Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 495 Different paths lead to the same destination

The two of them were just at opposite ends of the living room, you looked at me, I looked at you, and neither of them spoke.

"Ahem, I, I need to go out," Klein finally couldn't stand the dull atmosphere in the room and spoke first, but the content made Angel raise his eyebrows, "A bounty should have arrived, I'll go take a look. "

I thought he was going to take the initiative to apologize, but actually... Angel's face darkened, but he was a little curious, and he was silent for a moment and asked:

"What bounty?"

"I met the walking gold pound in the bar last week, um, I mean, the relatively high-value pirate, 'Blarktongue' Mishor King, 'Lieutenant Admiral of Disease' Tracy's third mate, The man who kidnapped me last time dressed as Elaine, he was worth 5400 pounds, but by chance he walked in front of me."

Is it now possible to shoot pirates casually on the street?

Angel was surprised at first, and then suddenly realized that it was no wonder that "The World" had just sold the psychiatrist's extraordinary characteristics. It turned out that it had herded other pirates to replace this soul.

But no matter what, the impact of killing pirates directly in a bar is not very good. The last time we solved "Iron" Maiviti, it was on a remote street in the early morning...

She thought and asked:

Suddenly jumping up from the bed, Angel discovered that the headless messenger lady Reinette Tinichole was floating in the air in the bedroom. What she saw just now was just a head on the other party's hand.

"I still have a lot of money here. If you are short of money, you can..." Angel subconsciously asked for help, but at the end he forcibly changed his words, "...you can think of a way on your own."

"please say."

Klein did not hide anything and told Angel that he had entrusted "Moon" Emlyn to purchase magical items to resolve the contamination of the Mir Puppet Master's extraordinary characteristics.

"I'm going to buy a magical item worth 7000 pounds recently to solve the last problem before my promotion."

But due to lack of communication, Klein had to temporarily hunt pirates to save money... She rushed back to the bedroom in frustration, threw herself on the bed, and covered her head with a pillow.

Angel murmured to himself, wandering back and forth in the living room unconsciously.

Although the help is based on payment...

A cold breeze and a spiritual reminder woke up Angel, who was lying on the bed and taking a nap. She opened her eyes, turned on her spiritual vision, and suddenly found a female face with long blond hair and scarlet eyes appearing in front of her.

Although I paid a high premium in Bayam a few days ago and got 3500 gold coins, which were also given to the two messengers who helped a lot in hunting the "Gazeer", but counting the fact that the Hanged Man had just made a sacrifice to Of her 1000 pounds, Angel's cash on hand already exceeded 5000 pounds.

It wasn't until Klein left the suite that she scratched her hair regretfully.

In fact, he planned to say it a few days ago, but the other party hardly gave him a chance to communicate.

Just let him go this time and take the initiative to speak when he comes back in the evening!

Angel rolled around on the bed and made up his mind.

She still maintained a considerable degree of respect for this messenger lady who was obviously above the level of a demigod and was willing to help others.

"He asked..." "I'll..." "Pass..." "Message..."

"He wants to escort..." "A fat man..." "Olawi Island..." "Three days..."

"You... are short of money?"

"In the end, I still didn't say anything, but it delayed the business. Let's end this strange state when he comes back in the evening... No, doesn't this mean I'm giving up? Or should he speak first... or at least speak together?"

You, no, your speaking style is so strange, why can't you just take turns with one head for a day... Angel cursed, nodded and said:

----

Of course, he didn't dare to say this now, as it would just add fuel to the fire.

In Reinette's answer, which was like a surround sound, Angel quickly understood where Klein was going.

Unexpectedly, when he went out, in addition to collecting the bounty from the "Smooth Talker", he also became a bodyguard.

With an income of 1000 pounds in three days, no wonder he didn't even have time to come back and say something. I'm afraid it would be the same if it were me. Alas, everyone is short of money... Angel thought, and the guilt in his heart for not communicating with Klein in time expanded again, but then he was annoyed by the other party's sudden departure. overshadowed.

Seeing her lowering her head and thinking, Reinette's four heads were shaking in her hands, and she was about to lift off from reality and return to the spirit world. When Angel saw this, he quickly stopped her:

"Should I pay a gold coin?"

She still remembered what Klein mentioned about the courier's weird habit. Every time he sent a letter, he had to pay a gold coin. She didn't accept paper money!

"He..." "Already..." "Already paid..."

The three heads answered in turn from left to right. The last one didn't take his turn and shook in a hurry, knocking the one next to him. Guess he still has a heart... Angel felt a little more balanced now. She saw the last blond head looking expectantly, and after thinking for a moment, she said:

"Excuse me, have you and my messenger, Ms. Wensa, ever known each other?"

"know……"

The head that was staring at him because he had no time to speak immediately answered, and then others began to add:

"Her master..." "After leaving," "She was very lonely..."

"Stay with her more."

After a brief moment of shock, several thoughts came to Angel's mind.

"she"? Is Ms. Windsor really a "lady"?

Aren't Reinette and Wensa fighting openly and secretly, and even had a fight? Why does it sound like the relationship between the two, no, one person and one cat, is pretty good?

as well as……

"Her master?"

Angel asked curiously.

"The former owner..." "Left her..." "Not dead yet..." "But not alive either..."

Not dead, not alive?

Angel, who was confused, wanted to ask a few more questions, but Reinette had already floated to a higher place, and her figure gradually faded away, returning to the spirit world.

It seems that I should find time to have a good chat with my messenger, but she, no, she has never said these things, and I am afraid she is not willing to recall sad things...

Angel looked at the ceiling, pondered for a moment, put this question aside for the time being, and returned to Klein.

Although this "divineer" usually performs divination before making decisions, it does not mean that it is absolutely safe. Not to mention the distance, the two of them encountered quite an accident this time when they were hunting the "Gazeer". .

Unable to calm down, she quickly took out her magic mirror and performed a divination by stroking the mirror surface.

"Mirror Mirror told me the risks of Klein Moretti's action."

An opaque black layer appeared in the mirror, like a curtain blocking the line of sight, which meant that the divination was greatly interfered with. But soon, the gray fog broke through the black curtain, and a specific picture appeared in the mirror.

Hey, my divination skills have actually improved?

Holding up the magic mirror happily, Angel looked at the picture carefully.

What was shown in the mist was a narrow cabin. Two people were sitting at a square table against the wall. One of them was very familiar to her. It was Klein who was wearing a windbreaker and a top hat. Opposite him sat a fat man wearing a hat. Wearing a black robe, his face was not clearly visible in the small magic mirror, but Angel recognized him instantly:

The fat pharmacist in Backlund’s “Eye of Wisdom” party, Darkwill!

Why is he with Klein... By the way, Reinette said that the employer for this escort mission is Fatty, and he is the one hiring Klein?

Just as Angel was thinking about it, the image in the magic mirror suddenly flashed, as if it briefly changed from night to day. When her eyes refocused, she discovered that Darkwill had a bolt of lightning coming from the porthole, and his hair stood straight. The skin fell to the table with charred skin.

Even though he was familiar with this scene, Klein, who was playing the role of a ruthless adventurer, was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair and took a few steps away for fear of being struck by lightning. Angel outside the mirror was even more worried.

what happened? Were they attacked?

But soon, under the instruction of a talking owl, Klein found the potion from Darkwill, drank it for him, and revived the unlucky pharmacist.

Seems like just an accident? But I have never seen anyone directly hit by naturally occurring lightning, even inside a ship. I’m afraid no one would believe me... The corners of Angel’s mouth twitched as he watched the magic mirror in front of him focus on Darkwill’s pocket. On a milky white dice, the two bright red dots seem to be a pair of blood-red eyes, staying in the divination scene.

No wonder this guy paid 1000 pounds for Klein to escort him. This strange dice in his pocket seems to bring bad luck? Similar to the effect of my "good luck" revolver, but in a much more powerful form?

Putting away the magic mirror, Angel looked out the window in the direction of the pier. In the dark night, a moderate storm seemed to be brewing there, but rain clouds of this level would never trigger lightning. The only possibility was that magical thing There is a problem with the item.

Seeing the almost unrecognizable passenger ship leaving the port under the "escort" of rain clouds, Angel gritted his teeth, quickly packed his luggage, left the hotel a moment later, and headed straight to the private port outside the city in the night.

Few hired carriages were willing to leave the city at night, but using invisible threads and lightness, Angel quickly arrived at the port in the dense forest. Her ship, the "Redhead", was still parked at the corner of the pier, wearing a small three-cornered hat. Elaine, dressed in smart attire, was chatting quietly with two sailors by the gangway.

Regardless of covering up his appearance, Angel just used the "hypocrisy" ring to change the color of his hair, then stepped forward, landed lightly amidst the surprise of the three people, and asked eagerly:

“Elaine, can this ship go to sea now?”

"Going to sea now?" The brown-haired lady looked stunned. "This three-masted sailboat has just recruited the minimum number of sailors. It can barely raise the sail. Not to mention the replacement manpower, there are not even enough combatants. In this kind of situation, When the time comes to go to sea, doesn’t that mean..."

"I am a combatant." Interrupting the other party, Angel patted his chest, making the two sailors next to him look straight in their eyes. Elaine also looked a little uncomfortable, "Gather everyone now, set sail, Set off for sailing tests."

"Let's go to Olave Island."

(End of this chapter)