Mystery: Lucky

Alice retreated as she spoke, and after Ouroboros responded, she ran without hesitation.

Alice didn't even have the mood to comment on the architectural design of this sanctuary, and she ran out with all her heart - what if the "True Creator" got so angry that he got up.

After all, judging from the situation of the "Aurora Society", the "True Creator" probably didn't have much brains... No, no, I can't keep thinking about it!

Alice resisted the blasphemous thoughts in time and continued to run.

...

At night, the "Future" arrived at the port of Toscat Island and forcibly docked at the pier.

Klein dressed like a Looney gentleman and left the cabin with a leather suitcase.

Just now, he had counted his remaining belongings. He was surprised to find that he had more than 10,000 pounds in cash, and Anderson still owed him 7,000 pounds. He also had seven Sequence 4 Doom Charms on him. Looking at the 700-pound Beyonder characteristic of "Fighter", Klein inexplicably felt a little dull.

A mere 700 pounds!

Complacency only lasted for a moment. The good habits he had developed over a long period of time made Klein cautious again, and he began to calculate what he could do with the money.

The abilities of the "Master of Secret Dolls" are flexible and changeable, and their life-saving abilities and functionality are very strong. As long as they find the right secret doll, their attack power is not a problem. Moreover, with Alice's help, he did not waste the "Fire Gloves" and actually did not lack attack methods.

Klein carefully examined himself and was surprised to find that he did not continue to purchase items. Now, the most important thing for him is the Sequence 4 potion formula.

I'll write to Mr. Azik and ask him later. There's also Arrodes. Besides, I can try divination...

Speaking of which, I still have a share of bicycles in Backlund. After the smog incident, Backlund began to pay attention to environmental protection. I don't know how much it has increased now...

With cash and a share with great potential, I have actually become a rich man. In fact, as far as the current situation is concerned, I can live a life without worries about food and clothing. I don't need to work hard for promotion anymore, and I can also hand over Ince Zangwill to Alice...

Klein suddenly realized that if he no longer considered the hometown that he had basically determined that he could not return to, and no longer tried to explore the truth of "travel through time", everything he had seemed to be enough to support him to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

The goddess probably knows about his resurrection. As long as this matter is resolved, he can even go back to reunite with Benson Melissa and live a happy, beautiful and ordinary life...

Klein was carrying a suitcase and walking with complicated thoughts. Cattleya asked Anderson beside him:

"Are you getting off here or going somewhere else?"

Thinking that Gehrman Sparrow was about to leave, that this was a pirate ship, and that he had hunted many pirates, Anderson immediately smiled:

"Here."

"You can pay the ship fare." Cattleya replied as she looked at the change of clothes Anderson borrowed from the pirates.

"Okay." Anderson did not hide his distressed expression and reached out to pull off an ordinary button in the middle of his shirt.

He handed it over reluctantly and said:

"This is my only harvest in that sea area. It came from the body of a Loen military explorer.

"I don't know its original name. I can only call it according to its displayed ability and the name corresponding to Sequence 6. Well, 'Judge'.

"Its negative effect is not particularly strong, but it makes the wearer easily offend people or monsters, and maybe he will be targeted by a demigod if he is not careful."

This is not particularly strong? Oh, it is indeed not particularly strong, and it may still have a positive effect on you...

Klein, who was in a relaxed mood, glanced at Anderson and was about to get off the ship with his suitcase.

When he stepped onto the dock of Toscat Island, Anderson Hood jumped off the edge of the deck and landed next to him.

"Let's have a drink? Celebrate that we finally left that damn sea!" The hunter invited excitedly and easily.

"Okay," Klein, who was also in a relaxed mood, responded, "but I have to find a place to put my luggage."

They were about to leave together when a shout came from behind:

"German!"

Klein, who heard the voice coming from Frank Lee, shuddered and turned his head tensely.

The first mate of the "Future", a "toxin expert" with a bounty of 7,000 pounds, stood by the side of the ship, cupped his hands to his mouth, and asked as if he was amplifying his voice:

"Where do you often go? Where should I send my letters?

"I hope to share my latest research results with you, and Alice told me that if I want to write to her, it's best for you to forward it. "

I don't want to share this with you... Wait, you're still going to write to Alice?

Klein remembered Alice's behavior of drinking milk from the boat. Although he didn't know that she was also interested in the watermelon growing on that person's head, he still decided that the correspondence between Frank and Alice must be reviewed by him in the future.

He would not let any inappropriate information be passed on!

Thinking of this, Klein picked up the pen and quickly unloaded the summoning ceremony of his messenger. With a net worth of over ten thousand, he did not forget to mark it in it, and the summoning ceremony required a gold coin.

With a whoosh, Klein shook his wrist, and the note paper shot towards Frank Lee like a dart, and landed accurately in the other's palm.

"Very good!" Frank Lee glanced at the information on the paper and waved happily.

I hope he doesn't cross my messenger with a cow... Klein glanced at him, turned around and left with Anderson.

The two of them walked together, found a hotel to put their luggage, and then, on Anderson's recommendation, Klein went into a bar with him.

"There are many pirates in the bars and brothels on Tuscat Island," Anderson said to Klein, who had just paid for his hotel room. "I think if I get them to help me a little, I can pay you back, including the money for the meal and wine later."

Klein glanced at him and didn't respond.

The drinks and meals they ordered were soon served. Everything was so beautiful. Anderson bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, gulped down a big mouthful, and turned his head to talk to Klein.

"German... cough cough cough!" Anderson opened his mouth excitedly, and the wine accidentally entered his trachea, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

He coughed so hard that his face turned purple. Guests at nearby tables couldn't help but look over at him. Klein reached into his pocket as if he had remembered something. Seven doom spells lay quietly there, and none of them were missing. (End of this chapter)