Above the gray fog, in the palace that looked like a giant's residence.
Klein tapped the edge of the long mottled table as his thoughts constantly revolved around the strange die.
It can make me feel its influence without any abnormalities … This is already about the same as 0-08 back then. It's just that one is right in front of me, while the other is hiding behind the scenes … It's definitely a Sealed Artifact, and it's one that's close to the pinnacle. Even if it's not at Grade 0, it's a very special existence at Grade 1 …
I'm temporarily powerless to interfere with something like fate, but I can't passively deal with it. With the passage of time, Sealed Artifacts of a similar level will often cause even more serious damage. Perhaps it will affect the people around the chubby Apothecary, such as me and the passengers on the ship … Klein racked his brains for a moment, but to no avail. He decided to immediately return to the real World.
He didn't know how to seal the die or weaken its influence, but he knew that someone knew.
This person was Snake of Mercury, Will Auceptin, who was still in his mother's womb!
After entering the master bedroom, he took out the paper crane from his wallet and spread it out on the table. Klein looked at the surface that still had traces of wiping. He picked up a pencil and wrote a simple question:
"What should I do with that die?"
He folded the paper crane back and stuffed it into his wallet. Then, he came outside the servant's room and tapped it thrice with his finger.
This didn't go against German Sparrow's persona because he was a refined lunatic. Of course, Klein was mainly afraid that rashly opening the door would result in the unlucky chubby Apothecary Darkwill being slammed to death. This was something he had learned from the Final Destination movie series.
In addition, Klein was a little worried that he would see a ghastly scene if he opened the door directly.
With the likes Darkwill has shown, he realized that he's in an extremely dangerous situation that he can't extricate himself from. All he can do is wait for death and have a high chance of having a good time … As Klein lampooned, he heard the chubby Apothecary reply weakly.
"What's the matter?"
It's good that he's not dead … Klein carefully opened the door and leaned forward slightly. He looked at Darkwill and the opened ring box in front of him.
He calmly asked, "What time is it?"
"Isn't there a wall clock …" Darkwill remained listless.
"I'm asking about the dice," Klein added succinctly.
"It's still 3 …" Darkwill instinctively answered before turning his head and jumping up. "You believe me?"
Klein did not respond, lest the other party recall the scene where the German Sparrow was fooled by the dice.
He turned around and said in a flat tone,
"Bring the dice outside."
"Alright!"
"Alright!"
Darkwill and Harry cried out in pleasant surprise almost at the same time.
One of them raised his arms, and the other raised his wings.
After the chubby Apothecary carefully carried the ring box out, Klein pointed at the coffee table.
"Put it on top."
As he spoke, he sat on the sofa next to him. He rested his elbows on his thighs and leaned forward to examine the strange die.
From the outside, this die did not look strange in the sense of mysticism. The only difference was that even the three pips were red.
Klein cautiously didn't touch it. He straightened his body slightly and looked at Darkwill, who was sitting opposite him, and Harry, who had landed on the back of the chair.
"Describe the exact situation."
Darkwill didn't hide anything as he said with a smile that looked uglier than crying, "This is an important Sealed Artifact in our organization.
"This is an important Sealed Artifact in our organization. My mission is to deliver it to the designated personnel on Oravi Island.
"But as you can see, it's extremely dangerous. It will automatically spin, even if there's no corresponding space!
"When it spins to 6, the wielder will be lucky enough to easily succeed in whatever they do. Just like how I used a rather lame lie to deceive you."
Don't mention this matter … There will come a day when you will be taught a lesson because of that mouth of yours … Klein listened without any expression.
Darkwill continued.
"1 means that the wielder will be extremely unlucky. They won't be able to succeed in anything. Even if I were to tell you everything without hiding anything, you wouldn't believe me …
"2 points should be a relatively mild form of bad luck, but why would it cause me to be struck by lightning … It's incomprehensible!
"3 points and 4 points are considered normal bad luck and good luck. That can be confirmed. 5 points and 2 points correspond. "
You aren't unlucky enough; otherwise, I would've beaten you up … Klein thought for a moment and calmly instructed, "From this moment forth, all of you will take turns monitoring this die.
"From now on, all of you will take turns to monitor this die. Once it falls below 3 points, inform me immediately."
"All of us?" Darkwill was momentarily at a loss.
"Including me?" The owl on the back of the chair behind him raised its right wing.
Klein leaned back into the sofa and crossed his right leg.
He calmly said, "This will help me maintain my energy and attention."
With that said, he pointed at the owl with his chin.
"You first."
"My name is Harry," the owl mumbled.
Harry … Klein held back his laughter and turned to Darkwill.
"Ring the bell and get the waiter to come over. From this moment forth, we will choose the delivery service.
"Before arriving at Oravi Island, you have to stay in the living room at all times. You aren't to go anywhere.
"Even if you wish to enter the bathroom, you have to do it at 3 points and 4 points.
"If you really can't hold it in, I'll give you a bucket."
Upon hearing German Sparrow's methodical instructions, Darkwill calmed down bit by bit. He was no longer as terrified as before.
He was most worried that German Sparrow's greed would be triggered and he would choose to kill for the goods. Secondly, this seemingly crazy and cold-blooded adventurer would be frightened by the die and decide to terminate the mission and not provide any protection.
And from the looks of it, German Sparrow wasn't afraid. He was even quite confident!
Darkwill secretly heaved a sigh of relief as he thought.
His performance just now was truly professional …
Furthermore, he wasn't afraid at all!
He was even able to forcefully extricate himself from the die's influence and accept my explanation. As expected of a powerful adventurer who easily hunted Wormtongue! He must be a powerhouse at the level of a pirate admiral!
Darkwill stood up, walked to the door, and rang the service bell.
Just as he returned to the sofa, he suddenly heard the sharp voice of the owl, Harry.
"It's changed! It's changed!
"2 points!"
Suddenly, Klein exerted strength with his feet and without any warning, he jumped up from the sofa and ran to Darkwill's side.
Bang!
At the same time a gunshot sounded from outside, Klein pulled Darkwill's arm back and shook his wrist, throwing the chubby Apothecary to the side.
At this moment, the wall where Darkwill was originally standing had an additional bullet hole.
Did a sailor's gun misfire? Or did it hit an unknown spot when shooting at a seabird, causing it to bounce back? Regardless of the situation, the chances of that happening are very low. In the end … Klein turned his head to look at the chubby Apothecary.
"Are you injured?"
Darkwill shook his head in lingering fear.
"I'm fine."
In the following period of time, Klein resolved more than ten accidents, including the sudden fall of the ceiling chandelier, a maintenance worker who slipped and sent his hammer straight at Darkwill's head, and the chubby Apothecary nearly dying from having a fishbone stuck in his throat.
This didn't seem too impressive, but to Klein, it required him to be highly focused. It was inevitable that he would be exhausted.
Thankfully, the die automatically rolled to 4 points, finally ending the hour filled with disasters.
This won't do. If this continues, an accident might happen while I'm saving people … Klein dismissed the captain who came to apologize and said to Darkwill, "I'll sleep for half an hour.
"Keep an eye on the die. Wake me up immediately if there's a problem."
The chubby Apothecary and the owl nodded in unison.
The chubby Apothecary and the owl nodded like chicks eating.
Leaning against the back of the sofa, Klein quickly fell asleep with the help of Cogitation, hoping that Will Auceptin had already responded.
When he woke up from his dream and saw that he was in a pitch-black, desolate plain, he heaved a sigh of relief. He followed the familiar path until he reached the depths of the black steeple.
On the protruding ground surrounded by the tarot cards, there were already lines of silver words. They were densely packed and there were quite a few of them.
Klein stopped and quickly browsed through them.
"It's called the Die of Probability.
"It's the highest-level Sealed Artifact in our Guild. I believe it can reach the standard of a Grade 0.
"It controls the probability of everything. At 1 point, it will magnify the probability of something unfavorable happening to the target to the limit. At 2 points, it will greatly increase the probability of something unfavorable happening. This doesn't mean that 2 points is safer than 1 point. This is because once the probability increases, any accident can happen. At 3 points, it will magnify the probability of something unfavorable happening. At 4 to 6 points, it's the opposite.
"Even for me, who can reset the process to a certain extent, it's still a rather dangerous Sealed Artifact. Using it, you can kill a demigod. Of course, it can also kill yourself. "
I get it. The battle between you and the Die of Probability is like the battle between God Severaude and the God of Dice (Note 1) … Klein lampooned inwardly as he continued reading.
"The Die of Probability has a living characteristic. It will always make the wielder go back and forth between bad luck and good luck. If one isn't careful, they will die from an accident. When it awakens sufficiently, it will slowly bring the people and objects around the wielder under its control, controlling the probability of their actions.
"Although I haven't confirmed it, I suspect that if it's given enough time, it can affect the entire World. It will make all the actions of all living beings be determined by the number it rolls. Of course, deities are excluded."
To put it simply, it's digitizing the entire World … Th-this is definitely a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact. It's extremely dangerous! How terrifying … Klein couldn't help but frown as he eagerly continued reading.
"To truly seal the Die of Probability, it's rather complicated. To put it simply, it's to use a specific Sealed Artifact to isolate its connection with the spirit world, the astral world, and the real World. You can give it a try.
"Haha, I'll lay my cards on the table. I've long discovered that you can resist my clairvoyance. Perhaps you can use this to seal it.
"There's another method, but it can only temporarily reduce the effects. However, this is enough to successfully send the Die of Probability to the person who can seal it.
"That method is to use its living characteristic and use effective means to scare it. This way, it will be obedient — no, quiet for a period of time, about twelve hours. After that, it will continue again.
"The more times you scare it, the lower the effects it will receive. After a week, it will bear a grudge against you and crazily control your probabilities.
"Finally, thank you for your help, your sincere friend, Will Auceptin."
As expected of a Snake of Fate. It really did discover my uniqueness … If I throw the Die of Probability above the gray fog, I should be able to seal it … But the problem is that this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact with living characteristics might be able to affect the mysterious space above the gray fog, chasing me out and becoming its master … There's no way to obtain an answer to such matters through divination. It can definitely resist, just like 0-08 … Klein rejected the idea of using the gray fog.
As his thoughts raced, he suddenly had an idea.
Klein hurriedly left the dream and snapped out of his stupor.
He said to Darkwill, "I have a way to suppress its effects."
"What is it?" Darkwill asked in pleasant surprise.
Klein didn't answer as he picked up the Die of Probability with a 4 pointing up and walked into the washroom.
What does he want to do? I remember that in some folklore, the way to deal with heretical matters is to splash feces … Ugh … Darkwill didn't wish to think further.
After entering the washroom and locking the door, Klein immediately set up a ritual to summon himself. Following that, he went above the gray fog and took out the iron cigar case.
Then, he picked up the Die of Probability and opened the cigar case. Inside was the All-Black Eye from a Marionettist.
In the dim light, Klein's face was covered in shadows. His gaze was dark and reserved as he brought the Die of Probability close to the strange eye. It was the Beyonder characteristic of the True Creator's mental corruption.
The corners of his mouth slowly widened, revealing a kind smile. He whispered to the dice in his hand,
He whispered to the die in his hand, "Come, I'll treat you to a concert."
Note 1: God Sewallaud is a homonym of save/load. It means to save and read.
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