Part 3 THE TRAVELER Chapter 123 “Judgment”
Hearing Gelman Sparrow’s words, Duckwell’s first reaction was to tell the matter of the strange dice without reservation, making sure that the adventurer he had hired at great cost would grasp the root cause of the problem, effectively guaranteeing his personal safety.
But then he whirled around and thought of his teacher’s instructions, thinking of the fact that the dice were likely to be a rather important seal within the school, and that once he accurately informed Gelman Sparrow, it might induce the other party’s greed, and make things go in an even worse direction!
The rumor of adventurers killing quest consignors for higher returns is not a thousand on the sea, it’s similar, and I don’t know Gelman Sparrow well enough to know what kind of person he is, so I must be cautious and careful enough! And the dice have only turned to two points on their own, the situation is not the worst and most desperate, there is still a chance to wait …… Duckwell hesitated for a few seconds and finally made a decision, intending to avoid the key points and only talk about the surface phenomenon.
He subconsciously avoided Germaine Sparrow s seemingly calm gaze and said:
”It’s like this, my teacher and I belong to a hidden organization, and fled because of a traitor within.
”They hold pathways related to fate, able to make themselves lucky and their targets unlucky …… Me, I might have been cursed, that’s why I was so unlucky to be struck by lightning just now.”
Finishing his explanation, he forced himself to hide his inner apprehension and waited for Germaine Sparrow to give a response.
Will he not believe me? A powerful and experienced adventurer like him should be hard to deceive …… If he realizes that I’m lying, he’ll more than likely sink me straight into the sea …… Dakwil stood there, jittery, like a student called to the podium by a teacher.
Sure enough, the School of Life …… “Monster” pathway …… Klein nodded thoughtfully:
”I understand.
”You try to move around as little as possible, and I’ll think about how to deal with Doom.”
Er …… Duckwell froze for a moment, unable to believe that Germaine Sparrow had accepted his improvised weave of reasoning so easily.
He forced a smile and expressed his thanks in quick succession, then returned to the room that belonged to him, leaned his back against the door panel, and pulled out the ring box.
Snap! He opened the lid with a slight tremor in his palm, and found that the cream-colored dice had somehow made a weird turn, with six points facing up.
Does this mean I was lucky enough just now to so smoothly trick Germaine Sparrow? Duckwell thought with something of a daze.
Mr. Harry the Owl re-descended without choosing the Fat Apothecary’s shoulder, as if he had been distressed by his previous narrow escape from being struck.
It stood on the wooden table and looked ahead with round eyes and said:
”Duckwell, you’re nervous.”
”You don’t need to tell me that.” Duckwell said in annoyance.
The owl spread his wings and said:
”Well, I’ll put it another way then.
”I think I have to think about changing owners.
”Germaine Sparrow seems like a good choice.”
”…… What about me?” Duckwell asked, stunned, forgetting to be angry for a moment.
Mr. Harry the Owl tsked twice:
”Do you not detect the worry and fear within you? You yourself suspect that you may not see the sun tomorrow, and that wacky dice are really, really too dangerous!
”If I were you, I’d throw it right out the window, into the sea, and let your teacher’s teacher salvage it himself.”
”…… How do you know my teacher’s teacher?” Duckwell asked rhetorically offhandedly.
Mr. Harry raised his head proudly:
”Don’t doubt the eyesight of an owl.”
Duckwell had gotten too caught up in his thoughts to pay attention to its reply:
”No, that won’t work; throwing the dice into the sea won’t solve all the problems.
”According to what the old man used to say, it can be buried even by the sea, and after a few days, the big boys can lean in and pick it up, then it’s really lost, silly bird, you don’t have enough general knowledge of the occult to understand that these important seals are like the most popular of those prostitutes in the Red Theater, they always appeal to the horny men.”
”Including you.” Harry the Owl responded calmly, “As for the lack of common sense in the occult, I think there’s a famous quote that explains it; Rossel the Great once said that it is the father’s fault if his children don’t receive a good education. This quote can also be used to describe the problems between pets and their owners. Well, Duckwell, in any case, I think you must communicate with Germaine Sparrow about the dice, or more danger will follow.”
”I’ll look again, and again, and perhaps it will be fixed at six yet ……” said Duckwell hesitatingly.
He sat down to the edge of the bed and lay down.
By this time the storm that had been raging for some time was subsiding, the sky was beginning to clear, and the passenger ship blew its whistle for departure.
Inside the first class parlor, Klein looked out the window at the hazy rainbow that presented itself after the rain, and was not as calm as he appeared to be.
He was not afraid of the enemies, except for the four kings and the official demigods on the sea, and except for the pirate generals who appeared in the form of a fleet of ships, it was difficult to threaten him who possessed the “Wiggling Hunger” and several magical items, and even if the ship was sunk and even if it fell into the sea, he possessed many charms of the “Sea God” domain. Even if the ship is sunk, even if it falls into the sea, he can still find a way to escape with the many spells in the “Sea God” field.
But luck is something that is really hard to grasp, and is beyond his ability to even think of a way to deal with it.
Although my title is the yellow and black king of good luck, but that is changed from that transit ceremony, and the role of that transit ceremony is obviously not to let people get rid of bad luck …… Dakwil things are a bit difficult to deal with ah, can only be a bit of hard work, pay close attention to his situation, once the unlucky thing that will lead to death, and immediately come to the rescue! …… I hope I can last through these days and make it to Oravi Island, and the fat pharmacist’s elders should have a way to make him turn his luck …… Klein rubbed the corner of his forehead, and there was nothing unusual.
……
Duckwell, who had been too nervous to sleep well last night, fell into a dream state without realizing it.
After a while, his stomach told him that it was time to get up and have lunch.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was as if there was an invisible person pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move.
He felt the back of his head swelling and tingling a little, felt his breathing start to become difficult, and his heart beating beyond its normal rate.
No, it won t be to die suddenly in a dream …… Duckwell struggled hard, but how could he not wake up, and the whole person became more and more powerless.
Just then, his mouth was pecked open by something sharp, and cold liquid was then poured in, and along the lines of his face, wetting his chin and neck.
Dakwil’s body eased for a moment, and his eyes finally opened to see two round eyes as bright yellow as gold so close they seemed to touch his head.
Having an extraordinary pet is still useful …… Duckwell first lamented, then quickly sat up and pulled out that ring box.
This time, the dice inside turned to the other side.
1 point!
Unlucky enough to nearly die suddenly in a dream? No, it doesn’t feel that simple, it seems to amplify certain probabilities, such as the probability of dying suddenly in a dream, the probability of being struck by lightning …… No, no, if it continues like this, I will definitely die! Duckwell thought with unusual trepidation.
Fear quickly overcame him, driving him to the door, ring box in hand.
Perhaps due to the effects of his near sudden death, he actually had little strength to grip the handle and had trouble twisting it.
”Help! Help!” Mr. Harry the Owl screamed shrilly.
Bang!
The door of the room was opened and slammed into Duckwell’s head, and if not for Klein’s deliberate control of his strength, the fat pharmacist might have ruptured his head and blood flowed out.
Not bothering to rub the bruise on his forehead, Duckwell said in panic:
”It is it!
”It’s the dice that brought me down!
”It’s at 1 point now, and I’m going to fail at everything I do!”
He had just now thought of informing Germaine Sparrow of the whole affair, expecting valid advice from the powerful adventurer.
As for the possibility of the other party killing someone out of greed, he didn’t rule it out, he just thought that out of the two harmful things, if he had to make a choice, he would definitely choose the one that was relatively not that bad.
Telling Germaine Sparrow would probably kill him, not telling would definitely kill him, and how to choose wasn’t even a question to be considered.
If I lose the dice, I lose the dice, my life is more important! Duckwell thought with a straight face.
Then he saw Germaine Sparrow flash a polite smile and say:
”Thank you for your humor.
”The joke was pretty good.”
…… It’s not a joke ……Duckwell looked down at the ring box, only to see that the bright red, blood-like 1 point hadn’t changed at all.
Could it be, could it be that even persuasion with a good enough reason would fail …… The fat apothecary grew despondent in a huff.
”Really! He’s telling the truth!” Harry the Owl flapped his wings wildly beside him.
With another surge of hope Duckwell heard Germaine Sparrow say in a low voice:
”Then why don’t you throw it into the sea?”
With that said, Klein politely closed the door to his room and walked back into the living room.
This guy must be hiding a secret, and he can’t be fooled with lame excuses …… Klein sat down in his chair and waited for Duckwell to come out with more specific and detailed information.
Duckwell resumed his seat in frustration, not daring to move a muscle for fear of suffering defeat.
He didn’t notice that the die had changed its face upward again, this time to a three.
Before lunch, Klein entered the washroom to empty his stomach.
After washing his hands, he stopped by the gray mist to browse through the accumulated prayers of Neptune’s followers.
He had just sat down in the high-backed chair belonging to the “Fool” when his eyes widened as many details suddenly came back to him.
”I, how could I have believed in such a statement that could not stand the scrutiny ……
”How could I have thought that dice was lame reason.
”Twice just now it’s the same as having your mind blinded by lard, no, that’s not it, it’s that Duckwell’s explanation just happened to fit a certain guess I had, and so I instinctively defaulted to the truth, to the false.” Klein thought with his pupils shrinking slightly.
At this moment, he had already made a judgment in his mind:
”There really is something wrong with that dice!”