Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 84 Take Action
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"Is that you want to go to sea?"

Alger looked at the tall man who was cooking in front of him wearing an apron and pulling up his sleeves, and couldn't help but frowned. He felt that he couldn't see the slightest bit of academic atmosphere from him, and it didn't seem like he could afford this tough and plain dress. It looks like a high salary of more than five hundred pounds.

Richard brushed aside a tuft of fallen forehead hair, pushed his glasses by the way, and replied very kindly: "Yes, it's me."

"I'm going to do some research at sea. I need the help of a senior team proficient in various sea areas. The salary is good. Are you the pirate captain in the tavern who led the cooperation?"

The senior team... Alger felt a little funny about this term. As a "navigator" who had digested the potion, he definitely could bear the term.Although the search for the Sequence 6 potion entrusted by the Tarot Club has not yet been completed, but if it is found in the future, it will definitely cost a lot of money.

No, it should be said that money is needed in all aspects, no matter when and no matter what you do.This entrustment can just pass the time years ago, fooling his own sailors, Alger doesn't want to focus on performance and doesn't want to be the tail end of the crane, maintain an above-average grade, slowly figure it out in the church, and the promotion that doesn't attract anyone's attention is his purpose.

So he asked, "Where is your destination?"

Richard put down the spatula, handed the uncooked fried rice with eggs to another chef at hand, and answered Alger solemnly: "This is an investigation mission, and the instructor asked me to go to sea for investigation. My goal is Starting from the Port of Dilinius in the Rorsted Islands, sailing westward, passing through the violent sea between the southern continent and Intis, passing through the Gulf of Disi and Theros Island... Afterwards, I will explore the west of the Auradek Islands Farther seas."

If Klein was here and had a map of the world in hand, he would be surprised to find that the route chosen by Richard coincided with what Roselle wrote in his diary, that he and the four knights had sailed on the "Black Throne" Almost identical!If you cross the Oradek Islands and endure a long drift without land and direction, you will finally arrive at the mysterious primitive island with all kinds of extraordinary creatures!

And if you really continue to walk along this route, one day, you will get a glimpse of the legendary "Abyss".

Alger's pupils shrank.

This route seems to pass by his original island.

He is naturally aware of it, and he has no virtue in sharing.Qilingus is dead, and the original island densely populated with extraordinary creatures is his exclusive resource place, and no one else should know it.

"Don't just fry the rice." Richard turned to the other cooks and said, "Sprinkle some chopped ham and green vegetables into it."

"Hey, turn the fire down, whoever gets burnt will eat the crispy rice!"

The young chef who was pointed out by Richard blushed, but it was not anger, but embarrassment.He carefully stir-fried the fried rice, controlled the heat, sprinkled some chopped green vegetables and ham from time to time, his movements gradually changed from stiff and timid at the beginning to smooth and natural.

"Yes, yes, that's it, let's shake the pot again..."

Gradually, the fragrance came out, and Richard turned his head in satisfaction, looking at Alger who was still thinking: "What do you think?"

"...Before that, I want to ask about the salary first." Alger didn't answer, and his greed made him feel lucky. After all, not everyone can find that island, and this person's goal may not be primitive. islands.At that time, I will deliberately deviate from the route, circle around the original island a few times in a large area, and finally return without success.

"My salary is £600."

Alger frowned, and heard Richard say again: "If you complete the inspection mission, add another hundred. If you can return to the voyage smoothly, add another hundred."

Eight hundred pounds... Alger was a little tempted.

After all, he is very familiar with that route and can avoid most of the dangers. Maybe this voyage is as easy as a trip.

Seeing that the young man in front of him didn't even blink when he mentioned the salary of 800 pounds, Alger couldn't help but have some narrow thoughts, and made a deliberate embarrassment: "You don't even have a destination, and you count on us pirates to help you plan your route , this is very difficult. Maybe we will have to drift on the sea for more than a month, not to mention how dangerous it is to go to Oradek itself, from the Oradek Islands to the west is the unknown sea, you should be able to understand the dangers... prepay Six hundred is too little, and I am responsible for myself and my sailors."

Richard was not angry: "Then how much do you want?"

Alger, who doesn't blush when he tells lies, kills and runs away, basically doesn't consider long-term sustainable cooperation, and can confidently use some basic knowledge of occultism to deceive "justice" for a thousand pounds, throws out a number: "I have ten Crew. 1200 pounds. Prepay [-], and we will buy the supplies ourselves. If you are in danger, your safety is the highest priority."

After speaking, he stared closely at Richard, wanting to see his expression.

Richard also looked at him and shook his head: "Sorry, please go back."

"Hey, I'm very familiar with the violent sea, this price is definitely suitable, don't you think about it anymore?"

"Sorry, there is no reason for you to sit on the ground and raise the price." Richard repeated, "Please go back."

Alger consciously grasped the limit of the other party's budget, and did not leave, but secretly observed Richard's behavior by pretending to recalculate.Richard didn't drive him away either, and Garland De, who had heard their conversation clearly, came over and whispered to Richard.

"That kid is a Sequence 7, not a Sequence 6."

The gatekeeper with keen senses replied blankly: "Blue hair, navigator, he must be the ghost captain Alger Wilson. It is said that he is also related to the Church of the Storm. Even if he knows the sea route, the reputation is not worth the price, chief , I'd better contact Her Majesty the Queen for you."

"If I borrow Ludwell and the Black Tulip, even if Shia asks me to give a discount in the next batch of weapon orders, the discount will only be around 800 pounds. [-] is my limit, he is indeed too expensive."

Richard thought for a while, then turned to look at Alger: "You said you are very familiar with the violent sea, can I hire you as a guide for money? 200 pounds."

Alger hesitated for two seconds, then shook his head firmly: "No. I only believe in myself."

"What if I promise that the other party will never hurt you?"

"Not the question." is the question I don't want you to discover the pristine island.Alger shook his head again, deciding that it was impossible to make any more money.But he really wanted to get this simple and well-paid task, so he showed a very embarrassed expression for the second time, sighed, pretended to be a little irritable and said, "If you really can't come up with more In terms of money... six hundred is six hundred, I will try my best to let you come back alive, of course, I will discuss it with my crew, and I will be responsible for them."

Richard felt a little amused.He completely saw through Captain Ghost's little thoughts, but he pretended not to know, and readily agreed: "Okay."

"Thank you for your understanding. Sorry, forgot to ask your name."

Alger looked around: "If you are currently living in this orphanage, then I will come here to find you after I make a decision."

"My name is Hestin Ernst."

Richard took out his fake identity certificate that he had only used for 20 years, which clearly stated that his nationality was Intis—this also made Alger look at the other party, who was obviously partial to Feysac, for a while in great confusion. face and height.Richard didn't explain, and Alger returned his ID card, also reported his name, and left his contact information.He looked around and suddenly had a strange association.

"Your surname is Ernst?" Alger asked incredulously, "You belong to the family that runs the Ernst Foundation...?"

"Ah, yes, I am the current administrator."

Alger looked at him holding the spatula, the apron and the dusty clothes on him, he was silent for a while, and suddenly became irritable again.

He walked back and forth a few times, his body movements and expressions clearly told the two people opposite him that he was really upset now.

After about half a minute, Alger calmed down and made a plan. His dark blue eyebrows were twisted into a ball on his weather-beaten face, and his expression was a little annoyed: "...Okay, Mr. I apologize for the matter of raising prices from the ground, but you should also know that those of us who make a living at sea will not be reasonable."

Richard understood something and smiled: "Okay."

"I'm very... Tsk, I've heard a little about your foundation's charity work, so there's no need to discuss it, and the reward will be as you said."

"People like you shouldn't come to these chaotic and dangerous places at all. Well, I will try my best to send you back safely."

"I also appreciate your consideration for me." Richard smiled from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you, let's go as soon as possible, Mr. Wilson."

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City of Silver, Berg's house.

Derrick woke up, with the reflection of lightning that illuminated everything in his eyes.He looked around, not feeling that he was being watched.

However, the experienced and seasoned Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s accurate reasoning and calm and confident attitude towards the previous incidents made Derrick believe that his guess must be correct, and that there must be someone or a few people with special abilities at this moment. Extraordinary people are secretly peeping at themselves.

Derrick turned over and got out of bed, moving his body habitually.

During this process, some analysis and suggestions of "The Hanged Man" quickly emerged in his mind: "Up to now, no one has found you, and you haven't been locked in a dungeon, which means that your 'chief' and The rest of the elders of the "Six-member Council" are more inclined to observe, hoping to find a way to get the entire Silver City out of the abandoned land from the first living person Amon met in more than 2000 years.

"So, on the premise that you haven't done anything too outrageous, they will definitely not alert you rashly, lest Amon discover the abnormality."

"In this way, their monitoring will definitely not be too close. There is a high probability that they will not find that you have coughed up the 'Worm of Time'. Their subsequent reactions also indirectly prove this point."

"Similarly, they should only be able to observe what ceremony you are performing, but they can't figure out who you are praying to. You can complete the ceremony of requesting grants openly, and then push it all to Amon. Of course, you must pretend Be careful enough, be careful enough, and be prepared to accept different sequences of Extraordinary examinations such as 'psychoanalyst' after everything is over. In this matter, you can ask Mister Fool for help..."

According to the suggestion of "The Hanged Man", Derrick walked around the table twice, carefully closed the window, lit the candles, and arranged the ceremony of requesting bestowals.

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Above the gray mist, inside the majestic ancient palace.

Klein was idly looking at the stone pillars supporting the dome. At this moment, the crimson star corresponding to the "sun" shone brightly, and ripples quickly spread out, forming an illusory and mysterious door, and the entire gray fog On top of it, a little power was pried, flowing like water.

Hearing the layers of prayers, Klein lowered his head and looked at the "all-black eye" in front of him.

"I hope that little 'Sun' won't lose it, otherwise Mister 'World' will have to sacrifice heroically..."

Amidst his emotions, Klein spread his spirituality, driving the power of the flowing gray fog to rush towards the illusory door, stabilizing the transmission channel.

Immediately afterwards, he put the "All-Black Eye" into an iron box, threw it into the crack of the mysterious door, and said casually:
"Do not touch the contents directly."

After doing all this, he didn't stay too long, because he knew that the little "sun" didn't find an opportunity to act so quickly, and he didn't know when Miss "Magician" would finish transcribing two chapters of "Experience in the Spiritual World".

Klein's figure suddenly disappeared above the gray mist.

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15 Minsk Street, outside the window of Klein's residence, a crow stood on a tree, watching Klein's movements.

He doesn't wear his signature little hat, but the white circles over his eyes identify him.At around three o'clock, he saw Klein return to his living room in a relaxed manner, sat on a soft recliner, and then closed his eyes, as if he had entered a noon nap.

It's a little strange to take a nap at this point, but it's not suspicious.However, immediately afterwards, he felt a wave that was very secretive to other pathways, and he couldn't find it if he didn't pay attention to the feeling, but it was very obvious to the high-sequence fluctuations of "Thief", "Seer" and "Apprentice".

Although he has been isolated from other avatars and the main body for more than 100 years, Amon's existing memory still instantly explained the source of the wonderful fluctuations that made his spirituality rejoice.

It is source quality.

It's Origin Castle!
This ordinary person, no, is this magician actually connected to Origin Castle?And unlike Medici, even with the help of his father, he still couldn't tame the "City of Disaster" immediately, so that he was reversely polluted by the opponent, stalemate, and finally died because of it... This magician actually got along with Origin Castle has a stable and safe connection with mysticism, and there is no sign of contamination at all!Could it be that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun at the top of his path came to the earth?No, no, if that's the case, the Outer God has already confirmed it, and there is no need for him to inquire...

Could it be that the magician is controlling Origin Castle?This is simply unbelievable, he can't do it without personality, without power.

The biggest possibility is that someone has mastered Origin Castle. No, this is almost impossible under the premise that the imprint of the Celestial Lord exists. It should be said that someone can leverage the power of Origin Castle. This person is called Klein Moretti He is one of the people chosen by Him, there must be something special about him... Amon thought in a daze, and then saw Klein gradually waking up, stretched himself, and then came to the window to open the window To breathe, he quickly moved behind the leaves, hiding in the blind corner of his vision and continuing to observe.

Who would it be on there, a new face or an old acquaintance?
About an hour later, Amon saw Klein go out, as if he was going to buy ingredients for dinner.So he felt that it was pointless to observe further, so he flapped his wings and flew in the direction of the Jowood area.

TBC
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Hey, hahahahaha, here comes the update!
The thesis matter was settled, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.But the progress on the starting point is too fast... Now some of the readers who were shunted away by the old Ford should come here.

(End of this chapter)