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I really caught a cold. ~ Reading at midnight! _ Drunk. Salary `Cockroach-Festival/埂\New-哙~

He took out the matches that were wet by sea water and tried to light one - fortunately, he had considered the waterproofing issue at the beginning, so he managed to light it successfully.

Pop.

He then flicked out the match, turned into a ball of fire, disappeared into the cabin, and came to the shore of the port.

At this moment, Bansi Harbor was like two completely different worlds compared to last night. The early risers and fishermen coming and going were busy doing their own things, and there didn't seem to be anything strange.

Klein looked towards the port at this time. The Nameless was parked in a corner, and several crew members on the deck were busy moving something.

bite.

After flipping out the coin to make sure there was no danger on the ship, Klein quickly walked over. From a distance, the crew members who recognized him shouted excitedly, "Mr. Sparrow, you're back."

"Um."

He nodded coldly, "Is Aldridge back?"

"He's back. He's..."

Before the crew member could finish speaking, Aldridge rushed out of the cabin. He looked around Klein eagerly: "Sir, are they...are they back?"

Klein said calmly, "I'm sorry, a powerful demigod intervened in this matter, and I was unable to rescue them."

"Demigod?"

Aldridge was stunned, "Why... is it related to demigods?"

"That's something I need to ask you."

Klein jumped onto the boat and looked at him coldly, "I want to know, what exactly are you hiding from me?"

"I..."

Aldridge's face was full of bitterness. "I, I just concealed my relationship with Olivia...Other than that, I really don't know anything."

Chapter 413 Another Child at the Tarot Club

"oh?"

"Olivia and I grew up together as childhood sweethearts. When she joined the army a few years later, her father got addicted to gambling and lost all the family money, and owed a large sum of money."

"Olivia had no choice but to agree to be the mistress of a Loen nobleman."

"When I retired and returned to Backlund, I learned about all this and it was a devastating blow to me. I was depressed for a long time. It was not until later that I saw a former comrade living a miserable life after retirement that I came up with the idea of ​​starting a security company. `Xian'yu^Read+Book/Wang￠￠Chase*The*New-Chapter,踕?"

Aldridge recounted, "Later, during a security job, I met Olivia again, and I told her..."

Klein's mouth twitched. You were talking about how to deal with Olivia, and you said it so high-soundingly: Not a police officer, not a church member...

"After that, I kept in touch with her until the assassination happened. Olivia found me under the 'introduction' of Ms. Akasha and asked me to escort them to Disi Bay."

"I originally planned to hand over the security company to a trusted brother after this escort mission was over, and then go to Dixie Bay to look for her, but then these things happened."

Klein said coldly: "So, you actually knew that Olivia was a vampire a long time ago?"

"...Um."

Aldridge immediately said, "But the death of that lady must have been a misunderstanding. I had already prepared enough blood for her. It is impossible for her to go crazy or even lose control because of not drinking blood for a long time."

"But she admitted it."

"I don't know about this either. I asked her many times, but she just wouldn't tell me."

Klein frowned. So Olivia was most likely forced into it. She knew who the real "murderer" was, but she was willing to take the blame.

"Could it be that... Olivia knew about the existence of the witch from the beginning, and she insisted on coming to Bansi even though she knew that Bansi Port was dangerous. Was she forced to do so?"

"So, what does the hidden witch want to do? Could it be related to the witch demigod who later appeared on the pirate ship?"

Forget it, this matter is completely beyond my ability. Who knows what kind of filth is hidden in it? I really did my best and almost lost my life at the hands of a demigod. I can definitely be said to have done my best.

So Klein said in a deep voice, "Anyway, I have tried my best and even fought with a demigod for this, so I cannot lose a penny of the 2,500 pounds."

Aldridge immediately said, "I know, I know, I will go back to the room and give you the money, but..."

There was a pleading look on his face, "Mr. Sparrow, is there really no way you can save Olivia?"

"…"

"I... I can come up with another sum of money. Fantasy~ Ji` ​​¨ has been published. Salary` cockroach￠ conclusion,"

Klein frowned and was about to refuse, but suddenly changed his mind. This afternoon was the new week's Tarot Club. Maybe I could ask others then. This way, I might even earn some commission in the middle.

So he turned and said calmly: "Wait a minute, I'll think about it."

"But..."

"No buts."

Klein interrupted him, "Okay, let's settle this payment first."

When Klein returned to the room with a large bag of money with an expressionless face, the coldness on his face instantly melted into a bright smile. He grabbed a handful of banknotes and sniffed them in front of his nose - a disgusting smell of money was emitted.

But, I love this smell!

If any of you find it objectionable, just give me all the money!

Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice quickly and it is safest above the gray fog.

...

At the edge of the Rorsted Sea, away from the main channel, Alger stood on the deck holding a monocular, looking at a giant island shrouded in fog in the distance.

From afar, he saw shadow-like blue birds of prey circling in the sky outside the island. He knew that those were the Blue Shadow Falcons, one of the main ingredients he needed to advance to Sequence 6 Wind-loving One.

Although this kind of creature is roughly equivalent to a Sequence 6 Beyonder, its actual combat power is much worse, because it is still in the category of wild beasts and only fights based on instinct.

But Alger was in no hurry to get the boat closer. Although he was not afraid of one or two blue falcons, these birds of prey always liked to travel in groups, so he had to wait patiently for an opportunity.

"If...if we had a strong teammate like Mr. Gaota, we should be able to explore this island in depth and obtain more valuable materials."

But I still feel very unwilling.

After a while, Alger turned back to the captain's room. In order not to reveal the coordinates and location of the island, he bought a drug from Mr. Gaota two days ago that could make people fall asleep quickly.

Therefore, he was the only one still awake on the entire ship.

"Let's wait a little longer. Anyway, Mr. Gaota won't be in a hurry for me to pay back the money anytime soon... If possible, it would be best if I could control this island alone."

He took out his pocket watch and checked the time, then drank a beer and sat back on the sofa: "Ten minutes left."

...

Foggy sea.

The Dawn, the vehicle of the mysterious queen, one of the Four Kings, is sailing on a sea that seems calm but is actually full of dangers.

Bernadette sat quietly in the captain's room, flipping through the Chinese self-study "treasure book" that Edward left for her. Occasionally, she would take out a few pages of Russell's diary and look at them, frowning, smiling, and occasionally looking lost in thought.

At this moment, a thick gray fog emerged in front of her eyes. In the depths of the gray fog, a mysterious figure sat on a bronze chair, looking down at her with a calm look:

"Ms. Power, I forgot to tell you last time that I will provide a communication and transaction gathering for my believers every Monday at 3 pm. They call it the Tarot Club. Are you interested in participating?"

Bernadette was stunned, then nodded and said, "Of course I'm interested, Mr. Fool."

My father used to often attend a mysterious party, where he met many legendary figures and broadened his horizons.

But he never told me what kind of party it was, nor did he mention why such a group of people gathered together.

Mr. Fool's invitation made her suddenly feel like she was repeating the path her father had taken—of course, she knew very well that Mr. Fool's party was definitely not the same one her father attended, because when her father was still alive, Mr. Fool should not have woken up yet.

"Um."

Mr. Fool's tone did not change at all. "I'll make it clear in advance that, except for you, most of the other members of the Tarot Club are only of medium or low sequence. In order to avoid unnecessary influence on them, you should continue to participate in the same way as last time."

"Okay, I understand."

Mr. Fool smiled at this time:

"Heh, then... I hope you can get along well with them."

Then, this mysterious existence disappeared along with the endless gray fog, and Bernadette returned to the captain's room again, as if what she had just seen was just an illusion.

"Tarot Club?"

She closed the book and muttered to herself, "Monday at 3pm...So the last time Edward was in the tent, was it for this party?"

But why did this mysterious Mr. Fool choose a group of low- and medium-sequence people to hold a party as his believers?

As soon as this question came to her mind, she suddenly remembered that when her father first came into contact with that mysterious organization, his sequence didn't seem to be very high.

Is it because those trained from the middle and low sequences are more trustworthy, or is it because Mr. Fool sees some potential in these members, or is there some other reason?

Seeing that the time on the pendulum clock in the captain's room was approaching 3 o'clock, Bernadette cut through the air and took out the sage's forehead ornament inlaid with "diamonds" from the secret door and put it on her forehead.

Immediately, her body and her soul turned into information stream creatures composed of countless information and knowledge. After a short wait, endless crimson light and boundless gray fog rushed towards her and submerged her.

The next moment, Bernadette was in the magnificent palace that seemed to be inhabited by a giant again. However, compared to the last time, in addition to Mr. Fool sitting on the bronze chair at the very front, there were also many unclear figures sitting around her and opposite her.

Which one is Edward?

Before she started to observe, a pleasant and energetic voice came:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!"

Miss Justice's brisk and joyful voice broke the eternal silence above the gray fog, allowing Klein, who was originally feeling a little depressed, to temporarily get rid of the troubles of the outside world.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hightower~Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man~Good afternoon..."

Then, she greeted every member, and finally looked to the side and said happily, "Good afternoon, two new members."

Mr. Fool said calmly, "These two are the newly joined Ms. Strength and Ms. Queen."

Audrey had heard from Edward that Bernadette and Lilith had also joined the Tarot Club, so she naturally smiled and greeted them, "Good afternoon, Ms. Strength, Ms. Queen."

Bernadette nodded calmly, "Good afternoon, everyone."

Her eyes scanned everyone in turn, lingering on Edward and Lilith for a few seconds before finally landing on Miss Death. She couldn't help but wonder: she could understand Lilith's appearance, but what about the other child?

She absolutely did not believe that a mysterious god would allow a child to attend a party organized by him for no reason.

Compared to Bernadette's calmness, Lilith was much more confused. Although Mr. Fool had just pulled her up and briefly explained the Tarot Club, she basically didn't understand what was going on. Then, in a daze, there were so many people around her.