After hearing Gehrman Sparrow's words, Darkwill's first reaction was to tell him everything about the strange dice, in order to let the adventurer he hired at a huge cost understand the root cause of the problem and effectively ensure his own personal safety.
But he immediately thought of his teacher's advice, and realized that the dice might be a very important sealed object in the school. If he told Gehrman Sparrow accurately, it might induce his greed, and make things develop in a worse direction!
There are no more than a thousand rumors on the sea that adventurers kill the mission entrusters in order to obtain higher returns. I don't know Gehrman Sparrow, and I don't know what kind of person he is. I must be cautious and careful! Besides, the dice just turned to two points by itself. The situation is not the worst and most desperate. There is still a chance to wait... Darkwill hesitated for a few seconds and finally made a decision. He planned to avoid the main point first and only talk about the surface phenomenon.
He subconsciously avoided Gehrman Sparrow's seemingly calm gaze and said:
“It’s like this, my teacher and I belong to a secret organization, and we fled because there was a traitor inside.
"They control the channels related to fate, which can make themselves lucky and their targets unlucky... I, I may have been cursed, so I was so unlucky to be struck by lightning just now."
After finishing his explanation, he forced himself to conceal his inner uneasiness and waited for Gehrman Sparrow's response.
Would he not believe me? An adventurer as powerful and experienced as him should be hard to deceive... If he found out I was lying, he would probably sink me into the sea... Darkwill stood there, feeling uneasy, like a student called to the side of the lecture hall by a teacher.
It is indeed the School of Life... the "Monster" approach... Klein nodded thoughtfully:
"I see.
"Try to stay as quiet as possible. I will think about how to deal with the bad luck."
Uh... Darkwill was stunned for a moment, not believing that Gehrman Sparrow would so easily accept the excuse he had made up.
He forced a smile, expressed his gratitude repeatedly, then returned to his own room, leaned against the door, and took out the ring box.
Pah! With a trembling hand, he opened the lid and found that the milky white dice had turned strangely at some point, with the six points facing upwards.
Does this mean that I was lucky enough to successfully deceive Gehrman Sparrow? Darkwill thought in a daze.
Mr. Harry the Owl landed again, but did not choose the fat pharmacist's shoulder, as if he was still frightened by the incident of being almost hit by a lightning bolt.
It stood on the wooden table, looking ahead with round eyes and said:
"Darkwill, you're nervous."
“You don’t need to tell me this.” Darkwill said angrily.
The owl spread its wings and said:
"Okay, let me put it another way.
“I think I have to think about changing owners.
"Gehrman Sparrow seems to be a good choice."
“…What about me?” Darkwill asked in astonishment, forgetting to be angry for a moment.
Mr. Harry the Owl clicked his tongue twice:
"Don't you realize the worry and fear in your heart? You yourself doubt that you may not see the sun tomorrow. That weird dice is really too dangerous!
"If I were you, I would throw it directly out the window and into the sea, and let your teacher's teacher salvage it himself."
“…How do you know my teacher’s teacher?” Darkwill asked.
Mr. Harry raised his head proudly:
"Never doubt an owl's eyesight."
Darkwill was already lost in thought, and didn't pay attention to its answer:
"No, that won't work, throwing the dice into the sea won't solve all the problems.
"According to what the old man said before, even if it is buried in the sea, after a few days, it will be picked up by some big shots. Then it will be truly lost. Silly bird, you don't have enough common sense of mysticism. You don't understand that these important sealed objects are like the most popular prostitutes in the Red Theater. They always attract those hungry men."
"Including you." Owl Harry responded calmly, "As for the problem of lack of common sense in mysticism, I think there is a famous saying that can explain it. Emperor Roselle once said that if children do not receive a good education, it is the fault of the father. This sentence can also be used to describe the problems between pets and their owners. Well, Darkwill, no matter what, I think you must discuss the dice with Gehrman Sparrow, otherwise it will be even more dangerous next."
“Let me take another look. Maybe it will stay at six…” Darkwill said hesitantly.
He sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.
At this time, the storm that had been raging for a while gradually subsided, the sky began to clear, and the passenger ship blew the whistle to set sail.
In the first-class living room, Klein looked out the window at the hazy rainbow that appeared after the rain. His heart was not as calm as it seemed.
He was not afraid of simple enemies. On the sea, except for the Four Kings and the official demigods, and the pirate generals who appeared in the form of fleets, it was difficult for others to threaten him who possessed the "Creeping Hunger" and several magical items. Even if the ship was sunk or fell into the sea, he could find a way to escape with the many talismans in the "Sea God" domain.
But luck is something that is really hard to grasp. It is beyond his ability and he can't even think of a way to deal with it.
Although my title is the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck, that was changed from that luck-changing ritual, and the function of that luck-changing ritual is obviously not to help people get rid of bad luck... Darkwill's matter is a bit difficult to handle. I can only work harder and pay close attention to his condition. If anything unfortunate happens that could lead to death, I will rescue him immediately... I hope I can survive these few days and make it to Oravi Island. The elders of the fat pharmacist should be able to help him change his luck... Klein rubbed his forehead and didn't see anything unusual.
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Darkwill was too nervous to sleep well last night and fell into a dream without realizing it.
After a while, his stomach told him that it was time to get up for lunch.
He tried hard to open his eyes, but it was as if an invisible person was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to move.
He felt a swelling and a little tingling at the back of his head, and he found it difficult to breathe and his heart was beating faster than normal.
No, I am not going to die suddenly in my dream... Darkwill struggled hard, but he couldn't wake up. He felt weaker and weaker.
At this moment, his mouth was pecked open by something sharp, and cold liquid poured in, flowing along the lines of his face, wetting his chin and neck.
Darkwill's body relaxed at once, and he finally opened his eyes, seeing two round eyes as bright as gold, so close that they seemed to touch his head.
Raising an extraordinary pet does have its uses... Darkwill sighed at first, then quickly sat up and took out the ring box.
At this time, the dice inside turned to the other side.
1 o'clock!
Was I so unlucky that I almost died suddenly in my dream? No, it didn't seem that simple. It seemed to amplify certain probabilities, such as the probability of sudden death in a dream, the probability of being struck by lightning... No, no, if this continues, I will definitely die! Darkwill thought in extreme panic.
Fear quickly overcame him and drove him to the door, ring box in hand.
Perhaps due to the impact of nearly dying suddenly, he had no strength at all and was unable to turn the handle.
"Help! Help!" screamed Mr. Harry the Owl.
Bang!
The door opened and hit Darkwill on the head. If Klein hadn’t deliberately controlled his strength, the fat pharmacist’s head might have been broken and bleeding.
Without bothering to rub the bruise on his forehead, Darkwill said in panic:
“That’s it, that’s it!
"It's this dice that brings me bad luck!
"It's 1 o'clock now. Everything I do will fail!"
He had just decided to tell Gehrman Sparrow about the whole matter, hoping that this powerful adventurer could give him some effective advice.
As for the possibility that the other party killed out of greed, he did not rule it out. He just believed that if he had to choose between two harmful things, he would have to choose the relatively less bad one.
Telling Gehrman Sparrow might mean death, but not telling him would definitely mean death. The choice was not a question that needed to be considered.
The dice are lost, so is it. My life is more important! Darkwill thought confidently.
Then, he saw Gehrman Sparrow smiled politely and said:
“Thanks for your humor.
"That's a pretty good joke."
...This is not a joke...Darkwill looked down at the ring box, only to see that the blood-red dot had not changed at all.
Could it be that even persuasion with sufficient reasons would fail... The fat pharmacist suddenly became desperate.
"Really! He's telling the truth!" Owl Harry flapped his wings beside him.
Darkwill, who was filled with hope again, heard Gehrman Sparrow say in a low voice:
"Then why not throw it into the sea?"
After saying that, Klein politely closed the door and walked back to the living room.
This guy must be hiding a secret. He can’t be fooled by his lame excuses... Klein sat down on the chair, waiting for Darkwill to give more specific and detailed information.
Darkwill sat down again in frustration, not daring to move, fearing failure.
He didn't notice that the dice had changed its face again, this time to show a 3.
Before lunch, Klein went into the bathroom to empty his stomach.
After washing his hands, he went above the gray fog and prepared to browse the accumulated prayers of the "Sea God" believers.
As he sat down on the high-backed chair that belonged to The Fool, many details suddenly came to his mind and his eyes widened.
"How could I believe such an untenable argument...
“How could I have thought that dice was a lame excuse.
“The two times just now were like my mind was covered by lard. No, that’s not it. Darkwill’s explanation just happened to match one of my guesses, so I instinctively assumed it was true or false.” Klein thought with his pupils shrinking slightly.
At this moment, he had already made a judgment in his heart:
"There's something wrong with that dice!"
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