10 p.m., Swordfish Bar.

Crane, who had waited for an afternoon and had not received the bounty, went out on purpose and went around in front of Uss Kent, and got the answer that the process had been completed, but the money would not be paid until tomorrow morning.

He disguised himself as a part of the adventurers' private transactions at the Swordfish Bar, but unfortunately failed to discover the main material or magical item of the "Master of Puppets" potion.

Turning back to his original form, Crane pressed his top hat and tried to squeeze through the crowd and leave the bar at its most lively and noisy.

At this time, a series of eyes swept across his face, most of them were stunned at first, and then obviously stopped for two seconds, as if they were recognizing something.

Huo Ran retracted their gaze at the same time, retreating towards the place away from Klein, like a divided tide.

Gelman Sparrow's appearance and strength, they have learned from the newspapers and rumors, and more details have gradually spread in various places where adventurers, pirates and gangsters gather, so that many people have a preliminary understanding of the situation at that time, and know that Gelman Sparrow immediately pulled out his gun and shot as soon as he found out about the "clever talker" Misool King, so everyone consciously stayed away from this dangerous guy.

Ralph, a trader, was drinking at the bar when he noticed something unusual over there, and instinctively turned around and looked over.

He soon saw a silent gentleman with an emaciated face and sharp edges, and the corresponding portrait published in the newspaper naturally came to mind:

Gelman Sparrow who hunted the "Clever Talker"!

Immediately afterward, Ralph thought of the casual conversation he had during his meeting with the leader of the Resistance, Carat, in the evening, and confirmed that the crazy adventurer in front of him did not reject the "Poseidon", and even witnessed the Rebel's private deal with the "Iceberg Lieutenant General".

Perhaps he could be developed into a believer in the "god of the sea...... Even if he wasn't interested in the future of the archipelago, he might be able to help in something...... Ralph clasped his hands and put them to his lips in a gesture that seemed to blow a conch, one of the gestures of praying to the "god of the sea" Kavituwa.

Then he jerked himself up and walked over to Gelman Sparrow with his beer glass.

At this point, Klein also noticed Ralph's approach, and recognized who the other person was.

That was a devout disciple who once wanted to dedicate one-third of his net worth of 20,000 gold pounds to the "god of the sea"!

That's a former pirate and current businessman he sent to work for the Children's Charity Fund!

Through the news about the charity and the fact that the other party was always very pious, his knowledge of Ralph was so informative that he wondered why he would try to contact Gelman Sparrow.

Is there a commission?what the rebels can't do for various reasons?Klein looked at Ralph and slowed down.

"Mr. Gelman Sparrow?" Ralph raised his beer glass.

Klein nodded, naturally maintaining the human design:

"I don't know you. ”

"Haha, getting to know adventurers is always simple, maybe just a glass of wine. Ralph gestured to the bar, "Interested in having a drink?"

"Good. Crane replied simply.

Sitting in the corner of the bar, he asked for a glass of Southwell beer, and looked at Ralph as he drank it, not taking the initiative to speak.

It was not a good experience to be quietly watched by a pirate general-level powerhouse, Ralph took a sip of beer to hide the high tension of his spirit, and laughed:

"I have heard of you, and before this incident, know that you are a true gentleman who does not discriminate against the indigenous people of the colonies. ”

Lines flashed through Klein's mind, and finally settled on a few words that were relatively in line with the character:

"Getting to the point. ”

...... Ralph almost choked, coughed lightly and said:

"Do I have this privilege to introduce you to our God, the Savior of the Islands, the Companion of the Sea, Kavituwa?

"You know, the sea is so vast, the storm is so terrible, just by yourself, even the four king-level bigwigs, there is no guarantee that they will be able to overcome all kinds of difficulties and survive, at this time, we need a god, a god who can respond to you, and hold the authority of the sea and the storm. ”

Introduce myself to me, and then make me believe in myself...... Crane controlled the slight movement of the corners of his mouth, and said:

"I'm more interested in whether you have magical items, the ones that are very powerful and aggressive. ”

Ralph smiled sincerely:

"We don't.

"But as long as you believe in the 'sea god', maybe one day you will be given the corresponding gifts. ”

I didn't...... Don't make promises for me!, Klein was angry and amused.

He felt that the conversation could not continue, so he took a sip of most of the glass of Southwell beer and said:

"I'll think about it. ”

He was about to leave when the bartender suddenly came over and smiled shyly:

"Mr. Gelman Sparrow, I have a commission for you. ”

"What?" Klein glanced at Ralph.

The latter took his beer playfully and left his seat.

He was already very satisfied with today's results, because he didn't think that he would be able to develop a mad adventurer into a believer in the "sea god" once, his purpose was just to let the other party know that there was such a possibility, and take the initiative to think about the pros and cons.

When the corner of the bar was silent, the bartender hurriedly smiled:

"He claims to be a pharmacist you know, and has a task to entrust to you, if you are interested, you can wait here and we will contact him as agreed. ”

The pharmacist I knew?the chubby Darkwell?the chubby owl?What would he be tasked with?Rescue his teacher, Roy King?I can't do that, the stakes are too high...... In the flash of thought, Klein decided to hear what the other party had commissioned first:

"Good. ”

............

Approaching 11 o'clock, Klein met the cowering fat pharmacist Duckwell in the No. 3 billiard room of the Swordfish Bar.

The man had changed out of his relatively conspicuous country witch doctor's robes and dressed as a local—a taraba shirt, wide-legged pants, and a thick coffee-colored jacket, while the round-faced owl was resting quietly on Darkwell's right shoulder, staring at the adventurer opposite.

It's very similar to Miss Justice's look at the other members of the Tarot Society...... This owl may really be an extraordinary creature, the "audience" type? Klein was judgmental, but he remained silent on the surface, and asked in a low voice:

"What commission do you have?"

"That's right. The fat pharmacist put his left hand in his pocket, holding the ring box tightly, "I'm about to go on a trip to another island, hehe, it will take about three days." Because of something, I may be in danger, of course, I may not, in short, I need a bodyguard, and you are the best person I can think of. ”

You're saying this as if I'm not really that good, but you know very few people...... If you don't save the teacher and leave Byam, is this to find help? Or, if you have been rescued, the danger is from the pursuit of the military? Klein asked calmly while speculating about the truth of the matter:

"How dangerous is it?"

Darkwell pursed his lips a few times and said:

"I can't be sure that if, if the danger is beyond your ability, you can hand me over to the other party directly, this is the promise we have agreed on now, and it will not ruin your reputation. ”

If I hadn't known that you weren't always good enough to speak, I would have thought you were using the "agitation method...... Klein thought for a moment and said:

"What kind of pay can you pay?"

Darkwell wanted to directly say the answer that had been considered for a long time, but he hesitated for a while, because the matter was indeed dangerous, and if the chips were not enough, it would be difficult to impress Gelman Sparrow - he was afraid that the "councilor" would appear, and before the matter was desperate, the bodyguards gave up resistance. That's why he must invite a strong man.

Klein glanced at him and said coldly:

"You can think about it first.

"I'll go to the bathroom and come back and tell me the answer. ”

With that, he turned around, walked to the door, twisted the handle, and stepped out.

His response seemed sophisticated, with a kind of chic and ruthlessness that belongs to adventurers and bounty hunters, but in reality, he didn't really want to give the fat medicine man time to think, he was purely looking for an opportunity to go to the bathroom and go to the gray mist for divination.

This is the key to whether he wants to take on the task or not!

Out of the billiard room and to the bathroom door, Klein lined up until a toilet was empty.

Inside, he frowned, disgusted by the filth of the environment and the stench of the smell, and almost turned around and left.

Forced to close the door, poked the flush button in disgust, and while lamenting the poor divination environment, he took four steps backwards to start the ritual.

In the chess room, Darkwell waited until Gelman Sparrow's back completely disappeared, then quickly closed the door and asked the owl on his shoulder:

"Will he betray me?"

"No, it won't. "Also, be polite when you ask me questions, please call Mr. Harry." ”

Darkwell's face trembled:

"Mr. Harry, what do you think he will be paid for?"

"It's hard for me to see through him, he's good at hiding his expression. The owl replied calmly.

Damn Mr. Harry, no, damn stupid bird!!!

After a while, Klein returned to Billiard Room 3 and asked:

"Have you figured it out?"

He'd already sucinated above the grey mist, the mission was acceptably dangerous, and he just wanted to leave Byam anytime soon.

"800 pounds for 3 days, and our friendship, I mean the friendship of my teacher and his friends. Darkwell said not quite confidently.

Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:

"£1000 for 3 days.

"Also, if your organization helps me get a powerful offensive magical item, I'll pay cash for a reasonable price. ”

1,000 pounds, how can I have so much...... Darkwell hesitated:

"I paid £300 in advance, and I waited until I got to my destination and paid for it when I found the person I was looking for. ”

He intends to ask the teacher's teacher to repay the final payment.

Klein nodded calmly:

"Deal. ”

Fat pharmacist Darkwell suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled cheekily:

"Can I assume that the protection is in effect from now on?"

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