As soon as Abner and Elaine entered, in the folkloric herb shop in the alley opposite the Red Theater, they saw an indigenous girl sitting in the courtyard with an open thick-skinned book, and a chubby owl standing on her shoulder.

That girl was Budi, who had been tricked into receiving treatment by Abner to Dakwill, the girl who was buried by Klein in the original book with the epitaph "She is a person".

At this moment, although Budi's figure is still thin, the abscesses on his face and body have disappeared, leaving only a faint scar that has not been removed.

Abner glanced at it a little and found that the girl's body was generally restored, and there was nothing wrong with it except for malnutrition.

"Darkwell doesn't look reliable, but he's qualified as a 'pharmacist.'" Abner secretly admired, then withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the store.

Elaine behind her, however, glanced at the owl a few more times, because she had seen clearly that the girl was holding an entire copy of the Apocalypse of the Night, and she didn't think that the indigenous girl who knew at a glance that she had not received a general education could read it......

So, either she's pretending, or she's just a bookshelf and an automatic page-turning tool, and it's the owl that actually reads.

Just as Elaine was guessing, Abner had already knocked his fingers heavily on the counter, causing Darkwell, who was still asleep, to wake up suddenly.

Since it was just two o'clock in the afternoon, it was still early, so there was almost no business at Darkwell's store.

- The men who came to buy the potions made from "mummy powder" almost always came at dusk, or even later.

"Detective, it's you...... It scared me. Darkwell sat up straight, and only after seeing who was coming could he stretch out.

"You look tired." Abner took a look at his aura and found that there was nothing wrong with his health, but his color was slightly dull, but it was a normal sign of exhaustion.

The fat pharmacist showed a lewd smile and said, "I met a good woman at the Red Theater yesterday...... So, you get the idea. ”

As he spoke, he shook his waist, which was almost recognizable.

Lie! Although Abner is not a "spectator", he can simulate "mind reading", how can he not see that Darkwell is deliberately using obscene movements to divert his gaze, but he did not delve into it, skipped the topic, put the whip he made on the counter, and said, "This is the magical item you want." ”

Seeing the brown-black leather whip about one and a half meters long, the "fat pharmacist" Darkwell's eyes lit up, and he first played with it in his hand, and then asked, "What is its ability?" ”

At the same time, the owl reading in the yard also stood up.

"I call it the 'Whip of Pleasure.'"

"You've tried it just now, it's lightweight, almost weightless, but it can attach a random 'curse' to a person, which can effectively weaken the physical strength and mobility of the whipped person.

"In addition, it is very tough, and its armor-piercing ability is good, ordinary iron armor can be broken with one hit, you must know that the flintlock musket is also this power."

"Then why don't I just use a gun?" Although he said this, Darkwell was actually quite satisfied with this weapon, after all, although the "Dragon's Blood Five-Colored Flower" in exchange was difficult to cultivate, it was worth one or two hundred pounds at most, and it was already very profitable to be able to exchange for such a weapon.

"But why is it called the 'Whip of Pleasure'? Where's the joy? Does pumping people bring refreshment? As he spoke, Darkwell looked past the open door to the owl in the courtyard.

The latter immediately turned his head and seemed to read the book in Budi's hand as if he were reading it carefully.

Even the trembling claws still revealed the weakness of its heart.

"Mr. Harry...... Mr. Darkwell is a good man and won't hit you......" Feeling the owl's trembling, Budy whispered comfort.

The owl glanced at her and said in his heart: Little girl, you don't understand, it's not a day or two that guy wants to beat me...... No, I also have to learn some means of self-preservation.

On the other hand, hearing Darkwell's question, Abner hesitated for a moment, but still explained: "Because after it hits the enemy, there is a 10% chance that it will give the opponent the ultimate 'pleasure' feeling...... This...... This should also be a type of curse. ”

As for that probability, it was directly "analyzed" by the "pure white eye", and Abner really didn't try it himself.

"Extreme ...... Joy? Darkwell was stunned for a moment, his expression gradually became ambiguous, and he squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Is it the kind of pleasure I understand?" ”

"Pretty much...... This weapon was made from the skin of the 'Banshee' I bought from an extraordinary party, so 'Pleasure' should be the kind you understand...... But it's not going to taste good, don't smoke yourself......" Abner said with a deliberately worried look.

Hearing this, the fat on Darkwell's face trembled, as if he had been poked in the heart, and changed the topic stiffly: "Since it is made of ordinary materials on extraordinary creatures...... How long is it valid for? ”

"One year ......," Abner said, shaking a finger, "besides, it has no obvious negative effects, only one weakness...... Afraid of fire!

"Once it gets burned, it won't show any extraordinary abilities for at least a week."

Darkwell nodded, put the whip away, and motioned for Abner to follow, pushing open the door to the back room.

Abner asked Elaine to stay outside and look after Budy and the owl, and then followed Darkwell to a special incubator with a roof that could be adjusted for daylight and temperature.

The "Fat Pharmacist" walked to a shelf in three or two steps, pointed to one of the freshly sprouted petri dishes, and said, "This is the 'Dragon's Blood Five-Colored Flower' you want, but it will take at least two weeks before it blooms." ”

Abner already knew about this, after all, Darkwell had already told him the last time he agreed on a deal, so after a little thought, he figured out the other party's intention of bringing him here, and said, "If there is anything, you can tell it directly, I won't reveal it...... We're friends, right? ”

"Yes, friends." Darkwell saw that his careful thinking was punctured, and in addition to affirmation, he also explained: "I mainly don't want Budi to get too involved in my private affairs......"

Then, he said with a straight face: "Actually, I have something I want to hear from you, the great detective. ”

"What's the matter?" Abner had a vague guess, but asked quietly.

"What if...... I mean, if someone asks you out and you don't show up...... But you're sure the other person will come...... So, where to go and how to find him? Darkwell asked, thoughtful.

Just ask your teacher where he got it...... You were so tired before, I guess you went out in the middle of the night to find a way, right? Abner sneered, ostensibly ignoring all the suspicious points in the other party's words, and analyzed for him:

In this case, either the occult means of divination are used; Or, use the official to help you find it. ”

"Divination is useless...... Darkwell shook his head at first, then after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Then how can I use the official to help me find it?" ”

"It's very simple, just pretend to be him and commit crimes." Abner gave his advice in a veiled way.

Darkwell looked at Abner dumbfounded, and said to himself: How can I, a pharmacist, have that ability?

"Is there any other way?" Darkwell asked, dejected.

"Of course, you can also pay adventurers to help you find ......" for example, some crazy adventurer in the future.

In fact, Abner knew where Darkwell's teacher was, but this matter involved "uniqueness", and he didn't really want to take over, and he didn't have the ability to intimidate uniqueness with Mr. "Fool", so he intervened rashly, and it was possible to overturn with Darkwell.

"That's all there is to it......" Darkwell sighed, and then returned to the room at the front counter with Abner.

As soon as they returned, they saw a young man with blue hair hesitantly walking in from outside.

He was none other than Tran on Miss Gwen's ship......

Tran didn't see Abner, and the first thing he looked at was Elaine, who was standing in the doorway.

In the face of this beautiful lady who did not smile, he just wanted to ask, when a voice full of banter came from his ears:

"Young man, there are things to be tempered with! Why did you make your body so weak at this age? ”

Hearing this, Tran's face turned red.