Does the fact that I accepted the mission the day before yesterday have anything to do with when I find the person? If I hadn't spent a day waiting for Snake of Fate Will Auceptin to locate me, I could've done it 24 hours earlier … That's what professionalism is! Klein replied calmly, "You can choose not to listen."
Darkwill choked on his subsequent words as his facial muscles twitched.
The chubby Apothecary Darkwill choked back his subsequent words as his facial muscles twitched.
Klein recounted the story.
Klein went straight to the point.
"I received news that Roy King was secretly captured by the military and is currently being held in the Governor's Office."
"Really?" Darkwill couldn't help but widen his eyes as he blurted out a question.
"Really?" Darkwill couldn't help but widen his eyes as he blurted out a question.
Klein nodded indiscernibly.
"My source is sufficiently reliable."
"But I have no way of confirming it …" Darkwill said hesitantly.
"It's because it involves an important Sealed Artifact of the Life School of Thought," Klein said directly.
The chubby Apothecary was immediately given a fright as he took two steps back and looked around warily, afraid that someone would hear what he had just said.
Is such a matter something that can be casually said on the streets? He knows that we're from the Life School of Thought. He knows that Old Man is involved in an important Sealed Artifact … I only learned of it during the last contact … Darkwill gradually believed the information provided by the adventurer in front of him.
Klein swept a glance at the owl that had flown down from the roof and landed on the chubby Apothecary's shoulder.
"You can pay me now."
"I have no way of confirming it. It's not like I'll believe whatever you say, right …" Darkwill said stubbornly.
Then, he saw the adventurer's eyes turn abnormally cold.
The chubby Apothecary shuddered as he hurriedly mumbled, "Alright.
I'll barely consider you to have completed the mission. "
His heart ached as he took out a large amount of cash from a hidden pocket in his village witch doctor robe. He counted out a hundred pounds and handed it to Klein.
Although he was a Beyonder, his profession was an Apothecary and Beast Tamer. The enhancement to his physique couldn't be fully reflected in a head-on battle, so he might not necessarily be able to defeat an ordinary person with a revolver. As for the Beyonder pet he had tamed, it was also a fellow that didn't have much combat strength. His opponent was obviously an experienced adventurer with many channels, so there was a high chance that he was also a Beyonder. The man and the owl together might not be his match, so they could only go with whatever the other party said.
It wasn't easy for me to save up the money … He sighed in his heart.
Being a pharmacist was indeed very profitable, and it was even more so in the overseas colonies. There were many pirates, sailors, and adventurers there, and the official organization's management was relatively lax. He could sell some illegal drugs without worrying about anyone coming after him. Just the customers at the Red Theater alone had earned him more money in the past two months than he had earned in a year.
However, as a Beyonder, his expenses were also immense. He had expended a large portion of his savings from before advancing to Beast Tamer. Later, he reared a pet, worked hard to buy the formula and concoct the potion for it, as well as bought defensive charms and other items. The amount of money he could really save was only a few hundred pounds.
Klein received the cash and used points to verify its authenticity before putting it into his pocket and leaving.
Upon seeing his back disappear into the alley, Darkwill's expression instantly sank.
It's too dangerous here … Too dangerous … I have to leave as soon as possible! As he muttered softly, he returned to the herb shop and entered the inner room. He dragged out a brown suitcase and quickly stuffed all sorts of clothes and neatly folded cash into it.
Finally, he poured out the small bills and copper pennies of different currency values from the change box and stuffed them into his pocket. He took out the identification documents he had bought at a high price and carried the brown suitcase out of the Folk Herb Shop.
Looking back at the various medicinal ingredients that had yet to be sold, Darkwill's chubby face clearly twitched.
He took a deep breath and locked the door while enduring his heartache. He ran straight to the alley, hailed a rental carriage, and headed for the Bayam Passenger Liner Ticketing Company.
It's too dangerous. It's too dangerous. Even Old Man has been captured … Captured … He sat in the carriage, repeatedly muttering to himself as he trembled.
In such a state, he finally arrived at the ticketing company. The moment he paid the fare, he rushed into the lobby and lined up for the East Balam liner's window.
Inhale, exhale … Inhale, exhale … Darkwill took deep breaths as he followed closely behind the ticket-buyers in front of him, moving step by step.
"I'm buying the nearest ship," he emphasized to himself.
As he proceeded forward in fits and starts, Darkwill gradually calmed down.
His expression suddenly warped before quickly calming down. It warped again before calming down again.
When there was only one ticket-buyer left in front of him, Darkwill's footsteps froze in place.
"Dumb ass! You dumb ass! " He cursed and turned around abruptly. He carried his suitcase and identification documents as he walked out of the ticketing lobby.
…
Klein wasn't concerned about how Darkwill would save his teacher, Roy King. He believed that it wasn't something he needed to consider.
Behind them is the Life School of Thought. Even if it has recently split, it's still an ancient organization with centuries to a thousand years of history. It was born in the early Fifth Epoch and has a deep heritage. The chubby Apothecary will naturally be able to find help … If the Life School of Thought can't do it, it's useless even if I bring out the entire Tarot. There's no need to worry. The military has a demigod in Bayam … Of course, he might not be in the governor-general's office. Perhaps he lives in a military base. Inside the carriage, Klein took out his wallet and looked at the paper crane inside. He considered if he should immediately throw it back above the gray fog.
I'll wait a little longer. Who knows if this Snake of Fate, Will Auceptin, will give me some benefits … I'll remember to prepare a pencil next time. I previously neglected this problem. How big can a paper crane be? If I use a pen, I'll soon run out of space to write the information … Then, I won't be able to contact Will Auceptin and can only passively wait. And it's impossible for me to keep this paper crane on me. In a few days, I'll have to return it to the junk pile above the gray fog. After all, I can't always let Will Auceptin locate me. I have to be careful … Klein quickly made a decision and returned to the Wind of Azure. He packed his luggage and checked out of the luxury suite.
To his relief, Dhaniz had paid for a room in advance the second time he came. He only paid five soli.
Soon, Klein changed streets and arrived at Otom Street, which was near the Amyris Leaf Bar. He checked into a hotel named Teana and asked for a clean but ordinary room. It only cost two soli and two pence a day, and there was an additional cup of juice squeezed from a giant fruit like Teana.
As he drank the milky-sweet juice, Klein didn't need to care about his image. He slumped into the reclining chair in the room and decided to spend the next two hours in a daze and catching up on sleep. After that, he would head above the gray fog to browse through the prayers of his believers and experience the feeling of having a thousand faces.
…
Baekeland, White family.
Emlyn looked at the blood-red "gem" that had appeared on the altar, as though he could hear his blood resonating with it.
After thanking Mr. Fool, he picked up the gem and sensed the uniqueness flowing within it, confirming that it was the relic of a Sanguine Baron.
As long as I prepare the corresponding inheritance ritual or supplementary potion ingredients, I'll be able to become a Baron. And this isn't difficult at the present stage, Emlyn thought with anticipation and smugness. Emlyn thought with anticipation and smugness. According to the human system, I'll be a Sequence 6 Beyonder when the time comes. The corresponding title is Potions Professor!
…
In the blink of an eye, it was Monday again. Above the Fog Sea, a fleet was traversing through the thin fog and the blue sea.
Their flagship was a gigantic sailboat with a unique flag hanging on it. It depicted an eye without eyelashes surrounded by ten stars.
Admiral of Stars Cattleya stood by the window of the captain's cabin, silently watching the sunlight that shone through the thin fog until the clock on the wall produced the sound of a cuckoo.
She glanced at the time and quickly converted it to Rouen Time. Then, she drew the curtains and sat behind the desk.
On the table made of red wood was a brass sextant and a light-blue celestial globe. The latter's surface had large patches of blankness. It was a region that hadn't been explored or couldn't be explored.
Cattleya reached out her finger and fiddled with the celestial globe. Then, she half-closed her eyes and waited for The Fool to summon her.
Before long, a surging tide of crimson light appeared in front of her, completely drowning the prepared her.
After she adapted to the changes, the holy palace supported by stone pillars and the mottled, ancient bronze table appeared in her vision.
Amidst Miss Justice's lively greeting, Cattleya also greeted Mr. Fool, who was still shrouded in the grayish-white fog.
With a simple sweep of her gaze, her slightly purplish-black eyes suddenly constricted.
She discovered that The Hanging Man, The Moon, and Sun all had slight signs of spirituality seeping out. It was completely different from the last time!
This meant that they had advanced!
This meant that their advancements had taken place in the past few days!
In just a week, all three members of the Tarot have advanced. The Hanging Man and The Moon might even have reached Sequence 6 … Is this a coincidence? Did they happen to consume the potion in the same week? In terms of probability, this is possible. The ingredients that The Moon and Sun requested to purchase can prove it. However, this is also enough to prove that the Tarot members advance very quickly. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so coincidental …
Of course, it's not strange for Beyonders below Sequence 5 who have grasped the acting method and don't lack resources to advance quickly … From Sequence 6 to Sequence 5, there needs to be a ritual to aid in digestion. It's very difficult for something like this to happen again … The Hermit Cattleya retracted her gaze.
Following that, Audrey apologized to Mr. Fool. She said that she hadn't been able to contact the members of the Psychological Alchemy recently, so she was unable to provide Rosell's diary. Similarly, Magicians Fors said that her teacher had been slow in replying to her letters recently, and the cold weather made her unwilling to go out.
As for Sun, he had many things to deal with because he had just advanced, so he wasn't able to obtain any new information on the ancient mythology. The Fool Klein could only nod calmly.
Upon seeing this, Derrick heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at the bottom of the long bronze table.
"Mr. World, I've obtained the method you wanted to separate the mental corruption of a Rampager from a Beyonder characteristic."
Don't say it so directly … The Fool Klein, who was sitting at the end of the long bronze table, nearly had a blank expression.
Although Little Sun had previously promised to let Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanging Man know of this matter, didn't Ma 'am Hermit just join? Klein resisted the urge to facepalm.
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