When everything was busy and the sky was already dark, Crane, who was a little tired, decisively closed the curtains, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep instantly.

I don't know how long I slept, but Crane woke up in a dream, and in the depths of the black spire, he saw lines and lines of silver-white words:

"I don't know where you got the information about the probability dice, but I think you should have understood its horror, so I won't go into it here."

"First of all, thank you very much for not wanting to possess it or give it to the big silly snake after discovering the dice of probability."

"As for how to seal it, you can cut it off from the spirit world, the astral plane, and reality, I think, with your specialness, you should be able to give it a try."

"Finally, please help Roy King escort the Dice of Probability to his teacher Rejord, who has a way to temporarily seal it, and he will pay for it."

Klein slept until noon, and while he was enjoying lunch, it occurred to him that Uss Kent had not yet come to find the bounty he had given to Misor.

This man isn't going to steal my bounty, is he? Is the person introduced by Aylan reliable? There are no new regulations in the military, and if you have the identity of an informant, even if you are a person in the organization, the bounty will be confiscated, right?

Is it my crazy adventurer Gelman who can't hold the gun anymore, or are you all floating, why are you all thinking about my money one by one?

Klein quickly finished his lunch and headed straight to the joint point that Uth Kent had left for him.

The Swordfish Bar at noon is much quieter than at night, and Klein meets Uss Kent, who is drinking again, like a humanoid NPC who is always waiting at the mission point.

As soon as Uss Kent saw him, his hand holding the beer shook for a moment, and then he took the initiative to say with a forced composure:

"The bounty is still going through the process."

He coughed, lowered his voice and continued:

"Something happened to the Governor's Palace, the big guys are dealing with that matter, and they don't have the energy to deal with the bounty, I estimate that the bounty can't be approved in the last few days."

So if you can't get the money, you have to blame me?

Crane returned to the inn unhappy, and saw two men loitering in front of his room, the fat pharmacist and his ...... Who is this old man with a black blindfold?

The owl spotted Gelman first, and the two of them immediately approached each other, and Klein looked closely to see that it was Roy King, who looked quite young, from the wrinkles on the old man's face.

This man's camouflage skills are very exquisite, and Daniz is only worthy of eating dirt in the back.

As soon as he entered the room, Roy King spoke directly:

"We would like to ask the Excellency from last night to help us travel through the spirit realm and send a dangerous seal to Olavi Island."

You can't even get paid for saving people, so are you embarrassed to speak again? Don't worry about having too many accounts, right?

"He's gone."

"Already gone? What are we going to do, old man. ”

Darkwell let out a wail, and Roy King let out a long sigh:

"If I hadn't run out of luck by you idiot, I'd have arrived before that excellency left."

Roy King pulls out a jewelry box, opens it and shows it to Klein, which contains a bony milky dice with 4 o'clock up.

"Fate has arranged for me to be here, and my intuition tells me that you are special, and I have a hunch that I can be helped by you. I thought it was Your Excellency, but now it seems that you are the one I am asking for help from. ”

"This is an important ...... of our school of life"

After patiently listening to Roy King's introduction, Gelman asked rhetorically with a blank face.

"I can help and escort you to Olavi Island, but what can you pay?"

The wrinkles on Roy King's face, disguised as an old man, first loosened, then shrunk into a ball, and he hesitated and said:

"I don't have one now, but my teacher is the Destiny Councilor of the Order, and he can pay him."

Co-author: If you don't have money, find a teacher, if it's the core concept of your life school, right? If your teacher didn't have any money, wouldn't you say that the Speaker of the Destiny Council would pay it? But your Speaker doesn't have any money now, so is he going to say he'll pay it back when he's older?

Your school of life has simply changed its name to the Lao Lai Federation.

Gelman stared at Roy King with his deep eyes for a moment, which made Roy King feel like he was being targeted by a hungry beast.

If I hadn't been going to invest in that mercury serpent, I'd have just turned you all into rewards right now.

"Go buy a ticket."

With that, Klein took the jewelry box, turned and walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"Is there a way to seal it?"

Wang Zichuan took the milky white dice out of the jewelry box, pinched it and looked at it carefully for a while, and said:

"It's interesting."

With that, he poked one of its corners on the smooth tabletop, twisted his fingers, and the dice spun at high speed like a spinning top.

Klein felt a strange force wrap around the spinning dice, causing a slight fluctuation in the space where the dice were located, a power that was somewhat familiar, much like the feeling when the magic lamp took him away.

The dice spun for a moment and slowly stopped, then "clicked" and sat down firmly on the table.

The power that envelops it is like a transparent and viscous liquid that adheres evenly to the surface, making its dots appear blurry.

"That's it."

Klein was just about to get the dice, and Wang Zichuan said:

"Give me a little fun, and I'll give it back to them when I get there."

Klein nodded, something that does not belong to the needs of the god of lights, the god of lights is generally not very interested, don't worry about going to the place he doesn't want to return, don't look at the god of lights always plays cards out of common sense, but he has always been very trustworthy.

Crane walked out and informed Roy King that he had temporarily sealed the dice in his possession of the powerful seal, which was just the right thing to restrain the effects of the dice.

Roy King intuitively knew that Gelman was not lying, so he waited with Gelman for Darkwell to buy a ticket and return.

The sea was calm, and in the rare good weather, the passenger ship sailed smoothly and firmly towards the island of Olawe.

In the first-class luxury suite, the three of them slept peacefully until dawn, and no accidents happened.

The sunrise above the sea is always extraordinarily magnificent and magnificent, especially for those who don't go out to sea often.

Between the sea and the sky, the brilliant sun shines on the sea, and the blue shines with a little golden light.

Suddenly, the sailors on the lookout saw a red dot rise from the sea level in the distance, and the red dot grew larger and larger, slowly stretching into a crimson monster.

"Pirates!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Pirates!"

The lookout screamed in terror, and soon the captain, first mate, sailor, and so on all ran onto the deck, and the passengers were in a commotion.

"All on alert!"

"Artillery reloads, grab weapons."

The captain quickly made a decision, and then continued to hold the telescope to observe the red flagship, which was still far away, and the more panicked he looked, his heart sank a little.

Another wave rushed by, the hull shook slightly, and the captain finally saw the ship clearly.

The blood-drenched exterior resembles the hull of a ship entwined with knotted roots, and the banner raised high is a giant tree made of flesh and blood.

A name appeared in the captain's mind.

"Smack!"

The telescope slipped to the ground with a frightening sound.