Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 424 Dividing the spoils

In a basement with no windows.

Alger Wilson was sitting on the short bed, half leaning against the wall, his eyes squinted, as if he had fallen asleep.

But various thoughts flashed through his mind from time to time.

Has "Steel" Maiviti gone to the contact point he provided for "Flame" Daniz?

Will there be any problems with the operation?

Should you continue to wait, or should you wait for an opportunity to escape?

He does not doubt the strength of Miss "Queen", but the battle between extraordinary people cannot be determined by just looking at the potion sequence and magical items. Any accident may happen, not to mention that the battle will take place in Bayam. This This is an important city where the Church of Storms and the "Punisher" are stationed. In less than ten minutes, the nearest church will respond and catch all the pirates who dare to cause trouble under their noses.

Feeling a little anxious inside, he stood up from the bedside, walked to the stone door of the basement entrance, and listened with bated breath to the sounds outside.

"The gatekeeper has fallen asleep. When I came in, I saw three or four armed thugs. They were not difficult to deal with. Old Quinn probably won't join the action... They can all be eliminated in half a minute. How about... …”

Alger's hand went to his pocket.

In order to express his goodwill, Old Quinn did not let anyone take away his weapons. Naturally, he believed that a "ghost ship captain" with only dozens of people under his command could not cause any trouble, and he behaved like a greedy pirate who was greedy for bounties. , minimizing the threat in appearance.

But as long as a "sleeping" charm is pushed out of the door, within half a minute...

At this moment, Alger's vision blurred, and the diffuse gray fog enveloped him.

Deep under the "Fool" who was sitting on a high-backed chair looking down at everything, a blond woman lowered her head and prayed:

"Dear Mr. Fool, the operation ended successfully."

Is this the end?

Alger froze in place, and did not move for a long time until the gray fog dissipated.

Although there were no windows in the basement, he didn't know if it was already dawn, but he knew from his own feelings that he had been locked up here for less than six hours, and at most it was at dawn when the sun was rising.

In this short period of time, "Steel" Maiviti, his several well-matched subordinates, and nearly ten zombie puppets were killed like this?

Instinctively, he didn't believe it, but Alger still felt uncontrollable surprise, excitement and trembling in his heart.

For the "share" he is about to receive, for the Tarot Club to have such a powerful "teammate", and for the instinct to fear the strong.

He no longer hesitated and took out a silver charm provided by the "Queen". After gently chanting the opening spell "Crimson", he immediately pushed it out of the basement through the crack in the door.

There was a small explosion outside the door, followed by the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

Alger's body muscles swelled to their maximum, stretching his coat tight, and then punched the stone door.

The solid stone door was crumbling under this "wrathful blow".

"boom--"

Another punch, and the door fell to the ground along with the door frame. The guard who was dozing outside had lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground. The two thugs far away from him were also defeated by the sudden sleepiness and leaned softly on their chairs. superior.

Just as he expected, half a minute later, all the thugs in the room fell into his hands, including old Quinn, the intelligence officer who often hung out in Bayam's bars.

In order to avoid leaking his own information, Alger checked one by one, stabbed the thugs who were not dead, and then quickly left the stronghold of "Steel" Maiviti.

After leaving the alley, he realized that it was already dawn, and residents around him had heard the sound of fighting. Maybe the patrol would arrive soon.

But he is not worried that the police will report the matter to the church. Attacks between pirates occur almost every day in the Bayam underground world, resulting in numerous casualties. Both the official extraordinary people and the military are happy to see similar incidents occur.

With a smile on his face, Alger, who had spent most of the night in the basement, was in high spirits and not sleepy at all. He came to a secret residence with wind at his feet, pushed open the unlocked door, and was immediately moved into the room. Shocked by everything inside.

A dark-skinned corpse lay in the middle of the room, with all hair missing. There was a large black hole in the chest where the flesh and blood had almost melted, leaving a circular circle of dust around it as if it had been blown by a swirling wind.

His face was covered with a piece of yellowed paper, with "Iron" McVitie's portrait and the amount of the reward drawn on it.

"6000 pounds."

Alger muttered silently and looked at the other corpse in the corner. He quickly identified the short man who had lost his right hand and was killed on the spot with a knife through the heart. He was the sixth captain of the "Blood Admiral" who had fought with him a month ago. "Bloody Thorn" Huntley who lost his ship in the battle of "Vice Admiral Dusk".

"Plus 3800 pounds..."

The scars on the two people's bodies were clearly caused by different extraordinary people, which made Alger, the "Hanged Man" who was originally a little scared, feel relieved, but he immediately thought of the two scars made by Miss "Queen" through the craftsman he introduced. A magical item, but also felt that the damage might really be caused by one enemy with many, and I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

He made up his mind, and after getting the magic potion formula of "Wind Blessed One", he immediately prepared the materials to complete his promotion.

While thinking, he had already dragged the two corpses together, found a piece of coarse cloth to cover them, and then his informant took the corpses to Bayam's garrison to collect the reward.

Because no pirate with a bounty on his head would be stupid enough to take other people's corpses to collect the bounty, this behavior of "collecting" the bounty on his behalf is allowed by major countries. This will stimulate pirates to attack and kill each other, and help them Save a lot of trouble.

Of course, some small handling fees are required. According to his experience, he can usually get about 90% of the bounty.

About 8800 pounds... I'll take 1800%, which is about 1000 pounds, which is almost equal to the main material of a "Wind Blessed One"... He calculated with some joy, and suddenly remembered "Steel" Maiviti and several others. The total of his subordinates should be more than pounds, but why are their bodies not seen here?

After praying to Mr. Fool in confusion, Alger said softly:

"Great Mr. Fool, please tell Miss Queen that she will be able to get her bounty at the next Tarot meeting... Also, may I ask if other pirates traveling with 'Steel' are still on the run? Do I deal with it?”

Of course, this kind of treatment is reported to the church. The reward you can get will be much smaller, but it is safe and convenient... Without the backbone, these pirates will only become the merits of the "punishers"... He chuckled secretly , happily counting the bounties from Squall and others into his own profits.

But in less than five minutes, before Alger could even leave the secret stronghold, Miss "Queen"'s reply appeared in front of him again.

"They are already dead, but the bounty was too low, so I didn't bring them back."

what?

Alger looked at the gray fog disappearing in front of him, his mouth wide open, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment.

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At the same time, "Fire Flame" Daniz also opened his mouth, looking at a diamond-shaped crystal that was constantly changing red, green, and blue in front of him, as well as the peacock blue carpet rolled into a long strip, and fell into difficulty in making a choice.

As a reward for providing him with information, acting as bait, and actually attracting the "Steel" group, Daniz was informed before the operation that he would receive a small portion of the proceeds of the operation. This was also his punishment for going into battle despite being injured and monitoring. Or even obediently handed over the magical item "Shadow Cloak".

At this time, he had to choose between a "Wizard" with extraordinary properties that could be sold for more than 1500 pounds, and a "Flying Carpet" of uncertain value, but at least capable of carrying people.

The extraordinary characteristics can be sold, and a few hundred pounds can be spent to make a truly magical item... The various abilities of "Blood Thorn" may be reflected in this item, which will greatly improve my strength; and "Flying Thorns" "Blank" seems to only be able to levitate and fly, so it is of little use... No, being able to fly is the biggest advantage at sea. At least you don't have to worry about how to escape after the ship sinks, and the captain will be very interested...

He stretched out his uninjured right hand and wavered back and forth between extraordinary characteristics and magical items, showing his inner confusion.

squeak-

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Angel, who had put on a light skirt, came out. Seeing Daniz's "I want them all" expression on his face, he couldn't help but chuckle:

"You haven't chosen yet?"

Attracted by her sweet voice like a nightingale, Daniz looked away from his reward and glanced over there. His pupils shrank slightly, between "continue admiring the beauty" and "this person stabbed the extraordinary person in front of him with one knife." "Characteristics" quickly made the right choice and withdrew his gaze.

"I choose...this flying carpet."

He gritted his teeth and said, picking up the peacock blue carpet and placing it beside him, never looking at the "wizard" attribute again.

"The right choice."

It was not Angel who said this, but Klein who opened the bathroom door and walked out. He shook the water drops on his hands and continued with an indifferent expression:

"The flying carpet is worth at least £2500."

real? Then you take the initiative to let me choose. Isn’t this a loss?

Daniz couldn't believe it, but then he felt that such a ruthless adventurer who cherished his words like gold would not lie, and he might have really gotten a bargain.

They asked me to challenge myself for the prize, but they put in the options of 1500 pounds and 2500 pounds. Is this considered a reward for my "right choice"?

He thought about it, and suddenly felt that these adventurers were not so bad. At least the benefits of working with them were obvious.

But why did this guy Hermann go into the bathroom twice in less than an hour? It couldn't be because...

Holding back the smile at the corner of his mouth, Daniz glanced at Angelica, whom he could hardly dare to look directly at. The impulse caused by the potion in his heart made him want to blurt out a few words, but he quickly remembered that Gehrman was "squirming". The owner of "Hungry" once again made the right choice, saving his life and the flying carpet he just got.

"Ahem, I'm leaving first. I'll go to several newspaper offices in Bayam later and write down the information about 'Fire' killing 'Iron' Maiviti and others on paper and throw it in. This is what we agreed before. , as a warning to my captain...Of course, I will mention that I have two powerful helpers, two top adventurers."

While mumbling, Daniz stood up from the sofa, hugged his flying carpet tightly, and walked towards the door.

"Just write him, don't let my name appear."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Angel immediately reminded him.

Daniz was stunned for a moment before he understood what the other party meant. There was a bounty on "Angelica" within the Church of Storms. If she appeared in Bayam again, she would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Okay, then there will only be the veteran bounty hunter, powerful and ruthless adventurer, Gehrman Sparrow."

After finally being unable to resist releasing his provocative impulse, Daniz quickly opened the door and left the hotel suite before the two of them could react.

Hearing the sound of panicked footsteps outside the door, Angel and Klein looked at each other and smiled.

In the face of the huge gains from this operation, Daniz's little thoughts were no longer in the eyes of the two of them.

"So……"

As soon as Angel opened his mouth, the red carpet under their feet became as red as blood, and the surrounding beige walls, fabric sofas, and even the blue sky outside the window became extremely bright, like an oil painting.

A figure emerged from the void and stepped into the living room of the suite. He was of medium build, with bronze skin. He was wearing a bright Intis-style vest and a long tuxedo. He was Klein's mentor and the two's "forgotten friend." , Azik Eggers.

　There are more than 7000 words today, so it’s an extra update...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)