Part 3 The Traveler Chapter 119 Scare Yourself
Above the gray fog, Klein leaned back in his high-backed chair, holding the “writhing hunger”, silent for several seconds.
Finally, he followed the scheduled steps and released the soul of the “psychiatrist”.
The side of the long bronze table was soon filled with a tall figure, a woman, her face blurred, her pain and distorted feelings overflowing.
Klein looked at her and asked chattingly:
”Remember who you are?”
In this mysterious space, he could directly communicate with the spirit.
The “psychiatrist’s” sense of grievance diminished considerably, and she smiled bitterly:
”Of course I remember.
”I’m a member of a certain hidden organization, and I was planning to go to Tuscart Island to meet a friend, but I ended up meeting pirates on the way.
”Although I solved that disaster by utilizing my ability, the escaped pirate told Zilingus about the corresponding situation, and in order to gain access to my ability, he purposely changed his sailing plan and blocked our ship, and you should be able to imagine what happened after that.
”Thanks to his caution, I was killed outright and did not suffer anything worse than death like the other female passengers.”
Klein was silent for a few seconds and nodded softly:
”Do you know the ancient book of Groselle’s Travels?”
He thought that since “Grosel’s Travels” came from the dragon clan, the “psychiatrists” might have heard of its name and details.
The female “psychiatrist” thought back carefully and shook her head:
”I’m sorry, I’ve never heard of that name.”
Without dwelling on the subject, Klein asked instead:
”What are your last wishes as you are about to dissipate and gain peace?”
The “psychiatrist” lowered his head and let out a soft laugh:
”To be resurrected.
”Well, I know that wish cannot be granted, and there is no need for anything else, I have been dead for many years, my family and my friends should have received the bad news a long time ago, and delivering the news of my death again will only bring back the memories of that pain.
”That’s it, thanks, that’s all ……”
Her figure quickly dimmed and disappeared, leaving behind only a huge golden pupil that could reflect the thoughts in everyone’s heart.
This was the extraordinary characteristic left behind by the “psychiatrist”.
Klein sighed and pondered over some of the details in the words of the “psychiatrist” just now:
”She visited a friend in Tuscany, alone and without relatives. ……
”Tuscart Island is located in the easternmost part of the Sunia Sea, one south and one north of the Galgoth Islands.
”It is the easternmost colony of the Kingdom of Ruin, while the Galgas Islands belong to the Forsak Empire …… What friend would be there? What friend is worth taking that long of a passenger ship to visit?
”Although she only said it was a hidden organization, the odds are that it belongs to the ‘Psycho Alchemy Society’, which is on a mission?”
Klein respected the deceased and was unwilling to dig into the other party’s secrets, so he didn’t ask more questions, and naturally he didn’t have much of a clue at this point. He quickly stopped thinking about this aspect and considered another matter.
After hunting the “artful speaker” Misael Jin, no matter what the reason is, I have to leave Bayam in a short period of time …… During this period of time, I really did a lot of things in this “city of generosity”. I’ve really done a lot of things in this “city of generosity” in the meantime. …… Well, I’m going to participate in two or three gatherings of the extraordinary, confirm the availability of the master material for the “Master of the Secret Puppets”, and then leave. …… Kraven made a quick decision, and then materialized the “World” prayer. “The world” prayer scene, put a gray mist on it, and threw in the crimson star symbolizing the “justice” lady.
……
Audrey was looking out from her third-floor balcony at the neighboring village, where brick-red roofs depicted realistic or abstract dragon designs.
Suddenly, a familiar sprawling gray fog floated before her eyes.
In the midst of the gray mist, a blurry figure was praying to a god perched high above:
”Great Mr. ‘Fool’, please tell Miss ‘Justice’ that the deal can be prepared.”
Ready to trade? He’s got the psychiatrist’s special trait? Yesterday, the efficiency of the …… “world” scared Audrey, and she almost forgot to thank Mr. “Fool”.
Fortunately, she was no longer the naive young girl she once was, and had seen many great things, so she quickly calmed down, thanked him reverently, and told Mr. World that she would have to wait two or three days because she was going to pay the money she owed to Mr. Fool’s dependents – she had enough cash on her to do so. She had enough cash on her person, but she had to keep a certain bottom line, otherwise she would be easily found out.
Waiting for the illusory gray fog to dissipate, Audrey looked down at Susie who was quietly enjoying the garden on the first floor, paced back and forth a few times, and secretly wondered:
”Mr. ‘World’ is really scary ah ……”
……
In the evening, inside the “Seaweed Bar”.
Blue Eyes” Miz, who had just come out of the casino after spending his money, sat at the bar and ordered a glass of Ranch.
He was about to raise his glass when he heard the bartender lower his voice:
”‘Mithril the Coquette’ is dead.”
”Whoa …… who did this?” “Blue Eyes” Mith was first startled, then asked with some excitement, “Someone is challenging the ‘Lieutenant General of Disease’?”
”An adventurer named Germaine Sparrow, who was not famous at all before, who knew that he could take down Mithril!” The bartender didn’t hide his shock and dismay, “He also killed Ozir, the real owner of the Fragrant Leaf Bar, ‘Giant Rex’ Ozir!”
”Blue Eyes” Meath was about to make an emotional statement when he suddenly frowned.
This morning Ozir’s man came to ask him about “Flame” Danez, and he told him that the sailor captain of the “Golden Dream” had been hanging out with a strange adventurer, and with the help of a ceremony, had provided the appropriate portrait.
Ozier is dead, Mysore King is dead, a strange adventurer called Germaine Sparrow did …… “Blue eyes” Mis hand suddenly trembled, his mind instantly floated within the picture that impressed him to the extreme:
The young man who looked like a gentleman stood at the entrance of the bar, with black hair and brown pupils, his face was thin and angular, and he was examining the drinkers with a cold gaze, as if he was looking for his prey.
”Blue eyes” Mies shivered, did not care about drinking, directly get up, stride away from the bar.
That guy was too scary! Even the “Artful Speaker” died in his hands, he is definitely a general-level powerhouse! He must be looking for me, he wants to kill me together. No, I can’t stay in Bayam, I must go back to the ship immediately, far away from here! “Blue Eyes went straight to the Red Theater, forcing several of his companions away, heading for the jungle outside the city, making a detour to the Resistance-controlled private harbor.
”The herbalist’s store in the alley across from the Red Theater is still open, and the fat apothecary Duckwell sits behind the counter, calm on the outside but anxious on the inside.
He had already contacted the members of the “School of Life” through various means to seek the necessary help, but he had no way of knowing who would come and when, so he could only endure his fear and anxiety and continue to open the store, pretending that nothing had happened.
”Duckwell, you are disturbed.” The chubby owl flew back from nowhere and landed on the counter saying.
”I don’t need you to remind me, I know exactly what state I’m in.” Duckwell waved his hand impatiently.
He still remembered that when he was studying under his teacher, he was always warned by the other to be careful of the official organization to be careful of the real Bloods, and for this reason, Roy King gave quite a number of examples, what about being permanently imprisoned underground, neither seeing sunlight nor women, what about becoming a researcher and using his body to test the dangers of certain seals, what about enduring all kinds of experiments, mutating into monsters with nothing more than instincts, and what about being sucked up by the Bloods and being transformed into puppets These examples were deeply imprinted in the minds of the researchers.
These instances were deeply imprinted within the fat man’s mind, causing his already lacking courage to directly disappear, and after leaving his teacher, he always stayed in one city for only a short period of time, and immediately left when there was a risk of exposure.
Duckwell tried to collect his fear and turned his attention to the question of how to rescue his teacher.
”…… The old man has been captured for some time now, why is he still locked up in the Governor’s Palace? With the military’s ability to figure out the information should have been figured out a long time ago, whether it is a direct execution, harvesting materials, or put into the researchers, it is bound to have transferred the old man …… Did the old man use some method to hide the secret, or they want to make the old man a spy? Hey, directly agree ah!” Duckwell scratched his hair, his thoughts rambled and fanned out.
Gradually, he thought of that last correspondence he had with his teacher, Roy King.
”The old man always likes to give hints in seemingly normal and ordinary places, could there be a similar message hidden in that letter? That letter didn’t say much, it just agreed to meet near the Red Theater and showed off his gambling skills, bah, it was obviously based on luck, he also told me to go to Mapeer’s grocery store on Enmart Street, buy a dice and be ready to be educated …… I thought to wait until we met to buy it, and never went there, maybe there’s a secret there? ” Duckwell had a thought like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.
–Bayam Many of the streets were named after cities in the Kingdom of Ruin.
Taking a few minutes to gather his courage, Duckwell grabbed his owl, closed the door to his store, and stepped out into the alley.
While waiting for the hired carriage, he bought a copy of the just-released Newspaper from the newsboy and flipped through the international, national and archipelagic news in boredom.
Suddenly, he saw a familiar face, the very adventurer who had informed him of Roy King’s whereabouts.
”Germaine Sparrow, killed the ‘Coquettish’ Mithril King at noon with a bounty of 5,400 pounds …… I can’t believe I entrusted such a powerful adventurer!” Duckwell tsked.
He quickly put the matter behind his head, got into a rented carriage, and headed straight to Enmat Street to find Marpel’s Grocery.
The shopkeeper, a kindly elderly lady, looked Duckwell up and down a few times before saying:
”The dice you need are worth one pound.”
You are robbing! Duckwell snarled inwardly, but it made him even more certain that the dice might be hiding a clue.
Paying, he took a very small ring box, opened the lid, and saw a cream-colored, six-sided die inside, with a red four point face up.
Though puzzled by the commonness of the dice and the fact that it filled the ring box to the brim, leaving little room for error, Duckwell prudently refrained from examining it on the spot, slipped it into his pocket, and walked to the other side of the street.
When he came to a secluded spot, he couldn’t help but take it out and look at it, and didn’t see anything wrong with the dice.
Just then, a carriage flew by, startling him, and with a flick of his wrist, he dropped the dice to the ground.
That dice rolled continuously and eventually stopped, with a red 1 point facing up.
Duckwell cursed the coachman and took a step away, ready to pick it up.
As soon as this step was taken, his body suddenly swayed, and he fell to the ground with a thud without any obstacles, falling to the ground with a dizzying thud.
He was a bit dazed for a moment, lying there like that, with the cream-colored dice right in front of him.