Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 452: How Gehrman Sparrow should go to the bathroom (3K)

"Oh, if you ask me, I'd have an easier time just giving up on you."

Ron frowned slightly and gave an earnest suggestion.

At the moment of exploration just now, he seemed to feel that inexplicable bad mood again, but after checking it repeatedly several times, the intuition of a blockage in his heart disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

"Hey! How can you just give up on something like this?"

"Don't discourage others, you have no faith!"

When the elf lady heard this, she immediately became anxious. After getting to know Ron, she was no longer as reserved as she was at the beginning, and revealed some of her true character.

However, this was still somewhat difficult for her. After all, she was from the "Sailor" path, and being able to tolerate the boy's bad mouth was already her limit.

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Okay, to tell you the truth, I'm very interested in Atlantis. I can help you."

"You should already know my strength. This is not a difficult thing."

In Ron's opinion, the so-called "Atlantis" may not be under the sea, nor may it exist in reality. It may even be just a symbol.

As for what it symbolizes, it is not known at this stage.

"Why are you helping me?"

You're not attracted to me, are you?
Winchester raised his eyebrows slightly, and the whole elf looked a little surprised, with an obvious look of astonishment on his pretty face.

"I want to emphasize in advance that I don't sell my body!"

A poor man may have a strong spirit!
She really had no way to deal with Ron, whom she had just met. Not to mention the extremely crappy contract, even if she let go of everything and competed in strength and insidiousness, she had no hope of winning.

Although Ron was very polite, his words expressed the same meaning.

Don't toast and eat as a penalty!
"Tsk, it's just a pile of rotten meat, what's so good about it?"

I care about beauty, character, spirit, and inner...

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ron rolled his eyes at the elf and pointed to the servants' room in the first-class cabin without saying anything more.

"You'll live there from now on!"

There must be no mistakes in the source, and Ron doesn't want to miss any opportunity that can help him defeat the Deathly Haunter.

Besides, the Elf King Sonya Solem is acting abnormally in every way, and we must figure out what this means.

This will save you from falling into the gutter.

After gaining the trust simply, decisively and without any delay, the boy left his room like a scumbag and went to look for his "old lover" Mr. Fool.

boom--

The door of the first-class cabin was pushed open, and Danitz was lying on the desk, writing lines of ancient Feysac language. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he was extremely anxious.

"Bullshit! Isn't it obvious who among the pirates deserves to be killed? Why do you want me to write it?"

"And after I finish writing one, I have to send it to the bathroom for you to read. Do you think I'm a newspaper?"

Whenever he thought of Gehrman Sparrow taking off his pants to relieve stress, while reading what he had written, with two parts of sarcasm, three parts of indifference, and five parts of madness on his face, Danitz couldn't help but curl up the corners of his damn mouth.

Can you pull it out?

It’s so vivid, isn’t it?!

At this moment, he suddenly turned around when he heard the noise.

"Why are you here?!"

"Quick, quick, please take a seat!"

When he saw Ron coming, the smile on Danitz's face froze, and he jumped up instantly as if there were spikes on his chair, giving up his seat.

The attitude should be as respectful as possible.

There was nothing he could do. He was too scared. Even when he followed Edwina to Lenburg and met the Archbishop of the Church of Knowledge, he had never been so nervous.

With a wave of his hand, one of the four kings disappeared while chatting and laughing.

Even the drunks in the bar wouldn't dare to brag like that!

"You seem to be thinking about something interesting, what is it?"

Ron took a small leap and sat down perfectly. Then he saw the smile on Danitz's face and asked in confusion.

What are you so happy about Klein going to the bathroom?
"Ah... I didn't think anything..." Vice Admiral Iceberg's fourth boatswain seemed a little embarrassed.

"Well, I was just wondering, for a cold-hearted man like Hermann, if he were constipated and exerted force, would the muscles on his face change as well..."

Ok?
What the hell is this question?

The All-Seeing God was stunned for a moment, then he pushed his sunglasses down and said with a strange look:
"Then he would probably sit on the toilet with his back straight, with a blank expression on his face, and say in a cold and commanding tone..."

"Yourself, come out!"

"If I had diarrhea, I would probably sneer and say..."

"Damn it! Spray slower!"

"If he still can't get out after trying for a long time, he will most likely put on a dangerous smile, with irrational madness in his eyes, and without saying a word, he will roll up his sleeves and clasp his hands."

“Poof!!!” Danitz couldn’t help laughing out loud after hearing Ron’s description.

Is this something a human could come up with?!

But why does it feel like it matches Gehrman Sparrow's style of doing things unexpectedly...

"Hahaha, you are such a genius. How come I couldn't think of that?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

whoosh-

"Shit!"

At this moment, a piece of paper turned into a flying knife and came quickly from the direction of the bathroom.

Although the material of this flying knife is paper, it is actually sharper than fine iron. It can cut off a strand of yellow hair with just a light stroke.

“Flame” Danitz felt a chill in his crotch, and quickly looked at Gehrman Sparrow who had come out of the bathroom at some point, and took a small step back in anger.

The adventurer with a thin and angular face stood where he was, staring at the "Flame" who was slandering him behind his back with a mad gaze that didn't seem like acting, and the expression on his face became increasingly cold.

Although Danitz was not the mastermind,
I can't handle Ron, so I can't handle you! ?
"Uh, you guys chat, you guys chat."

Without the need for the "master" to say anything, "Lieyan" instantly realized that the atmosphere was wrong. He sneered, and with the gazes staring at his back, he ran out of the room and closed the door.

"Are you looking for me?"

Gehrman Sparrow shifted his gaze from the disappearing figure, and looked at Ron who was coming again with a quiet look, secretly on guard in his heart.

"Can't I find you if I'm fine? Don't look at me like that."

"Do you know how much control the Fool has over Sefirah Castle?" Ron asked pretentiously.

This is also a way to enter the Western Continent, but according to the boy's estimation, Klein, whose destiny is to some extent equivalent to "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", may not be able to really help him.

But there are exceptions to everything, and it doesn’t cost anything to give it a try.

"I may not be able to control much. If I want to make a qualitative leap, I will probably have to become a demigod."

You keep pretending. If you ask me directly, I'll die. Why do you have to beat around the bush?
Klein muttered in his heart, thinking back to his exploration and control of the gray fog, and gave a rather conservative answer.

"Ah, so that's it. The Fool is such a useless old bastard. Don't get me wrong, Klein. I'm not talking about you!"

Hearing this, the blond boy sighed and immediately patted Klein's clenched fist, making it relax completely.

I really appreciate your comfort, bastard!

Klein rolled his eyes at the handsome boy and said shamelessly and devoutly:

“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong? If you want Mr. Fool’s help, the most important thing is to be sincere!”

If you ask me directly, I might really help you~
"Sincerity? How can you say that?"

Ron immediately revealed a sarcastic smile on his face, which made Klein unable to open his eyes.

"In my opinion, all the members of the Tarot Club are traitors. One of them not only believes in the 'Goddess of Night', but also believes in the 'God of Steam and Machinery', the 'God of Time and Space', and finally believes in 'Mr. Fool'."

Please don't bring up things that are not related to the topic, okay? ?

Klein secretly complained in his heart. Although none of this was his original intention, it was indeed not something worthy of praise.

It's like this every time I talk to a teenager. Unsurprisingly, I'm at a disadvantage and then get belittled by the trash to the point where it can't be worse.

How humble of you, Mr. Fool~
"Ron, what do you think of the Night Goddess?"

Suddenly, Klein became serious and asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Ever since Ron asked him to choose whether to kill all the pirates or just the leader of the gang, the adventurer always felt that his perspective on things seemed to have undergone extremely subtle changes.

"She's a bad woman who will invest in you if there's any benefit to her. Klein, I'm telling you, don't trust that bad woman!"

“As for helping you, she does want to help you, but the prerequisite is Mr. Fool’s Sefirah Castle. As for not having a Sefirah Castle, just look at that unlucky guy Roselle and you’ll know.”

Hearing this comment, Klein nodded. This was not beyond his expectations or guesses.

After all, Roselle's mischief didn't attract the attention of the Goddess of Night, which in itself said something was wrong.

"Ron, since you want Sefirah Castle's help, why don't you borrow it from Mr. Fool? He will definitely agree to it!"

Klein spoke sincerely, with a clear stupidity in his eyes.

I have no grudge against you, why do you want to harm me?

Ron suddenly fell silent. He swept his golden eyes around, staring closely at the adventurer's eyes, and sneered disdainfully:
"Forget it. I'm afraid I'll become stupid. Being too honest is not a good thing."

"Okay, that's it."

Hey! Explain yourself clearly. What does it mean to become stupid?

Watching the little brat disappear, Klein twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

Frankly speaking, since Ron came to ask him about the "Source Castle", he must have been in trouble in some way.

As for helping Ron, he really wanted to, but...

"Alas, I can't do anything."

(End of this chapter)