Chapter 128 Rolling the Dice

Hearing Leonard Mitchell's invitation, Emlyn was not afraid. Holding a silk top hat, with a vague smile, he entered the house calmly.

He didn't take off his coat, because the "Professor of Potions" always carried a lot of auxiliary items on his body, and it was not so beautiful after losing the cover.

Emlyn just sat down wearing a straight tuxedo, leaning his back against the back support, and said leisurely:

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

"If yes, just quote the price, if not, just tell the truth.

"Of course, I'm pretty sure you have."

He chuckled lightly, and his bright red eyes reflected Leonard Mitchell's figure who didn't care about the neat clothes.

This kind of scene where I know what secrets you have, but you don't know anything about me makes Emlyn feel comfortable physically and mentally, and feels extremely superior.

Leonard combed his black hair with his fingers, sat down on the opposite chair casually, smiled without any panic or doubt and said:

"At least I have to know who wants it."

"Maybe it's me, maybe it's my friend." Emlyn lifted his chin slightly and smiled gracefully.

Leonard narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he laughed:

"Well, since you've come here with this badge, I'll answer you frankly.

"I do have a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities, but there is only one.

"If you want to buy it, it's 7,000 pounds, and no counter-offer is accepted."

7000 pounds? Similar magical items are so expensive? Although he didn't have to pay for it himself, Emlyn was still taken aback, almost unable to maintain the demeanor of the blood clan.

He has automatically converted the money into how many dolls and how many sets of doll dresses in his mind.

After two seconds of silence, Emlyn smiled and said:

"Let me think about it and give you an answer in two days."

"Yes." Leonard Mitchell hooked the corner of his mouth.

After leaving the house at No. 7 Pinster Street, Emlyn hired a rented carriage to the steam subway station in the North District as if nothing had happened, and returned all the way to the South District of the bridge.

Taking off his hat and looking back at the carriage passing through the pedestrian-traveled streets, Emlyn let out a low laugh, and walked into the Harvest Church.

Between a street tree and the iron-black gas lamppost, an inconspicuous shadow suddenly floated, and Leonard Mitchell with black hair and green eyes appeared.

He appeared so silently that he did not attract the attention of any passers-by.

"A member of the Earth Mother Church?" Emlyn frowned slightly, as if talking to himself.

He paused for two seconds before leaving the Rose Flower Street where the Harvest Church was located.

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"7,000 pounds? Why didn't he grab it?" Above the gray mist, Klein almost blurted out when he heard "Moon" Emlyn's return.

He said similar words when he was Gehrman Sparrow, but the mood in the two scenes was completely different.

According to the amount of reward offered by "Flower Bow Tie" Jodson, the third officer of the "Golden Dream", Klein speculates that the price of similar magical items is around 5,000 pounds, and even if the premium is at most 6,000 pounds, who knows, Leonard M. Chell directly offered 7,000 pounds!

Could it be an item left over from a higher sequence, and stealing other people's extraordinary abilities is just one of the effects? No, if that's the case, the price would have to start at 10,000 pounds... Poet student, why didn't I know you were a profiteer before? You clearly behaved very freely and didn't care much about money... Klein couldn't help but sigh A few words.

Now that there are already clues, the dawn has been seen, and the solution can be solved with money, Klein does not want to seek other channels to avoid accidents.

He quickly calculated his net worth and found that it was an affordable price:

"Counting the commission fee of 300 pounds paid by the apothecary, the bounty of 5,400 pounds from the 'Smart Talker' and the money found on the corpse, and deducting the 200 pounds paid to Miss 'Magician', I now have a total of 12,767 pounds in banknotes Add 5 gold coins, and this is not counting the change of 3 soli and 8 pence.

"In addition, Miss 'Justice' will pay the 2,000 pounds in arrears and the 1,800 pounds of 'Psychiatrist' feature fee before the end of this week. I am much richer than I imagined. Even in Backlund, I can be called a rich man .”

Klein took a breath and stopped hesitating, letting the banknotes fly over from the top of the pile of sundries and land on the table.

He carefully counted out 7,500 pounds in cash and put them aside - 7,000 pounds for magical items, 500 pounds for Emlyn's "risk" fee.

Hey, I have worked so hard, and I lost most of it at once... Klein manifested the "world" and asked him to pose as a prayer, telling Emlyn that there is no problem, and a ceremony will be held in a quarter of an hour to accept Mr. Fool's transfer bestow.

In addition, Klein also asked "The World" to tell "Moon" Emlyn not to rush to complete the transaction after getting the cash, but to wait until tomorrow—he was afraid of the Zoroaster family in Leonard Mitchell's body The angel noticed the smell of gray mist on the banknote, and wanted to have a process of "dispelling the smell", just like when he gave Emlyn the badge.

After a quarter of an hour passed, Klein glanced at the remaining gold pounds whose thickness had been reduced by more than half, sighed, and returned to the real world.

At this time, it was 10:40 on Friday, and there were still about 8 hours before the passenger ship arrived at Oravi Island.

It's time to intimidate the "Dice of Probability" again... Klein whispered, held a ceremony, and brought out the iron cigarette case containing "All Black Eyes".

He guessed that the fat pharmacist Darkwill had doubts about this, so he deliberately took the dice to the bathroom for disposal.

Seeing the "Dice of Probability" quiet down again, Klein quickly disposed of the "All-Black Eye" and the iron cigarette case, heaved a long sigh of relief, and silently counted the time:

"It should be able to last until it is handed over to Darkwill's connector, and there is no need to do anything else."

Thinking of this, Klein worriedly considered another question:

"The 'All Black Eye' appeared in front of the 'True Creator', and there is also His spiritual pollution, so if you take it out every few hours, it might be locked by Him and send strong people to look for it.

"However, it's only a minute or two each time, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Even if they are aware of it, their sensing of the position will not be too accurate. Hey, it involves the 'True Creator'. It can't be determined by divination. You can only increase your vigilance. Well, this is the last time recently, and we will reach the destination in only seven or eight hours... Why should I set up for myself, bah bah bah, I didn't think about anything just now."

Klein picked up the "Dice of Probability" and returned to the living room. He saw the fat pharmacist slumped on the easy chair listlessly, while the owl Harry was in high spirits, as if he didn't need to rest.

Is this the different special effects obtained by different creatures after taking the same potion? At least Miss Justice didn't say that she doesn't need to sleep... The unique physiological structure of an owl? Hey, I don't know enough about it. He really knows a little about everything... Klein sits on the sofa, puts the milky white dice into the ring box, and waits patiently for the evening to come. Inbound.

Time passed by, and the bright sun at high altitude gradually moved westward, getting lower and lower.

At this moment, Klein suddenly straightened his body with his eyes closed, feeling that a strong danger was coming!

This surpassed the spiritual intuition of the "Seer" and the danger premonition of the "Joker", as if it originated from the invisible gray fog that rippled strangely around him.

"There are enemies! Ouroloius the Tail Swallower or the saint of the Aurora Order?" Klein opened his eyes, thinking about countermeasures with an unusually serious expression.

At this time, if there is a slight mistake, he has to consider the matter of resurrection from the dead.

As for the fat pharmacist Darkwill and the owl Harry, there is absolutely no chance of them being spared!

At first, he hoped that the visitor could only vaguely sense it, and could only determine a large area, so he might not be able to find himself or the "Dice of Probability". It is difficult to lock, and the trouble will be even greater at that time, so I have to give up decisively.

Above the passenger ship, the void suddenly tore apart, revealing an invisible door full of various complex symbols.

Two slightly pale hands stretched out from the crack in the door, and pulled back abruptly, allowing the whole body to walk out.

He was wearing a black soft hat and a classic dark robe that old people loved, but he looked less than forty. His brown hair was slightly curled, giving him an unusually hard feeling.

There seemed to be countless phantoms lingering in his dark eyes, and it seemed that there were chaotic worlds hidden one after another.

Klein's sense of danger became stronger and stronger, and just the change in expression scared Darkwill and Harry the owl into refusing to move.

He no longer hesitated, leaned forward and picked up the "Dice of Probability" based on the plans he had made for similar situations in the past few days.

"To judge the behavior of the malicious person who just arrived, I want 1 point!" Klein whispered, threw the milky white dice, and subconsciously prayed to the goddess in his heart, hoping that the dice that had just been intimidated for a long time would be obedient , can play a role.

At the same time, he acted extremely calm, lest the dice sense his tension and take the opportunity to make trouble.

Amidst the crackling sound of collisions, the "Dice of Probability" rolled a few times, and fixed at 1 o'clock, which was as bright red as blood.

In the sky above the passenger ship, the eyes of the black-robed man in his forties reflected the entire ship.

He spread his spirituality, glanced around, reached out and grabbed the void in front of him, and suddenly opened a nearly invisible door.

The strong man stepped inside and disappeared in place.

Klein in the first-class cabin suddenly felt that the danger was gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief uncontrollably.

He stared at the "Dice of Probability" on the coffee table, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"If this dice doesn't have such a big negative effect, it can be fully utilized, it is simply a magic weapon!

"It's worthy of being a level '0' sealed item, and it's worthy of being the uniqueness of the 'monster' path..."

"Just now, what happened just now?" The fat pharmacist Darkwill finally regained his courage and asked cautiously.

Klein kept his posture unchanged, and calmly responded:

"you do not need to know."

"I understand, I understand, the more you know, the more dangerous you are." Darkwill wiped the cold sweat off his head.

In the next few hours, no accidents happened. When the sun fell below the sea level and the sky was completely dark, Klein finally saw a towering lighthouse not far away.

PS: Please recommend a monthly ticket on Monday~