pilkin's face changed, becoming surprised and greedy. Apparently, his nightmare mark gave him some kind of hint that made his heart flutter. He made no secret of his impatience, and immediately put this "ghost dust" into his storage space, and then looked at Jin Shaolan with burning eyes again.
"Juniper Berry, shouldn't you say something?" He said, "I don't want to see you continue to challenge my patience!" β
Jin Shaolan shuddered. "As you know, Spectre Dust will be of great interest to the mages who Dalaran has come to investigate. From these 'ghost dust', they can try to analyze useful information such as the cause and existence of ghosts, so they will be eager to get more samples," he said quickly, "at least ten." β
"So?" Pilkin prolonged his voice, allowing himself to look interested.
"After you returned to the mages with more than ten copies of Ghost Dust, based on some clues, I can surmise that the mages will post a follow-up to this quest - use violet crystals near the underground veins of Karazhan to find ...... Something they're interested in," he replied, and quickly shut up.
"What else?" The apprentice's gaze was even more scorching, and he raised his right hand, which was accustomed to casting spells, in a gesture.
"And ......," Jin Shaolan said in a slurred manner. Maybe we have other options: for example, the Nightmare Mark has the function of making a contract and acting as justice. Maybe we can enter into an agreement that has practical effect. β
"A new agreement? Powerful? There was an amiable smile on his old-fashioned face, no different from the first time he dealt with him, but the dangerous light flashing in Pilkin's eyes became more and more active, and Jin Shaolan felt a cold chill behind him again, but he knew that he had to continue:
"The teacher and I will promise not to disclose everything about today to any third party, including but not limited to any plot characters and contractors, and will fully assist you in your exploration. All the rewards and rewards from the exploration are yours of course, and you only need to make a small commitment. β
"Oh? Tell me about it? β
There was amusement in Pilkin's voice, and the horse lantern in his left hand was lifted in the direction of Jin Shaolan, shining directly on his face. The musty air in the cellar gradually became oppressive and restless. Jin Shaolan paused, slowed down her voice and said:
"I wonder what you think? In other words, you can treat us two insignificant rookies as temporary teammates, and instead of wasting your energy and possible gains, you will deliberately arrange a deadly mission for us, and by the way, you can lend a little help when you can. Of course, all this is witnessed by the space. β
Pilgin waited until his voice fell, without interrupting him in the slightest. Until Jin Shaolan himself stopped, his eyes met his gaze darkly, as if waiting for his answer.
Pilkin suddenly became furious, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed the horse lantern directly on Jin Shaolan's face, and the glass cover on the horse lantern "snapped" and fell into pieces, and he roared loudly:
"You ask me, 'What do you think?'?! You're asking me?! Can any of you tell me what great benefit Satan's cursed old ghost has promised you to make you go to hell in such a hurry?! β
After the cellar was deprived of the lantern, Pilgin's figure looked dark and tall like a demon god in the rising purple flames.
"Tell meββ?!"
Under the accumulation of prestige, Jin Shaolan's thoughts once again seemed to run away uncontrollably, thinking of "From the audience's point of view, we are going to be complained about at this time, 'We just want to ask why we are so unlucky to be given a bento'." Of course, he and Finley wouldn't really have that kind of unrealistic doubt.
They didn't intend to be like in the second youth drama of the second year, and it was still unbelievable "why", but Pirkin obviously didn't mean to let go of the matter:
"Why?!" His voice twisted and asked aloud, "Why are you here?!" To appear in front of those mages with eyes above the top?! β
Both of them were stunned, and then understood what the apprentice squad leader was saying. Whatever it was, he must have been here for a long time. And the squad leader is very comfortable with both the four unlucky victims yesterday and the two ignorant rookies, and he can be called "experienced" in this regard. It is not incomprehensible, then, that the spoilers who have appeared one after another, and that the resentment that has been repeatedly destroyed by the layout has finally exploded.
Pilkin's questioning continued: "Why, do you have to go to this remote and barren wasteland?!" Why do you have to jump out and get in my way?! β
"What can I do, I'm desperate?" Finley stretched his hands and sighed.
"However, it's not my fault that Mr. Scrivener, who has broken my charm value, wants to recruit me," Jin Shaolan also said, with an innocent look on Junxiu's face.
β¦β¦
For a moment, Pilgin actually calmed down. He looked Jin Shaolan and Finley up and down again with the gaze of a yin owl, looking at this, and then at that. Then he spoke again, his voice pregnant with a distortion of hatred:
"Very good, you guys are good, Juniper Berry, and the teacher - I said you seem to know your situation very well......"
Pilkin's voice was low, and there was a few seconds of silence in the cellar.
He suddenly burst into flames:
"βthen see if I can send you to Socrates?!"