"What happened? How am I here? Who is the being under the tree? ”

Three questions flashed through Arthur's mind in an instant, and he was confused.

"This is the second time I've drunk and made a mistake!"

It was his second thought, and now he almost wanted to go back in time and give himself a big mouth when he was drinking!

"Seven gods, please take care of me!"

This was his reflex, his thoughts when he fell to his knees on the spot.

"It's amazing how easy it is."

Grandin sat in the high-backed chair and smiled, completely unaware of how much pressure he had put on Arthur.

But as soon as he thought of the image he needed to play now, he immediately restrained all his small actions.

He waited for three breaths before he spoke slowly in an indifferent tone:

"I don't want anything, and you have a wish."

As he spoke, the black lake spread out layers of ripples.

"I have a wish? My wish! ”

Arthur trembled with excitement, he, how did he know? How powerful is that?

He buried his head deeper:

"I hope to get rid of that never-ending doom!"

As Arthur made his request, in reality, a green ball of light appeared above his head.

Grandin's consciousness split in two, and one part returned to reality.

He opened his eyes and began to take a closer look:

"Well, it seems that I can't directly select it with my current sequence level."

He had expected this, but the presence of a green light on Arthur's head showed that it was not entirely impossible.

"I can indeed buy his doom directly with that gold coin."

When he thought so, the ball of light on Arthur's head turned a steady red, indicating that he was right.

"But the occasional misfortune is just as risky for me......"

He curled his fingers, tapped on the table, and after thinking about it in his heart for a while, he still made up his mind: first send the gold coin to the black lake, try to use the gold coin to pry the power of 'numerology', and try to minimize the risk he takes.

After making such a decision, he had to get up and rearrange the ceremony.

"Damn, I have to arrange the sacrificial ceremony immediately, and send the gold coins in this way!"

In reality, Grandin was in a hurry, but fortunately, he would bring all kinds of spell casting materials with him every time he went out, which was enough to cope with a sacrifice. In order to concentrate, he left himself on the Black Lake to hang up and wait.

Above the Black Lake.

Arthur lowered his head and did not dare to move. He didn't even dare to open his eyes, because his own spirit kept screaming to remind him to surrender.

So he could only make the most humble gesture and wait for His favor.

He knew it was the right thing to do, but the wait seemed a bit long.

……

After reciting the last incantation of the sacrificial ritual in the real world, Grandin once again cast his primary consciousness on the Black Lake. He blinked under the tree, and a flash of golden quicksand appeared in his eyes.

He first looked at Arthur and was relieved to see that he was still well still. He then controls his real-life self and throws the gold into the sacrificial passage.

Above the Black Lake, he sensed that someone had sacrificed to him, so he reached out into the air and the gold coin appeared in his hand.

After confirming that he was capable of interfering in Arthur's fate, Grandin's mood relaxed slightly, and he responded to Arthur's request just now:

"It's just a small thing."

With Grandin's response, Arthur seemed to have broken free from some invisible confinement.

He gasped for air, his voice tinged with trepidation:

"Thank you for your kindness! What do I have to give? ”

In order to keep his long pause from being abrupt, this time Grandin waited for a few dozen breaths, and only replied when Arthur became more and more worried:

"You've already paid the price."

This answer was like a thunderbolt.

"Did I pay for it?" Arthur was so creepy that he almost lost control on the spot, "What did I pay?" My life or my soul? ”

He still remembered the occult course he had taken, and the first lesson was taught-

'Be wary of the unknown price, behind them is the abyss! ’

Grandin looked strangely at the thousands of faces that suddenly appeared on Arthur's body and immediately disappeared:

"Why did you almost get out of control all of a sudden? Is it because you saw the 'Numerology Tree' and were influenced by it? How this endurance is mixed into Sequence 7. It's better to hurry up and close the deal and send him down. ”

Thinking so, he quickly flicked the gold coin up, allowing the power of the 'steal' to attach to the dead branch.

This time he saw the gloomy part of Arthur's fate, and those were the discordant dooms.

"Arthur, I have received your devotion, and your wishes will be fulfilled."

With that, Grandin commanded the withered branch to stab at the gray part of Arthur's body.

Being called by name suddenly, Arthur was a clever. He fought back his fear and opened his eyes slightly.

only to find that the twisted and terrifying branches had pierced his body.

“！”

His eyes rolled, he couldn't bear it anymore, and the star spirit disappeared into this space.

"This ......"

Grandin was speechless for a long time before he went about his work.

He can't make Arthur's bad luck disappear right now, but through the ability to steal gold coins, he can take out the bad luck and transfer it to the 'Numerology Tree'.

Anyway, the 'Numerology Tree' is not a picky eater, and this bad luck has become a fruit on the tree.

Arthur's wish to escape his bad luck came true.

"Ahh

Arthur sat up from his chair suddenly, half of his body scared off by the smell of alcohol, and his heart was pounding.

His various memories of being drunk quickly mixed together like colorful paint, eventually turning into an unreadable black.

"I remember Grandin coming here and taking the money I was given, and then, hiss...... And then what happened? ”

He kneaded his temples with his hands, trying to recall from the memories that had become a pile of scraps, but found nothing.

He saw the table full of wine bottles, suddenly shuddered, and subconsciously raised his arm and slapped himself.

"Smack!"

The powerful slap knocked him around in a circle, and half of his face was bright red and swollen. But the inspiration of being a 'monster' also reminded him of some sporadic fragments at this time-

The ultimate ...... of endless destiny

"Oh my God!"

Wails were heard again from the second floor of the tavern.

Grandin hid around the corner of Windflower Street, dealing with the spell that had become charred shards. Then he heard a cry of helplessness, and looked suspiciously at the source of the sound, the second floor of the tavern.

"What the hell is Arthur up to? From pulling up to the Black Lake, to closing the deal, it all happened in his sleep. I also deliberately used a dream charm to delete his dream memories, it should be foolproof, right? ”

He tossed the lead-filled dice in his hand, which he had commissioned the casino supervisor to make for him. The director has repeatedly stated that there is no such thing in the casino, but he happens to know a craftsman who can make it.

After inwardly giving a thumbs up for his safety, Grandin walked to the station, ready to find a carriage.