The herb shop in the alley diagonally opposite the "Red Theater" is still open, and the fat pharmacist Duckwell sits behind the counter, calm on the outside and anxious on the inside.

Ever since he received Abner's advice, he often took advantage of the opportunity to help people make potions, and commissioned some adventurers or pirates to find out the whereabouts of his teacher.

And just yesterday, he finally got the news from a guard at the Governor's Mansion that his teacher, Roy King, had been secretly captured by the military and is currently being held inside the Governor's Palace.

If it weren't for the fact that this guard had joined the "Celestial Sect" and consumed too much from a noble lady, resulting in a severe physical deficit, he would not have risked telling the fat pharmacist the news.

Of course, the main reason was that the governor of Byam was about to leave office, and the guards had lost their former respect for him.

Darkwell had contacted known members of the School of Life through various means to ask for necessary help, but he had no way of knowing who would come and when, so he could only continue to open the store with fear and anxiety, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Darkwell, you're upset." The owl crouched on the shoulder of the little girl Budi spoke.

"I don't need you to remind me, I know my status very well." Darkwell waved his hand impatiently.

He still remembers that when he studied with his teacher, he was always warned by the other party to be careful of the official organization and be careful of the real bloodline, and for this reason, Roy King gave many examples, what was permanently imprisoned underground, with no sunlight and no woman, what became a researcher, used his body to test the dangers of certain seals, what underwent various experiments and mutated into instinctual monsters, and what was sucked by the bloods and turned into puppets.

So he has a bad mouth, but he rarely really causes trouble, and he doesn't stay in a city for more than three months.

Fortunately, seeing Budi's worried gaze, Darkwell somewhat restrained his fear for the sake of face and shifted his attention to what to do.

If only Abner were still in Baiam...... Darkwell scratched at his hair in frustration, but in a flash of inspiration, he remembered his last correspondence with his teacher, Roy King.

"He seems to have told me to go to the Marpel grocery store on Emmatt Street and buy a dice...... I had been ignoring this before, but now that I think about it, this request is a bit abrupt...... Maybe there's a secret there? ”

Thinking of this, Darkwell plucked up his courage and took the owl with him, letting Budi look at the store for a while, and he walked out of the alley.

He then bought a very small ring box at the grocery store for a whopping £1.

And in the ring box is a milky six-sided dice, with a red 4 facing up.

Later, he accidentally let the dice fall to the ground, and all kinds of bad luck befell him. But when the police interrogated him, he was lucky enough to hit the dice at 6 o'clock, and he passed the customs safely and returned to the store.

By this time, night had fallen, and the light of the gas street lamps on both sides was far away, and only a little light was illuminated on the road.

Fearfully entering the herb shop, briefly comforting Budi, who looked worried, he took the owl up to the second floor to check the ring box and the milky white dice.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of paper from the bottom compartment of the ring box, which was folded to the size of half a knuckle.

Darkwell took a silent breath and read quickly.

It was a message written by his teacher, and in addition to telling about the fact that he might have been betrayed by the inner ghost, it also described in detail the function of the dice, saying that it had a certain living property, and that the more it was used, the easier it would be to wake up, and that it would turn itself when it wasn't looking, even if there was no space.

When it's fixed at '1', it's more painful than dying outright, because you fail to do almost anything!

Finally, he issued a mandate...... Ask Darkwell to bring the dice to Arawai Island's bell ringer, Kano, or Detective Abner Blaine.

Sure enough, the dice were dangerous...... Darkwell subconsciously sighed, and immediately realized that he had done something stupid with good intentions.

In order to save his teacher, Roy King, he overcame the cowardice, stayed in Byam, and sent a message for help to the members of the School of Life who knew about it.

And according to the contents of the letter, this means that he is likely to be targeted by the one who betrayed Roy King!

"Why didn't I think to buy this dice sooner! If I had bought it earlier, I wouldn't have sent a message to the traitors...... And, if it had been earlier, maybe Abner hadn't left Byam yet......" Darkwell raised his hands and grabbed the hair on both sides.

However, he immediately had a trace of doubt: why should he hand it over to Abner? Although his strength is very strong, he is only a middle sequence, is he really capable of dealing with such a terrible seal?

And this seal is a school thing, why should it be handed over to an outsider?

Darkwell, who had thought about it for a long time to no avail, decided to give up, after all, the teacher was always chattering, he had long been used to it, and he didn't know where Abner was, and now the only option was to go to Olavi Island.

He did not dare to stay any longer, so he decided to move his accommodation tonight and head to Olavi early tomorrow morning, an island on the route "Rorsted-Tuscat".

"My charms, my pistols, my whips......" Darkwell busily counted the items that provided security, worried about his lack of combat.

Suddenly, he thought of Budi again, and he didn't know how to place her, although the little girl had improved a lot lately and had the ability to survive...... But his enemies are not ordinary people, and if he can't find himself when the time comes, will he embarrass her?

But it might be even more dangerous to take her with you!

Darkwell's expression suddenly distorted, and then quickly calmed down, twisted again, calmed again...... After repeated times, he felt that it was better to ask Budi himself's opinion, after all, this was a major matter involving life and death, and he was not qualified to make decisions for the other party.

She's not the stupid bird tied to herself.

Just as Darkwell, who had figured it out, exhaled a breath of turbidity, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Arrest me! Someone's got me! ”

Darkwell's first reaction was to be exposed, and it was either an official person outside, or a traitor to the "School of Life"......

The fear that had just calmed down in his heart once again welled up with uncontrollable fear, and he wanted to hide the dice.

But it was only then that he realized that the milky white dice had turned over on its own at some point.

This time it's the red six points up.

Does this seem like good luck? Darkwell covered his heart and asked in a trembling voice:

"Who is it?"

"Boss, it's me...... Brody. Budi's crisp voice rang out outside the door.

Darkwell sat down in his chair and felt alive again.

"It was your friend, Mr. Abner Blaine, who came with a sick person." Budi's voice came from outside the door again.

"What?!"

Daniz looked at the number "6" on the top of the dice and said, "Looks like I'm in luck?"

……

In the courtyard, Abner waited for Darkwell with Tracy in a hooded robe.

The reason why he didn't go back to Tosk or Trier directly was because Tracy's body really couldn't be delayed any longer, and Darkwell had a relatively complete range of herbs here, which could make some potions for relieving toxins.

As for Tracy's robe, it was naturally one that Abner found at random from the "Aromatic Manor" for her to wear.

He didn't think there was anything to avoid, and he didn't mention that the "Sick Admiral" turned out to be a man, just said that he had seen Tracy stripped naked after being controlled by the people of the "Rose School" in the deepest part of Daniel's labyrinth, and he had long lost the idea of "inquiry".

"However, there was something wrong with Budi's expression just now...... Could it be that something is wrong here with Darkwell?

"But even if there is my butterfly, there should still be some time before the plot of 'Probability Dice', right?"

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Darkwell, who was pale in his face, walking out of the room with a milky white dice in his palm.

Seeing this, Abner shook his hand and almost threw Tracy out as a dice.