Chapter 120 Rising to Fame

Darkwill lay there, forgot to stand up for a moment, his mind seemed blank.

Ever since he matured, he has basically never encountered this kind of thing that tripped him up. After taking the potion, all aspects of his body have been strengthened to a certain extent.

Did you step on something just now? Darkwill suddenly regained consciousness, propped up his palms, turned over and stood up, pretending that he wasn't the one who fell just now.

He looked left and right, but found nothing weird on the ground. Full of doubts, he took a few steps forward and picked up the milky white dice.

At this moment, a patrolling police officer seemed to have noticed the abnormality here, holding a short stick, pressing the revolver, and trotting over.

Seeing this scene, the fat pharmacist Darkwill suddenly became worried, wondering if he had stepped into a trap:

"They arrested the old man, but they never came to me. In fact, they were secretly monitoring, waiting for me to find clues?

"Now, I got this strange dice, and they are eager to come out?

"The official Extraordinary came to arrest me?"

Darkwill's instinctive reaction was to turn his head and run, but the fall just now was a bit heavy, his knees hurt, and he could only walk in small steps for a while.

Seeing the police officers on patrol getting closer and closer, and he wanted to run but couldn't, Darkwell's mind suddenly came up with an underground prison, an environment where there was always only candlelight, and he was shut up next to him, panting violently in the dark, as if Extraordinary of monsters...

"What happened?" the patrolling policeman asked cautiously from a certain distance while pressing his pistol.

Uncontrollable fear suddenly surged in Darkwill's heart, and with a flick of his wrist, the milky-white dice he had just picked up fell to the ground again, rolling a few times.

This time the red six points up.

Facing the police officer's scrutiny, Darkwill replied tremblingly:

"Stepped on a damn banana peel and fell."

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat, because there were no banana peels on the ground.

Damn it, I'm too nervous, why not just say that I tripped myself... Darkwill thought angrily.

He decided to summon the owl on the opposite roof to prepare for the dying struggle.

The patrolling police officer glanced at it, chuckled and said:

"Don't forget to look at your feet when you walk, I thought you were robbed by someone just now."

He let go of the palm holding the revolver, held the short stick, and walked back.

"..." Darkwill looked blankly at the back of the police officer getting further and further away, not understanding how the other party simply believed his words that were full of mistakes.

He retracted his gaze, looked at the milky white dice lying quietly on the ground, and gradually frowned.

I'm not a pure Loenian, these police officers don't need to please... Is it working? Whether it's me falling down strangely, or persuading the police strangely, it's all working? Is it the one kept by the teacher, that important sealed item? Darkwill quickly had an association, walked forward cautiously, picked up the dice again, and stuffed it back into the tiny ring box as it was - there was no room for the dice to spin.

Winking at his own owl, Darkwill picked up the "News" he bought earlier, stopped a rental carriage, and limped up on it. The destination was the "Red Theatre".

While the vehicle was driving smoothly, because the night had fallen and the light from the gas street lamps on both sides was far away, only a little light could come in. He was not in a hurry to study the ring box and the dice inside, and waited patiently until he returned home.

Entering the herbal medicine shop and going up to the living quarters on the second floor, he lit the gas wall lamp and drove the silly bird out of the room, while he sat down at the desk and repeatedly checked the ring box and the milky white dice.

Finally, he pulled out a piece of paper folded to the size of half a knuckle from the bottom interlayer of the ring box.

Darkwill took a silent breath, quickly unfolded the paper, and found that there were indeed three passages written in the ancient Fusac language:

"If I do not appear three days after the appointed time,

That must have been betrayed and arrested, so don't rush to ask other members of the school for help, because I can't confirm who did it, and it will bring you great danger.

"There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to take that dice to Oravi Island and hand it over to Kano, the bell ringer in the port city, where my teacher Rijord 'senator' is hiding, He'll take care of the rest.

"Don't worry about me revealing this secret. When I finish writing this letter, all relevant memories will disappear completely, and I won't even remember you as an apprentice until I am rescued. Remember, try not to use that dice, it has A certain characteristic of being alive, the more you use it, the easier it is to wake up, turn yourself when you are not paying attention, even if there is no space. When it is fixed at '1', please believe me, you will suffer more than direct death , because you fail at almost everything, including your favorite exercise in bed."

Sure enough, this dice is very dangerous... Darkwill sighed subconsciously, and soon realized that he had done something stupid out of kindness.

In order to save his teacher Roy King, he overcame his timidity and stayed in Bayam, and sent a message for help to the members of the Life School who knew about it.

And according to the contents of the letter, this means that he is likely to be targeted by the one who betrayed Roy Jin!

"Why didn't you say it earlier? No, why didn't I think of buying this dice earlier!" Darkwill raised his hands and pulled the hair on both sides.

He didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he decided to change his residence tonight, decided to buy a ticket for the black ship tonight, and went to Oravi Island early tomorrow morning - which is a ship on the "Rosted Islands-Tuscart" route. islands.

"My spell, my pistol, my bullets..." Darkwill was busy counting items that could provide a sense of security, worrying about his lack of sufficient combat power.

He quickly had an idea, paced back and forth, and muttered:

"I have to hire a bodyguard, hire a bodyguard..."

who please? How much does it cost? While thinking, Darkwill glanced at the "News" he brought back.

Suddenly, he thought of a wonderful bodyguard object:

Gehrman Sparrow!

A powerful adventurer who can hunt down 5,400 pound pirates!

If he is willing to take this task, as long as the "senator" does not take action, I should be able to reach Oravi Island smoothly... How can I find him? right! Put up notices in every bar where adventurers hang out! Darkwill nodded invisibly, stuffed a small amount of items back into the suitcase he had packed before, took the chubby owl with him, and left the herb shop again with a heartache.

…………

Outside the waters of the Rorsted Islands, in a small port belonging to Loen, the Black Death stopped there without any scruples, surrounded by three ships.

"Vice Admiral Disease" Tracy, who had just taken a hot bath, put on a loose men's shirt, and made the final treatment for the wound that had basically healed.

For a witch, such things as acne scars don't exist.

At this time, the blond maid knocked on the door and entered the captain's room after getting permission.

She glanced at Tracy, her face flushed, and she looked away:

"Captain, there is a telegram from Bayam to the port here.

"Misor, uh, the third officer was killed."

Tracy stopped her movements, her expression calmed down, and she asked hesitantly:

"Do you know who did it?"

She sent "Smart Talker" Mithor to Bayam to investigate the attack. One was to punish the other party for his negligence, and the other was to publicize her serious injuries to lure those with malicious intentions to attack again. What breakthroughs have been achieved within.

After the demigod known as the "Death Consul" by the "Eternal Witch" came to "visit", she deliberately concealed the matter and did not notify Mithor quickly, allowing the punishment to continue, thinking that it would be natural for the other party to investigate something, Nothing was too disappointing either.

As for whether Mithor will be in danger, she doesn't care, this is part of the punishment in itself.

But what she didn't expect was that Misol was killed so quickly!

The blond maid handed over the telegram and said:

"An adventurer named Gehrman Sparrow, what can be confirmed is that he used an extraordinary ability similar to 'Longwei'."

"Gehrman Sparrow...'Dragon Might'...hehe, Qilingus also has 'Dragon Might', he should use 'squirming hunger' to herd a 'psychologist' or 'hypnotist'. Tracy took the telegram, sneered twice, and said to herself.

She was initially certain that Gehrman Sparrow was the enemy who attacked her disguised as Elaine, and he used the ability of the "faceless man" that Qilingos herded.

"The 'squirming hunger' is on him, and behind him is an ancient demigod called the 'Death Archon' by his mother... Does this mean that Qilingus was killed by that 'Death Archon' What?" Tracy said silently, and waved the blond maid away.

When the door of the captain's room was closed again, she chuckled lightly and said:

"If I reveal this news, the organization that ordered Qilingos to assassinate Duke Negan must be very interested."

For a short time, she really had such an impulse, but reason stopped her.

Because this means directly offending the "Death Consul"!

And when the other party is obviously only recognized once, the suspect who leaked the information can lock her immediately.

At that time, unless I hide by my mother, the shadow of death will be shrouded at any time... For other saints, I don't need to be so afraid. If they want to attack me, they must first be able to find me, and there will be certain It will take a long time to come over, and I have enough opportunities to avoid danger, but that "Death Consul" can use the spirit world to shuttle, as long as I can determine my location, he will appear in my place soon Beside... Tracy bit her lip, thinking dejectedly.

She gave up her previous plan and decided to only keep an eye on Gehrman Sparrow's whereabouts. Once a good opportunity arises, she will never let it go!

At this time, Klein was still living in the "Tyana" hotel, waiting for the bounty to come down.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading URL: