"What? He knows me?" The fat pharmacist called Darkwill was startled and asked in a low voice.
The owl looked ahead with round eyes and said:
"I noticed that when he walked in and saw you, he was obviously stunned for two seconds."
"Maybe he thinks that I don't fit the image of a pharmacist in his mind?" the fat pharmacist retorted stubbornly.
The owl's wings spread and fell:
"If you want to think so, there is nothing I can do."
"...What books have you read recently?" The fat pharmacist asked, his face moving.
The owl replied seriously and solemnly:
“My reading preferences depend on your level of knowledge.
"Unfortunately, you only know a few words that you can teach me, so I have to read popular books that require a lower vocabulary.
"Besides, this is all serialized in the newspaper."
Fat pharmacist Darkwill snorted:
"I'll go buy a cookbook later. It's called 'East Balam Bird Cooking Guide'."
Without waiting for the owl to say anything else, he lowered his expression and said to himself:
"He knows me? He looks like a typical Loenese, with at least more than half Loen blood.
"I have stayed in several cities in Loen under a pseudonym, so it's not surprising that someone knows me. But I still have to be vigilant. If there is no news about the old man before March, I must leave here..."
As he was talking, he turned his head and glanced at the owl on his shoulder:
“Sometimes, you are still very useful.”
"No, your eyes and your body movements tell me that what you really think in your heart is, damn it, I clearly wanted a pet that can help me fight monsters and gangsters, so I collected potion formulas and extraordinary materials according to the standards of a dragon, but in the end, I got a stupid bird that only knows how to read newspapers and watch plays. Damn it, I wish I could feed it another bottle of potion!" The owl performed vividly in the fat pharmacist's accent like a parrot.
The fat pharmacist Darkwill's expression froze for a few seconds, then he chuckled:
"Just understand, you silly bird!
"If it weren't for my ability as a 'beast tamer', you wouldn't be able to handle even one bottle of potion!"
Inside the herbal medicine shop, both the man and the animal fell silent.
After a long while, the owl pretended that nothing had happened and said:
"Darkwill, will this really work? You've already commissioned dozens of adventurers."
"I'm not good at finding people, so I can only entrust them with the task. Moreover, I will only pay them if they really find or confirm the whereabouts of the old man. I won't spend a penny more!" The fat pharmacist said with a click of his tongue, and then sighed, "The old man always calls himself a lucky man and a winner of fate, so nothing should happen to him..."
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“Will the potion made from these things really be effective?” Danitz asked as he looked at the paper bag that Klein placed next to him in the carriage back to the Azure Wind Inn.
There were black herbs, weird-shaped insect shells and strangely colored flowers in it, which always made people feel unreliable.
Klein nodded:
"meeting."
“You haven’t drunk it…” Danitz retorted subconsciously.
I believe in the fat pharmacist. Although his mouth is a bit smelly and poisonous, he is still kind-hearted... Moreover, Captain Ireland also thinks his potion is effective enough... As Gehrman Sparrow, Klein did not respond to Danitz's doubts. He directly picked up the paper bag and threw it over.
Without saying anything, Danitz understood what the fellow opposite meant: You come and make the medicine.
And he had gotten used to doing similar things recently, and had no urge to resist at all.
Back at the Azure Wind Inn, Klein found a chair and sat down, watching Danitz light the fireplace, hang up the clay pot, and add water and herbs.
Leaning back, Klein felt dizzy and exhausted, as if he would fall asleep at any moment.
In order to wait for the medicine to be brewed and solve the problem of illness as soon as possible, he forced himself to think about various problems to overcome sleepiness:
"Think about it carefully. In this battle with Vice Admiral Disease, if I hadn't successfully ambushed her and suppressed her from the beginning, preventing her from ever getting into her best rhythm, and only having the chance to turn invisible and distance herself at the very end, I might not have been her opponent.
"The combination of invisibility and disease is really a bug. Coupled with the assassin's fatal blow and the joy's interference, I can't find the enemy even if I want to fight him, and I can't run away even if I want to. I can only watch my body gradually weaken and contract various diseases. I may even be charmed by the enemy and give up resistance...
"On the one hand, each Sequence 5 is very strong, worthy of being close to the rank of demigod. On the other hand, the combination of various abilities in 'Creeping Hunger' still has obvious flaws, and it is far from being comprehensive without shortcomings.
"Well, the ability of the Path Sequence 5 of the 'Fortune Teller' Path 'Master of Secret Puppetry' is very effective against invisibility...
"Recently, I can help the fat pharmacist find his teacher, but with insufficient information and almost only a photo, I can only try my luck and see when I will come across a clue. After all, I am not a god and cannot find someone out of thin air...
“Wait, in a sense, I really am a god!
"I can ask the believers of the Sea God to help me find him. As long as the old gentleman named Roy King has been to Bayam, he must have met someone and been seen by someone. Most of the natives secretly believe in the Sea God... This is called the vast ocean of the masses...
"Also, before Captain Ellan leaves Bayam, ask him to introduce me to the military liaison personnel. I can ask them for reimbursement if I have any news in the future. By the way, check the passengers registered on the ship in the past few months to see if there is a person named Roy King.
"There is another way. The radio receiver has been placed above the gray fog for some time. If we take it down, we should be able to contact the magic mirror Arrodes. I originally planned to ask about Elaine's whereabouts, but now I don't need to look for the red-haired lady anymore. I can change to Roy King.
"Hey, there are a lot of adventurers who have no clue about this, but I actually have three ways to find someone!"
…
As his thoughts raced, Klein finally managed to prepare the potion successfully.
Looking at the bottle of dark green and black liquid that Danitz brought over, he hesitated for two seconds, but still reached out to take it and put it to his mouth.
Gurgle!
Klein suddenly felt as if his throat was on fire, and his face flushed red.
This reminded him of the time when he tried something super spicy in his previous life.
Suddenly, he woke up and his blocked nose cleared quickly.
Gulp gulp... He drank it reluctantly and actually had the illusion that his illness was half cured.
By the evening, he was completely cured and no longer had any doubts about the "pharmacist's" ability.
No wonder the potion is called "Pharmacist"... Klein put on his hat and left the hotel with Danitz. They left Bayam in the night and came to the secret private port hidden on the other side of the jungle.
Tonight, the Golden Dream will provide assistance to the rebels.
After some coordination and trouble, Danitz used the "Spiritual Ceremony" to contact "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina.
After a long while, the ship that was always neatly painted and had a strange main gun sailed into the private port. Five kinds of gold coins were drawn on the huge canvas. They were Loen's gold pound, Feysac's gold horn, Intis's Fel Gold, Feyneport's gold lisos, and Renburg's Sassen Gold.
This is the flag of the "Golden Dream" and also the symbol of this pirate group.
It’s still not professional enough. If it were me, I would add Ma Xi’s Potemkin, Segar’s Zloty, the Balam Empire’s patterned gold coins, and so on, and so on... Klein stood by with his hands in his pockets, watching Edwina Edwards appear at the bow.
At this time, she was wearing a hunter's hat, a waisted rider shirt and a black jacket, which was exactly the image of a female pirate general in the minds of the rebels.
Her usual attire would only make people mistake her for a tutor... Klein muttered, stepped back a few steps, and let Danitz run around and busy himself.
As this pirate, whose bounty was as high as 5,500 pounds, worked hard to negotiate, a batch of food and cloth was delivered to Karat and other rebels, and the transaction came to an end.
Danitz took a deep breath, came to Klein, put on a smile and said:
"Nothing else, right?
"Can I go back to the Golden Dream now?
"Also, how do you calculate your hiring fee for the past few days?"
That was just an excuse your captain and I made up. In a sense, this batch of food and cloth is my reward... Klein nodded:
“Your captain has paid.
"You can go back now."
"Really?" Danitz couldn't believe it.
Although Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina was not far behind him, he was still afraid that Gehrman Sparrow would suddenly go crazy.
Klein did not respond to him. He turned around and headed straight for the road leading out of the private port.
Danitz exhaled silently, suppressed his excitement, and ran back to the "Golden Dream" quickly.
When the ship went away in the night and the private port belonging to the rebels became smaller and smaller, he was truly sure that he had returned to the "Golden Dream".
At this moment, he felt that he had experienced too many things in the past half month. This unprecedented excitement was like a wonderful dream.
At this time, a sailor came over and asked curiously:
"Boss, did you really kill 'Steel' McVitie?"
Danitz burst into laughter, stole a glance at Captain Edwina beside him, and said to his men:
"I made an important contribution to this matter. Let's talk about it while drinking!"
On the dark sea, the "Golden Dream" was moving farther and farther away.
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Back at the Azure Wind Hotel, Klein was about to go to sleep when he suddenly noticed that the colors around him became unusually bright.
The white sheets became whiter, the brown floor became more brown, and the dark red curtains looked like blood...
In the scene where various blocks of color overlapped, Azik Eggers walked out from the rippling void water.
He still dressed in a shirt, bow tie, tuxedo and top hat, with a tan complexion and soft features.
I'm so envious... I also want this ability to travel through the spirit world... Klein sighed inwardly, keeping his expression unchanged, and greeted with a smile:
"Good evening, Mr. Azik."
Azik took off his hat, glanced at the unfamiliar face, and laughed without any surprise:
“Sorry, I came in such a hurry, I should have gone out and knocked on the door first.
"What exactly is going on with that batch of documents related to the God of Death?"
Klein asked him to sit down while describing in detail the things that could not be elaborated in the letter. At the end, he casually mentioned the incident in Bansi Port, saying that it involved the Angel King Medici and his descendants.
Azik leaned back in his chair, frowned slightly and said:
"I remember this name. He should have two titles: 'Red Angel' and 'War Angel'...
"But, He has fallen long ago."
“Has it fallen a long time ago?” Klein asked in astonishment.
Azik nodded and thought hard:
"I remember that He was killed by the Blood Emperor Alistair Tudor."
Killed by the "Blood Emperor" Alistair Tudor? Klein's pupils shrank, and he suddenly remembered the evil spirit that had been wandering in the underground ruins of Backlund for thousands of years.
It claims to be an innocent person killed by the "Blood Emperor"!
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