Is there any necessary connection between the fact that I accepted the commission just two days ago and the time I found the person? If I hadn't spent a whole day waiting for " Snake of Fate " Will Auceptin to locate me, I could have done it 24 hours earlier... That's what you call professional! Klein replied calmly:
You can choose not to listen.
The fat Apothecary Darkwill swallowed back his words, his facial muscles twitching as he said:
"Go ahead and say it."
Klein stated it plainly:
"I've received word that King Roy has been secretly arrested by the military and is currently being held at the Governor's residence."
The message he received from the Magic Mirror Arrodes... he silently added to himself.
"Really?" Darkwill couldn't contain himself again, his eyes widening as he blurted out the question.
Klein nodded almost imperceptibly.
"My sources are reliable enough."
"But I can't confirm it..." Darkwill said hesitantly.
"Because it involves an important Sealed Artifact of the ' School of Life '," Klein said bluntly.
The portly Apothecary was startled and took two steps back, glancing around warily, afraid that someone might have overheard his words.
Is this the kind of thing you can just say on the street? He knew we were from the School of Life, he knew the Old Man was involved in an important Sealed Artifact... I only found out during our last contact... Darkwill gradually began to believe the information provided by the adventurer in front of him.
Klein glanced at the owl that flew down from the roof and landed on the fat Apothecary's shoulder and said:
"You can pay the payment now."
"I can't confirm it. I can't just believe everything you say..." Darkwill said stubbornly.
Then he saw the adventurer's eyes turn unusually cold.
The portly Apothecary shivered and muttered something under his breath:
"Alright, I'd say you've barely completed the task."
With a heavy heart, he pulled a large wad of cash from a hidden pocket in the village shaman's robe, counted out 100 pounds, and gave it to Klein.
Although he is Beyonder, his profession is " Apothecary " and " Beast Tamer." The improvement in his physical abilities cannot be fully reflected in direct combat, and he may not be able to defeat an ordinary person with a revolver. His tamed extraordinary pet is also a guy with little combat power. His opponent is clearly an experienced adventurer with many resources, and is likely also Beyonder. Even if the two of them were tied together, they might not be a match. He can only do whatever the opponent says.
"This is the money I worked so hard to save..." he lamented inwardly.
Being a " Apothecary " is indeed very lucrative, especially in overseas colonies. There are many pirates, Sailor, and adventurers there, and the official organization is relatively lax in its management. He can sell some prohibited drugs without worrying about being caught. The business from the customers of the Red Theater alone in the last two months has earned him more money than he did in the previous year.
However, as Beyonder, his expenses were also enormous. Most of his previous savings had been used up when he advanced to " Beast Tamer ". Later, he got a pet and worked hard to buy recipes and mix Potion for it. He also bought protective charms and other items for himself. The money he could actually save was only a few hundred pounds.
Klein took the cash, checked its authenticity while counting it, then put it in his pocket and turned to leave.
As he watched his figure disappear into the alley, the fat Apothecary Darkwill's expression instantly darkened.
"It's too dangerous here... too dangerous... I have to leave as soon as possible!" He muttered to himself as he returned to the herbal shop, went into the back room, dragged out a brown suitcase, and quickly stuffed in various clothes and neatly folded cash.
Finally, he emptied the small bills and different denominations of copper pennies from the coin box, stuffed them into his pocket, took the expensive identification documents he had bought, picked up the brown suitcase, and walked out of the folk herbal medicine shop.
Looking back at the various potions and materials that hadn't been sold out, Darkwill's chubby face twitched noticeably.
He took a breath, reluctantly locked the gate, rushed to the alley entrance, hailed a horse-drawn carriage, and headed to the Bayam Passenger Ticket Company.
"It's too dangerous, too dangerous. The Old Man has been arrested... arrested..." He sat in the carriage, muttering to himself repeatedly, trembling slightly.
In this state, he finally arrived at the ticket office. As soon as he paid the fare, he rushed into the hall and lined up at the window for the ferry to East Balam.
Inhale, exhale... Inhale, exhale... Darkwill took deep breaths, moving step by step closely behind the people queuing to buy tickets.
"Buy the next available ferry," he emphasized to himself.
As they continued their journey, stopping and starting, Darkwill gradually quieted down.
His expression would suddenly Distortion, then quickly return to normal, then Distortion again, then return to normal again.
When there was only one ticket buyer left in front of him, Darkwill froze in his tracks.
"You idiot! You idiot!" he cursed at himself, then abruptly turned around, picked up his suitcase, grabbed his identification documents, and walked out of the ticket hall.
Klein didn't care how the fat Apothecary Darkwill would save his teacher King Roy; he didn't think it was his business.
"Backed by the ' School of Life,' even though there's been a recent split, it's still an ancient organization with hundreds or even thousands of years of history, born in the early Fifth Era. It has a deep foundation, so the Fat Apothecary can naturally find people to help... If the ' School of Life ' can't do it, even if I bring out the entire Klein Tarot Club, it won't help. There's no need to worry. The military has Demigod in Bayam... Of course, he might not be in the Governor's Mansion; he might be living in the military base." Klein took out his wallet in the carriage, looked at the origami crane inside, and considered whether to immediately throw it back into the Gray Fog.
Let's wait and see Will Auceptin, this " Snake of Fate," has something in store for me... Next time, I'll remember to bring a pencil. I've overlooked this before. How big can a paper crane be? I'll run out of space to write information with a pen very quickly... Then I won't be able to contact Will Auceptin proactively, and I'll only be able to wait passively. I can't keep carrying this paper crane around forever. I'll have to return it to the junk pile above the Gray Fog in a few days. After all, I can't keep letting Will Auceptin. Better safe than sorry... Klein quickly made a decision, returned to " Azure Wind," packed his luggage, and checked out of the luxury suite.
To his relief, when Danitz came a second time, he prepaid part of the room fee, so he only paid 5 Soli.
Soon, Klein changed neighborhoods and arrived at Ols Street near the Fragrant Leaf Bar. He checked into a hotel called " Teana " and asked for a clean but ordinary room. It only cost 2 Soli and 2 pence per day, and they even gave him a complimentary glass of juice made from the giant fruit " Teana ".
Sipping the slightly sweet, milky juice, Klein no longer cared about his image. He slumped into the armchair in the room, deciding to spend the next two hours daydreaming and catching up on sleep before heading up above the Gray Fog to browse the believers' prayers and experience the feeling of seeing a thousand different people.
Backlund, the White family.
Emlyn gazed at the blood-red "gem" that had appeared within the altar, as if he could hear his own blood resonating with it.
After thanking Mr. The Fool, he picked up the gem, sensing the unique energy flowing within it, and became certain that it was the relic of a Sanguine Baron.
"All I need to do is prepare the necessary inheritance ceremony or the necessary Potion ingredients, and I can become a Baron. That's not difficult, at this stage," Emlyn thought with anticipation and pride. "According to the human system, I'll then be a Sequence 6 Beyonder, with the corresponding title of ' Potion Professor '!"
It's Monday again, and on the Sonia Sea, a fleet of ships is navigating through the thin fog and the azure ocean.
Their flagship was a huge sailing ship, flying a distinctive flag depicting an eye surrounded by ten stars, an eye without eyelashes.
" Admiral of Stars " Cattleya stood by the window of the captain's cabin, quietly watching the sunlight pierce through the thin mist, until the wall clock chimed "cuckoo, cuckoo."
She glanced at the time, quickly converted it to Loen time, then drew the curtains and sat down at her desk.
On the red wooden table sat a brass sextant and a light blue planetarium, the latter with large blank areas on its surface, representing regions that had not yet been explored or could not be explored.
Cattleya stretched out a finger and fiddled with the planetarium, then half-closed her eyes, awaiting the Fool's summons.
Before long, a surging Red Light appeared before her eyes, completely engulfing her, who was already prepared.
Once she adjusted to the change, the sacred palace supported by stone pillars reappeared in her field of vision, along with the mottled, ancient bronze table.
Amidst Miss Justice's cheerful and lively greeting, Cattleya also saluted Mr. The Fool, who was still shrouded in gray mist.
With a quick glance, her slightly purplish-black eyes suddenly narrowed.
She noticed that the " The Hanged Man," the " The Moon," and the " The Sun " opposite her all exhibited a slight Spirituality overflow, quite different from the last time!
This means they have all been promoted!
This indicates their promotion occurred in the last few days!
"In just one week, three members of the Tarot Club have been promoted, with ' The Hanged Man ' and ' The Moon ' possibly even reaching Sequence 6... Is this a coincidence? Did they all just happen to take the Potion in this same week? Statistically speaking, it's possible, as evidenced by the materials ' The Moon ' and ' The Sun ' sought to purchase last time. But it also demonstrates the rapid promotion speed of Tarot Club members; otherwise, such a coincidence wouldn't be possible..."
"Of course, it's not surprising that Beyonder below Sequence 5 who have accurately mastered the Acting Method and have no shortage of resources can advance quickly... From Sequence 6 to Sequence 5 onwards, ritual assistance is required, and digestion becomes increasingly difficult, making it hard for similar things to happen again... The Hermit," Cattleya withdrew her gaze.
Then, " Justice " Audrey apologized to " The Fool " Mr., saying that she had not been able to contact the members of the " Psychology Alchemists " recently and could not provide Roselle's Diary. The same was true for " The Magician " Fors, whose teacher had been slow to reply to her letters lately, and the cold weather made her not want to go out.
" The Sun " Derrick, having just been promoted, had many things to deal with and was unable to obtain new ancient mythological materials, while " The Fool " Klein could only nod calmly.
Seeing this, Derrick breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the very bottom of the bronze table:
"Mr. 'World,' I've obtained the method you requested for separating the mental pollution of those who have lost control within their Beyonder Characteristic."
"Don't say it so directly..." Klein, the " The Fool " at the head of the bronze table, almost froze.
Although you, Little the Sun, had already made sure Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanged Man knew about this in your previous promises, didn't Ms. The Hermit just join? Klein resisted the urge to cover his face.
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