Swordfish Bar at 10 pm.
Cryn, who had not received the bounty for one afternoon, went out specifically and walked around in front of Uskent, and got the answer that the process had been completed, but the money would not be paid tomorrow morning.
He pretended to participate in the private transactions of adventurers in the Swordfish Bar, but unfortunately he failed to discover the main material or magical item of the Secret Master Potion.
Turning back to its original state, Klein pressed his hat and tried to squeeze through the crowd and leave the bar, which was in its most lively and hustle and bustle stage.
At this time, a series of eyes swept across his face, most of them were stunned at first, and then they obviously stopped for two seconds, as if they were identifying something.
Suddenly, they simultaneously shrank their gaze and retreated toward the place away from Klein, like a separate tide.
They have learned about German Sparrow's appearance and strength from newspapers and rumors, and more details have gradually spread in various places where adventurers, pirates and gang members gathered, allowing many people to know the situation at that time and the crazy behavior of German Sparrow's discovery of the clever words Missorkin instantly, so everyone consciously stayed away from this dangerous guy.
Trader Relf was drinking at the bar when he suddenly noticed something abnormal there, and instinctively turned his body halfway and looked over.
He soon saw a thin and angular gentleman, and the corresponding portraits published in the Newspaper naturally emerged in his mind:
Hunting the clever talker Germansparo!
Immediately afterwards, Relf thought of the content of the chatting when he met with the leader of the Rebel Army Carat in the evening, and confirmed that the crazy adventurer in front of him did not reject the sea god, and even witnessed the private transaction between the Rebel Army and Lieutenant General Iceberg.
Perhaps he could develop into a believer of the Sea God... Even if he is not interested in the future of the archipelago, he might help in some things... Relf held his hands together, put them at his mouth, and made an action that seemed to be blowing a conch, which was one of the gestures of praying to the Sea God Kavetuva.
Then he got up and walked towards Germansparo with his beer glass.
At this time, Klein also noticed Relf's approaching and recognized who the other party was.
That was a devout believer who once wanted to dedicate one-third of his wealth to the Sea God!
That was the former pirate businessman who was sent to work as a children's charity fund by him!
Through the news about charity funds and the other party's always prayer, his understanding of Relf can be said to cover all aspects, so he was puzzled why the other party tried to contact German Sparrow.
Have a commission?What the Resistance Army cannot do for various reasons?Klein looked at Relph and slowed down.
Mr. Germansparrow?Relf raised the beer glass in his hand.
Klein nodded, naturally maintaining his character:
I don't know you.
Haha, the understanding between adventurers is always simple, maybe it only takes a glass of wine.Relf pointed to the bar, are you interested in having a drink?
good.Klein had deep doubts and responded simply.
Sitting to the corner of the bar, he ordered a glass of Nanwell beer, and looked at Relf while drinking, without taking the initiative to speak.
Being quietly watched by a pirate general-level strong man is not a good experience. Relf took a sip of beer to cover up the high tension of his spirit, and laughed:
I've heard of you, before this incident today, knowing that you are a true gentleman who has no discrimination against the colonial natives.
A line flashed through Klein's mind, and finally came to several words that were relatively consistent with the character:
Talk about the key points.
...Relph almost choked and coughed twice:
Do I have this honor to introduce to you our God, the Savior of the Islands, and the Father of the Sea?
You know, the sea is so vast and the storm is so terrible. With merely relying on myself, even the four-month-level big shots cannot guarantee that they will overcome all kinds of difficulties and survive. At this time, we need a god, a god who can respond to you, who holds the authority of the sea and the storm.
Introduce myself to me and let me believe in myself… Klein controlled the slight movement of the corner of his mouth and said:
What I am more interested in is whether you have magical items, very powerful and aggressive.
Relf said with a sincere smile:
We don't.
But as long as you believe in the "Sea God", you may one day receive the corresponding gift.
I didn't...Don't promise me Ah!Klein was both angry and funny for a moment.
He felt that the conversation could not continue, so he drank half of the Southwell beer in one sip and said:
I'll think about it.
He was about to leave when the bartender suddenly came over and smiled with a shy face:
Mr. Germansparrow, here is a commission for you.
What?Klein glanced at Relf.
The latter took the beer tactfully and left the seat.
He was already very satisfied with today's achievements because he never thought that he could develop a crazy adventurer into a believer of the Sea God in one go. His purpose was to let the other party know that there was such a possibility and actively think about the pros and cons.
When the corner of the bar returned to silence, the bartender quickly smiled:
He claims to be the pharmacist you know and has a task that you want to entrust to you. If you are interested, you can wait here and we will contact him as agreed.
Do you know a pharmacist?
Chubby Duckwell?
Darkwell, who had a chubby owl?
What kind of commission will he have?
Rescue his teacher Roykin?
I can't do this kind of thing, the risk is too high... While I was turning around, Klein decided to listen to what the other party had to entrust:
good.
…………
Near 11 o'clock, Klein met the timid fat pharmacist Duckwell in the No. 3 billiard room of Swordfish Bar.
The other party had changed the relatively conspicuous rural witch doctor robe and made a local dress of Talaba shirt, wide-leg pants and brown thick jacket. The round-faced owl was quietly stopping on Duckwell's right shoulder, staring at the adventurer opposite with bright eyes.
It looks very similar to Miss Justice’s other members of the Tarot Club… This owl may be a really extraordinary creature, audience type?
Klein was judged, but he was calm on the surface and asked in a low voice:
What delegation do you have?
That's it.The fat pharmacist put his left hand in his pocket, holding the ring box tightly. I am about to have a trip to another island, haha, it will take about three days.Because of certain things, I may be in danger, and of course, maybe not, in short, I need a bodyguard and you are the best person I can think of.
What you said is as if I am not that powerful, but you know very few people... If you don’t save the teacher, leave Baiyam, is this going to find a helper?
Or, have been rescued, is the danger coming from the military's pursuit?
Klein asked calmly while guessing the truth of the matter:
How dangerous is it?
Darkwell stuttered a few times:
I can't be sure if, if the danger exceeds your ability, you can hand me over to the other party directly. This is the promise we agreed on now and will not destroy your reputation.
If I hadn't known that you're always not good enough, I would have thought you were using provocation... Klein thought for a while and said:
What kind of compensation can you pay?
Darkwell wanted to directly say the answer he had thought about it, but he was a little hesitant for a moment, because things were indeed dangerous. If there were not enough chips, it would be difficult to impress Geerman Sparrow. He was afraid that the MP would appear. Before the matter was desperate, the bodyguard gave up resisting.
This is why he must invite the strong.
Klein glanced at him and said coldly:
You can think about it first.
I'll go to the bathroom and tell me the answer when I come back.
As he said that, he turned around, walked towards the door, twisted the handle, and stepped out.
His response seemed sophisticated, with a kind of ruthlessness and cruelty that belonged to adventurers and bounty hunters, but in fact, he did not really want to give the fat pharmacist time to think, but simply looked for an opportunity to go to the bathroom and go to the fog to divine.
This is the key to whether he wants to take on the mission!
After leaving the billiard room and reaching the bathroom door, Klein lined up and finally waited until a toilet was empty.
When he entered, he frowned, and was disgusted by the dirty environment and the stench of the smell, and almost turned his head and left.
He forced himself to close the door and poked the flush button with disgust. While sighing that the divination environment was harsh, he took four steps backwards and started the ceremony.
Inside the chess and card room, Duckwell waited until German Sparrow's back completely disappeared before he quickly closed the door and asked the owl on his shoulder:
Will he betray me?
Won't.The owl mumbled, "Also, be polite when asking me questions, please call Mr. Harry."
Darkwell's face shook:
Mr. Harry, what kind of reward do you think he will accept?
It's hard for me to see through him, he's good at hiding his expression.The owl responded calmly.
Damn Mr. Harry, no, damn stupid bird!Duckwell cursed in secret, paced back and forth, thinking about the bargaining chips.
After a while, Klein returned to the billiard room No. 3 and asked:
Have you thought about it?
He had already been divining on the grey fog, and the danger level of this mission was acceptable, and he just happened to want to leave Byyam in a short period of time.
800 pounds in 3 days, and our friendship, I mean the friendship between my teacher and his friends.Duckwell said with disconfidence.
Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:
1,000 pounds in 3 days.
Also, your organization helped me get a powerful offensive magic item, and I would pay cash at a reasonable price.
1000 pounds, how could I have so much...Duckwell hesitated and said:
I paid £300 in advance, and the rest waited to reach the destination and found the person I was looking for before paying.
He plans to ask the teacher's teacher to repay the final payment.
Klein nodded calmly:
make a deal.
Fat pharmacist Dark Wil immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled with a thick face:
Can I think that protection will take effect from now on?
Cryn, who had not received the bounty for one afternoon, went out specifically and walked around in front of Uskent, and got the answer that the process had been completed, but the money would not be paid tomorrow morning.
He pretended to participate in the private transactions of adventurers in the Swordfish Bar, but unfortunately he failed to discover the main material or magical item of the Secret Master Potion.
Turning back to its original state, Klein pressed his hat and tried to squeeze through the crowd and leave the bar, which was in its most lively and hustle and bustle stage.
At this time, a series of eyes swept across his face, most of them were stunned at first, and then they obviously stopped for two seconds, as if they were identifying something.
Suddenly, they simultaneously shrank their gaze and retreated toward the place away from Klein, like a separate tide.
They have learned about German Sparrow's appearance and strength from newspapers and rumors, and more details have gradually spread in various places where adventurers, pirates and gang members gathered, allowing many people to know the situation at that time and the crazy behavior of German Sparrow's discovery of the clever words Missorkin instantly, so everyone consciously stayed away from this dangerous guy.
Trader Relf was drinking at the bar when he suddenly noticed something abnormal there, and instinctively turned his body halfway and looked over.
He soon saw a thin and angular gentleman, and the corresponding portraits published in the Newspaper naturally emerged in his mind:
Hunting the clever talker Germansparo!
Immediately afterwards, Relf thought of the content of the chatting when he met with the leader of the Rebel Army Carat in the evening, and confirmed that the crazy adventurer in front of him did not reject the sea god, and even witnessed the private transaction between the Rebel Army and Lieutenant General Iceberg.
Perhaps he could develop into a believer of the Sea God... Even if he is not interested in the future of the archipelago, he might help in some things... Relf held his hands together, put them at his mouth, and made an action that seemed to be blowing a conch, which was one of the gestures of praying to the Sea God Kavetuva.
Then he got up and walked towards Germansparo with his beer glass.
At this time, Klein also noticed Relf's approaching and recognized who the other party was.
That was a devout believer who once wanted to dedicate one-third of his wealth to the Sea God!
That was the former pirate businessman who was sent to work as a children's charity fund by him!
Through the news about charity funds and the other party's always prayer, his understanding of Relf can be said to cover all aspects, so he was puzzled why the other party tried to contact German Sparrow.
Have a commission?What the Resistance Army cannot do for various reasons?Klein looked at Relph and slowed down.
Mr. Germansparrow?Relf raised the beer glass in his hand.
Klein nodded, naturally maintaining his character:
I don't know you.
Haha, the understanding between adventurers is always simple, maybe it only takes a glass of wine.Relf pointed to the bar, are you interested in having a drink?
good.Klein had deep doubts and responded simply.
Sitting to the corner of the bar, he ordered a glass of Nanwell beer, and looked at Relf while drinking, without taking the initiative to speak.
Being quietly watched by a pirate general-level strong man is not a good experience. Relf took a sip of beer to cover up the high tension of his spirit, and laughed:
I've heard of you, before this incident today, knowing that you are a true gentleman who has no discrimination against the colonial natives.
A line flashed through Klein's mind, and finally came to several words that were relatively consistent with the character:
Talk about the key points.
...Relph almost choked and coughed twice:
Do I have this honor to introduce to you our God, the Savior of the Islands, and the Father of the Sea?
You know, the sea is so vast and the storm is so terrible. With merely relying on myself, even the four-month-level big shots cannot guarantee that they will overcome all kinds of difficulties and survive. At this time, we need a god, a god who can respond to you, who holds the authority of the sea and the storm.
Introduce myself to me and let me believe in myself… Klein controlled the slight movement of the corner of his mouth and said:
What I am more interested in is whether you have magical items, very powerful and aggressive.
Relf said with a sincere smile:
We don't.
But as long as you believe in the "Sea God", you may one day receive the corresponding gift.
I didn't...Don't promise me Ah!Klein was both angry and funny for a moment.
He felt that the conversation could not continue, so he drank half of the Southwell beer in one sip and said:
I'll think about it.
He was about to leave when the bartender suddenly came over and smiled with a shy face:
Mr. Germansparrow, here is a commission for you.
What?Klein glanced at Relf.
The latter took the beer tactfully and left the seat.
He was already very satisfied with today's achievements because he never thought that he could develop a crazy adventurer into a believer of the Sea God in one go. His purpose was to let the other party know that there was such a possibility and actively think about the pros and cons.
When the corner of the bar returned to silence, the bartender quickly smiled:
He claims to be the pharmacist you know and has a task that you want to entrust to you. If you are interested, you can wait here and we will contact him as agreed.
Do you know a pharmacist?
Chubby Duckwell?
Darkwell, who had a chubby owl?
What kind of commission will he have?
Rescue his teacher Roykin?
I can't do this kind of thing, the risk is too high... While I was turning around, Klein decided to listen to what the other party had to entrust:
good.
…………
Near 11 o'clock, Klein met the timid fat pharmacist Duckwell in the No. 3 billiard room of Swordfish Bar.
The other party had changed the relatively conspicuous rural witch doctor robe and made a local dress of Talaba shirt, wide-leg pants and brown thick jacket. The round-faced owl was quietly stopping on Duckwell's right shoulder, staring at the adventurer opposite with bright eyes.
It looks very similar to Miss Justice’s other members of the Tarot Club… This owl may be a really extraordinary creature, audience type?
Klein was judged, but he was calm on the surface and asked in a low voice:
What delegation do you have?
That's it.The fat pharmacist put his left hand in his pocket, holding the ring box tightly. I am about to have a trip to another island, haha, it will take about three days.Because of certain things, I may be in danger, and of course, maybe not, in short, I need a bodyguard and you are the best person I can think of.
What you said is as if I am not that powerful, but you know very few people... If you don’t save the teacher, leave Baiyam, is this going to find a helper?
Or, have been rescued, is the danger coming from the military's pursuit?
Klein asked calmly while guessing the truth of the matter:
How dangerous is it?
Darkwell stuttered a few times:
I can't be sure if, if the danger exceeds your ability, you can hand me over to the other party directly. This is the promise we agreed on now and will not destroy your reputation.
If I hadn't known that you're always not good enough, I would have thought you were using provocation... Klein thought for a while and said:
What kind of compensation can you pay?
Darkwell wanted to directly say the answer he had thought about it, but he was a little hesitant for a moment, because things were indeed dangerous. If there were not enough chips, it would be difficult to impress Geerman Sparrow. He was afraid that the MP would appear. Before the matter was desperate, the bodyguard gave up resisting.
This is why he must invite the strong.
Klein glanced at him and said coldly:
You can think about it first.
I'll go to the bathroom and tell me the answer when I come back.
As he said that, he turned around, walked towards the door, twisted the handle, and stepped out.
His response seemed sophisticated, with a kind of ruthlessness and cruelty that belonged to adventurers and bounty hunters, but in fact, he did not really want to give the fat pharmacist time to think, but simply looked for an opportunity to go to the bathroom and go to the fog to divine.
This is the key to whether he wants to take on the mission!
After leaving the billiard room and reaching the bathroom door, Klein lined up and finally waited until a toilet was empty.
When he entered, he frowned, and was disgusted by the dirty environment and the stench of the smell, and almost turned his head and left.
He forced himself to close the door and poked the flush button with disgust. While sighing that the divination environment was harsh, he took four steps backwards and started the ceremony.
Inside the chess and card room, Duckwell waited until German Sparrow's back completely disappeared before he quickly closed the door and asked the owl on his shoulder:
Will he betray me?
Won't.The owl mumbled, "Also, be polite when asking me questions, please call Mr. Harry."
Darkwell's face shook:
Mr. Harry, what kind of reward do you think he will accept?
It's hard for me to see through him, he's good at hiding his expression.The owl responded calmly.
Damn Mr. Harry, no, damn stupid bird!Duckwell cursed in secret, paced back and forth, thinking about the bargaining chips.
After a while, Klein returned to the billiard room No. 3 and asked:
Have you thought about it?
He had already been divining on the grey fog, and the danger level of this mission was acceptable, and he just happened to want to leave Byyam in a short period of time.
800 pounds in 3 days, and our friendship, I mean the friendship between my teacher and his friends.Duckwell said with disconfidence.
Klein was silent for a few seconds and said:
1,000 pounds in 3 days.
Also, your organization helped me get a powerful offensive magic item, and I would pay cash at a reasonable price.
1000 pounds, how could I have so much...Duckwell hesitated and said:
I paid £300 in advance, and the rest waited to reach the destination and found the person I was looking for before paying.
He plans to ask the teacher's teacher to repay the final payment.
Klein nodded calmly:
make a deal.
Fat pharmacist Dark Wil immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled with a thick face:
Can I think that protection will take effect from now on?
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