"Gifts"

Once Louis Berri was out of the coffee area, Kolobo breathed a sigh of relief, took off his sunglasses, and took out the 5,000 Felkine again to count them once more.

His intuition told him he could make this deal, so he was willing to take the risk and come to the Matani Import and Export Shop. But throughout the process, he was trembling with fear, often not even daring to open his eyes. When he was writing down the documents, his hands were shaking violently.

"Sure enough, problems accumulate and eventually explode..." Kolobo muttered almost silently, holding the sunglasses.

He stood up and walked towards the entrance of the Matani Import and Export Shop.

As he walked, Kolobo's body suddenly tensed up, and he inexplicably felt that danger lurked around him.

His heart jumped into his throat. He surveyed his surroundings with great professionalism, his steps moving instinctively, sometimes quickening, sometimes slowing, sometimes turning, and sometimes stopping.

Kolobo saw the morning Sunlight, the relatively empty shop that had just opened and had only a few customers. He didn't notice anyone staring at him, nor did he sense any gaze coming from the shadows.

He walked around on instinct for a while and found himself back in the area where coffee beans and coffee were sold, stopping at the door of the Washroom.

Kolobo had been Beyonder for two years, and his most important lesson was to trust himself and his intuition. So without hesitation, he pushed open the rather heavy black Wooden Door and went inside.

The Matani Import and Export Shop in Port Pylos is not of a low standard. Even just one of the Men’s Washroom has three urinals and three cubicles, with two Gas Wall Lamp quietly illuminating the clean floor.

Kolobo walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and prepared to wash his face with cold water to see if he could escape the predicament that the danger was following him like a shadow.

He had just raised his head when he saw a face appear in the mirror.

But that wasn't his own face!

The face was unusually Paleness, and the person appeared to be in their late twenties. Their light brown skin was contrasted with Flax Eyes tinged with a sinister green, and they were coldly staring at Kolobo.

Kolobo's mind went blank for a moment before he recognized the face.

He is the Patrol Team's only "Prisoner" Pathway, Tevanaco Tupian, Beyonder became Sequence 6 "Living Corpse" Last Year.

He was also the first person to make Kolobo instinctively feel threatened, and to make him believe that he would die soon if he spoke of this feeling!

Just now, when Lumian asked Kolobo to write down the names and circumstances of the Beyonder Pathway "Prisoner" of the Patrol Team, Kolobo was extremely uneasy. He even considered refusing the deal. He counted the Banknotes on the spot, not because he didn't trust an adventurer who could give away a 50,000 Felkine, but because he was using this action to think, hesitate, and make a choice.

Ultimately, he chose to trust himself and the intuition that made him willing to take the risk in the deal, but he didn't mention his negative feelings toward Tevanaco Tupian in the documents.

And now, Tevanaco Tupian's face suddenly appeared in the Mirror in front of him.

This... this is already the ability of "Prisoner" Pathway Sequence 5 "Wraith"? When did he advance again? In his shock and astonishment, Kolobo felt a chill run through his body, as if he had fallen to the bottom of a high-altitude Ice Lake and was instantly frozen.

At the same time, Tevanaco Tupian's face disappeared from the Mirror above the sink.

It seemed as if a block of chilling ice, which would never melt, was stuffed inside Kolobo's body, emanating a coldness from the inside out that could freeze the soul.

His hands rose uncontrollably against his will, and a cold, emotionless voice rang in his ears:

"It seems I've been exposed, for I actually made you provide my information."

"I'm leaving Port Pylos now, but before I go, I want to leave two gifts for Lumian Lee."

What does this mean? What gift? And who is Lumian Lee? A wave of confusion and bewilderment washed over Kolobo as he watched in horror as his own hands gripped his neck and began to squeeze harder.

As the pain entered his mind, he vaguely understood what the gift referred to:

Tevanaco Tupian wanted to kill himself, to package his death as a gift!

He said there were two gifts, what was the other one?

Inside the Patrol Team's four-story Ivory building.

Camus sipped his Plateau Coffee, glanced at his daily copy of the West Balam Telegraph, and pondered the deal between Kolobo and Louis Berri.

If successful, he, as the middleman, would receive a 20% commission.

Knock, knock, knock—there was a knock on Camus's office door.

"Please come in." Although Camus was not very old, he was very experienced and was already the leader of one of the action groups in the Patrol Team. If a vacancy were to arise for the position of Deputy Team Leader, the only person who could compete with him was That One Beyonder Tevanaco Tupian, who had passed the "Prisoner" Pathway.

--The Southern Continent is in great chaos, especially in areas where multiple forces are in a state of equilibrium. Whether it's the bloody "Rose School," the terrifying Spiritualist Order, or ambitious adventurers and spies and Priest from different countries, they are all quite dangerous. Some of them will actively assassinate Patrol Team members, some will rebel against management, suddenly rise up, kill, and flee, and some will meticulously plan things, even targeting Patrol Team members. Therefore, in recent years, the Patrol Team has suffered a certain number of casualties every year and needs to recruit new members.

Encountering frequent attacks also has its advantages. If victorious, there's a high probability of obtaining valuable items and extraordinary materials. Many of the Patrol Team members' advancement recipes and Potion were acquired in such situations, leading to a phenomenon:

Compared to cities of similar size in the Northern Continent, Port Pylos has a larger number of Official Beyonder Official Beyonder, especially those in the Mid-Sequence, but lacks higher-level power or corresponding Sealed Artifact.

Camus was short of money because he was promoted faster than his cousins.

When he first arrived in Matani Province and Port Pylos, he was just a Sequence 9 "Arbiter," but now he's Sequence 7 "Interrogator," having been promoted twice in five years. He's currently saving money to buy materials in hopes of being promoted to Sequence 6 and becoming a "Judge." Of course, if he has the opportunity to become Deputy Team Leader, the Patrol Team will definitely provide some resources to help him with his promotion.

The Spoils of War he acquires isn't always suitable for him; sometimes he needs to trade with his teammates, and sometimes he needs to sell it to Patrol Team in exchange for money, while waiting for the Potion Formula and extraordinary materials corresponding to his own Pathway to appear.

Moreover, since the Patrol Team has only been established for a few years and has not accumulated much, he still has to find ways to purchase practical Mystical Item and regularly replenish Charm and potions, so as not to be unprepared and die in some assassination or conflict.

In such a situation, money is naturally not enough.

Chaos is the road to Hell, but also a ladder to the top!

The one who opened the door was "Pugilist" Sowu.

With his brown braids swaying gently, Sowu, dressed in a sky-blue shirt and beige trousers, walked towards Camus with one hand in his pocket and asked with a smile, "Have you seen Kolobo?"

I need to speak with him.

Camus had already prepared his reasons:

He went to the import/export store to buy coffee beans.

Sowu said "Oh":

"Then I'll wait for him to come back."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Camus asked casually.

Sowu stepped forward, smiling, and said, "I have an investigation mission I'd like to ask him to join. Maybe he can see some clues that others can't."

"You bunch of bastards, aren't you worried that Kolobo will get hurt because of this?" Camus replied with a laugh, then picked up his coffee, brought it to his lips, and took a sip.

Just then, Sowu pulled his right hand out of his pocket, holding Playing Card with a gleaming metallic sheen between his thumb and forefinger.

The Playing Card card depicted a Gray-White and white Clown.

With a whoosh, Sowu threw the Playing Card toward Camus's head.

The Men’s Washroom at the Matani Import and Export Shop.

Kolobo finally saw himself in the Mirror.

His face had turned a sinister green, and his hands were gripping his own neck so tightly that his bones were about to break. The image of Tevanaco Tupian was reflected in his azure Eyes.

Kolobo tried to shout for help, but couldn't utter a Vocabulary. He tried to take a step and rush to the outside of the Washroom, but couldn't move an inch.

His body seemed to no longer belong to him; it was killing him.

Hehehe... A sound finally came out of Kolobo's throat, but it was so faint that no one could hear it.

He felt death rapidly approaching, and Despair and fear gripped his mind.

Suddenly, Kolobo, who was gripping his hands, stopped.

At the same time, Daoist emerged from the shadows on the side of the Washroom ventilation vent.

That was Lumian, with black hair and green eyes, wearing a white shirt, an open Black Waistcoat, and a golden straw hat.

Lumian looked surprised and enlightened, a black Bone Flute resting near his lips.

A sobbing sound followed, and mournful music drifted from the dark red hole.

"Hateful Movement!"

Why am I only now sensing the malice and danger...? The thought had barely crossed Tevanaco's mind when his intense bloodlust was ignited by the melody from the Bone Flute.

Without a sound, Daoist separated from Kolobo's body—it was Tevanaco Tupian, with light brown skin and a Paleness face!

Within the Linen-Colored pupils of this "Wraith," individual capillaries bulged out, showing signs of bursting.

Kolobo, whose mind was already filled with fear and Despair, was also triggered by the "Hateful Movement".

His heart almost stopped, he was so frightened that he Past and collapsed to the ground, barely alive.

Lumian stopped playing the "Hateful Movement," took the black Bone Flute, and disappeared into the shadows, beneath the Washroom vent.

His figure immediately appeared behind Tevanaco Tupian, who was under the Impact of bloodlust, raising a black Bone Flute with Blood-Colored holes, preparing to utter a "Ha" sound.

We've been waiting for you!