The two of them were just at opposite ends of the living room, you looking at me, I looking at you, and neither of them spoke.

"Ahem, I, I'm going to go out," Klein finally couldn't stand the dull atmosphere in the room, and spoke first, but the content made Angel raise an eyebrow, "There should be a bounty that has arrived, I'll go and see." ”

I thought he was going to apologize, but he actually ...... Angel's face was gloomy, but he was a little curious, and he was silent for a moment and asked:

"What bounty?"

"Last week I met the walking gold pound in the bar, well, I mean, the more valuable pirate, the 'Clever Talker' Misool King, the third mate of the 'Sick Admiral' Tracy, the one I captured last time dressed as Elaine, he was worth 5,400 pounds, but he didn't come to me by chance."

Is it now possible to shoot pirates in the street?

Angel was surprised at first, and then suddenly realized, no wonder the "world" had just sold the extraordinary characteristics of the psychiatrist, and it turned out that it had herded other pirates and exchanged this soul.

But no matter what, killing pirates directly in a bar doesn't have a good impact, and the last time we dealt with "Steel" Maiveti was in the middle of the morning on a remote street......

She pondered and asked rhetorically:

"You...... Short on money? ”

"I'm going to buy a magical item worth £7,000 recently to solve my last trouble before I get promoted."

Crane didn't hide it, and told Angel that he had entrusted "Moon" Emlyn to buy magical items to solve the contamination within the Secret Master's extraordinary traits.

In fact, he planned to say it a few days ago, but the other party barely gave him a chance to communicate.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this now, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

"I still have a lot of money here, if you are short of money, you can ......" Angel subconsciously took the initiative to ask for help, but forced to change his words at the end, "...... You can figure it out for yourself. ”

It wasn't until Klein left the suite that she grabbed her hair in remorse.

The result was that he still didn't say anything, but delayed his business, and when he came back in the evening, he would end this strange state...... No, doesn't that mean I'm throwing in the towel? He had to speak first...... Or at least open their mouths together? ”

Angel muttered to herself, unconsciously going back and forth in the living room.

Although a few days ago in Byam paid a significant premium for 3,500 gold coins and given to the two messengers who had helped her in the hunt for the Gazers, Angel had more than 5,000 pounds in cash on hand, including the 1,000 pounds that the Hanged Man had just sacrificed to her.

However, due to the lack of communication, Klein also had to save money by hunting pirates temporarily...... Frustrated, she rushed back to the bedroom, threw herself on the bed, and covered her head with a pillow.

Let him go back this time, and come back in the evening and take the initiative to speak!

Angel rolled from side to side on the bed and made her decision.

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A cold breeze and a reminder of her sense woke Angel from a nap on the bed, and she opened her eyes and opened her vision, and suddenly found a female face with long blond hair and scarlet eyes in front of her.

Jumping out of bed, Angel noticed that the headless messenger Miss Renette Tinicol was floating in the middle of the bedroom, and all she saw was a head in the other's hand.

"He asked ......", "I'll ......", "Spread the ......", "Message......

You, no, you speak in such a strange way, why can't you have one head on a rotating day...... Angel sneered, nodded and said:

"Please."

She still maintained a considerable degree of respect for this Messenger Lady, who was obviously above the demigod and helpful.

Although the help is based on the premise of payment......

"He's going to escort ......", "A fat man......", "Olavi Island......", "Three days ......"

In Renette's surround sound answer, Angel quickly understood where Crane was going.

Unexpectedly, he went out of the door, in addition to receiving the bounty of the "clever talker", he also became a bodyguard by the way.

With £1,000 in three days, it's no wonder he didn't even have time to come back and say a word. If it were me, I'm afraid it would be the same, alas, everyone is short of money...... Angel thought about it, and the guilt of not communicating with Klein in time expanded again, but then it was overshadowed by the anger caused by the other party's sudden departure.

Seeing her looking down and thinking, Renette's four heads shook in her hands, and she was about to lift off from reality and return to the spirit world, Angel saw this and hurriedly stopped her:

"Should I pay a gold coin?"

She remembered that Klein had mentioned the courier's strange habit of paying a gold coin every time he sent a letter, and she didn't accept paper money!

"He ......", "......", "paid ......"

The three heads replied in turn from left to right, and the last one didn't have his turn, so he shook in a hurry and hit the one next to him.

Count him still having a heart...... Angel felt a little more balanced in her heart, and when she saw that the last blonde head seemed to be looking expectantly at this side, she thought for a moment and said:

"Excuse me, did you and my messenger, Lady Winza, ever know each other?"

"Meet ......"

The head, which was looking at it because it didn't have a turn to speak, immediately replied, and then the others began to add:

"Her master ......" "After leaving," "She's lonely......"

"Spend more time with her."

After a brief moment of consternation, several thoughts popped into Angel's mind.

"She"? Is Ms. Winsa really "ma'am"?

Didn't Renette and Winsa fight openly and secretly, and even fought? How does it sound like the relationship between two people, no, one person and one cat seems to be pretty good?

And......

"Her master?"

Angel asked curiously.

"The former owner ......", "left her ......", "not dead...... "but not alive either......"

Not dead, not alive?

Confused, Angel wanted to ask a few more questions, but Renette had already floated to a high place, and her figure gradually faded back to the spirit world.

It seems that it is time to have a good conversation with my messenger, but it, no, she has never said these things, and I am afraid she is reluctant to remember the sad things......

Angel looked at the ceiling, pondered for a moment, put the question behind for now, and returned to Crane's body.

Although this "soothsayer" usually divination before making a decision, it does not mean that it is absolutely safe.

Unable to calm down, she quickly took out her magic mirror and stroked the mirror for a divination.

"The Magic Mirror tells me the risks of Klein Moretti's operation."

An impenetrable layer of black appeared in the mirror, as if a curtain that blocked the view, which meant that the divination was greatly disturbed, but soon, the gray mist broke through the black curtain, and a specific picture appeared in the mirror.

Hey, my divination skills have improved?

Meizizi lifted the magic mirror, and Angel looked at the picture carefully.

In the fog was a narrow cabin, and there were two people sitting at the square table against the wall, one she was familiar with, it was Crane in a trench coat and a top hat, and opposite him sat a chubby man, dressed in a black robe, whose face was not clearly visible in the narrow magic mirror, but Angel recognized the other instantly:

Fat pharmacist from Beckland's "Eyes of Wisdom" party, Darkwell!

How did he get with Klein...... By the way, Renette said that the employer of this escort mission is a fat man, and he is hiring Crane?

Angel was thinking about it when the picture in the magic mirror suddenly flashed, as if it had briefly changed from night to day, and when she refocused her gaze, she found that Darkwell was in the middle of a lightning bolt from the porthole, his hair stood on end, and his skin was charred and he fell to the table.

Even if he was well-informed in this scene, Crane, who was playing the ruthless adventurer, was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair and took a few steps away, for fear of being affected by the thunderbolt, and Angel outside the mirror was even more worried.

What's going on? They were attacked?

But soon, at the behest of a talking owl, Crane retrieved the potion from Darkwell and helped him fill it to revive the hapless apothecary.

Seems like just an accident? But I've never seen anyone hit directly by naturally occurring lightning, and they're still in the boat, and I'm afraid no one will believe me...... The corners of Angel's mouth twitched, and he looked at the magic mirror in front of him and focused on a milky white dice in Darkwell's pocket, the bright red two dots seemed to be a pair of blood-red eyes, staying in the divination picture.

Is it any wonder this guy is going to pay £1,000 for Klein to escort him, and this strange dice in his pocket seems to invite bad luck? Similar to the effect of my "good luck" revolver, but in a much stronger form?

Putting away the magic mirror, Angel looked out the window in the direction of the dock, in the dark night, there seemed to be a small storm brewing there, but this level of rain clouds would never cause lightning, the only possibility was that there was a problem with the magical item.

Watching the almost unrecognizable passenger ship depart from the port under the "escort" of the rain clouds, Angel gritted his teeth, quickly packed his luggage, and left the hotel a moment later, heading straight for his private port outside the city in the night.

Few hired carriages were willing to leave the city at night, but with the help of invisible silk threads and lightness, Angel quickly reached the harbor in the middle of the woods, where her "redhead" was still parked at the corner of the dock, Elaine in a small three-cornered hat and smart attire was whispering to two sailors by the gangway.

Without caring about concealing her appearance, Angel just used the "hypocritical" ring to change the color of her hair, so she stepped forward, landed lightly in the surprise of the three of them, and asked eagerly:

"Elaine, can this ship go to sea now?"

"Out to sea, now?" The brown-haired lady looked stunned, "This three-masted galleon has just recruited the minimum number of sailors, and it can barely raise the sails, not to mention the replacement manpower, and even the combatants are not enough, and going to sea at such a time is not equal to ......"

"I'm the combatant," interrupted the other party, Angel patted his chest, so that the eyes of the two sailors next to him were straight, and Elaine's expression was a little uncomfortable, "Now gather everyone, set sail, set sail, and sail for a test voyage." ”

"Let's go to Olawe Island."

(End of chapter)