Chapter 122: A Different Enemy
Hearing the fat pharmacist's question, Klein smiled secretly in his heart, and his surface was cold:
"It starts with the first payment you make. β
Darkwell first took out a large handful of cash without hesitation, and then nodded distressedly:
"It's 300 pounds.
"You can fulfill your promise. β
Klein took the bills, nodded, and said:
"No problem. β
Darkwell suddenly relaxed a lot, like a drowning man finally grasping for a lifebuoy.
More than half an hour later, in the "Teyana" hotel, Darkwell looked at the powerful adventurer Gelman Sparrow in a daze, and said to the front desk on duty at night:
"Change to a luxury suite. β
With that, Crane took two steps back, as if giving up his position to the fat pharmacist.
Darkwell swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly:
"I pay?"
"During the mission, all expenses are borne by the employer, which is the rule of adventurers. Klein replied with an unchanging face.
I believe you're a stupid donkey! Do you call a few girls from the "Red Theater" to come over, and I'll have to pay for you? Duckwell thought for a moment, squeezed out a smile, and said:
"We can just use a normal room, which is easier to protect. β
"Then you can live on your own. "Klein played Gelman Sparrow effortlessly.
Duck Will laughed twice, walked to the counter, and said expressionlessly:
"A luxurious suite. β
After actually moving in and entering the smaller bedroom, Duckwell, the fat pharmacist, opened the window to leave the "door" for Mr. Harry the Owl, and took out the ring box in his coat pocket to check the condition of the strange dice.
After confirming that the dice were still the same as before, four o'clock up, and that there was no change, Darkwell quietly exhaled.
............
Beckland, inside an ordinary house.
When Ince Zangwil woke up from a deep sleep, his first reaction was to confirm his condition.
This is something he repeats every day, because he has no way of knowing what story "0-08" will weave and what kind of accidents he will bring when he falls asleep.
After making sure he was not injured, Ince Zangwill put on his shiny leather boots and stood up.
Unexpectedly, he saw "0-08" quietly placed on the desk, like the most common and common quill.
However, it had been locked away in a metal box with layers of symbols and magical logos last night.
Ince Zangwill walked over solemnly, holding "0-08" in one hand, and opened the notebook next to him with the other, and found that there was nearly a page of text there:
Ince Zangwil didn't remember what he had done last night, but he was keenly aware of something.
He looked in the mirror and found that there was a strange feeling of himself inside, as if another Ince Zangvil had been born in his body.
He looked down and saw an obvious anomaly between the nails of his hands, but he couldn't remember what he had done last night......
After reading this description, Ince Zangwille instinctively looked at the full-length mirror in the room, only to see that he was still blind in one eye, and his classical sculptural face did not have a trace of wrinkles, but there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, which was in stark contrast to his solemn gaze.
At this moment, Ince Zangwill felt that his face was a little blue, the underside of his eyes was dark, and with the smile that he didn't know how to appear, the whole looked very eerie, fierce and weird.
He raised his hands, lowered his head, and saw patches of dried black mud between his fingernails, as if he had gone to the garden in the middle of the night to cut the roots of the tree.
Although he has changed from the "Grim Reaper" path to the "Night" path and has become a "Night Watchman", Ince Zangwill has not lost his previous extraordinary abilities, and is still a powerful psychic and a mentor in the necromantic realm, so he immediately plans to communicate with the spirits inside and outside the house to find out what happened last night.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he focused on the last paragraph in the notebook:
Ince Zangwill tried to channel, but sadly found that he had found nothing, as someone else seemed to have disposed of all the clues. He was worried, he didn't know what he had been involved in last night. β
Ince Zangwill's expression became more and more contemplative, and he tried to channel, but as expected, he did not get any surprises.
............
Wednesday morning, the behind-the-scenes owner has changed outside the Fragrant Leaves Bar.
Klein walked around a secluded alley and met Uss Kent with a small suitcase.
"Your bounty. Uss Kent threw the small suitcase over.
This is not really a bounty, it is an advance from the military - the former involves the governor's palace and the kingdom's finances, and there are many processes to go through, and it will take at least three days to complete.
Klein took the suitcase and opened it on the spot, and saw neat stacks of banknotes inside, mainly Β£1 and Β£5.
"It's 5,400 pounds in total, no rake. Uth Kent forced a forced laugh.
For other adventurers, he would give him a maximum of 4,000 pounds, and the rest would be the income of a series of people in the link.
But on the other side is a crazy guy, whose strength is even closer to that of the pirate general, and he is afraid of being shot on the spot, so he has to volunteer.
The military probably won't deceive me with counterfeit money...... Klein grabbed a stack of bills and shook his hand.
Β£5,400...... Duckwell, who was hiding outside the alley, heard Uss Kent's words and peeked at the suitcase, and was dazzled by the stacks of gold pounds filled with texture.
It was the first time he had seen so much money put together.
"Adventurer is really a lucrative profession, a pirate who successfully hunts can cost a few thousand pounds, protect me for three days earn 1,000 pounds plus a requirement, and occasionally find shipwrecks and treasures...... Why should I be a pharmacist instead of an adventurer?I should have chosen that lucky and extraordinary path if I had known earlier......" Darkwell thought with envy.
However, he soon remembered the reality, that is, most adventurers were not so wealthy, and even if they could make a fortune, one-third of their income would have to be contributed to the pharmacist, either to treat injuries and eliminate old problems, or to buy medicine to help recreation and deal with hidden diseases.
Is it safe to be a pharmacist...... Darkwell sighed inwardly.
At this time, Klein, who had not carefully counted and only roughly determined the amount, closed the suitcase and said to Uss Kent:
"I'll be away from Byam for a while, and if there's any news, how can I inform you?"
"You're leaving Byam?" asked Uth Kent, slightly surprised.
Klein nodded lightly and said:
"Took on a bodyguard mission. β
Uss Kent was stunned at first, and then an inexplicable sense of relief emerged.
If this madman stays in Byam for a long time, he will one day cause a big problem, and it is better to wander on the sea and fight those pirates...... Uss Kent immediately smiled and said:
"You can send a telegram directly and attach my address, the telegraph office has our people. β
"Good. Crane, dressed in a black tweed coat, didn't say much, picked up his suitcase, and turned to leave the alley.
Together with Darkwell, he made a beeline for the harbor to board the earliest liner to Olawe, while the owls flew among the street trees, looking sneaky and sneakyβthey had bought their tickets for the black ship the previous night.
Half an hour before boarding, Darkwell was tormented, fearing that the man who had betrayed the teacher would suddenly arrive and attack him.
This sentiment was maintained until he entered the first class to which he belonged, and as long as the passenger ship entered the sea, it was difficult for those who did not have the ability to fly or the extraordinary of their own ship to intercept it halfway.
"Sail now, sail quickly......" Darkwell muttered as he looked out the window.
By this time, the owl had followed, perched on his left shoulder, and Crane sat in a chair in the room, alert for a possible attack.
At this moment, the sky quickly became dark, the wind became more and more intense, and the humidity in the air increased significantly.
"There's a storm?" Darkwell blurted out.
This means that the ship may not set sail on time and may be delayed for several hours!
And in that case, Darkwell will be exposed to a lot of unnecessary risks!
He turned to look at Gelman Sparrow, squeezed out a smile and said:
"Is there anything you can do?"
Yes, for example, if you immediately pray to Kavituva, the "god of the sea", and I immediately go to the gray fog to respond and dispel the storm...... But there is no doubt that in a few minutes or even tens of seconds, Ion "Aquaman" Cottman will be on the way, and his attack will be even earlier...... Klein looked at the fat pharmacist and calmly responded:
"I'm just an adventurer. β
Darkwell knew that he really shouldn't have unnecessary expectations, so he cursed the weather, turned back, and poked his head out the window to study the situation.
Bang!
A bolt of silver-white lightning struck Darkwell before Crane could react.
Darkwell suddenly convulsed and fell, smoking, his skin scorched, and the electric snake scurrying.
Klein was nearly stunned, this was the first time he had seen someone struck by lightning during a thunderstorm.
That's unlucky, isn't it...... He briefly forgot to rescue Darkwell.
Mr. Harry the Owl was similarly stunned for a few seconds, and then screamed:
"Quick, quick! There's a bottle of potion in the second pocket on his left, feed him quickly!"
This owl can talk...... Crane raised an eyebrow, took a few steps forward, bent down, and found the vial of blood-red potion, and then forcibly poured it into Darkwell's mouth.
After nearly two minutes, Darkwell finally came to his senses, and as he shed his charred skin, he struggled to stand up and said:
"I, I'm going to take care of the injuries. β
He staggered into his bedroom and locked the door.
With all that done, he took out the ring box and opened the lid heavily.
In the ring box, where there was almost no room to turn, the milky white dice had changed somehow, and the red two dots were pointing upwards!
Outside, in the living room, Crane stood where he was, thinking about what had happened before, his brow furrowing slightly.
At this moment, he inexplicably felt that the enemy he would face on this bodyguard mission might not be the same as before.
When Kerwell had recovered and came out again, Klein sat down in his chair and leaned forward slightly, saying:
"Explain.
"It's about how I can protect. β
Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors