An unexpected hunt
January 13th, morning.
When the meticulously made-up Danitz entered the "Gold Coin Casino" to inquire about information, Lorry had already boarded the passenger ship bound for Symeem Island.
An hour later, Alger, with his dark blue hair that was as messy as seaweed, walked into the casino. He subconsciously looked around and quickly locked onto a figure.
"Flames" Danitz?
A thought struck him, and he strode towards that direction.
After a brief conversation, Alger left first, heading into a department store to buy Tarot Card. Danitz from the casino chuckled and quickly left as well...
Things were unfolding as expected, seemingly in line with Lorry's guess, yet subtly changing in ways he hadn't noticed.
Time slips away unnoticed.
Midday, inside the only Inn in the Port town of Symeem Island.
Lorry was sitting at a relatively clean table by the window on the first floor, enjoying local specialty grilled fish and vegetable soup, when he suddenly looked up.
He saw a beautiful woman in a black Cleric's Robe, dressed as Messenger, walk barefoot out of the Spirit World as if Door Opening.
The difference from before is:
Her hair and eye color changed from blonde and blue-eyed to black hair and black eyes, but it did not affect her beauty at all. On the contrary, it gave her a more profound and mysterious feeling.
Female beings in the Spirit World also wear makeup? Lorry couldn't help but think to himself, then suddenly remembered something and quickly turned to look around.
The "Messenger" lady seemed to have guessed his thoughts and calmly spoke:
They can't see me.
That's good... Lorry breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to take Fors's letter—so far, only she knew how to summon her Messenger.
At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the "Messenger" lady was looking towards the primeval forest.
Lorry's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped what he was doing and asked:
Is there a problem there?
The "Messenger" shook her head slightly, not answering his question, and said in a completely unwavering tone, "Complete the prayer within three days."
After saying that, she took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.
That direction... if we extrapolate from the known to the unknown, "The ruins of the Calamity Queen?" Lorry shook his head and smiled, continuing what he hadn't finished earlier.
A few seconds later, he looked surprised.
Fors has already digested the second dose of the "Apprentice" Potion? This is ahead of the Node I knew.
But thinking about it again, it's normal.
Fors learned about the Acting Method much earlier than in the Original Novel story.
Lorry folded the letter and put it in his pocket, then gestured for the Attendant to come over.
"Two more servings of our signature grilled meat, to go."
Backlund, Cherwood Borough.
Hugh, who had been out running around all morning, Door Opening carrying Desi Pie and Sweet Iced Tea, and looked at her friend lying on the Long Sofa in a daze with annoyance.
She put the things on the Tea Table and said irritably:
"Didn't you say you'd already digested the Potion yesterday? Why haven't you Advancement yet? Also, you said you were going to write the second half of ' The Decameron,' when are you planning to start? I don't want your angry readers smashing the Living Room window and throwing all sorts of nonsense in there one day!"
Perhaps it was Lorry who inspired Fors.
After racking her brains and failing to come up with a story for the next five days, she had a sudden inspiration and split the complete novel into two parts.
Hugh scoffed at the time, thinking the Publishing House would never agree.
After all, my friend has a history of missing deadlines.
But to her surprise, perhaps influenced by the continued popularity of "Raven's " works, her friend's suggestion, which was clearly meant to be lazy, was actually adopted!
This resulted in a significant number of copies of "The Decameron, Part I" having already been sold during the New Year period, while the manuscript for "The Decameron, Part II" remained blank.
Hugh is very worried that one day his family will suffer the same fate as Lorry.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Fors said awkwardly, reaching for the Desi Pie.
"You're too lazy to even sit up?"
Hugh was so angry he laughed, and couldn't help but retort, "I really want to borrow a camera and take a picture of you at home, so that guy can see it."
"You're just like those salted fish we see on vacation, drying in their yards, so dry you can't even turn over without a breeze."
"Shu, that's going too far!"
Fors angrily rolled over, turning the back of her head towards the other person.
"..."
Seeing the other person's actions, Xiu couldn't help but laugh even louder.
"Stop!"
Fors sat up abruptly, grabbed her friend, ruffled her already messy hair, and then burst out laughing.
"You're so annoying right now..." she huffed irritably.
Suddenly, a voice rang out:
I think so too.
The two women were so startled that their hearts nearly skipped a beat, and they almost jumped up.
Fors lightly. "You came all that way without even saying goodbye... When did you get back...?"
"When you're evaluating her."
Lorry smiled and placed the special roasted meat he was holding on the Tea Table. The rich and fragrant aroma immediately attracted the attention of the two ladies.
Fors a sigh of relief, his expression slightly embarrassed.
"What is this?" Hugh sniffed, asking the question before he could even think.
"The roasted meat from the Rorsted Archipelago is quite good; I'll bring it for you to try," Lorry said casually, heading straight to the chairs at the table.
"Let's eat first, then Advancement ' Trickmaster '." He chuckled, then closed his eyes to rest, leaving the ladies alone.
Xiu glanced at his friend, who was beaming with joy and ready to start eating, Albert, who was also itching to join in, then after a few seconds of silence, he quickly joined the scramble.
However, a voice kept echoing in her mind:
Advancement "Trickmaster"...
It was in the early hours of the Dawn.
Bayam, 15 Fragrant Tree Avenue.
As soon as adventurer John Smith and his companions stepped into the trap, the waiting "Mandated Punishers" did not hesitate to strike.
Not far away, the "Iron" group, hidden in the shadows, changed their expressions slightly and were preparing to retreat when they suddenly saw a bulge moving rapidly in the shadows.
"Flames" Danitz!
"Iron" Maveti, "Blood-colored Thorn" Huntley, Scowal, and others exchanged glances and made a tacit decision without any communication.
Chase!
Leaving his men and the Zombie behind to cover their retreat, the three of them began to run without hesitation.
"Frost!"
"Iron Man" Maveti chanted silently, stomping his foot forcefully.
A path formed by Frost spread rapidly, accurately predicting the inevitable route of "Flames" Danitz, freezing him in place and rendering him unable to move.
"Blood-colored Thorn" Huntley and Scowal's attacks arrived one after the other, and "Flames" Danitz froze, instantly turning into Paper Figurine.
At the same time, a compressed, blazing white fireball flew in from the roof.
"Iron" Maveti snorted coldly, stepping forward to shield his companion from the attack. His somber gaze swept back and forth between the real "Flames" Danitz and the imposter in the "Shadow Cloak" on the rooftop, finally settling on "Flames" Danitz, where he gave a sinister laugh.
"I knew you had help, but... we have some too."
Before he finished speaking, he ignored his helpers without hesitation and rushed towards "Flames" Danitz, as did "Blood-colored Thorn" Huntley and Scowal.
"Flames" Danitz cursed under his breath, "son of a bitch," and was about to call for help when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Gehrman frozen in place.
Wraith Possession!
Klein was startled, and the image in his pupils automatically flashed into his mind—a gaunt figure with eyes full of resentment.