Tori chose to break the fortune, but this is not immune, he will lose all his current wealth, this is undoubtedly a catastrophe, however, he is still young, he still has ambitions, and he believes that with his ability, he can still make his wife live a relatively peaceful life.

As a believer in the Lord of the Storm, he believes that he must keep his wife from worrying about the storms outside, so that she only needs to be at home, an angel who takes care of housework and soothes her soul, so that she can be considered a real man.

He returned home alone, in the silence of the house, with none of the servants there, and a deep fear arose in him.

He pushed open the door to the master bedroom, the room was still neat and tidy, his wife hung quietly in the air, and there was a suicide note on the big bed that carried their countless joys.

Tori sold the plantation and buried his wife, who had decided to bow to fate after paying the ransom and living in another place with her. After all, when he bravely resisted according to the teachings of the Lord, all he got was the storm of fate.

Outside the window, stormy and windy, Tori prayed for a while to "May the storm be with you" before curling up in a cramped single room and falling into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he faintly heard a faint whisper.

"The Lord of the Storm does not see your pain, we can see that the Lord of the Storm will not avenge you, and we can help."

"You are so unlucky, and you are so lucky to have two great beings willing to answer your prayers."

"First of all, I will introduce you to the Signman and Savior of this world, Mr. Fool, who dwells above reality and spirit, and whose mercy is sprinkled throughout heaven and earth."

"His honorific name is: not of ......"

"Then, I will introduce you to the embodiment of the rules of this world, the god of lamps who holds miracles and wishes."

"His Honorific Name is: from the first ......"

Early in the morning, Tori woke up normally, he recalled the dream of last night, not very clearly, only remembered that he had made up two evil gods, and the whispers of demons that he couldn't understand.

Feeling a pang of shame, he quickly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck his left chest.

"The storm is above, please accept my confession."

After paying the fine, he used all the money he had left to buy off several adventurers who were said to be very powerful, and asked them to assassinate Mosona.

Dressed in the skin of a patrol officer, Crane fully experienced the helplessness of a little person according to the daily life of a patrol officer.

Unlike playing Emilius, playing the big shots, you don't need to think about too many people's thoughts, and the big guys also have their helplessness, but most of the time, they are qualified enough to be capricious.

Crane saw a thin child stealing a piece of bread and running away, and his sense of obedience drove him to chase the thief and fight crime, and the mercy and sympathy of humanity made him want to stop the bakery owner and help the hungry child escape, but Cuomo told him that he should turn a blind eye and continue to patrol the streets.

The colony's patrolmen were the hunting dogs of the magnificiatures, who would only bite and bark at the inferior.

It is a very difficult thing to play the ordinary people at the bottom for a long time, which is not only the difference between the person who plays the role in terms of three views, cognition, and habits, but also the extraordinary self-esteem, superior arrogance, and self-confidence and ease in the face of the plight of ordinary people, which is a huge difference in mentality between extraordinary people and ordinary people.

Because of the existence of extraordinary abilities, Klein has never been truly poor, nor has he really lost his way forward, although the extraordinary world is so depressing, but Klein has never lost hope for life, enthusiasm for tomorrow, and the pursuit of beauty.

Cuomo is already a good ordinary person as a patrolman, but he is still depressed and confused, which also makes Klein more aware of who he is.

A reception room on the second floor of the Oak Bar.

"Mr. Mosona, aren't you ready to thank us for our kindness when we told you that the fool named Tori wanted to hire us to assassinate you?"

Several adventurers dressed in different costumes stood guardedly, and Mosona sat in an easy chair with a cigar in his mouth.

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to be afraid of assassination?"

Mosona flicked his cigar and continued:

"However, you do have a good eye for the times, and you deserve to be commended."

The adventurer at the head smiled a little, and listened to Mosona's command:

"Give them a thousand pounds each, and let them try their luck at the casino."

Finally, he added:

"Treat them well."

Tori had been waiting for news from the adventurers, but he had waited for days, and the adventurers were gone.

He had been sneaking around the Oak Pub for a whole day, and finally saw a few powerful adventurers who were having a good time talking to Mosona's men.

Calmly watching them walk by talking and laughing, he returned to his lodgings, took out his shotgun, refilled his ammunition, and waited for it to get dark.

There was a tsunami near the bar's ring, and Tori had found Mosona's location, but it was too far away for him to be sure that the bullet would pass through the crowd and hit Mosona's body, so he covered his shotgun with his clothes and slowly approached.

One of the bodyguards noticed Tori, and then several bodyguards saw Tori's abnormality, and the two bodyguards pushed aside the crowd in the way and walked quickly.

It's been discovered! It's too late!

Tori immediately pulled out his shotgun and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

There was a commotion in the crowd on the second floor, and Tori was shot in the chest in a single shot, blood gushed out, and the shotgun was taken away, and in a slightly blurred vision, he saw Mosona striding towards him surrounded by bodyguards.

In the midst of intense despair and unwillingness, his mind clearly presented the whispers of the demon in his dream that night, he could not understand the demon's language, but he could repeat it.

"...... that don't belong to this era"

"Great Being, I want to exchange my soul for the life of Mosona!"

Five seconds later, a bright bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, piercing Mosona's body, the tiny electric snake on his body scurried, his whole body twitched, and under the incredible gaze of the bodyguards, Mosona's body surface quickly blackened and lost his life.

"Ahh

The bodyguards also ran away with the panicked people, fearing that Tori would summon more lightning.

"Hahaha!"

Tori laughed, more blood coming out of the muzzle of his chest.

At this moment, a grim-faced man in a double-breasted gown and a top hat appeared in Tori's sight, and he walked over and reached out and wiped it on his chest.

Tori felt no more pain in his chest, and a sudden sharp pain in his left arm.

He looked down, and the piercing wound on his chest was completely gone, as if it had been a hallucination before.

The man took out a purse from Mosona, opened it, stretched out his hand and handed it to Tori, and then said in a low voice without the slightest emotion:

"Get out of Tuscat."