Mystery: Undead don't die from passing fire

Chapter 105 So It Was You, The Dog

The city of generosity, Bayam.

After the Youlan Avenger landed at the port, Argel took the embers around the city a few times.

After getting rid of imaginary stalkers and watchers, he finally arrived at a house with embers and rang the doorbell.

This is the residence of the craftsman Alger found for Ember.

"Ding bell~!"

Not long after the bell rang, the door of the house was opened.

A thin, middle-aged man with flaxen hair and tanned skin showed his figure from behind the door, and he glanced at Alger in surprise.

"Alger, why is it you?"

"Go in and talk."

Alger nodded slightly at him.

"it is good."

The 'craftsman' shrugged, obviously trusting Alger very much, he moved sideways to let the two of them in without any doubt.

"introduce."

Argel pointed to the two of them respectively, and introduced them one by one, "This is Scharf, a skilled craftsman, I think he should be able to meet your needs. This is Ash, he hopes to entrust you to help build two A magical item."

"no problem."

Shalf said boldly, "Just give the money. Also, remember to explain your requirements for the magical item before making it, otherwise you will not be responsible after it is done."

"Help me change my appearance."

Ember thought for a while, and took out an iron-black metal glove from nowhere.

"can."

Sharf glanced at it, his expression moved slightly, but he still nodded slightly.

However, before he finished speaking, Ember took out several other magical items——

An unremarkable tin pocket watch, a rather crude four-leaf clover amulet, and a huge pistol that seemed crudely made.

"..."

Sharf was silent for a long time suddenly, and asked, "Is there any more?"

"No, just these four."

Ember shook her head and asked, "How long will it take to transform them?"

"It could take a long time."

Sharf hesitated for a long time, and said with a slightly apprehensive expression, "Also, it costs 1000 pounds."

Ember was not surprised by this, and counted out twenty ten-pound notes and handed them over.

After all, Alger reminded him before coming here that the craftsman's production fee is charged.

Shalf took the money silently.

He didn't even intend to greet Alger, but just stared at him silently.

This look made Alger feel a little strange, but he didn't think much about it.

Just say hello and get ready to leave.

But at the moment the two had just left the door, Sharf suddenly stopped them.

"Alger."

Shalf took a deep look at Alger's back, and suddenly said, "The magical item you asked me to make for you last time is ready, follow me."

"Wait a mininute."

Alger looked at Sharf with some doubts.

But he didn't say much, he apologized to Ember, and then followed him to the inner room.

"Who the hell is he?!"

Sharf closed the bedroom door and asked in a deep voice.

Alger frowned slightly, and said without the slightest hesitation, "He is my friend, he is absolutely reliable, is there any problem?"

"The problem is big!"

Hearing that Alger said it was reliable, Sharf smiled wryly, "Do you know the origin of his magical items?"

Alger pondered for two seconds, but he didn't hide it. He just said succinctly, "He has some conflicts with MI[-] of the Loen Kingdom. These are the spoils he got from the Extraordinary of MI[-]."

As he said that, Alger raised his eyebrows, and asked back, "Could it be that you're scared?"

"Correct."

Sharf nodded without hesitation, which surprised Alger a little.

"You know."

Sharf seemed very nervous, and managed to organize his thoughts, but the words he said were still a little confused, "I am a craftsman, and the previous sequence is an appraiser. I can quickly determine the ability and grade of magical items."

"Two of his four magical items are at the level of Sequence 5."

"One is that glove, and one is that clover."

"I know."

Alger nodded unsurprisingly, but this only made him more confused, "Is there any problem?"

He already knew that embers could kill a Sequence 5 Extraordinary.

It's not surprising that there are magical items in the tier 5 sequence.

As a craftsman, Sharf lacks the ability to protect himself, even though he is a 'generalist'.

But at any rate, he is also a Sequence 6 'mechanical expert', and has also produced many Sequence 5 level mystical items.

What's more, he was not interested in the Loen Kingdom itself, otherwise he would not have stayed in the overseas colonies.

These two things alone should not be enough to make him panic like this.

Sharf smiled wryly, "The problem is that the remaining two magical items are at the level of Sequence 4!"

"Sequence 4, demigod?!"

Alger's expression froze, and he finally came to his senses.

"That's why I asked you whether he is reliable."

Sharf looked distressed, and said helplessly, "If it is unreliable, both of us will die."

"rest assured."

Alger quickly adjusted, and said in a deep voice, "I still say that, he is absolutely reliable. But,"

Alger gave him a deep look, "The premise is that you don't try to make some small moves."

Sequence 4 magical items can only be controlled by demigods who are also Sequence 4.

It can be said that it is a coincidence that Ember has a magical item at the level of Sequence 4. If there are two, it can only be that he once killed a Sequence 4 Extraordinary!
And if he guessed right, this should be the most recent thing——

That is, the period from when he appeared at sea to when he met him.

And no matter which side it is for, Extraordinary beings above demigod are the absolute top pillars.

The death of any demigod will hurt one side.

And once the news leaks out, Ember may be hunted down to death by this force.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Sharf asked with a wry smile.

Not to mention that he should have kept secrets for customers, and he couldn't afford the price of leaking the secrets alone.

"Do well."

Alger patted Sharf on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"and many more!"

Seeing that Alger was about to leave, Sharf suddenly grabbed him and handed it to him like a coin, "This is the magical item you ordered last time, the Whip of the Spirit. It was originally going to sell for 4000 pounds. I'll call you seven." 3000% off, [-] pounds as a sincerity, thank you."

"Where are you robbing?!"

Alger's face turned dark immediately.

"Do you want it?"

Sharf asked back.

"I'll give you the rest of the money next time."

Alger took a deep breath, took out [-] pounds from his pocket and stuffed it to the other party, gritted his teeth.

"no need."

Sharf's face darkened when he saw that the other party couldn't come up with the money, and he said angrily, "I'll treat you to drinks for the rest, but..."

Sharf warned, "Don't let your friend know about our conversation."

He didn't want to be missed by a demigod.

"Don't worry about me doing things?"

Alger asked back, which made Shalf a little embarrassed.

Alger wasn't embarrassed when he saw this, he just gave a cold snort and turned around to leave.

It seems to be expressing dissatisfaction with Sharf's suspicion.

But when the two walked out of the room, Alger's expression returned to normal at some point.

On the surface, there is nothing unusual.

"The things are here, let's go."

Alger raised the ring on his hand, and said with a smile to Ember at the door.

"You may not believe it when you say it."

Not far from Sharf's house, Argel touched the ring on his hand, the corner of his mouth raised, "Although this ring is not as useful as your ring, it is made of the combination of extraordinary characteristics of two different paths. , and its value is at least 4000 pounds!"

"And I only spent 2000 pounds, thanks to you."

"Oh?"

Ember was a little surprised, "Isn't this the magical item you ordered with him? What does it have to do with me?"

"He lied."

Alger shrugged, and said casually, "Two of your four mystical items are at the Sequence 5 level, and the other two are at the Sequence 4 level. So he took me into the room under the pretext that I have a reserved magical item, but in fact he The purpose is to inquire about your information from me."

"And this mystical item was sold to me at cost price by him."

The price of a magical item of level 7 of the normal sequence is around 2000 pounds.

Among them, 1600 pounds is the cost of Extraordinary characteristics, and 400 pounds is the production cost.

And if you buy two Sequence 7 level mystical items, the value is about 4000 pounds.

But if it is a mystical item composed of two extraordinary characteristics, its value will soar.

At least five thousand or even six thousand pounds can be sold!

Because magical items have side effects.

While using magical items, you will also suffer from their side effects.

To use two magical items, you have to suffer two side effects at the same time.

But if it is a mystical item composed of two different Extraordinary characteristics, it only needs to bear one side effect while having functions comparable to two mystical items.

It is precisely because of this that this kind of mystical item that is a mixture of different sequences of Extraordinary characteristics is of high value.

This ring can be regarded as Sharf's practice work.

Combining the extraordinary characteristics of a Sequence 7 and a Sequence 9.

If you look at it in terms of points, the value is at least 2700 pounds or more.

And when the two are combined, its value is at least 3500 pounds!
And due to the scarcity of handed down, the premium can even rise to 4000 pounds!
And now, Alger only spent 4000 pounds for a mystical item worth at least 2000 pounds!
It is worth the cost of Sharf's production of it, and it may not even be able to earn back the cost.

This situation can generally be described in two words——

Blood earned!
And it's not that Alger deliberately took advantage of Shalf, but the other party forced him to take advantage of him.

"I see."

After hearing Alger's explanation, Ember showed a dazed expression, but didn't express anything else.

As if this incident was just commonplace to him and not worthy of attention.

Although it is true.

"You really don't care?"

Alger's expression was slightly showing off, but his eyes were always observing Ember's expression.

Seeing that the other party's expression was still relaxed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the fact that Ember killed the demigod shocked him, it was impossible for him to hide it.

For one thing, Sharf held a high position in his heart, but not as high as Ember and Tarot Club.

It's not worth it for him to hide information from Ember for the sake of Sharf.

Secondly, Alger didn't dare to bet that Ember didn't hear their conversation!
After all, the number of mystical items possessed by the other party is beyond his imagination, and since he can kill demigods, he must be of a corresponding rank.

It's just a wall, and it's impossible to block the other party's prying eyes, even if Shalf makes arrangements.

Instead of hiding the conversation and causing a rift in their relationship, it would be better to come clean.

Now it seems that his choice is indeed correct.

"Will he run away?"

Ember suddenly asked.

"probably not."

Alger replied, and then hesitated, "But not necessarily, Scharf has always been timid. So it is unlikely that he would dare to escape with your magical item. But because he is not timid, it is also possible for him Run away because of fear."

"Here, do you want me to go back and stare at him?"

That's a total of four Extraordinary items, and those two Sequence 5 mystical items alone are worth tens of thousands of gold pounds!
Not to mention there are two magical items at the Sequence 4 level, the value of which cannot be measured by money at all.

If something really goes wrong, Alger will really die.

After all, he was the one who introduced Ember to him.

Alger didn't dare to gamble on Sharf's character at this time!

"Need not."

Ember said casually, "He can't run away."

"Too."

Alger showed a clear face.

Not to mention that this is the sea, even if the other party wants to run, where can he go?

Alger asked himself that if he compared speed, his Blue Avenger was definitely one of the best at sea.

He can let Sharf run first.

and--

Although there are only two of them, don't forget that Ember still has the ability to summon soul bodies.

Although the other party didn't say anything, there might be a soul guarding outside Sharf's mansion.

"What to say next."

Alger changed the subject, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Should we go to the hotel, or play in the city first?"

"anything fun?"

Ember asked with interest.

Alger shrugged and said frankly, "If you want to ask me, my answer is no different from that of ordinary pirates. To borrow the words of Emperor Roselle, there are three things that must be experienced in life, alcohol, women, and gambling. .”

"Then go to the casino."

Ember looked at his luck value of 99+, and suddenly said, "I'm pretty lucky, you can try it out."

"Row."

Alger smiled and said, "But you have to be careful, Emperor Roselle said that a small gamble can be fun and a big gamble can hurt your body. If we lose all our money, we can only sleep on the street at night."

"It's not a big problem."

Ember said firmly, "I only bet one pound."

"That's not impossible, but..."

Alger nodded slightly, but at the end he hesitated and said, "Can you take off your ring for now?"

"why?"

Ember asked in surprise.

"It's mainly because it's a little too conspicuous."

Alger spread his hands, and said helplessly, "It doesn't matter if you lose the money, but if you win the money, you may be in some trouble, and it's not easy to get out of the casino."

"also."

After a little thought, Ember nodded and agreed.

Anyway, he can wear these rings at any time with a single thought, and it doesn't hurt to take them off.

It was not taken down in the past, mainly because it was not necessary.

I thought about it.

Ember removed almost all of the rings, leaving only one gold ring in the shape of a coiled snake.

……

"The plan is going well."

Somewhere in Backlund, a slender figure stood in front of the window, looking at the blood moon outside the window.

The lady's body proportions are excellent, and she is dressed a little weirdly, but at the moment she seems to be frowning.

The pink cherry lips parted and closed slightly, as if they were whispering to themselves.

"They didn't have any doubts about me. Fate made everything just right."

"The moment I knew '0-08', it knew me."

"It woven me into the story, and coincidence made it all fall into place."

"The container where the true creation descended was destroyed, and I was successfully promoted to a sage of Sequence 2."

"The Evernight Goddess never showed up, but 'Servant of the Secret' Arianna is doing everything for her."

"They seem to have reached some kind of cooperation with the Aurora Society."

"Archbishop Anthony's rank is limited, and he doesn't even know where the favored one named Ash is."

"However, according to various traces, he seems to be at sea now."

"The Church of Evernight seems to want him to stay away from Backlund temporarily, but it probably doesn't want him to leave the Loen Kingdom's sphere of influence."

"So the most likely place for him to appear now should be in Sunyahai."

"Of course, this is just my guess."

"When he returns to Backlund, the Church of Evernight may arrange for me to have further contact with him."

"so."

The lady looked up at the blue and bright full moon in the sky, and said softly, "Are you satisfied?"

……

Bayam, in an ordinary residential building not far from the Governor's Mansion.

In the spacious basement, candles burned quietly, casting a dim yellow light around.

On the stone ladder leading to the ground, a shadow gradually elongated under the dim light.

Soon, a figure appeared in the basement.

He was wearing a tuxedo suit, a black trench coat, and his brown hair was combed back neatly.

His eyes are small, but bright and energetic, with a light beard around his mouth, he looks like a gentleman.

His name was Odell, Odell 'Silver Serpent'.

But at the moment.

The gentleman seemed a little nervous, looking at the middle-aged man with half of his body still shrouded in shadow under the dim light, his body trembled slightly.

"Help me find someone."

The middle-aged gentleman turned his head and said in a low voice.

"Of course no problem, Mr. Senor."

Odell lowered his head, concealed the surprise in his eyes, and said respectfully, "Who are you looking for? What are his characteristics?"

'Admiral of Blood' Senor wore an old three-cornered hat, with sunken eye sockets, and a frighteningly pale face, more like an evil spirit than a human being.

He raised his hand to wipe the two black beards on his lower lip, and said slowly,
"The characteristics are obvious. He will wear ten oddly shaped rings at all times."

"Looking for the man with ten rings?"

Odell was taken aback for a moment, with an extremely surprised expression on his face, and hesitantly said, "Then is the person you are looking for male or female?"

Senior glanced at Odell coldly, and his voice was clearly threatening, "This is not your business, you just need to find him and give me the information."

"Of course, of course!"

Odell nodded in agreement hastily, feeling terrified in his heart, hurriedly said respectfully, "Master Senior, Vivienne is still waiting for you at home, I wonder when you will be lucky enough to visit my humble house again?"

"Tonight, go away."

Senor sneered.

Odell bowed his head respectfully, and stepped back up the stone steps.

When Odell exited the basement, Senior turned his head to look at the altar covered with dried and mottled blood, and said with a more respectful attitude than when Odell faced him.

"Master Jax, do you have any other orders?"

"Can he be trusted?"

A cold voice came from the curtain hanging around the altar.

Then, the curtain seemed to have life force, the left and right sides rolled up, knotted itself smoothly, and fell to the center of the altar.

A slightly transparent figure appeared beside the altar at some point.

His complexion was brownish, the wrinkles on his face formed deep furrows, his white hair was as thin as autumn leaves, and he seemed to have lived for many, many years.

"Of course not, Lord Jax."

Senior didn't dare to raise his head, but said respectfully, "Odell is a despicable businessman, and the word 'credible' has never been associated with him. However, he does have an excellent ability in collecting intelligence. We now You can only cooperate with him."

"Who is Vivian?"

Jakes stared at Senior, his voice was cold and emotionless.

"Odell's mistress."

Senor hurriedly explained.

"It's all right to have fun, but don't delay fulfilling God's command."

"Yes, Lord Jax."

Jakes didn't look at him again, but just cast his eyes on the flames of the candles around the altar.

His eyes were humble, but there seemed to be a trace of doubt.

Today's god seems a little strange, and the feeling he feels is different from before.

But he actually received the oracle.

"Lord Jax."

Senor hesitated for two seconds, and said in a low voice, "May I ask, what is the complete content of the oracle?"

Jakes glanced at him and said calmly, "Find the envoy wearing ten rings, and let him try to find and collect 22 cards of blasphemy, especially the moon card."

Jakes hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Also, the mother card."

……

"Grass! He won again!"

"What the hell! Can this win?!"

"Follow him! Just follow him and I'll do it!"

"Yes, yes, my good brother lend me some money, I will win this wave!"

Hearing the noise of the surrounding crowd, Alger looked at the embers that were still calm and calm, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Before I came here, I just wanted to play a few games.

As a result, Ember insisted on playing with one gold pound until now, and won more than 1 gold pounds!

This is the real bonus!
Sitting next to him, he couldn't see how Ember managed to "get out of the way", as if he really just won by luck.

Does he still have a magical item that blesses luck?

but……

Alger glanced at the ashen face of the croupier, with a strange expression.

Inside Loen Kingdom, casinos are illegal.

But in the vast overseas colonies of the kingdom, it is not only legal, but also a pillar industry.

And Bayam is one of the best.

But casinos are something that everyone knows, and it has always been that you lose more than you win.

Those rich men who came here specially from Backlund and the coast of the Intersea would often lose only a pair of trousers to go back.

If you lose money, nothing happens.

But if you win money, the problem is much more complicated.

Although it is not enough to stop you in person, it will discredit the casino.

But as long as you leave the gate of the casino, what happens has nothing to do with the casino.

After all, this is a sea colony, and the most indispensable thing is pirates.

Even in Bayam, it is very reasonable to be robbed while walking on the street.

And the owner of this gold coin casino is a gang leader with a deep background, and has an inexplicable but vague connection with the big man in the Governor's Mansion.

You know what will happen after you walk out of the casino.

But as long as there is no evidence that the person who robbed you is related to the casino, it has nothing to do with the casino.

You can only admit to being unlucky.

of course.

No matter how strong the thugs of the casino are, it is impossible for them to be stronger than the demigods.

At most it was Sequence 6, and even Alger wouldn't be too flustered, let alone the Ember who could kill a demigod solo.

The only problem is.

This will get them into a lot of trouble and may waste a lot of time.

"But..."

Alger touched his chin.

Since Ember doesn't care, of course he won't persuade her either.

The right way is to follow Zhanguang to make money.

After all, he is not as lucky as Ember, if he came to the casino by himself.

That would only make him lose without even a pair of underpants.

"Let's go."

Ember suddenly got up and said casually.

Alger raised his eyebrows, put away the chips and followed Ember to leave, and exchanged the chips into gold pounds at the window.

In front of the large French windows on the second floor of the casino, a man with a bald head and a suit and leather shoes was looking at the two people who were exchanging chips at the window.

And behind him, the men in suits and leather shoes made a throat-cutting gesture and asked for instructions.

"Boss, shall we..."

"idiot."

The bald head glanced at his subordinates, and said angrily, "Tell the people below to let them go, and I can afford to pay ten thousand pounds."

In his casino, cheating is useless.

Only the genuine 'lucky ones' will win money from him.

And luck alone is not enough.

Because he has a magical item made of the extraordinary characteristics of the monster path sequence 5 winner in his hand, which can give the enemy bad luck.

He won't care if he wins hundreds of thousands of pounds.

But if the opponent wins too much by 'luck', don't blame him for using magical items as well.

And being able to resist the bad luck of his magical item, it means that the other party is at least a monster path Sequence 5 winner!
It is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior to rashly become an enemy of such a person for a mere [-] gold pounds.

not to mention.

The other party only won more than 1 gold pounds, which was enough to give him face.

He can't be shameless either.

"Yes, boss."

The subordinate hurriedly lowered his head to agree, but finally said tremblingly, "One more thing, 'Silver Coin Viper' Odell sent a commission to find a person wearing ten strange rings."

"Oh?"

The bald head moved slightly, with a surprised expression on his face, and asked, "You found this man? Do you know what he looks like?"

"I haven't found it yet..."

"Then you talk about it, we are doing legal business, don't do this kind of business, stab people in the back. Also, don't get involved with this kind of people in the future."

"……clear."

"But you have to keep looking, but don't tell Odell, understand?"

"Also, go find out who told Odell to find someone."

"clear."

The subordinate lowered his head, with a strange expression on his face.

If you ask him to find someone but don't tell Odell, isn't that just up for grabs?
and also.

Although Odell often gave some half-truths and half-false information, he was an information dealer after all.

Stabbing someone in the back, isn't that what you often do, Boss?

……

"No one came to ask for trouble?"

Alger, who was far away from the casino, looked back at the deserted street with a look of surprise.

"Not really."

Ember glanced at Alger, and said, "It's only [-] gold pounds. Someone who can afford such a big casino won't go to war for such a small amount of money."

"Just, that's all, Xiaoqian?"

Alger's expression twitched, but when he thought about Ember's strength, it might really be just a small amount of money to him.

Alger shook his head, although Ember had already shown enough strength.

But his concept has not been completely reversed, and he is not very used to it.

After all, he is just a Sequence 6——

Although the required Extraordinary materials have been obtained, the progress of his potion digestion is not so fast.

But okay.

Although he was unlucky, he made a small profit by betting with Ember this time.

so.

This wave is fine.

……

The next morning, in Sharf's mansion.

A knock on the door made Sharf tremble all over, finally he gritted his teeth and walked to the door and opened it.

"It's you."

Sharf, who was sweating profusely, opened the door and squeezed out a smile when he saw the two of them.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

Alger suddenly frowned and asked.

"..."

Sharf's expression froze, and he smiled wryly, "Do you think magical items are so easy to transform? Don't mention me, even if you worked hard all night, you would be the same as me."

"What about things?"

Alger shook his head and asked again.

"It's on the table."

Sharf, who hadn't slept all night, wiped his sweat, showed a tired expression, and pointed to the table in the living room.

Ember glanced at it.

The 'Concerto of Light and Shadow', which was originally a tin pocket watch, was changed into a gold watch.

The clover was made into a necklace, and the four-leaf clover inside was also covered so that people could not recognize the original shape.

The iron black glove had its palm removed and turned into a wristband.

And "Revere's Desperate Scream" has changed the most, from the original rough appearance with six thick barrels to an ordinary-looking revolver.

"what happened?"

Alger frowned, and asked, "Isn't this much changed?"

"Not enough time!"

Sharf immediately complained bitterly, "You only came to me yesterday, even if I worked overtime all night, I couldn't fix it so quickly, not to mention the level of these magical items is still so high! This is me, if you do It would be nice if someone else could fix one for you.”

Although Ember didn't ask too much, he just asked him to change his appearance slightly.

But these are magical items after all, even if they only change their appearance, a little carelessness may cause damage.

Coupled with the short time, Sharf can only make some changes in appearance——

For example, changing a pocket watch into a wristwatch, and changing a talisman into a necklace.

But even so, he had to be careful not to damage its core Extraordinary characteristics.

If he wants to completely change the shape, such as changing that watch directly into a necklace or a ring, he is not unable to do so.

But it's a lot of work and requires a lot of time, and one night is definitely not enough!

The other three items are fine, just need a little modification on the original basis.

So he spent most of last night revamping 'Revere's Scream of Despair'.

This changed the appearance of this magical item.

"Forget it, that's it."

Compared to Alger's dissatisfaction, Ember didn't care, waved his hands and said, "As long as people can't recognize the original appearance, that's fine."

Sharf couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Alger wasn't too worried. After all, we've known each other for so long, so we wouldn't do too much.

He was afraid that Ember would take his anger out on him.

And the anger of a demigod was something he couldn't bear.

"Let's go."

Ember walked to the table, clasped his palms in the air, and put all the four magical items into the soul space.

Sharf watched silently the whole time, until the two turned and left, disappearing at the end of the street.

And when the figures of the two disappeared completely.

Shalf's highly tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

When he finally regained his senses, he realized that his back was already completely wet with sweat!

Beads of sweat could not stop dripping from his forehead.

It looks tiring, but it's actually scary!
Because there was one more thing he didn't tell the two of them.

He did not sleep all night and was busy helping the other party transform the magical items.

But in fact, someone actually came to him on the way.

The other party is also an old acquaintance, please ask him to create many magical items.

The other party's question was also very simple, asking if he had seen a man wearing ten rings.

Because according to the other party's guess, those ten rings should all be magical items.

Some of them might have been made by Scharf.

Of course Sharf has seen it!
Right at his house.

But does he dare to say it?
dare not!

That's a demigod!
He dared not disclose information to the person who came to inquire, because he was afraid of being retaliated afterwards.

But he didn't dare to talk about this experience with Ember and the others, because he was afraid that the other party would kill people to silence them.

"He has a problem."

At the corner at the end of the street, Alger looked at Scharf's mansion, and said in a deep voice, "He didn't react so much when he saw us yesterday, but now he suddenly looks afraid of seeing us."

"Either he accidentally broke your stuff, or someone is asking him for our information."

The former is naturally impossible, all the mystical items are in Ember's hands.

He had already discovered what was wrong.

That high probability is the second possibility.

Alger hesitated, and said in a low voice, "He shouldn't dare to tell the truth, but just in case, should I..."

"no need."

Ember glanced at Alger, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether he tells the truth or not, he is far more than the only one who saw us coming. But this is indeed a trouble, let's leave as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Argel nodded, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Shalf has known him for a long time, and it is good to save his life.

However, Alger knew that Ember was afraid of trouble.

Coincidentally, he is also afraid of trouble——

After all, those people knew at a glance that they must be looking for Ember, and it was very likely that the demigod who was killed belonged to the faction, most likely it was the Loen royal family.

Ember can pat his butt and return to Backlund, but he still has to hang around in the sea.

So he also tends to take the initiative to avoid trouble, rather than wait for trouble to come to him.

However, plans often fail to keep up with changes.

Although Alger is familiar with Bayam, although they have tried their best to avoid crowded places, although they have tried their best to arrive at the port in the shortest time.

But when they came to the port, they found that the originally lively port was empty.

There was only one figure on the pier next to the Youlan Avenger, a bald man in a suit and leather shoes.

It seemed that he was tired from standing, and he was squatting on the ground in a very casual posture.

His legs were spread wide apart, his hands were resting on his thighs, and he was looking up at the two with his eyes squinted.

"The visitor is not good!"

Alger secretly raised his vigilance, and touched the ring on his hand without any trace.

That was the magical item he obtained from Sharf yesterday, the Spirit Whip.

"Be careful."

Alger whispered, "Do you still remember the gold coin casino yesterday? He is the owner of that casino."

He recognized the person in front of him, or he had met him once from a distance.

So I recognized the other party at the first time, and decided that the other party was not good.

But what puzzled him was.

Why is he the only one here?

As the owner of the gold coin casino, the opponent has a large number of thugs under his hands.

"do you know?"

The bald head watched the two approaching, and suddenly said leisurely, "This world is very interesting. For example, it has something called the Law of Extraordinary Characteristics Convergence."

"To put it simply, high-sequence items of the same pathway and similar pathways will intermittently and unconsciously attract mid- and low-sequence Beyonders to its vicinity, and tend to aggregate together."

"Low sequences don't know anything about this attraction, whereas high sequences can detect it."

"Now it seems that this law also applies to us outsiders."

"Of course it's not surprising, after all, you are hot."

"but."

The bald head paused for a moment, and suddenly showed a bright smile, "It seems that I was the first group of people who discovered you."

Alger had a strange expression.

When he first met, he thought this person should be a very serious person.

But why does his voice sound so, wretched?

Ember stared blankly at the familiar man in front of him, but the bald man waved his hands and said:

"Don't look at me like that, I won't kneel on the ground this time."

"Well...we've already put those little grievances behind us, haven't we?"

Ember didn't comment on the bald head's words, just nodded slightly, and then silently drew out the straight sword of Iluzier.But after thinking about it, he replaced the straight sword of Iluzier with the great sword of Astra.

"wait wait wait!"

The bald-headed expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "I didn't come to fight with you, at least not now. I have to wait for you and Ge..."

"Wait for what?"

Ember frowned slightly, although she still didn't put away her weapon, her movements stopped.

"Tsk."

The bald head clicked his tongue, "It seems that you were burned a little bit hard, and the amnesia is a bit severe."

"I do forget a lot of things."

Ember raised her big sword and pointed at the bald head, and said slowly, "But at least, I will never forget you in my life, Patch."

"Then I'm really honored."

With a bald head, or rather a strange expression on Patch's face, he said helplessly, "But anyway, I don't think I will have the chance to backstab you again in the future, and you don't have to be so hostile to me, right?"

Ember was still expressionless, just walking towards Patch step by step.

"Hey, hey! There's no need to make it like this, right?"

"No way, no way? We just met and you're going to kill me again? Again?"

"Don't you want to know what happened?"

Patch realized something was wrong, and his voice became more and more urgent.

And when Ember heard his last words, she stopped in her tracks and nodded slightly at him.

"continue."

(End of this chapter)