"This kind of entrustment is risky, it is not recommended that you choose, if you need a sum of money urgently, I can provide some help."

Azik's tone remained gentle.

Mr. Azik must have thought that I didn't want to kill myself to make money, well, my image was ruined, Klein thought to chagrin.

But this time, I'm really not in it for the money!

"I know."

Klein tried to make his tone appear sincere, and then immediately changed the subject and said, "

"You're here for that batch of documents?"

"Well, and deal with the matter of the ageless witch, I seem to have some impressions of her name, maybe I can remember more things when I meet her."

"I have left something on the ship of the sick lieutenant general, ready to locate the Black Death through divination, and she may still be on board, waiting for the results of the investigation."

"Complete your commission first, then deal with your injuries, and then we'll get there."

Crane and Azik arrive at the heart of the dungeon, where there are several small rooms that don't look like prisons at all.

Crane took out the key he had taken from the caretaker and, instinctively, opened a room.

Inside sat a young-looking man, without glasses, with a white strip of cloth blindfolded and tied behind his head, with rough edges that seemed to have been torn straight from the bed. Crane glanced at the bed and confirmed his guess.

Is there something wrong with the eyes?

"You're Roy King?"

Klein asked.

"Yes, you're here to get me out?"

"Yes, a pharmacist named Darkwell has entrusted me with rescuing you from the Governor's Palace."

"Darkwell?"

Roy thought for a moment, feeling that he didn't know such a person, so he didn't continue.

Crane turned to Azik and asked if he could go directly to the spirit realm and leave.

"There are some influences, so in order not to be surprised, let's leave the area of influence of the seal first."

The three of them made their way back, passing the caretaker lying on the ground, and Crane could feel that he was only unconscious and had not lost his life, so he hung the key back up.

Soon, the three of them stepped out of the entrance to the dungeon, and were confronted by a man with neatly combed blond hair floating strangely in the air, as if he was being suspended by an invisible rope.

Klein was startled, and his muscles tensed instantly.

Then, he saw a familiar figure peeking out from behind the hanging man.

The lamp god said happily

"I went out for a walk and saw an Arowana swim by, so I fished it up."

Klein finally understood what it meant to have black lines on his forehead and sweat on his sideburns.

"And what are you doing now?"

"I wonder if the extraordinary properties will make it taste better when hung in the sun."

Klein looked at the blonde man who was closing his eyes tightly and his face was full of pain, and he couldn't help but think of a melody: Without you, like a fish out of water, you will not survive......

"We have an agreement......

Klein said seriously.

"Okay, okay, that's verbose."

The hanging blonde man was suddenly let go, and gravity caused him to begin to fall, but in an instant, he rose into the air unusually, and was fired towards the sky like a cannonball.

In the alley diagonally opposite the Red Theater, Azik walked out with Crane and Roy.

Klein changed his image in an instant, although he was still wearing shabby servant clothes, but his cold eyes and profound outlines all showed the unique temperament of a crazy adventurer.

The door of the small shop made a "pop" and "squeak" sound, and after a while, the fat pharmacist's weak voice came out.

"It's not open now, come back at noon."

"Bang!"

The door opened, and the lock cylinder crumbled.

The fat pharmacist appeared behind the counter, and he first saw the powerful and terrifying-eyed adventurer Gelman, and then saw the blindfolded Roy.

"Teacher!"

"You! What's wrong with you? They gouged out your eyes? ”

The fat pharmacist pounced on him with a snort, grabbed Roy's arm, and almost cried.

"Teacher, don't you always call yourself a lucky person and a winner in life, why were you arrested and lost your eyes?"

"Don't be too sad, I'll mix potions to try to make you see again as soon as possible."

"However, it doesn't matter if you can't see it, I will give you a pension for the rest of your life."

Roy slapped the fat pharmacist on the head and shouted:

"I'm not blind!"

Then he said angrily:

"Didn't I write to you to leave me alone and take that thing to my teacher?"

"Who told you to hire an adventurer to rescue me at the Doge's Palace? You wouldn't have notified the rest of the organization, would you? ”

Klein saw that after they recognized each other, they were going to stage a scene of filial piety under the stick, and hurriedly interjected:

"Please pay you."

Darkwell was stunned for a moment, and met Gelman's extremely oppressive eyes.

He hurriedly turned his head sideways, his eyes wandered, his words were slurred, and he said:

"That, that, I don't have what you want......"

What! You don't! If you don't dare to ask me to save your teacher?

Klein's eyes changed.

"That...... I think, otherwise, teacher, you can pay for it. ”

Darkwell turned to his teacher.

"The remuneration we agreed upon is the equivalent of a magical item or extraordinary trait of the Sequence Six Arbitrator or Attorney pathway."

"You think I've been caught, and I can still have these things?"

Roy yelled angrily.

Crane lost his polite smile, he stared at the two of them, thinking in his head, I'm afraid you're going to be torn alive by the magic lamp.

The fat pharmacist turned back to Klein and said with little confidence:

"Although we can't take it out now, but there will be one in the future, we are members of the life school, I think you also know, my teacher will not owe money and not pay it back, with his luck, he will soon get what he wants, and when we get it, we will give it to you."

Hearing this, Klein remembered the reactivated speaker of the Beckland Life School, thought of the thousand paper cranes, and thought that they couldn't run anyway, so it was a big deal to ask their speaker for debts.

One of them has a low sequence, and the other has just been released from prison, and it is useless to persecute them, it is better to wait.

Thinking of this, Klein felt that the fat pharmacist's words were very reasonable and persuasive, so he softened his tone and said:

"Okay, you can help me prepare some potions for the treatment of trauma and bone cracks, uh, as interest, and give me the things when you have them."

What, what's going on, that's agreed? The fat pharmacist didn't react for a while.

Roy's expression suddenly became solemn.

The fat pharmacist took out several potions from behind the counter, and he picked and choked some strange herbs or powders together, wrapped them in paper, handed them to Gelman, and explained:

"Just boil the water and drink it."

On this occasion, the fat pharmacist successfully suppressed his urge to sell a special aphrodisiac.

Returning to the rented hotel with Azik, Crane asked Mr. Azik to sit down for a while, and he was going to dispose of the clothes first, and then find a kettle to boil the medicine.

Closing the door casually, Klein was about to take off his clothes, when he suddenly heard the magic lamp speak:

"Where's my supper?"

With a "click", Klein felt a flash of lightning flash in his mind, and he woke himself up at once.

How could I have been persuaded by Darkwell with such lame reasons?