A basement with no windows.

Alger Wilson sat on a low bed, half against the wall, his eyes squinting as if he had fallen asleep.

But from time to time, thoughts crossed his mind.

Has "Steel" Maiveti already gone to the contact point he provided for "Blaze" Daniz?

Will the action go wrong?

Do you keep waiting, or do you wait for an escape?

He didn't doubt the strength of Miss "Queen", but the battle between the extraordinary people could not be separated by just looking at the potion sequence and magical items, any accident could happen, not to mention that the battle would take place in Byam, an important city where the Church of the Storm and the "Substitute Punishers" were stationed, and in less than ten minutes, the nearest church would react and wipe out the pirates who dared to cause chaos under their noses.

Feeling a little restless, he got up from the head of the bed and paced to the stone door at the entrance to the basement, listening with bated breath to the sounds outside.

"The gatekeeper was already asleep, and when I came in there were three or four armed thugs, it wasn't hard to deal with, and old Quinn probably wouldn't have joined the action...... You can solve them all in half a minute, do you want to ......"

Alger's hand reached for his pocket.

In order to show kindness, old Quinn did not let people take away his weapon, naturally thinking that a "ghost ship captain" with only a few dozen people under his command could not make any trouble, and he acted like a greedy pirate who was greedy for bounty, and minimized the threat in appearance.

But just push a "Sleep" charm out of the crack in the door, and within half a minute......

At that moment, Alger's eyes froze, and a gray mist enveloped him.

Deep underneath the "Fool" sitting on a high-backed chair looking down on everything, a blonde woman bowed her head and prayed:

"Dear Mr. Fool, the operation has ended without incident."

And that's the end of it?

Algeren stayed where he was until the gray fog cleared, and he didn't move for a long time.

Although there were no windows in the basement, he didn't know if it was dawn, but he knew from his own feelings that he had been locked up here for less than six hours, at most at dawn when the sun was rising.

In this short period of time, "Steel" Mai Vitty, his subordinates with reasonable sequences, and nearly ten living corpse puppets, were killed like this?

Instinctively a little disbelieving, but Alger still felt uncontrollable surprise, excitement, and tremors in his heart.

For the "share" that he is about to get, for the tarot will have such a powerful "teammate", and for the instinct of fearing the strong.

He didn't hesitate any longer, took out a silver charm provided by the "Queen", and after gently reciting the opening spell "Crimson", he immediately pushed it out of the basement through the crack in the door.

There was a slight explosion outside the door, followed by the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

Alger's muscles swelled to the maximum, holding his coat tight, and then slammed his fist into the stone door.

The sturdy stone gate crumbled under this "furious blow".

"Bang-"

Another blow sent the door to the ground with the door frame, and the guard who was dozing off outside had lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, and the two thugs in his distance were also defeated by the sudden drowsiness and leaned limply back in their chairs.

As he expected, half a minute later, the room of thugs, including the intelligence officer Old Quinn, who frequented the bars of Byam, fell into his hands.

In order to avoid revealing his own information, Alger checked one by one, mending the thugs who were not yet dead, and then quickly left the stronghold of "Steel" Maivitty.

Leaving the alley, he found that it was already dawn, and the surrounding residents had already heard the sound of fighting, and perhaps the patrol would arrive soon.

But he was not worried that the police would report the matter to the church, and the Byam underworld saw pirate attacks on each other almost daily, with no casualties counted, and both the official and military were happy to see similar incidents happen.

With a smile on his lips, Alger, who had spent most of the night in the basement, was in good spirits, and without the slightest sleepiness, he came to a hidden residence, pushed open the unlocked door, and was immediately shocked by everything in the room.

A dark-skinned corpse lay in the middle of the room, hair loss, a large charred hole in its chest, flesh and blood almost melted, and a circle of dust left around it as if it had been blown by a whirling wind.

His face was covered with a yellowed piece of paper with a portrait of "Steel" Maviti and the amount of the bounty.

"6,000 pounds."

Alger pondered, looking at another corpse in the corner, and quickly recognized that the short man who had lost his right hand and was killed instantly by a stab in the heart was the sixth captain of the "Blood Admiral", "Blood Thorn" Huntley, who had lost his ship in the battle with "Vice Admiral Dusk" a month earlier.

"Plus £3,800 ......"

The scars on the two of them were caused by different extraordinary people at first glance, which made Alger, the "hanged man" who was originally a little afraid in his heart, feel a little relieved, but he immediately thought of the two magical items made by Miss "Queen" through the craftsmen he introduced, and felt that maybe it was really the damage caused by the other party with more than one enemy, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

He made up his mind that after getting the potion recipe of the "Wind Favorer", he immediately prepared the materials to complete the promotion.

Thinking about it, he had dragged the two corpses together, found a coarse cloth to cover them, and then his informant took the corpses to the garrison of Baiam to receive the reward.

Because pirates who don't have bounties on their behalf, they're stupid enough to take other people's corpses to receive their bounties, so this kind of "substitution" bounty is allowed by major powers, which will encourage pirates to attack and kill each other, saving them a lot of trouble.

Of course, there is a small fee involved, and according to his experience, he can usually get about 90% of the bounty.

Approximately 8,800 pounds...... I took 20%, about 1,800 pounds, which is almost equal to the main material of a "wind dependent"......

He calculated with some joy, and suddenly remembered that "Steel" Mavitty and several other subordinates should have added up to more than 1,000 pounds, but why didn't they see their corpses here?

After bewildering his prayer to Mr. "Fool", Alger whispered:

"Great Mr. Fool, please tell Miss 'Queen' that she will receive her bounty at the next tarot meeting...... Also, are the other pirates who are traveling with Steel still on the run and need me to deal with them? ”

This kind of processing, of course, is to report to the church, so that the bounty will be much less, but it is safe and convenient...... Without the backbone of these pirates, they will only become the merits of the "substitutes...... He chuckled secretly, happily counting the bounty of Skoll and the others into his own earnings.

But in less than five minutes, Alger, who had not had time to leave the secret stronghold, saw Miss "Queen" reply again.

"They're dead, but the bounty is too low, so I didn't bring them back."

Yes?

Alger looked at the gray mist that disappeared in front of him, his mouth wide open, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment.

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At the same time, "Flame" Daniz also opened his mouth, looking at a diamond-shaped crystal in front of him that was constantly changing red, green, and blue, as well as a peacock blue carpet that was rolled into long strips, and fell into a difficult choice.

As a reward for providing him with information, acting as a decoy, and indeed luring out the "Steel" group, Daniz was informed before the operation that he could receive a small percentage of the proceeds of the operation, which is why he went into battle to monitor the punishment with his injuries, and even obediently handed over the magical item "Shadow Cloak".

At this point, he had to choose between a "wizard" with extraordinary traits that could be determined to cost more than £1,500, and a "flying carpet" of uncertain value, but at least capable of carrying people.

Extraordinary characteristics can be sold, and it can be made into a real magical item for a few hundred pounds...... and the various abilities of "Scarlet Thorn" may be reflected in this item, which will greatly improve my strength; And the "flying carpet" seems to be only suspended and flying, and is of little use...... No, at sea, being able to fly is the biggest advantage, at least there is no need to worry about how to escape after the shipwreck, and the captain will be interested......

He stretched out his uninjured right hand, dangling back and forth between extraordinary traits and magical items, showing his inner tangle.

Squeak –

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Angel, who had changed into a light dress, walked out, and couldn't help but smile softly when she saw Daniz's expression of "I want it all":

"Haven't picked it yet?"

Attracted by her nightingale-like voice, Daniz took his gaze away from his reward and glanced over there, his pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly made the right choice between "continue to appreciate the beauty" and "this man stabbed out the extraordinary characteristics in front of him" and withdrew his gaze.

"I choose...... This flying carpet. ”

He gritted his teeth and said, picked up the peacock blue carpet, put it beside him, and never looked at the "wizard" trait again.

"The right choice."

It was not Angel who said this, but Klein, who opened the door of the bathroom and walked out, he shook the drops of water on his hands, and continued with an indifferent face:

"The flying carpet is worth at least 2,500 pounds."

It's true? Then you took the initiative to let me choose, isn't this a loss?

Daniz couldn't believe it, but he quickly felt that such a ruthless adventurer who cherished words like gold should not lie, and he might have really picked up a bargain.

They let me challenge myself for the loot, but put the 1,500 pound and 2,500 pound options as a reward for my "right choice"?

He thought about it, and suddenly it felt that this was not so bad for the adventurers, at least the benefits of cooperating with them were obvious.

But why didn't Gelman go into the bathroom twice an hour, it wasn't because of ......

Holding back the smile on his lips, Daniz glanced at Angelica, who he barely dared to look at directly, the impulse brought by the potion in his heart made him want to blurt out a few words, but quickly remembered that Gelman was the owner of "Wriggling Hunger", and once again made the right choice, saving his life and the flying carpet that had just arrived.

"Ahem, I'm going to leave first, and I'm going to go to a few newspapers in Byam, and I'll write down the information that 'Flame' killed 'Steel' Maiviti and others on a piece of paper and throw it in, which I said before, as a warning to my captain...... Of course, I will mention that I have two powerful helpers, two top adventurers. ”

With a chatter, Daniz got up from the couch, hugged his flying carpet tightly, and walked towards the door.

"Just write him, don't put my name on it."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Angel immediately reminded him.

Daniz was slightly stunned, and then understood what the other party meant, "Angelica" already had a bounty within the Storm Church, and if she appeared in Byam again, it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Okay, then it's just the veteran bounty hunter, the powerful and ruthless adventurer, Gelman Sparrow."

After finally releasing his provocative impulse, Daniz quickly pushed the door and left the hotel suite before the two could react.

Listening to the sound of panicked footsteps outside the door, Angel and Klein looked at each other and smiled.

In the face of the huge benefits of this operation, Daniz's little thoughts were no longer in the eyes of the two.

"So ......"

As soon as Angel spoke, the red carpet under the feet of the two of them turned bloody, and the beige walls, fabric sofas, and even the blue sky outside the window became vivid, like oil paintings.

A figure emerged from the void and stepped into the living room of the suite, he was of medium stature, bronzed, wearing a bright waistcoat in the style of Intis, and a long tuxedo jacket, none other than Klein's mentor, the "old friend" of the two, Azk Eggers.

There are more than 7,000 words today, is it a kind of addition......

(End of chapter)