Return to Norga

Night fell, Red Moon bathed the earth.

After finishing dinner, the three of them lay on the Sofa as usual to digest their food.

"It'll cost money if I keep looking..." Fors grumbled, her cheeks slightly flushed. She was too lazy to move, only symbolically tucking her legs into her nightgown.

Without saying a word, Lorry reached for the "Lucky Money Bag".

The newly appointed "Interrogator" twitched her lips slightly and couldn't help but angrily say:

"That's enough, you two!"

"If this doesn't stop, I'm taking Albert and running away from home right now!"

Under the Tea Table, Albert glanced at Hugh in alarm, then shook his head repeatedly at the two people on the Long Sofa, indicating that he had no such intention.

Then, he kept winking and making eye contact with her:

If you're going to leave, just leave, okay? Don't take me with you... I've been a homeless person since I was little. I finally had a few good days, but I never want to go back to my old life...

The tacit understanding they had developed during their recent mission allowed Hugh to easily read Albert's eyes, and she immediately let out a disgruntled snort. She felt underestimated, but was powerless to refute it.

Owning an extraordinary dog can be quite expensive...

Fors "Eh?", his tone full of doubt:

Why "later"?

Hugh was silent for a few seconds, then said with a slightly embarrassed expression, "The food he brought back was all quite expensive, the kind we rarely eat."

"I need to digest my food before exercising, otherwise it's not good for my health."

After she finished speaking, Fors paused for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

Out of consideration for her friend's feelings, she didn't continue the topic. Instead, she whispered in Lorry's ear, "By the way, I was so busy with their Advancement this afternoon that I suddenly remembered something I haven't had time to tell you: regarding that drop of blood, the other party has offered three types of compensation. Which one would you like to choose?"

Blood? Reward?? Fors is a very sensible girl; she's never mentioned anything involving the Tarot Club to Hugh before.

Lorry's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look at Single Sofa, his tone slightly surprised. "You've already attended that party?"

That doesn't make sense. Wouldn't her Tarot Club something that happened much later?

Hugh hummed in agreement, saying nothing more, but he wasn't surprised that Lorry knew about the Tarot Club; clearly, he and his friend had discussed it before. "That's really how it is... I didn't expect my appearance to bring Hugh's joining so far ahead..." Thinking this, Lorry smiled and said:

"Congratulations."

He didn't ask any further questions, but looked at Fors and said:

What are they respectively?

"One is the coordinates of the original island, which they guarantee no more than five people will know. The other is...?" Fors looked like he was recalling something, and roughly relayed the rewards that the "Hermit" could offer.

The coordinates of the original island are not important to me unless I can confirm the presence of extraordinary creatures with the "Marauder" Pathway...

Advanced Charm crafting methods are worth considering. Even at a lower level, Cohinem's blood can at least produce Sequence 4 or even Sequence 3 Charm...

This is something you can use as a trump card...

As for the third type of reward, High Sequence Beyonder with an extremely rich collection... she must be referring to the "Queen Mystic" Bernadette, right?

Her collection should not include "Error" Card of Blasphemy and High Sequence items from the "Marauder" Pathway; otherwise, she could have directly stated their specific names...

In a flash, Lorry made a quick choice:

"Tell that member that the reward she offered was completely insincere; it was just knowledge and intelligence, nothing substantial. Tell her to change the reward, or exchange the latter two rewards for that drop of blood, the advanced Charm -making method, and the trading opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Fors out an "uh": "Would she agree?"

"Anyway, we're not the ones who're in a hurry," Lorry shrugged.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Fors readily agreed, then thought for a moment and said, "Since you're leaving soon, I might as well go pray now."

"If we're lucky, we might be able to finalize this matter right away."

When it comes to Lorry, she is quite efficient. Seeing that he didn't object, she immediately climbed off his shoulder and walked towards the Bedroom in her slippers.

As the footsteps faded and the door closed, only the two people and the dog remained in the Living Room.

The sudden departure of his friend made Hugh, who was half-reclining on the Single Sofa, feel a little uncomfortable. Just as he was hesitating whether to get up and go back to his room or make small talk, he saw his friend push open the door and leave with a smile.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"You agreed?"

Fors hummed in agreement, returned to her previous spot, and rested her head on Lorry's shoulder. "However, the deal will have to wait a while." From what she said, it would probably take one to two weeks.

"I'll let you know as soon as I have any news." She then reached out and nudged Lorry: "I want to hear your story."

Lorry glanced sideways at the fair and beautiful face so close to his, then looked around and saw Albert lying on the ground with his head slightly raised, while Single Sofa, quietly pricked up her ears and smiled slightly:

"Good."

Norgar Island, an unnamed Inn.

Lorry's figure was gradually outlined inch by inch in the room.

He adjusted his appearance, transforming back into "Flower Bow Tie" Jodson, put on the same clothes as yesterday, and prepared to go find Danitz.

"Whoosh--whoosh--"

Lorry casually closed the door, and before he could even walk to the Next Door room, he heard a gurgling sound, like that of Steam Train, coming from inside.

As I got closer, I could smell a strong odor of alcohol.

Going to bed so early, I wonder how much he drank today... With that thought in mind, Lorry didn't disturb the Fourth Sailor-in-Charge and decided to go downstairs for a walk. --After Parasitism Tego, the language barrier problem was essentially completely solved, and there was no longer any need to rely on Danitz as a translator.

He even mastered the indigenous language that the other party didn't understand.

Do it as soon as you think of it.

Lorry immediately headed for the stairs.

Upon reaching the first floor, the Inn behind the counter greeted me in Intisian, saying, "Go out tomorrow; it's not safe this late."

"Something happened at a bar last night, and now there are Navy personnel everywhere outside trying to catch the culprit. If you accidentally run into them, you'll be in for a world of hurt."

"They tend to behave a bit more during the day."

Is Intis's navy really that bad? Lorry couldn't help but chuckle, not insisting on doing anything, and thanked the boss with a smile.

His gaze swept over the plate of what looked like fried beans on the counter, and the wine pot next to it. After a moment's hesitation, he moved a chair over and sat down.

Crunch, crunch... The boss picked up a few roasted beans and tossed them into his mouth, then took a satisfied sip of his drink, glancing at Lorry with narrowed eyes:

"What exactly are you and that kid doing here?"

"Is what happened last night related to you?"