Mystery: Lucky

Yes, there definitely is.

But from Alice's description, she probably wasn't in a safe place at the time... By the way, is there a safe place in the "Land Abandoned by God"?

Klein’s understanding of the “God-Abandoned Land” only came from Derrick’s description. In his impression, it was a place full of crises.

What's more, Alice left behind bad luck but not a charm to relieve it. When he asked, the answer she gave was to go to church, which was already very illustrative.

She had no intention of making this spell at all.

However, Anderson's continued bad luck is indeed a problem, and Klein thought about a solution last night.

After all, we can't really let Alice accidentally kill Anderson...

Looking at Anderson's pitiful look, Klein said to him:

"I have a magical item that may be able to solve the current problem."

Anderson's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "What is it!"

He seems to be really worried that he will fall to death because he steps on his left foot and his right foot when he steps out of this door... No, extraordinary people can't fall to death that easily, right? Uh, wait, it doesn’t seem like that’s necessarily the case...

Even though he didn't see Megoose who fell to death on her own weapon or the courier who brought Alice the "lucky one" extraordinary characteristic, Klein was deeply impressed.

——Facts have proved that it may not be too uncommon for extraordinary people to fall to death.

Klein glanced at Anderson and introduced the extraordinary item:

“It is recreated from a magical item called the ‘Fortune Accessory’, which has no name yet.

"It looks like a monocle. After wearing it, when you are unlucky, you can use it to accumulate luck. When facing fatal danger, the accumulated luck will come into play.

“However, it can cause the wearer to become distracted and easily distracted, making it difficult to concentrate even during non-wandering times.

"It should be very suitable for your current situation. However, I cannot guarantee whether you will lose this item due to bad luck - if that is the case, even if you do not die due to bad luck, its owner will most likely die. I won't let you go.

"Oh, I'm not talking about me. In fact, you have met its owner, and she has left you with bad luck.

"Well, have you thought about it? Should you rent this magical item? If you plan to rent it, then..."

Klein stopped talking and asked Anderson, who was full of anxiety and expectation:

"What price are you going to pay?"

The origin of this extraordinary item made Anderson hesitate for a moment, but after a brief ideological struggle, Anderson still made a decision. He said to Klein:

"...1,500 pounds, I can pay 1,500 pounds in rent, I can only take out so much for the time being."

"Oh? 1,500 pounds?" Klein showed an interested expression.

Anderson showed a relaxed smile under his gaze, and replied slightly proudly:

"Haha, after I separated from you yesterday, I found a dozen pirates, and they were all kind. They either contributed their wallets to me, or lent me their characteristics and brains.

“In just one night, I gained 1,600 pounds. Really, I really like this pirate’s paradise!

"However, I have to leave 100 pounds to buy a boat ticket back to the Misty Sea, so I can only pay you 1,500 pounds."

Earned £1,600 in one night? The pirates in Toscat are not only numerous, but also very valuable, or very rich? Klein suddenly wanted to stay in this port city for a few more days.

This thought only lasted a moment. Klein soon realized that the pirates everywhere had most likely been dealt with by Anderson. He felt a little frustrated, so he comforted himself in his heart:

It doesn't matter, all the money he earns will be given to me in the end. I am not envious or jealous at all...

After adjusting his mood, Klein asked Anderson indifferently:

"Don't you want to be retaliated for doing something like this in a pirate's paradise?"

Anderson said nonchalantly:

"What's there to worry about? Even if they are subordinates of the pirate general, I'm not afraid.

"Haha, I believe you are the same. If you are from the Four Kings, it won't be a big problem. We are about to leave, and the transmission of the news will take time. By then, I don't know how many ships and identities will have been changed!"

Is this... is he cursing himself... Thinking of Alice's unabashed words that came true in the end, Klein glanced at him with implicit pity:

"make a deal."

Anderson took out a thick stack of banknotes mixed with a lot of suler, handed it to Klein, and said with a smile:

"Haha, this is 300 pounds. The remaining 1,200 pounds are waiting for the bounty and characteristic money to come down. Don't worry, it will definitely come down today, and the amount will not be large."

Then, he looked at Klein with an expectant look.

Klein, who was concerned about his personality, only roughly counted the money, stuffed the money into his wallet and pockets, and said without emotion:

"Hold on."

Immediately afterwards, Klein returned to the room and took out the monocle.

As he handed the monocle to Anderson, he ordered without emotion: "Go and buy two tickets to Orave tomorrow."

He did not specifically tell Anderson to change his image and buy it because he believed that the person facing him was a mature hunter and must have rich experience.

It's like he trusted Alice's spiritual intuition and luck 100% - otherwise they would have been beaten to death.

"Okay." Anderson picked up the monocle and was about to put it on his right eye. "Would you like to go downstairs for breakfast? I'll treat you."

"...Don't wear it on your right eye!" Klein hurriedly stopped him.

"Why?" Anderson stopped in confusion.

Klein did not explain in detail, but said vaguely: "...Anyway, don't wear a monocle on your right eye."

Although he felt that Gehrman Sparrow's behavior was a bit inexplicable, Anderson still cautiously gave up his previous plan and put the monocle on his left eye, then pointed to the ground and repeated what he had just said:

"Would you like to go downstairs for breakfast?"

Klein nodded and did not refuse.

Going down to the first floor, the two walked towards a table by the window, and met a waiter passing by with a white glazed porcelain cup and a teaspoon on the way.

When the two sides just crossed, the waiter's eyes suddenly became dazed, and he picked up the teaspoon and inserted it into Anderson's throat without warning.

Although Anderson was surprised, he reacted quickly and immediately leaned back to avoid the thunderbolt.

Bang!

The innkeeper not far away suddenly fired a gun at Anderson's dodging body.

"What am I doing?" After the gunshot, the innkeeper whispered in fear and confusion.

When the gunshot was fired, Anderson was about to dodge, but suddenly he was in a trance, and his movements paused slightly in the middle. The bullet passed through his hips, leaving four bullet holes.

Klein, who didn't understand the situation, had jumped to the other side, opened his spiritual vision, and pulled out his revolver.

If I were to learn from Alice now, should I shout that I don't know him, or should I shout for help... Klein observed the situation in his spiritual vision and happened to see the scene of Anderson being shot.

Ah, this...

At this moment, at the table next to Anderson, a sturdy man in a shirt with his sleeves rolled up threw away his knife and fork, and suddenly pulled out a double-barreled shotgun with bullets already loaded from under the chair, pointed it at the ground, and pulled the trigger with a condescending attitude.

His action was almost in the same time as the hotel owner's shooting, but because there were more steps, it was a beat slower.

Bang!

Amid the loud noise, Anderson dodged quickly.

The pain slightly affected Anderson's performance. His action had a slight deviation, causing his feet to hook onto the chair, and he fell to the ground, and the chair just hit his legs.

He took a breath of cold air, and just when he thought he was dead, he found that no bullet was fired.

The gun misfired.

Before he had time to think about why this happened, Klein saw the same expression of shock and confusion on the sturdy man's face.

No, they were not the real attackers...Klein stopped trying to pull the trigger rationally, and his eyes quickly scanned the restaurant.

Seeing that the spiritual vision did not find anything, he immediately pointed at the first joint of his index finger with his left thumb twice, and started observing the "spiritual line".

At this time, the ladies and gentlemen in the restaurant had stood up in panic because of the shooting and rushed to the exit.

When passing by the rolling Anderson, a good-looking and elegant lady suddenly stopped, opened the dark glass bottle tightly held in her hand, and poured the liquid inside at the strongest hunter.

Anderson almost instinctively raised his leg and kicked the chair to block the attack of the unknown liquid.

Zi!

The surface of the chair quickly turned black and suffered strong corrosion, and Anderson took the opportunity to bounce off the ground and regained his ability to move.

Then, the quiet and lovely lady, the gentleman holding the newspaper, the waiter in the red vest, and the five-year-old child with candy on his hands attacked Anderson at the same time in their own ways.

Flour, lit matches, fruit knives, boiling coffee, and high-concentration alcoholic beverages came one after another. Everyone in the hotel restaurant seemed to have only one goal left, which was to kill Anderson!

In this extremely dangerous situation without extraordinary abilities, Anderson, who was surrounded and difficult to escape, rolled and jumped, kicked the table away, and ignited things in advance.

Although he was repeatedly in danger due to his distraction and suspected bad luck, he would coincidentally avoid fatal attacks in the end and seemed to be not in danger of life.

At this time, Klein also found an abnormal place:

The seat in the corner of the restaurant was blocked by a decorative cabinet. There was a fine and illusory black "spiritual line" spreading, but there was no movement.

This seemed quite abnormal in the hall filled with chaos and terror!

The real attacker who planned this "passerby murder" was sitting there? Judging from the confused, puzzled, terrified, and flustered looks of the hotel owner, waiter, and customers after they attacked Anderson, they did not become puppets. This was another level of manipulation.

Illusion, the emotional seeds of the "Apostle of Desire", or in other words, another influence on the spiritual level? Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and immediately took two steps forward, knocking away a customer with cream on the corner of his mouth, opening a passage for Anderson.

The strongest hunter immediately rolled out of the encirclement from this direction, followed Klein and ran back to the second floor of the hotel, leaning against the wall at the corner of the stairs, gasping for breath.

"Has my ability to provoke reached this level? Even ordinary citizens who don't know me want to kill me and take action? Hiss..." As he spoke, Anderson pulled the injury on his right rib and almost screamed.

This is bad luck... Fate doesn't always make people encounter all kinds of strange ways to die, such as choking to death, falling to death...

Sometimes, fate will also cause you to inadvertently provoke people you can't afford to offend, or encounter enemies you can't deal with... So does Alice really have no frontal attack power?

After witnessing what happened to Anderson, Klein had the same doubts as Anderson.

As his thoughts swirled, Klein looked at Anderson again.

Based on the situation just now, he quickly picked out the most similar one from the several possibilities he had just thought of - the Sequence 4 "Manipulator" who was suspected to belong to the "Spectator" path.

It was obvious that there was a high probability that the pirates Anderson hunted last night had the "manipulator"'s chess pieces, so today, the demigod from the "spectator" path came to the door.

Hiss, just looking at Miss Justice, I really can’t imagine that the “audience” of Sequence 4 is so, so... Well, to put it this way, in fact, Alice was also very... in Sequence 7.

Regarding this matter, Alice was obviously full of complaints, and after learning about the ability of "The Lucky One", Klein quickly understood where Alice's resentment came from.

——So far, he has never seen a Sequence 7 whose ability has only one improvement.

Many times in the past, he had thought about the use of this ability. Now it seems...it's hard to say what the use of luck is. Misfortune should be really dangerous anyway.

Klein stopped thinking, controlled his expression, looked at Anderson, and said indifferently:

“It should be the pirate or pirates who were behind the secret demigod on this island last night.

"Do you think that the kind of thing just now is something that mid-series extraordinary people can do?"

"It can't be so unlucky..." Anderson's voice became smaller and smaller, turning to muttering, "Sure enough, those guys were controlled just now and were innocent people. Fortunately, I didn't fight back, otherwise it would have been a shocking murder. The main culprit has a reward order! By then, he will be in serious trouble and will have no choice but to become a pirate."

The corner of Klein's mouth moved slightly and he said:

"If the person who was controlled just now was a pirate with extraordinary abilities, or a punisher or priest of the Church of Storms, how would things develop?"

"I'm already dead." Anderson spread his hands and said with understanding, "You mean, he didn't want to kill me, he was just a warning?"

Klein nodded seriously and said, "So, you still have a chance."

Facing Klein's expression, Anderson, who had already experienced it before, asked tentatively:

"I...go to apologize?" (End of Chapter)