When he heard German Sparrow's words, Duckwell's first reaction was to speak out the strange dice without reservation, in order to allow the adventurers he hired at a great cost to grasp the root of the problem and effectively ensure his personal safety.
But he immediately thought of the teacher's advice, and thought that the dice was probably a very important seal in the school. Once German Sparrow was accurately informed, it might induce the other party's greed and make things develop in a worse direction!
The rumors that adventurers killed the mission client in order to obtain higher returns are not a thousand at sea, and they are almost the same. I don’t know German Sparrow, and I don’t know what kind of person he is, so I must be cautious and careful enough!
Moreover, the dice only turned to two points by itself. The situation was not the worst and most desperate, and there was still a chance to wait...Duckwell hesitated for a few seconds and finally made a decision, intending to avoid the key points first and only talk about the superficial phenomena.
He subconsciously avoided Germansparo's seemingly peaceful gaze and said:
That's right, my teacher and I belong to a secret organization and fled because of the traitors appearing inside.
They have mastered ways related to fate, and can make themselves lucky and their goals unlucky... I, I, maybe I have been cursed, so I was so unlucky that I was struck by lightning just now.
After the explanation was finished, he forcibly covered up his uneasiness and waited for German Sparrow to respond.
Will he not believe me?
He is a powerful and experienced adventurer who is very strong and experienced, it should be difficult to deceive... If he finds that I am lying, he will probably sink me directly into the sea...Duckwell stood there, anxious, just like a student called by the teacher to the lecture hall.
It's indeed the School of Life... Monster Path... Klein nodded thoughtfully:
I see.
If you try to exercise as little as possible, I will consider how to deal with bad luck.
Well...Duckwell was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that German Sparrow accepted the reason for his temporary knitting so easily.
He forced a smile and expressed his gratitude repeatedly, then returned to his own room, leaned against the door panel, and took out the ring box.
Bang!He opened the lid with a trembling palm, and found that the milky white dice had turned around strangely at some point and looked up at six o'clock.
This means I was lucky enough just now, so I successfully deceived German Sparrow?Duckwell thought suddenly.
The owl Mr. Harry fell down again, but did not choose the fat pharmacist's shoulder, as if he was still scared of what had been almost hit before.
It stood on the wooden table, with round eyes looking ahead and said:
Duckwell, you're nervous.
You don't need to tell me this.Duckwell said angrily.
The owl spread its wings and said:
OK, then I'll say it another way.
I think I have to consider changing the owner.
Germansparo seems to be a good choice.
...What about me?Duckwell asked in shock, forgot to get angry for a moment.
Mr. Harry, the Owl, tickled twice:
Haven't you noticed your inner worries and fears?You even suspect that you may not see the sun tomorrow, and that weird dice is really too dangerous!
If I were you, I would throw it directly out the window and into the sea, and let your teacher salvage it by himself.
...How do you know my teacher's teacher?Duckwell blurted out.
Mr. Harry raised his head proudly:
Don't doubt the vision of an owl.
Duckwell was already thinking and didn't care about its answer:
No, that won't work. Throwing dice into the sea won't solve all problems.
According to the old man's previous statement, even if it is buried in the sea, it can still allow the big guys to pick it up in a few days, and it will be really lost. Silly bird, you don't have enough knowledge of mysticism and don't understand that these important seals are like the most popular prostitutes in the Red Theater, which can always attract those hungry men.
Including you.Harry, the Owl, responded calmly, as for the lack of common sense in mysticism, I think there is a famous saying that if a child does not receive a good education, it is the fault of his father.This sentence can also be used to describe the problem between the pet and the owner.OK, Duckwell, no matter what, I think you have to talk to German Sparrow about the dice, or it will be even more dangerous next.
I'll look again, maybe it will be fixed at six... Duckwell said hesitantly.
He sat down to the edge of the bed and lay down.
At this time, a storm that was raging gradually subsided, the sky began to clear up, and the passenger ship blew the whistle of setting sail.
In the first-class living room, Klein looked out the window and the hazy rainbow that appeared after the rain, and his heart was not as calm as it appeared.
He was not afraid of a simple enemy. On the sea, except for the Four Kings and the Official Demigods, except for the pirate generals in the form of fleets, it is difficult for him to threaten him with squirming hunger and several magical items. Even if the ship is sunk and falls into the sea, he can find a way to escape with many talismans in the realm of the Sea God.
But luck is really difficult to grasp, it is not within his ability, and he can't even think of a way to deal with it.
Although my title is the King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck, it was changed from that fortune-telling ceremony, and the function of that fortune-telling ceremony is obviously not to let people get rid of bad luck...Duckwell's affairs are a bit difficult, so I can only work harder and pay close attention to his situation. Once a bad thing that will cause death occurs, rescue it immediately... I hope that I can survive these few days and stand on Olavi Island. The elders of the fat pharmacist should have a way to make him fortune... Klein rubbed his forehead, and there was nothing unusual.
…………
Duckwell fell into a dream without knowing it last night.
After a while, his stomach told him that it was time to get up for lunch.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but he seemed to be pressing on an invisible person, making it difficult for him to move.
He felt his back of his head swelling and a little tingling, and he felt that his breathing was starting to become difficult, and his heart was beating beyond the normal frequency.
No, I won’t die suddenly in my dream…Duckwell struggled hard, but he couldn’t wake up, and he became more and more powerless.
At this moment, his mouth was pecked open by sharp things, and cold liquid poured in, and wet his chin and neck along the lines of his face.
Darkwell's body relaxed, and his eyes finally opened. He saw two round eyes as bright as gold as close as if they could touch his head.
Raising an extraordinary pet is still useful...Duckwell was moved first, then quickly sat up and took out the ring box.
At this time, the dice inside turned to the other side.
1 o'clock!
Too bad luck to death almost suddenly in a dream?
No, it doesn’t feel that simple. It seems to amplify certain probability, such as the probability of sudden death in a dream, the probability of being struck by lightning... No, no, if this continues, I will definitely die!
Duckwell thought in extraordinary fear.
Fear quickly defeated him, driving him to rush to the door with the ring box in his hand.
Perhaps due to the influence of almost sudden death, he didn't have much strength to hold the handle and it was difficult to twist it.
Help Ah!Help Ah!Mr. Harry, the Owl, screamed.
Bang!
The door was opened and hit Duckwell's head. If Klein hadn't deliberately controlled the power, the fat pharmacist might have had his head ruptured and blood flowed.
Not caring about rubbing the bruises on his forehead, Duckwell said in a panic:
It's it, it's it!
It was this dice that made me unlucky!
It's 1 o'clock now, and I will fail whatever I do!
He had already figured out the whole thing and told German Sparrow about it, hoping that this powerful adventurer would give effective advice.
As for the possibility of the other party killing people due to greed, he did not rule it out. He just thought that among the two harmful things, if he wanted to make a choice, he would choose a relatively less bad one.
Tell German Sparrow may die, but if you don’t tell, you will die. How to choose is not a question that needs to be considered.
If the dice is lost, it will be lost. My life is even more important!Duckwell thought with confidence.
Then he saw German Sparrow smile politely:
Thank you for your humor.
This joke is pretty good.
...This is not a joke...Duckwell looked down at the ring box, and saw that the bright red point as red as blood did not change at all.
Could it be that even persuasion with enough reason will fail... the fat pharmacist suddenly became desperate.
real!What he said was the truth!The owl Harry flapped his wings beside him.
Darkwell, who had hope again, heard German Sparrow say in a low voice:
Then why not throw it into the sea?
After saying that, Klein politely closed the door and walked back to the living room.
This guy must have hidden secrets and can't be fooled by him with crappy reasons... Klein sat in the chair, waiting for Duckwell to tell a more specific and detailed situation.
Duckwell sat down again in frustration, not daring to move, fearing failure.
He didn't notice that the dice changed its upward surface again, this time it was 3 o'clock.
Before lunch, Klein entered the bathroom and took his stomach empty.
After washing his hands, he entered the grey fog and prepared to browse the accumulated prayers of the Sea God believers.
He had just sat down to the high-back chair belonging to the Fool, and suddenly recalled many details in his mind, and his eyes widened.
How could I believe such an unbearable remark...
How could I think that dice is a lame reason.
Just two times, it was like being blinded by lard. No, it wasn't like that. Duckwell's explanation just fits one of my guesses, so I instinctively defaulted to true and false.Klein thought with a narrow pupil.
At this moment, he had a judgment in his mind:
There is really something wrong with that dice!
But he immediately thought of the teacher's advice, and thought that the dice was probably a very important seal in the school. Once German Sparrow was accurately informed, it might induce the other party's greed and make things develop in a worse direction!
The rumors that adventurers killed the mission client in order to obtain higher returns are not a thousand at sea, and they are almost the same. I don’t know German Sparrow, and I don’t know what kind of person he is, so I must be cautious and careful enough!
Moreover, the dice only turned to two points by itself. The situation was not the worst and most desperate, and there was still a chance to wait...Duckwell hesitated for a few seconds and finally made a decision, intending to avoid the key points first and only talk about the superficial phenomena.
He subconsciously avoided Germansparo's seemingly peaceful gaze and said:
That's right, my teacher and I belong to a secret organization and fled because of the traitors appearing inside.
They have mastered ways related to fate, and can make themselves lucky and their goals unlucky... I, I, maybe I have been cursed, so I was so unlucky that I was struck by lightning just now.
After the explanation was finished, he forcibly covered up his uneasiness and waited for German Sparrow to respond.
Will he not believe me?
He is a powerful and experienced adventurer who is very strong and experienced, it should be difficult to deceive... If he finds that I am lying, he will probably sink me directly into the sea...Duckwell stood there, anxious, just like a student called by the teacher to the lecture hall.
It's indeed the School of Life... Monster Path... Klein nodded thoughtfully:
I see.
If you try to exercise as little as possible, I will consider how to deal with bad luck.
Well...Duckwell was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that German Sparrow accepted the reason for his temporary knitting so easily.
He forced a smile and expressed his gratitude repeatedly, then returned to his own room, leaned against the door panel, and took out the ring box.
Bang!He opened the lid with a trembling palm, and found that the milky white dice had turned around strangely at some point and looked up at six o'clock.
This means I was lucky enough just now, so I successfully deceived German Sparrow?Duckwell thought suddenly.
The owl Mr. Harry fell down again, but did not choose the fat pharmacist's shoulder, as if he was still scared of what had been almost hit before.
It stood on the wooden table, with round eyes looking ahead and said:
Duckwell, you're nervous.
You don't need to tell me this.Duckwell said angrily.
The owl spread its wings and said:
OK, then I'll say it another way.
I think I have to consider changing the owner.
Germansparo seems to be a good choice.
...What about me?Duckwell asked in shock, forgot to get angry for a moment.
Mr. Harry, the Owl, tickled twice:
Haven't you noticed your inner worries and fears?You even suspect that you may not see the sun tomorrow, and that weird dice is really too dangerous!
If I were you, I would throw it directly out the window and into the sea, and let your teacher salvage it by himself.
...How do you know my teacher's teacher?Duckwell blurted out.
Mr. Harry raised his head proudly:
Don't doubt the vision of an owl.
Duckwell was already thinking and didn't care about its answer:
No, that won't work. Throwing dice into the sea won't solve all problems.
According to the old man's previous statement, even if it is buried in the sea, it can still allow the big guys to pick it up in a few days, and it will be really lost. Silly bird, you don't have enough knowledge of mysticism and don't understand that these important seals are like the most popular prostitutes in the Red Theater, which can always attract those hungry men.
Including you.Harry, the Owl, responded calmly, as for the lack of common sense in mysticism, I think there is a famous saying that if a child does not receive a good education, it is the fault of his father.This sentence can also be used to describe the problem between the pet and the owner.OK, Duckwell, no matter what, I think you have to talk to German Sparrow about the dice, or it will be even more dangerous next.
I'll look again, maybe it will be fixed at six... Duckwell said hesitantly.
He sat down to the edge of the bed and lay down.
At this time, a storm that was raging gradually subsided, the sky began to clear up, and the passenger ship blew the whistle of setting sail.
In the first-class living room, Klein looked out the window and the hazy rainbow that appeared after the rain, and his heart was not as calm as it appeared.
He was not afraid of a simple enemy. On the sea, except for the Four Kings and the Official Demigods, except for the pirate generals in the form of fleets, it is difficult for him to threaten him with squirming hunger and several magical items. Even if the ship is sunk and falls into the sea, he can find a way to escape with many talismans in the realm of the Sea God.
But luck is really difficult to grasp, it is not within his ability, and he can't even think of a way to deal with it.
Although my title is the King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck, it was changed from that fortune-telling ceremony, and the function of that fortune-telling ceremony is obviously not to let people get rid of bad luck...Duckwell's affairs are a bit difficult, so I can only work harder and pay close attention to his situation. Once a bad thing that will cause death occurs, rescue it immediately... I hope that I can survive these few days and stand on Olavi Island. The elders of the fat pharmacist should have a way to make him fortune... Klein rubbed his forehead, and there was nothing unusual.
…………
Duckwell fell into a dream without knowing it last night.
After a while, his stomach told him that it was time to get up for lunch.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but he seemed to be pressing on an invisible person, making it difficult for him to move.
He felt his back of his head swelling and a little tingling, and he felt that his breathing was starting to become difficult, and his heart was beating beyond the normal frequency.
No, I won’t die suddenly in my dream…Duckwell struggled hard, but he couldn’t wake up, and he became more and more powerless.
At this moment, his mouth was pecked open by sharp things, and cold liquid poured in, and wet his chin and neck along the lines of his face.
Darkwell's body relaxed, and his eyes finally opened. He saw two round eyes as bright as gold as close as if they could touch his head.
Raising an extraordinary pet is still useful...Duckwell was moved first, then quickly sat up and took out the ring box.
At this time, the dice inside turned to the other side.
1 o'clock!
Too bad luck to death almost suddenly in a dream?
No, it doesn’t feel that simple. It seems to amplify certain probability, such as the probability of sudden death in a dream, the probability of being struck by lightning... No, no, if this continues, I will definitely die!
Duckwell thought in extraordinary fear.
Fear quickly defeated him, driving him to rush to the door with the ring box in his hand.
Perhaps due to the influence of almost sudden death, he didn't have much strength to hold the handle and it was difficult to twist it.
Help Ah!Help Ah!Mr. Harry, the Owl, screamed.
Bang!
The door was opened and hit Duckwell's head. If Klein hadn't deliberately controlled the power, the fat pharmacist might have had his head ruptured and blood flowed.
Not caring about rubbing the bruises on his forehead, Duckwell said in a panic:
It's it, it's it!
It was this dice that made me unlucky!
It's 1 o'clock now, and I will fail whatever I do!
He had already figured out the whole thing and told German Sparrow about it, hoping that this powerful adventurer would give effective advice.
As for the possibility of the other party killing people due to greed, he did not rule it out. He just thought that among the two harmful things, if he wanted to make a choice, he would choose a relatively less bad one.
Tell German Sparrow may die, but if you don’t tell, you will die. How to choose is not a question that needs to be considered.
If the dice is lost, it will be lost. My life is even more important!Duckwell thought with confidence.
Then he saw German Sparrow smile politely:
Thank you for your humor.
This joke is pretty good.
...This is not a joke...Duckwell looked down at the ring box, and saw that the bright red point as red as blood did not change at all.
Could it be that even persuasion with enough reason will fail... the fat pharmacist suddenly became desperate.
real!What he said was the truth!The owl Harry flapped his wings beside him.
Darkwell, who had hope again, heard German Sparrow say in a low voice:
Then why not throw it into the sea?
After saying that, Klein politely closed the door and walked back to the living room.
This guy must have hidden secrets and can't be fooled by him with crappy reasons... Klein sat in the chair, waiting for Duckwell to tell a more specific and detailed situation.
Duckwell sat down again in frustration, not daring to move, fearing failure.
He didn't notice that the dice changed its upward surface again, this time it was 3 o'clock.
Before lunch, Klein entered the bathroom and took his stomach empty.
After washing his hands, he entered the grey fog and prepared to browse the accumulated prayers of the Sea God believers.
He had just sat down to the high-back chair belonging to the Fool, and suddenly recalled many details in his mind, and his eyes widened.
How could I believe such an unbearable remark...
How could I think that dice is a lame reason.
Just two times, it was like being blinded by lard. No, it wasn't like that. Duckwell's explanation just fits one of my guesses, so I instinctively defaulted to true and false.Klein thought with a narrow pupil.
At this moment, he had a judgment in his mind:
There is really something wrong with that dice!
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