Upon hearing Gehrman Sparrow's words, Darkwill's first reaction was to tell everyone about the strange dice without reservation, in order to ensure that the adventurer he had hired at great cost would grasp the root of the problem and effectively guarantee his personal safety.
But then he remembered his teacher's warning, and realized that the dice might be a very important Sealed Artifact within the school. If he accurately told Gehrman Sparrow, it might incite the other's Greed and cause things to develop in a worse direction!
Rumors of adventurers killing quest givers for higher rewards are widespread at sea, if not countless Gehrman Sparrow, and I don't know what kind of person he is, so I must be extremely cautious! Besides, the dice have only rolled two, so the situation isn't the worst or most hopeless; there's still a chance to wait... Darkwill hesitated for a few seconds before finally deciding to avoid the main point and only talk about the surface phenomena.
He subconsciously avoided Gehrman Sparrow's seemingly calm gaze and said:
"That's right, my teacher and I belong to a Concealment organization, and we went on the run because there was a traitor within our ranks."
"They possess the power to manipulate Fate, to bring good fortune upon themselves and misfortune upon their targets... I... perhaps I'm cursed, which is why I was so unlucky to be struck by lightning just now."
After explaining, he forcibly concealed his inner unease and waited for Gehrman Sparrow's response.
Will he not believe me? It should be hard to deceive a powerful and experienced adventurer like him... If he finds out I'm lying, he'll probably just throw me into the sea... Darkwill stood there, uneasy, like a student called to the side of the classroom by the teacher.
As expected of the School of Life... the " Monster " pathway... Klein nodded thoughtfully:
"I see.
"Try to stay as active as possible, and I'll think about how to deal with this Misfortune."
Uh... Darkwill paused, unable to believe that Gehrman Sparrow had so easily accepted the reason he had made up on the spot.
He forced a smile, repeatedly expressed his gratitude, then returned to his own room, leaned against the door, and took out the ring box.
Snap! His hand trembled slightly as he opened the lid, only to find that the milky-white dice had mysteriously turned around, with six points facing up.
This meant I was lucky enough to have successfully fooled Gehrman Sparrow Darkwill, he thought with a sudden realization.
Mr. Harry the owl landed again, but did not choose the fat Apothecary's shoulder, seemingly still shaken by the near-miss of being struck.
It stood on the wooden table, its round eyes gazing ahead, and said:
" Darkwill, you're nervous."
"I don't need you to tell me that," Darkwill said angrily.
The owl spread its wings and said:
"Okay, then I'll put it another way."
"I think I need to consider changing owners."
" Gehrman Sparrow seems like a good option."
"... And what about me?" Darkwill asked in surprise, momentarily forgetting his anger.
Mr. Owl Harry clicked his tongue twice:
"Aren't you aware of the worry and fear in your heart? You yourself doubt that you might not see the Sun tomorrow. That strange die is really, really dangerous!"
"If I were you, I would throw it right out the window, into the sea, and let your teacher's teacher come and retrieve it himself."
"... How do you know about my teacher's teacher?" Darkwill blurted out.
Mr. Harry proudly raised his head:
Never underestimate an owl's eyesight.
Darkwill was lost in thought and paid no attention to its answer:
"No, that won't work. Throwing the dice into the sea won't solve all the problems."
"According to the Old Man's previous words, even if it were buried by the sea, after a few days, important people would still come to retrieve it, and then it would truly be lost. You silly bird, you don't have enough knowledge of mysticism. You don't understand that these important Sealed Artifact are like the most popular prostitutes in the Red Theater, always attracting those thirsty men."
"Including you," Harry the Owl calmly replied. "As for the issue of insufficient knowledge of the occult, I think a famous saying can explain it. Emperor Roselle once said that if children do not receive a good education, it is the father's fault. This saying can also be used to describe the problems between pets and their owners. Well, Darkwill, anyway, I think you must talk to Gehrman Sparrow about the dice, otherwise things will get even more dangerous."
"Let me take another look, let me take another look, maybe it will stay at six..." Darkwill said hesitantly.
He sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.
At this moment, the raging storm gradually subsided, the sky began to clear, and the passenger ship sounded its horn to signal departure.
In the first-class lounge, Klein gazed out the window at the hazy rainbow that appeared after the rain, his heart not as calm as it seemed.
He wasn't particularly afraid of simple enemies. On the high seas, apart from the Four Kings and the official Demigod, and the pirate generals who appeared in the form of fleets, it was difficult for anyone else to threaten him, who possessed " Creeping Hunger " and several magical items. Even if his ship was sunk, or even if he fell into the sea, he could find a way to escape with the many talismans of the " Sea God's " domain.
But luck is something that is truly difficult to control, and it is beyond his control; he couldn't even think of a way to deal with it.
Although my title is the King of Yellow and Black who holds good fortune, that title comes from that Luck Enhancement Ritual, and the purpose of that Luck Enhancement Ritual was clearly not to get rid of bad luck... Darkwill's situation is a bit difficult. I can only work hard and keep a close eye on his condition. If anything unfortunate happens that could lead to death, I will immediately step in to rescue him... I hope he can make it through these few days and reach Oravi Island. The elder of the fat Apothecary should have a way to change his luck... Klein rubbed his temples, but there was nothing unusual.
Darkwill, who was too nervous to sleep well last night, unknowingly drifted into a dream.
After a while, his stomach told him it was time to get up and have lunch.
He tried to open his eyes, but it felt as if an invisible person was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move.
He felt a throbbing and stinging sensation in the back of his head, and he began to have difficulty breathing, with his heart beating faster than normal.
No, I'm not going to die suddenly in my sleep... Darkwill struggled, but couldn't wake up, and felt increasingly weak.
Just then, something sharp pecked open his mouth, and a cold liquid poured in, running down his face and wetting his chin and neck.
Darkwill's body relaxed instantly, and he finally opened his eyes, seeing two bright yellow, golden round eyes so close they seemed to touch his head.
Having an extraordinary pet does have its uses... Darkwill sighed first, then quickly sat up and took out the ring box.
At this moment, the dice inside rolled to the other side.
1 o'clock!
So unlucky I almost died in my sleep? No, it doesn't feel that simple. It seems to have amplified certain probabilities, such as the probability of dying in a dream, the probability of being struck by lightning... No, this won't do. If this continues, I will definitely die! Darkwill thought with extreme fear.
Fear quickly overcame him, driving him to the door with the ring box in hand.
Perhaps due to the near-death experience, he had very little strength and could barely turn the handle.
"Help! Help!" cried Mr. Harry the owl.
Bang!
The door was flung open and slammed into Darkwill's head. If Klein hadn't deliberately controlled his strength, the fat Apothecary might have already suffered a broken skull and been bleeding profusely.
Ignoring the bruise on his forehead, Darkwill said in a panic:
"It's it, it's it!"
"This die is what's making me so unlucky!"
"It's at 1 now, I'll fail at everything I do!"
He had already decided to tell Gehrman Sparrow the whole story, hoping that the powerful adventurer could offer some helpful advice.
As for the possibility that the other party killed out of Greed, he did not rule it out, but believed that if he had to choose between two harmful things, he would choose the one that was relatively less bad.
Telling Gehrman Sparrow might mean death, not telling him would mean certain death; the choice was simply not a question to consider.
"The dice are gone, but my life is more important!" Darkwill thought righteously.
Then, he saw Gehrman Sparrow give a polite smile and say:
"Thank you for your humor."
"That joke was pretty good."
... This is no joke... Darkwill looked down at the ring box and saw that the bright red dot remained unchanged.
Could it be that even persuasion with sufficient reasons can fail...? The fat Apothecary suddenly felt despair.
"Really! He's telling the truth!" Harry the owl exclaimed, flapping his wings nearby.
Darkwill, whose hope had been rekindled, heard Gehrman Sparrow say in a low voice:
"Then why not throw it into the sea?"
After saying that, Klein politely closed the door and went back to the living room.
This guy is definitely hiding something; we can't be fooled by his lame excuses... Klein sat down in his chair, waiting for Darkwill to give more specific and detailed information.
Darkwill sat back down dejectedly, too afraid to move, lest he suffer defeat.
He didn't notice that the die had changed its face up again, this time showing a 3.
Before lunch, Klein went into the restroom to empty his stomach.
After washing his hands, he went up into the Gray Fog to browse the accumulated prayers of the " Sea God " believers.
He had just sat down in the high-backed chair belonging to the " The Fool " when a series of details suddenly flashed through his mind, and his eyes widened.
"How could I have believed such a flimsy excuse..."
How could I possibly consider that die a lame excuse?
"I was like I'd been blinded by lard twice just now. No, it's not like that. It's just that Darkwill's explanation happened to match one of my guesses, so I instinctively assumed it was true and false." Klein thought, his pupils slightly contracting.
At this moment, he had already made his judgment:
"There's definitely something wrong with that die!"